But the more important thing now is to solve the locked room murder case.
Fujiwara Yuu re-observed his surroundings and noticed that the books on the desk were a complete set of novels. This seemed a bit strange, and Hattori Heiji said that he could hear the sound of a musical when he entered the room, and the volume was very loud.
He walked towards the door, and when he squatted down, he did not forget to put the key under the door lock. The gap was just enough for the key to pass through. It seems that the secret room method is to use
The musical, the books piled high on the desk, the keys, the warmth of the corpse.
Is that what happened? The murderer is——
winter!
The sound of something falling to the ground.
When Fujiwara Yu looked back, he found that Edogawa Conan had fallen straight to the ground. Everyone immediately surrounded him when they saw this scene. Maori Ran was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes. She felt even more guilty, thinking that she should have taken Conan to the hospital and not let him stay here.
Seeing this, Tsujimura Kimie hurried out and shouted:
"I'll go find a doctor..."
"Mrs. Tsujimura, please stay here." Fujiwara Yuu blocked her way and smiled, "You're one of the suspects. I'll handle this kind of thing... Hattori, you should be okay, right?"
Hattori Heiji was slightly taken aback when he was called out. He had clearly not yet figured out how to create a secret room. However, Takashi's attempt to stop Tsujimura Kimie from leaving did give him an idea. Previously, he had been concentrating on figuring out how to get the key from the outside into the victim's pocket. This preconceived notion limited his thinking, causing him to forget another possibility.
What if the key was in the victim's pocket from the beginning and this room was not a secret room for the murderer?
Hattori Heiji raised the corner of his mouth slightly, turned his baseball cap over, and said confidently:
"Well, leave it to me."
Fujiwara Yuu easily picked up the fainted Edogawa Conan and looked at the butler Koike Fumio, who should be more familiar with this family, and asked:
"Mr. Butler, please take me to a guest room and bring me the medicine box."
"OK."
"Mr. Takashi, do you want me to help you?" asked Ran Mouri.
"If you're worried, Ms. Maori, you can go to a nearby clinic to see a doctor. I saw a private clinic at the corner of the street when I was driving here."
"Okay, I'll go right away!"
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