Chapter 2775 2787 [Juvenile Offender Jiang Xia] Ask for monthly ticket ()
Mao Lilan's focus was on another thing: "I didn't expect that Chinatown was so far away, and it was actually in Kanagawa Prefecture..."
When Jiang Xia got off the car, she paid the fare, but she didn't pay attention to how much it cost. If she had known this, she should have asked her father to drive them here. The fare she saved would have been enough to buy two more meals.
Next to them, the police from Kanagawa Prefecture didn't hear what the high school students were discussing. As a group of independent police officers who usually don't have so many detective brothers to assist them, they were already busy in an orderly manner.
After a skilled performance, the police officer trotted back and told Inspector Yokomizo, "The deceased's name is Kawabata Shiro, he was 46 years old, and his current occupation was a film producer. According to preliminary judgment, his cause of death was asphyxiation caused by cyanide poisoning."
"Cyanide?" Inspector Yokomizo clicked his tongue. "It's either cyanide, arsenic, or caustic soda... Where on earth did this group of murderers get so many poisons recently?"
Jiang Xia: "..." Arsenic and sodium hydroxide? These two toxins are not so common in Tokyo. Is it possible that the criminal activities in Kanagawa Prefecture are unique?
He felt his pocket, eager to give his business card to the group of policemen in front of him.
Next to him, Conan was also thinking about this question: "..." Although there is no evidence, the Black Organization must be one of the sources of the toxin... We should quickly defeat them to prevent these guys from continuing to cause trouble!
At the same time, Vodka, who was hiding upstairs, nodded in agreement: "..." In other words, who is supplying them with poison? This kind of guy who helps the evil should be dragged into the oil pan! ——He didn't know anything else, anyway, those bastards in the organization who made mistakes and caused the cyanide to leak out have been sent to see God by Brother Gin.
Inspector Yokomizo had no idea that his casual complaint had aroused so much resonance. He was still focusing on the case in front of him: "Since the death was caused by poisoning, what did the deceased eat before he died?"
"Well..." The young police officer glanced at the people in the restaurant, "According to the eyewitness, the waiter who was in charge of serving the food, the last thing the deceased ate was a Peking duck roll. He said that not long after the deceased ate the roll, he fell on the table with a look of pain on his face."
Inspector Yokomizo took one look at the juicy, plump roast duck, and then remembered that he had come to work hungry, and couldn't help muttering, "This guy is lucky to have Peking duck as his last dinner."
"..." The subordinates have become accustomed to the occasional failure of this inspector to grasp the key points - based on this point alone, the fierce inspector Yokomizo with a flat head and the confused coral-headed inspector Yokomizo in Izu are actually quite similar, worthy of being a pair of twins.
The subordinate pretended that he had not thought about anything and continued to talk about the key points as if nothing had happened: "It's just that no toxic reaction was detected in the Peking duck. In addition, the waiter who served the food did not carry any cyanide.
"That is, we believe that the victim's hands were already exposed to a lethal amount of potassium cyanide before he grabbed the Peking duck wrap."
"I see." Inspector Yokomizo understood and turned to look at the large group of people sitting at the table. "It seems that the murderer who poisoned the deceased is among the diners at the same table."
He turned around and strode to the crowd: "Tell me about your relationship with the deceased."
Facing his extremely oppressive gaze and looking up at his extremely oppressive height, the assistant director even stuttered:
"I, we are from the same crew. The movie we are working on is going to start shooting soon, but a few days ago, the heroine we had scheduled suddenly broke her bones in a car accident. So we discussed how to solve this problem while eating."
The director nodded: "We all think that instead of replacing the actors, it is better to stop filming, but Kawabata..." He pointed to the body lying on the table, "He doesn't think so. He insists on finishing the movie."
The screenwriter continued, "Just now when we were discussing, those high school students suddenly came to the store and had a small conflict with the front desk. Kawabata felt that the girl with long black hair was very suitable for the image of the heroine, so he invited them to come and share the table with us."
"So that's how it is." Inspector Yokomizo's eyes swept back and forth among the people. He was still a little concerned. He stared at the familiar face among them and asked Jiang Xia, "Have I seen you somewhere before?"
Suzuki Sonoko: “?” This is a terrible yet classic way of starting a conversation. As expected, this guy from Kanagawa Prefecture also likes Jiang Xia's ability to solve cases.
She cleared her throat and was about to speak, but at this moment, Inspector Yokomizo stared at Jiang Xia's pocket and asked suspiciously, "You don't have a criminal record of smoking or beating people, do you?"
Conan remembered the baton and lighter that Jiang Xia carried with him: "!"
Vodka: “!!” Yes, yes, yes! Quick, take him back to the police station, and then I will immediately call the silencing squad to cooperate with you to nip this dangerous juvenile delinquent in the bud!
In his mind, a wonderful vision slowly unfolded.
However, at this moment, a voice came, Conan said in his innocent voice: "Uncle police, you don't watch TV usually. Brother Jiang Xia is a famous detective who has arrested many criminals. The baton he carries is not for beating people, but for parrying. Many criminals carry such long machetes with them, and you police are always late. If it weren't for this baton, he would have died heroically long ago."
Vodka: “…”
It turns out that raising children has this kind of use. Many people think that children will not lie, and the words spoken by an innocent child with a voice full of admiration are obviously more contagious - Sure enough, as soon as Conan finished speaking, Inspector Yokomizo's suspicious eyes relaxed.
"Cunning Uzo, how many layers of defense has he put on himself?" Vodka gritted his teeth angrily, "If we want to make him stumble, we must first cut off that hateful little minions... But of course I can't do this kind of thing, it would be best if a righteous man fell from the sky."
For example, the policeman downstairs who looks honest is very good.
However, soon, seeing his expectant eyes, Inspector Yokomizo seemed to remember something.
The fierce-looking man hissed, "Detective...it's you."
——Last time, the twin brothers had a rare dinner together. Inspector Yokomizo originally wanted to share some tips with his disappointing brother, but in the end, he heard the other party talk about a lot of legendary stories of high school detectives solving cases. And his brother actually envied Tokyo's Inspector Megure for having a good brother like Jiang Xia...
(End of this chapter)
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