Chapter 14



Chapter 14

After the death of the deceased, the air conditioner in the deceased's room can be turned on and off at any time. Now it seems that only Kyoko Ichikawa, who has the key to the deceased's room, can do it. If you only look at it this way, Kyoko Ichikawa's suspicion has increased.

But is it really that simple? Would someone really go around in circles to create clues and point the evidence to themselves after committing murder?

How do we explain the other doubts? Why is there a record of a call with Ichikawa in the deceased's phone?

Kyoko Ichikawa was still quietly regretting that she should not have stayed home today. She had originally planned to go out for a stroll at noon, but she did not go out in order to water the potted plants for the deceased.

At this moment, Yi Dahang looked at her thoughtfully, and she suddenly reacted. Her face turned pale with fright, and she asked tremblingly:

"Yes, when I received Yuko's call, she should have been dead. Could it be that... Yuko died unwillingly..."

"Don't scare yourself. It should be just a recording or something like that." Yi Dahang explained, and then thought: "Besides, the call should have been made by the murderer. The deceased's phone was not lost, so he might have stayed at the scene at that time."

"That is to say, the alibis of the three suspects are actually invalid." Maori Kogoro had already reacted by this time. Then, he probably recalled some unpleasant experience, frowned, and immediately turned his head to look at Hoshikawa Kazuaki who was sitting not far away and thinking with his head down, and said in a bad tone:

"Hey, Xingchuan, you suddenly came to my office and asked me to investigate an attempted murder and poisoning case. The excuse you used was so ridiculous. Could it be that you killed the person and used me to forge an alibi to get away with it?"

"Of course not. I definitely didn't kill anyone, and I do need a Maori detective to help me investigate the poisoning."

Hoshikawa Kazuaki came back to his senses, and the corners of his slightly narrow eyes still had a sharpness that had not yet disappeared because he was too absorbed in his thoughts.

Date Kou also came over and said, "Regarding this, I have asked the responsible colleague to inspect Xingchuan's lunch, and asked the relevant colleagues to help restore the faulty computer. The results will be out soon."

He looked at Xingchuan and Ming again, and warned them with dissatisfaction: "If you encounter such a thing again in the future, you should call the police immediately, and don't always think about handling it yourself."

Xingchuan and Ming felt bitter. They had taken all precautions, but the police still intervened in the matter. Fortunately, they had secretly wiped off the last trace of blood found by Conan, so no one should know that they had been poisoned.

He was more concerned about something else.

Taking advantage of the fact that he was the only one who could read the comic book, he opened it again and aligned the copy page with Date Kou's position. Copy 1, which was already marked as "completed", still had no reaction at this time, while the other three copy labels flashed with light again.

Xingchuan and Ming were well prepared this time. They caught the clear moment of the flash and vaguely saw a few familiar names on the labels.

Looking at Ida Kou's receding back, he was thinking, is it true that each dungeon mission corresponds to a member of the police academy team? I have already saved Ida Kou, and it seems that I need to save the other three people in succession, and I can also get the other three vests of the dungeon reward accordingly.

The copy mission itself was set up by the comic book to better assist me in completing the performance mission. In other words, if I want to perform perfectly in the world of science, I need the cooperation of the other three vests.

Since it is a performance, it definitely requires cooperation from others, so is there anyone more suitable than another self?

It seems that we need to put the task arrangement on the agenda.

On the other side, Conan Edogawa was staring at the notepad on the deceased's desk at the crime scene.

The paper used in the notepad was of a very alternative girlish style, and the familiar pattern made Conan feel like he had seen it before. He couldn't help but reach out and flip forward, and then suddenly stopped when he saw a row of obvious torn marks.

"It can't be such a coincidence, right? Could it be that the deceased Kobayashi Yuko was the hater who wrote the abusive letter to Hoshikawa-senpai?"

Conan took advantage of his short stature, picked up the notepad and ran out of the crime scene, went to Xingchuan and Ming's bedroom and searched around, and soon found the abusive letter. After comparing the tear marks, Conan finally confirmed that the person who wrote such a vicious letter with malicious intent was actually the neighbor who lived next door to Xingchuan and Ming!

It was almost impossible for him to imagine how that woman could curse in her heart, write letters that were like mental violence, and at the same time greet Xingchuan and Ming with a smile every day!

Conan ran to Xingchuan Heming, wanting to ask him if he knew what his neighbor had done to him. But looking at Xingchuan Heming's innocent and tired eyes, he was so confused that he didn't know how to say it. In the end, Xingchuan Heming took the initiative to ask:

"What's wrong, little detective? Is there something you haven't figured out yet?"

