Omitting those boring segments describing the relationships between characters, let me briefly give you a brief overview of the current situation.

The deceased, Rokujo Shinichi, was a member of the band Kiyotani. As an outsider, I have no idea of ​​his professional ability. In the currently recognized timeline, I was the last person to see him and the first person to discover the scene of his death, so I can infer that he died within this half hour.

Suspect A is me. However, I don't need to say much, and I'm sure everyone outside the screen knows that I have no personal relationship with him and I can't be the murderer.

Suspect B is Mr. Hasegawa, and the deceased is his brother-in-law. From my previous observations, the relationship between the two seemed a little tense, but he was in charge of the entire process just now, so it seems that he did not have time to commit the crime.

Suspect C - Suspect C has not been found yet.

The other three members of the band did not have any time to commit the crime because they were the first to start rehearsing, so they were all under the eyes of the people on the stage. However, guitarist Sasaki Masahiro did go to the bathroom, which took no more than three minutes, and it was initially determined that he did not have enough time to go back and forth to commit the crime. At the same time, no possible time-delayed killing device was found at the scene, so their suspicion was not considered for the time being.

Of course, as someone who has watched thousands of episodes of Conan, I was very concerned about this kind of sudden disappearance for a few minutes, so I wrote down his name.

Although the suspicion was basically ruled out, my bandmates provided another effective clue as witnesses. That is, the young lady who saw me at the scene at the beginning, Ms. Nakagawa Keiko, had a close relationship with the deceased and often met in private.

Given this personal relationship, it was not surprising that she, as one of the on-site staff, appeared in front of the dressing room at that time.

I just don’t know if she can be suspect C, otherwise she can’t even be considered as one of the three, hey!

There was no way. There were too many people in the big venue this time, and they were very mixed. The majority of people did not know the deceased and had no relationship with the deceased. At the same time, it should be mentioned that in order to prevent the program from being leaked, some filming equipment was prohibited in the rehearsal venue, and naturally there were no surveillance products, so there were no key clues.

I sat quietly by the side, watching little Conan running around, it was so funny. Seriously, you policemen really don't think there's anything wrong with a primary school student turning over a corpse at a crime scene?

Not only did he not have any doubts, he even wanted to help him because Conan's physical strength was not enough to turn the body over without destroying its state as much as possible.

"Fōgiya-kun is so calm. Aren't you worried at all about being treated as a criminal suspect?" I was paying attention to Conan who was investigating in front of me when the light next to me suddenly dimmed. It turned out that someone was sitting next to me.

Sir An really cares about me.

There's nothing that can be done about it. Although Jingguang's face has basically become unrecognizable after my retouching, the body outline is difficult to change. Of course, even with my analytical ability, it's difficult to directly recognize the identity of a person who died several years ago just by looking at the body outline, but subconsciously I will have a liking for the same outline.

In fact, memory is like consciousness, divided into "explicit memory" that can be recalled and "latent memory" that cannot be recalled but continues to affect people, just like those childhood memories that cannot be recalled will affect our entire lives.

Therefore, this subconscious memory made An Sir feel familiar when he saw me. I am the same. Even though this is just Jingguang's body, the physical memory is still a part of the "subconscious memory", which causes me, who is not professional to begin with, to always reveal flaws unconsciously. Naturally, An Sir would pay attention unconsciously - it is worth mentioning that the real reason why he took the initiative to approach me was because of my voice.

This is not my body, so the sound that comes out is naturally Jingguang's own voice, although a little hoarse, but still very close to the original voice. I also thought about changing the voice as much as possible before, but later I found that I couldn't lower my voice for a long time, or tighten my voice, so I simply gave up.

Think about it, a detective and a thief have the same face. So what if I just have the same voice?

With these premises, in Sir An's eyes, I naturally had many doubts about me, and these doubts were all on his sore spots, so he would naturally pay attention to me.

But then again, doesn't it really feel weird for An-sir to call someone "Furugu-kun"?

"Isn't this the famous detective Mr. Maori Kogoro? I believe Mr. Maori will definitely find out the truth of the matter..." Before I could finish my words, a louder voice drowned me out.

I saw Uncle Maori put one hand in his pocket, pointed at me with the other, and loudly demonstrated the Maori elimination method, "Humph, as a famous detective, I have already solved this case. The criminal must be you - Furuya Rei!"

Hahahaha - even though the slap in the face came so fast like a tornado, this scene was really funny!

Think about it, Sir An and I were sitting together, and it was impossible to tell who Uncle Maori was pointing at with his finger from a distance.

Among us, the real Rei Furutani is probably the one next to me.

All in all, it’s a very interesting scene!

"Puha——" I couldn't help but laugh softly. Although I quickly suppressed it, it was still heard in the extremely quiet situation when Uncle Maori just revealed the "murderer".

He immediately frowned, "Hey, what's so funny!"

I waved my hands and said dryly, "No... I don't know why, but I always feel like laughing when I hear this."

"No matter what, you are the criminal! Ms. Keiko also said that she witnessed the end of your crime with her own eyes, and your gloves are the evidence that you carried them with you to avoid leaving fingerprints!" Uncle Maori analyzed confidently.

Before I could say anything, Conan said, "Oh, that's weird. If Fūya-san wanted to commit a crime, why didn't he lock the door and even leave it wide open?"

"It must have been a crime of passion. He had an argument with Mr. Rokujo and acted on impulse, so he did this, right?"

"But this is also very strange, because there was no weapon at the scene, right?" Conan poked a finger on his chin and looked at Uncle Maori with his big eyes.

Uncle Maori also showed his classic impatient expression, "Ha, that thing must have been hidden. While Ms. Keiko is calling us, we can definitely find it by searching around here. Oh, and it's on him too. Maybe he didn't have time to deal with the weapon and hid the evidence on himself!"

After hearing this, out of caution and trust in the detective's reputation, Inspector Megure quickly sent people to search every corner of the dressing room and outside the dressing room window in more detail.

Of course, there is also the indispensable——

"Excuse me, Fūya-kun, could you please cooperate with our search?"

I stood up with some embarrassment and said innocently, "I'm really not a criminal."'

Don’t be fooled by my calm appearance, I was actually very panicked inside!

Because I do have a knife on me. Ever since I learned a lot from Old Sentou, I always carry multiple scalpels with me in this dangerous world!

Even if the test shows that it is not a weapon, I will still be suspected if someone finds me carrying such a dangerous item.

Seeing that I seemed to be trying to avoid the body search, Uncle Maori was more certain of his judgment, "It must be you, otherwise why didn't you let the police search you?"

I sighed softly. Early spring clothes are still a little thick, and I will have to take off some clothes for the body search.

Spreading my hands, I said, "I'm just not used to such close contact with strangers. I'm not trying to avoid it. But... if I have to be searched, it would be too nervous to take off my clothes in front of the police officer. Can Amuro-kun help me?"

As I said this, I turned around and lowered my head, looking at Sir An sitting in his seat. The light from above was shining on my back, but in front of me, only a shadow was cast on Sir An. He raised his head slightly, and his gloomy expression revealed a hint of emotion in front of me.

Sir An in the darkness...

It’s getting darker!