Fujiwara Yu reached out and took the incident record book on the table. Edogawa Conan, who was sitting next to him, stretched his neck and came over like a mouse smelling the aroma of cheese, just wanting to know more clues about the incident.

When Edogawa Conan saw the photo of the body at the crime scene, he quickly noticed something strange about the photo. He pointed to the upper left corner and asked loudly, pretending to be a child:

"Huh? Brother Yingsi, don't you think this is weird? Why is the blood in a straight line? And with such a large amount of blood, why is there only blood under the wardrobe, but the top is clean?"

This statement successfully attracted everyone's attention. Fujiwara Yuu glanced at Conan calmly and had no choice but to cooperate:

"I think there must have been something in front of the wardrobe, like a poster or something."

"Well, that's a possibility. It seems the murderer took away more than just the murder weapon when he left the scene."

There are no more clues in the case, and all we can do is to visit and investigate. After all, the twin-tower skyscraper where the crime occurred has not yet opened for business, so the surveillance cameras in the elevators are not activated.

In addition, the 65th floor and above are designed as luxury suites exclusively for VIPs. There are no surveillance cameras in the corridors in order to protect the privacy of those distinguished guests.

Seeing that there was no point in continuing the discussion, Megure Juzo sent everyone back. As Special Investigation Officer 7, Fujiwara Yuu also had no authority to investigate the case and simply prepared to return to his office.

But what he didn't expect was that Edogawa Conan actually grabbed his trouser leg.

Fujiwara Yuu widened his half-moon eyes, looked down at Conan, and asked:

"What did you catch me for?"

"Brother Yingsi, can you take us to Yuan Jiaming's house tomorrow?"

Hearing this name, Fujiwara Yuu's brows subconsciously frowned, and he asked aloud:

"What are you doing at Mr. Yuan's house?"

"He invited us to his house to play games, and Huibara was very interested."

"...Okay, I'll wait for you at Dr. Agasa's house tomorrow."

"Thank you!"

Fujiwara Yu's gaze fell on Haibara Ai. He didn't expect that Haibara Ai would be interested in games. Could it be that the machine that predicted her future appearance made her worried and thought that she would not live beyond ten years?

He sighed and went into Special Search Seven's office. Should he let Mingmei give her sister some psychological counseling? It would be troublesome if she developed some mental illness.