Conan was about to nod, but when he realized what the other party said, his heart skipped a beat. He quickly said in a cute way, "Ahaha, what is Xingchuan brother saying? I don't understand. I just want to ask, what kind of person is that dead sister?"

Hoshikawa Kazuaki didn't want to scare the little detective away so quickly, so he smiled and said, "Ms. Kobayashi? Actually, I'm not very familiar with her. I just know that she is a serious worker, very friendly to customers, and the Japanese confectionery she makes is also very delicious. By the way, the Japanese confectionery I ate at noon today was made by her in the store..."

When Xingchuan and Ming said this, the smiles on their faces suddenly froze.

How could it be such a coincidence?

I got food poisoning at noon today, and the pastry chef who sold me Japanese sweets was murdered at noon today, making me a suspect... Are there really such coincidences in the world?

Who is the murderer? What is his purpose?

Wait, is the murderer in these two cases really the same person?

Why do I always feel that there is something wrong with the murderer's actions?

However, before he could figure it out, someone nearby muttered to himself:

"Strange, why do I still feel like there's something wrong?" The person who spoke was actually Date Ko.

Xingchuan and Ming were so absorbed in their thoughts that they thought that Date Kou had the same idea as them, so they quickly asked, "Officer Date, do you think so too?"

"Hmm?" Date Kou was also surprised that it was Hoshikawa Kazuaki who answered the question, but he still replied: "Ah, I always feel like something is missing."

Perhaps the atmosphere of reasoning was too intense, Conan also began to think: "Strange, but why do I feel like there is something extra?"

At this time, Xingchuan and Ming were also thinking that they were poisoned at around noon, and Kobayashi Yuko next door was also killed after that. If this was another daily trap set by the comic book, then similar to the last time they were tricked, would there also be a scapegoat this time?

Who will be so unlucky this time?

Date Kou stroked his chin, looking around the crime scene while thinking; Conan paced, analyzing while staring into the air in a daze.

Suddenly, Date Kou looked at the air conditioner at the crime scene and stood there in a daze as if he had realized something. Conan also stared at the scene outside the window, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. The two said in unison: "Remote control!"

Xingchuan and Ming's eyes lit up when they heard this, and an idea suddenly came to their mind. No wonder the two things happened so unnaturally, it turned out that the man was controlling the murderer like a remote control!

Then, Xingchuan and Ming seemed to suddenly wake up and finally remembered the strange thing in their previous conversation.

He raised his head and looked at Date Kou who was studying the air-conditioning panel, and then looked at Conan who was studying the department store outside the corridor window, his face full of disbelief.

They are obviously thinking about different problems. It's already so confusing. How can the three of them still think in the same way?

Xingchuan and Mingjian saw that Conan seemed to have finally figured it out, and turned around and ran to his room. He was a little curious about what Conan had figured out, so he walked to the corner of the corridor where Conan had just stood and looked out the window.

I saw the electronic display screen in the department store opposite was scrolling with news that new cosmetics would be released tonight, and the column for promotional time below read "This notice starts at 3:00 p.m. and ends at 4:00 p.m."

There was a telephone pole opposite the window sill, on which a small mirror was installed. From here, the opposite side of the mirror was the window of the deceased's room.

"Could this be..." Xingchuan and Ming Zhen took a step back in shock, looked at the place where they had just stood, and suddenly understood how the murderer did it.

At the crime scene across from him, Date Kou got the information he wanted, turned around and said to Takagi Wataru beside him, "Come with me to find where the air conditioner remote control is."

However, before Takagi Wataru could respond, Conan had already run out of Hoshikawa and Akira's room, raised the remote control in his handkerchief, looked around, and found Mouri Kogoro sitting at the table in the living room.

He ran over quickly and held the remote control in front of him, saying, "Uncle Mori, this is what you are looking for." Then, while Kogoro Mori was wondering when he had said he wanted to find the remote control, he dodged behind him, opened his watch, aimed, and shot a needle at him.

Maori Kogoro was studying the Japanese confectionery on the dead man's table. Just as he was fooled by Conan, he felt a familiar pain in his neck, followed by a surge of sleepiness. He thought helplessly, "Why is it here again?" He felt his hands and feet go limp and he couldn't stand steadily. Then he found a chair and fell asleep.

Conan quickly hid under the table and adjusted the voice changer, and at this time Mouri Kogoro's iconic move also attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone's eyes lit up immediately.

"This classic sleeping posture... Detective Maori, do you already know who the criminal is?"

The author has something to say:

These two chapters have laid out all the clues of this case. Let's guess together, who is the murderer and what method did he use to forge an alibi?

I really put a lot of thought into designing this case. It was so boring. And for the protagonist, this is not just a simple murder case...


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