Chapter 3374 3386 [Lying Detective]
To prove her point, Shimoda Chika wiped away her tears and explained in detail: "When the three of us left, Takai was the only one in the room. I even locked the door when I left. Besides Takai's key, I was the only one with a spare key.
"Furthermore, Gao Jing's bedroom was far from the entrance. After being drunk, he couldn't have heard the doorbell or knocks, so it was impossible for him to open the door for others... He was alone in a locked room, and then he jumped down and died. What else could it be but suicide?"
Jiang Xia didn't hesitate for a second before answering the question: "It could also be a murder in a closed room."
Shimoda Chika choked: "..."
...Where on earth did this group of people come from?! How are they talking?!
Jiang Xia picked up the old flip phone that fell from the sky and found that not only was it not broken, but it could still be turned on and all its functions were still normal.
After a quick look, he confirmed with Shimoda Chika, "This phone belongs to your boyfriend, right? Judging from the call logs, he was talking to someone named 'Kawakase-sho' when he fell."
"Also, five minutes before that, he read an email from a man named 'Nakamachi Tatsuya'—do you know these two people?"
Shimoda Chika nodded and said, "We just had a dinner with four people. Kawakami and Nakamachi are the colleagues who just had dinner with me and Takai."
Hattori Heiji remembered something and stared at her suspiciously. "Come to think of it, it was pitch dark and you were standing downstairs taking pictures upwards—what were you taking pictures of?"
Shimoda Chika hesitated and said, "It's nothing..."
Jiang Xia closed his phone, found a bag and put the phone inside. He said to Shimoda Chika, "The police should be here soon. Call your two colleagues first. If this isn't suicide or an accident, but a murder, then the murderer of your boyfriend is most likely one of you three."
Hattori Heiji glanced at Judy next to him: "..." No, there should be 4.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Jiang Xia suddenly looking at him again.
"!" The two sides looked at each other, and Hattori Heiji instinctively jumped and asked alertly, "What are you doing? You don't know who the murderer is, do you?"
"I can guess a little bit." Jiang Xia said, and before Conan frantically took out the noise-isolating earmuffs, he said:
"But as a serious detective, we shouldn't jump to conclusions without sufficient evidence. Compared to this, why are you and Conan with Teacher Judy? You probably don't have much in common."
Judy was clearly the most relaxed about this question.
She quickly stood next to Jiang Xia and distanced herself from the situation: "Yeah, I'm surprised too. These two cute kids actually came to play with me on their own initiative. Oh! Is this the hospitality of Osaka people?"
Hattori Heiji: "..." Who is the cute kid! And it seems that you are not very familiar with the characteristics of Osaka, but you are pretending not to know my Osaka dialect!
Although he really wanted to refute loudly like this, when he saw Jiang Xia next to him, Hattori Heiji had to swallow his words silently.
Letting Jiang Xia face the Black Organization is too dangerous no matter how you look at it - some things can be handled quickly, but other cases, if handled too quickly, may very likely bring danger.
In order to hide his and Conan's true purpose, he could only rationalize his visit to Judy.
Thinking of this, Hattori Heiji took a deep breath, forced a friendly smile, and began to make up a story: "I happened to have some free time recently, so I came to play with this kid."
He pushed Conan's head and said, "Then this guy started bragging about meeting a foreign teacher and how his English improved rapidly. I was a little curious, so I came with him to take a look."
Jiang Xia nodded, not knowing whether he believed it or not.
...I guess I believed it.
Hattori Heiji was feeling very nervous, hoping he could get away with it.
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At the same time, in a coffee shop in the distance.
After Jiang Xia called the police, he called Mao Lilan and generously started a voice version of the live broadcast for this off-site detective who did not want to show up.
Ran Mouri took out her headphones and put them on, listening carefully. When she heard this, her eyes became sharp: Hattori is lying!
"I remember reading Kazuha's blog recently. She was planning to go shopping with Hattori Heiji... Calculating the time, I'm afraid Hattori stood her up."
"In other words, the excuse of 'I just happened to have some free time so I came to Tokyo' is absolutely a lie - Hattori must have come here for another reason."
And that reason...could it be a date with Teacher Judy?
Thinking of the scene of two, no, three people walking out of the apartment together, Mao Li Ran took a deep breath and closed her eyes, unable to bear to look at it.
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The strange atmosphere didn't last long before it was broken by a burst of sirens.
——Inspector Megure rushed over with his subordinates and quickly got down to work on his cleanup.
After hearing the whole story, he immediately cast a suspicious look at Shimoda Chika, whose eyes were red from crying. "I heard that before the deceased fell from the building, you were filming from upstairs. What were you trying to film? - You didn't want to capture the moment the body fell, did you?"
"Why would I film that kind of thing!" Chika Shimoda, who came to Tokyo from the countryside and finally stayed in the big city to work, wiped away her tears. She felt that the thinking of this group of people, from neighbors to the police, was too terrible.
——Why is it that a case that looks like a suicide or an accident, in their eyes, seems like there are countless murderers hiding?
She originally didn't want to tell the reason why she took the photo, but now she had to say it. Shimoda Chika whispered, "I actually wanted to take a picture of where my boyfriend lives and show it off to my friends..."
Although the word "vanity" is not pleasant, it is nothing compared to a serious crime like murder.
As she spoke, she couldn't help but feel sad again: "I wanted to go downstairs to take a picture and then go back to the house to take care of him, but when I lowered my head to check the camera, someone suddenly fell on me."
"I thought it was some unlucky neighbor, but when I got closer, it turned out to be my boyfriend. I, I..."
She took out her handkerchief, covered her face with it, and burst into tears.
"Uh, don't cry first." Inspector Megure rarely encounters suspects with such unstable emotions, and he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.
He scratched his hat and asked, a little puzzled, "You left the building around 5:00 p.m., but the deceased fell around 6:00 p.m. — were you here taking pictures for over an hour?"
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