Chapter 311 Who is the Real Grim Reaper?



It didn't take long for the helicopter to approach the vessel where the incident occurred.

"Prepare for landing!" the pilot shouted.

The sound of the propellers gradually subsided, and the helicopter landed smoothly on the deck of the ship.

Inspector Megure was the first to disembark from the plane, followed closely by Wataru Takagi and Ninzaburo Shiratori.

"President Suzuki, leave the rest to us. We'll find the culprit!" Inspector Megure shouted to Shiro Suzuki, who was waiting on the deck, his voice filled with determination and confidence.

Then, he noticed the person he least wanted to see standing next to him.

"Honestly, why is it that wherever you are, there's always a case happening?"

“Uh…” Kogoro Mouri, feeling a little embarrassed by the criticism, tried to defend himself, “I think this is probably God’s will.”

"You should say that Mr. Mori, you yourself are a god."

Shiratori Ninzaburo, who was passing by him, tilted his head and said, "And he's a Shinigami!"

"you……"

Kogoro Mouri was furious, but he didn't know how to refute it.

Takagi Wataru, who was lagging behind, also came over, looking at Officer Shiratori's receding figure with a puzzled expression.

"Why is Officer Shiratori speaking so aggressively today? He's usually so gentle."

...

The on-site investigation progressed very quickly, and the police soon identified the suspect as Masato Nishino, Shiro Suzuki's secretary.

With Conan and Kogoro Mouri, these two self-made Grim Reapers, how could the investigation not be fast!

At the speed at which they accumulate merit,

Sooner or later, Buddha woke up and found himself down to third place on the merit list.

After gathering everyone in the restaurant, Inspector Megure, with a serious expression, took out a ballpoint pen in an evidence bag and held it up in front of everyone.

"Mr. Nishino, can you explain why your ballpoint pen was in the deceased's room?"

“I…I don’t know, I don’t understand why my ballpoint pen ended up in Mr. Hanchuan’s room.”

Masato Nishino looked aggrieved and helpless. He was the one who discovered the body, so how did he suddenly become a suspect?

But it was indeed his ballpoint pen, with his name clearly engraved on it: M. Nishino.

Immediately, the crowd began to discuss it.

Conan then slipped out while no one was looking.

"Oh, Nan. Could Mr. Nishino really be the murderer?"

A curious bystander, Sonoko, leaned close to Yuzuru, who was having dinner with Ran and Akemi, and whispered a question in his ear.

It's dinnertime.

However, because of the deaths, no one on the ship was in the mood to eat, except for their family.

"It wasn't him."

As Yuzuru spoke, he picked up a slice of watermelon and held it to Sonoko's lips.

How can you enjoy melons without eating melons?

"Ugh~" Sonoko took a bite of watermelon, her mouth full, and asked indistinctly, "Then why did the ballpoint pen go into the room?"

"Ha, because the murderer needs someone to take the blame."

Yuzuru chuckled and put down his chopsticks.

"Inspector Megure."

"Is there any new discovery, Mr. Yuzuru?"

Upon hearing the call, Inspector Megure's eyes lit up, and he quickly walked to the table.

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time. In his mind, Yuzuru Hanyu was much more reliable than Kogoro Mouri.

Everyone present looked over.

"Uncle Shiro, does Mr. Nishino have a feather allergy?"

"Yes, Nishino will keep sneezing whenever he touches a feather."

“Then there’s no problem. With so many feathers scattered at the crime scene, Mr. Nishino can’t be the murderer.”

Yuzuru calmly pointed out the truth of the case; his voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

He's willing to lend a hand to people who are nice to him.

Sonoko then exclaimed in realization, "So, Mr. Nishino came to play this afternoon because there were pigeons in his room, which is why they ran away."

Upon hearing this, Pu Siqinglan, who had been silently observing the scene, suddenly narrowed her gray pupils.

I noticed that the other person had a feather allergy just because they suddenly ran away.

This observational ability...

Officer Shiratori, standing at the door, watched Yuzuru's deductive performance, a smile playing on his lips, before turning and walking out of the room.

...

Meanwhile, Conan, who had slipped out of the restaurant, ran all the way to the ship's telephone room, picked up the phone breathlessly, and called his assistant, Professor Agasa.

"Doctor, what are you doing? I need your help with something very urgent!"

As soon as the call connected, Conan spoke urgently.

"Hehe, I was just doing an experiment, Shinichi. What happened?" Professor Agasa replied with a smile, glancing at the table in front of him.

A pile of parts waiting to be assembled is placed on top.

I received an order from a regular customer this afternoon, and I'm working overtime to finish it right now.

"It's like this..." Conan quickly and briefly explained the situation, asking Professor Agasa to help investigate whether there were any snipers who specifically targeted the right eye.

"Okay, I understand. Call me back in ten minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Dr. Agasa immediately put down his work and rushed to his computer desk to begin his investigation.

They didn't even care that their own orders weren't finished yet.

"Ten minutes..."

Conan silently read the number and put the phone back in its place.

His gaze fell on the watch on his wrist, ready to start the timer.

However, at that very moment, a strange feeling welled up inside me.

The detective's intuition kicked in instantly.

Someone is watching me!

Conan was startled, turned around abruptly, and rushed out of the telephone booth into the corridor.

He looked around; the bright corridor was empty, so quiet that he could only hear his own slightly rapid breathing.

"Am I overthinking this?" Conan glanced around again uncertainly, but still found nothing. He then walked back to the phone booth, puzzled.

Meanwhile, at a corridor corner he hadn't noticed.

Officer Shiratori, dressed in a green suit, leaned against the wall and took out a pack of women's cigarettes from his pocket.

He tapped the cigarette case lightly with his slender fingers, about to take one out, but then paused, as if remembering something, and put it back.

"Yukiko's son is still so naive."

...

The case progressed quickly, and thanks to Yuzuru Hanyu's impromptu deduction performance, Masato Nishino was successfully cleared of suspicion.

Conan also brought important information he had learned from Professor Agasa:

There was a notorious thief in the world who specialized in stealing treasures from the Romanov dynasty and also had a particular fondness for shooting his opponents in the right eye. This mysterious assassin was known as "Scholes".

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