Chapter 2671-2683 [FBI Exposed]
After checking here, we soon arrived at box No. 3.
"This is Brother Jiang Xia's box." Inspector Megure suddenly remembered this and immediately felt that there was no need to investigate here.
However, it was not appropriate to skip this room because everyone was watching, so he had no choice but to lead people into the room and search it exactly as he had done before.
The usual practice is to order a playlist, a microphone, and drink cups... but since there are many people in this box, an extra pair of maracas were provided to enhance the atmosphere - Suzuki Sonoko had been shaking them wildly just now, trying to cover up Conan's singing, but unfortunately, the plan failed miserably.
"Maracas..." Inspector Megure first looked at them suspiciously, then remembered that although this thing looked heavy, it was actually just a fragile musical instrument.
So he didn't look at it any more, passed by the secretly nervous Hashimoto Maya, and went to box No. 4.
Box No. 4 is the room of the two muscular couple.
The table here is a little messy. In addition to the common things, there are also a lot of snacks and a half-liter bottle of drink on the table.
"Why do you want to sing tonight?" Hearing the police's question, the sturdy man looked puzzled. "I came here to sing after working out. What's wrong with that?"
"Hmm?" Officer Gao Mu suddenly realized something. He picked up the bottle of drink on the table and said in surprise, "Isn't this the carbonated drink that just came on the market? I set an alarm to buy it this morning, but it was sold out when I got there."
Inspector Megure looked at the slacking subordinate with a twitching eye: "..." What does this have to do with solving the case? What, you want to take advantage of the chaos to take a bite? ...Wait, didn't you say you had a stomachache this morning and left your post without permission? So you went out to buy a drink? ?
A boss secretly made a note of the subordinate who let the secret slip.
The burly man at the side started chatting with Officer Takagi: "Yes, it's the newest model. After we bought it, we saved it for karaoke, hoping to double our happiness - but who knew it would be so unpalatable! So we only took a sip and threw it aside."
"It tastes terrible?" When Officer Takagi heard this, the discomfort of not being able to buy the latest drink was slightly relieved.
——Of course, he didn’t want to drink it himself, but he heard Officer Sato mention this drink during a conversation, so he wanted to buy it for his colleague.
"Now it seems that I'm lucky I didn't buy it. Otherwise, it would be heartbreaking if Officer Sato took only one sip and threw the drink aside." Officer Takagi muttered in his heart, "And if Officer Sato drank it abruptly in order not to disappoint his colleague, and then quietly lowered his favorability towards me because the drink was too unpalatable... wouldn't that be even more uncomfortable?"
After secretly rejoicing for a while, Officer Takagi raised his head again and belatedly noticed the vague gaze from his superior.
"!" Gao Muwa was startled and turned to Jiang Xia to make small talk, "Mr. Jiang Xia, do you think this bottle of drink could be a murder weapon?"
Jiang Xia looked at this extra-staff policeman who was pretending to be working hard, and tolerantly chatted with him: "Of course there is. As long as it is frozen, it can become an ice hammer that is easy to carry - but unfortunately, it seems that there is no sign of being frozen at present, so the murder weapon should be something else."
"I see!" Officer Takagi showed 120% enthusiasm, "That's no problem, let's continue to search the next one!"
"What next room? This is the last one!" Inspector Megure couldn't stand it anymore and punched him on the head, "Stop slacking off and work hard!"
…
The police searched all the private rooms, corridors, and restrooms in this small KTV from top to bottom, but they still couldn't find the murder weapon.
Even if one or two blunt instruments that could serve as murder weapons were found occasionally, upon inspection, no blood stains were found on them - obviously, these were not the objects used to smash the victim's head and cause bleeding.
Inspector Megure sighed in worry. At this moment, his cell phone suddenly vibrated and a call came in.
The person who called was the young police officer who had just gone to develop the photos: "Officer, the photos... are out! The pictures on them... are a little strange."
The bursts of electric noise mixed in with the sentences made the already troubled Inspector Megure even more headache. He couldn't help but interrupt the report from the other side: "Where did you go to develop the photos? Why is there so much noise?... What did you say? Speak louder, I can't hear you clearly!"
He paced back and forth somewhat impatiently, and as he walked, he could suddenly hear clearly.
"…That's really strange. Is it a problem on my end?" Inspector Megure scratched his head in confusion. He felt as if he understood. "That's right. This KTV doesn't even have a window. It's normal that the signal is poor."
"?" The front desk suddenly took the blame, and he couldn't help but mutter, "The signal in the box is indeed average, but the signal in the corridor is obviously very good - it must be your own phone's problem."
The two people who were talking complained a few words each and didn't take the matter to heart.
However, the speaker may not have intended it, but the listener took it to heart. Suddenly, two pairs of eyes looked towards them.
Hashimoto Maya and Conan's thoughts were briefly synchronized: there are many reasons that can interfere with the signal, and it is not uncommon for the signal to be restored by walking a few more steps... But just now when Inspector Megure was pacing, he was clearly walking deeper into the corridor, so why did his cell phone signal get better?
Thinking more carefully, the police captain was standing next to them when he answered the phone.
Could it be that...
A thought suddenly popped up in their minds, causing the two people, one big and one small, who were full of secrets, to break out in cold sweats: Could it be that one of them was bugged? !
"Inspector!" Conan quickly reviewed the situation in his mind, wondering if he had said anything he shouldn't have said, while tugging at Inspector Megure's trouser leg, trying to take advantage of this new discovery.
He first quickly checked himself and found nothing. Conan lowered his voice and said to Inspector Megure: "The signal interference just now may be because someone has been bugged. Don't make a sound..."
"A bug?!" Inspector Megure exclaimed, "Where is it? Who installed it for you?"
Conan: “…”
Others in the store: “?!”
Two FBI agents eavesdropping on the street: "..."
"..." Conan silently swallowed the words "Don't tell anyone" and deeply reflected on his wrong perception of the reliability of the police.
——If God could give him another chance to start over, he would definitely tell Jiang Xia about this first, instead of telling the sieve-like Inspector Megure... However, things have come to this point, and regret is meaningless.
Conan: “…” Let’s first check whether the interference signal is a bug, and then make plans for the next step.
(End of this chapter)
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