Conan came out from under the table.
He covered his mouth, pointed under the table, and shook his head frantically.
Sakaki Makoto raised his eyebrows and bent down to lift the tablecloth to see what was inside.
"Mr. Sakaki Makoto!"
Sato Miwako came forward to stop them with a pale face:
"It's better not to look at the bottom..."
"Nothing...anything special..."
But the more she said this, the more Sakaki Makoto wanted to see it.
The tablecloth was suddenly pulled open, and forensic doctor Toyokawa and Sato Miwako's faces changed slightly. They took a few steps back and turned around.
A strong smell of vinegar and canned herrings that seemed to have been aged for decades wafted over...
There is an iron bucket under the table.
Inside the bucket...
It was all yellow vomit, and because it had been so long, it had already solidified a little.
Holy crap!!!
Sakaki Makoto's face turned green at that moment.
His feelings now were as complicated as when he saw a cow running on its two legs on the street.
But he is a professional.
Resisting the urge to vomit, Sakaki Makoto held his breath and quickly checked under the table.
There was nothing strange except an iron bucket.
At this moment, several little heads suddenly popped in from under his armpits:
"Mr. Sakaki Makoto?"
"What are you looking at?"
Ayumi, Mitsuhiko, Genta, and...
Takagi Wataru's curious big face.
It happened so suddenly that Sakaki Makoto had no time to stop it.
They saw the barrel and smelled the odor...
Then....
"vomit!!!"
One adult and three children ran out of the room, holding onto the railing and vomiting loudly.
Sakaki Makoto covered himself with the tablecloth, his face looking very ugly.
Half of it was due to the smoke, and the other half was due to Takagi Wataru.
Didn't you send them home?
How did you get here?
Glancing at Conan who was wiping his mouth, the two began to communicate in Morse code with their eyelids.
Sakaki: You go and deal with them.
Conan: No, I can't do it.
Sakaki Makoto: What use do I have for you?
Conan was anxious: If you can do it, go ahead!
At this time, Takagi Wataru led the three of them back, lowered his head and did not dare to look into Sakaki Makoto's eyes.
On the contrary, Mitsuhiko, with his hands on his hips, spoke in a conscientious tone:
"Mr. Sakaki, how could you possibly think of getting rid of us?"
"Although we are children, we will definitely not cause you any trouble!"
You are already causing me trouble...
Sakaki Makoto breathed a sigh of relief and smiled gently:
"How about I treat you guys to parfait?"
"Officer Takagi, please take them to eat parfait and come back to me to settle the bill."
Whether to eat or not is one thing, whether to report it or not is another.
In short, let’s get these people out of the way first.
Mitsuhiko shouted: “Not good!”
Ayumi was pleasantly surprised: "Is it possible?"
Yuan Tai touched his belly and said, "I want to eat eel rice!"
“.......”
Mitsuhiko pulled the two of them to a corner and talked for a few words. After reaching a consensus, he walked back with his head held high:
“We’re not going!”
Depend on!
Sakaki Makoto was at a loss as he was worst at dealing with children.
"Well..."
Megure Jusan stepped out to smooth things over:
"Let them stay. We don't need any more than these three."
Conan's face turned dark, and a thousand horses were running through his mind.
Now that they are here, it is impossible to drive them away.
Looking at Takagi Shigeru's embarrassed look, you can tell that he is helpless.
Sakaki Makoto shook his head and said:
"Don't run around."
"Don't mess with anything on the scene."
"yes!"
Ayumi and the other two readily agreed and turned around to start "investigating" the room.
"Brother Sakaki Makoto."
Megure Jusan looked for a long time and asked:
"Have you got any clues?"
"No."
Sakaki Makoto frowned and thought. Judging from the situation at the scene, this was undoubtedly a deliberate murder.
According to the on-site inspection report of the forensic department, the criminal did not leave any fingerprints at all.
And the technique used by the other party is exactly the same as that in a certain movie.
If he guessed correctly...
There must be clues left by the criminal in this room!
He looked around the room.
Leftover food, fallen wine bottles, refrigerator, TV, bed, wardrobe, plastic bags on the ground...
Wait a moment!
Sakaki Makoto walked quickly to the plastic bag in the corner and looked down.
711. The whole family.
There are only two types of plastic bags with logos.
"Mr. Sakaki, is there anything wrong with this plastic bag?"
Seeing Sakaki Makoto squatting in front of a pile of plastic bags, Sato Miwako couldn't help but ask.
"Of course."
Sakaki sneered:
“And it’s a huge problem!”
He stood up and said to Megure Jusan and the others:
"The deceased consumed a large amount of food during his lifetime."
"Have you ever thought about where the murderer bought such a large amount of food?"
Sakaki Makoto's words gave everyone a startle.
yes!
Of course it is impossible for the murderer to cook for the victim himself.
It is even more impossible for the deceased to leave the room when the crime was committed, otherwise he would have escaped and called the police.
The only possibility is that he bought a large amount of food before committing the crime.
The amount of food that can sustain eating for 12 hours straight must be extremely huge.
Looking at the food left on the table, they were all cooked food, so they certainly couldn't be vegetables bought from the market.
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