Ryoumiya Heshu was speechless, but when he saw a bunch of his police colleagues standing up reflexively, he knew that this dinner would probably have to be postponed again.
Fortunately, he himself does not need to eat, so he can eat or not eat the Five Tigers Retreat, a deity of mourning.
It's just that other people don't seem to think so.
Sato Miwako was about to leave after taking her ID, but she paused and turned back and said, "I'll go check with Officers Matsuda and Takagi first. Officer Mizukami, you still have the child with you, so you should stay here and eat something to fill your stomach."
...Does no one remember that he is the highest-ranking police officer here?
Two female police officers from the traffic department stood up, then sat down again when they felt they had nothing to do. They said, "Officer Shuishang, there are some desserts here. Do you and Tuijiang want to fill your stomach first?"
Ryoumiya Kazuki rubbed Wuhutui's soft white hair and said, "Tui, stay here and have some dessert with the aunts. I'll go out and take a look."
"Auntie——!" Yumi Miyamoto cried out.
The man with a pale face looked over with a serious and puzzled expression.
She said awkwardly, "No, it's okay, it's just Auntie."
Miike Naoko calmly glanced at her usually cheerful friend, and waved to Wuhu Tui: "Come over here, what kind of jam do you like? The baked cookies in this shop are pretty good."
Wuhu Tui: ...Although, he is actually several hundred years old.
It does feel a bit weird to call a twenty-something human being "Auntie".
Ryoumiya and Shu walked out. There were quite a few people standing in the wide corridor. In addition to the few people who showed their police IDs, there were also a lot of people gathered around watching the excitement. The junior high school students who were playing tennis were also there, and they looked worried.
Ryoumiya Kazuki immediately spotted the man in black standing behind the crowd and peeking his head out stealthily. Unlike the curious onlookers next to him, his face was full of impatience and frustration, and his hand was unconsciously pinching his cheek.
That spider tattoo on the wrist... Suzumiya Kazuki narrowed his eyes, feeling like he got something.
But thank God for those who didn't see the curse return to the set.
——At least it’s not a fantasy blockbuster about cursing spirits and killing people.
Suzumiya Kazuki took out his police ID from his pocket, walked around the noisy crowd, approached Matsuda Jinpei, and whispered, "What's the situation now?"
Jinpei Matsuda was wearing sunglasses indoors, so his entire face could not be seen. His nonchalant demeanor made people doubt whether he was really a detective.
But after all, Shui Shangche still held the title of police inspector, so he answered his superior honestly: "This hotel will no longer accept guests after 6pm, and the cable car will also be closed. It may take quite some time for the staff responsible for opening the cable car to notify everyone to return to their posts."
"Plus, the snowstorm picked up tonight, and the signal was a bit bad. I guess the responsible police station will not be able to send personnel here tonight. We can only start with the most basic identity check, and the rest will have to wait until tomorrow morning for the professionals to come."
Ryoumiya Kazuki looked into the room.
Because there were no forensic police officers specifically in charge of the on-site search, in addition to the knowledgeable Takagi Wataru and Sato Miwako, there were also Mouri Kogoro and Edogawa Conan wandering around in the room. Mouri Ran was standing at the door watching with a worried look on her face, holding her cell phone.
Okay...no one thinks it's weird to let children and high school girls watch a murder scene anymore.
"I'll go to the room to get some disposable gloves first." Suzumiya Kazuki said, and just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard Mouri Kogoro calling.
"I have roughly locked down the suspect's area! Where are the people in rooms A105, A106, and A109?"
Suzumiya Kazuki paused and said hesitantly, "I seem to be in A105?"
There were too many onlookers, and the paper door used for identification was open, so he did not realize that the deceased was from the room next to his.
This hot spring hotel uses the most original Japanese decoration, namely wooden floors and sliding paper doors. There is also a glass door inside the paper door for protection, but in terms of safety, there is actually no guarantee.
Standing at one end of the corridor and looking towards the other, the paper doors of different colors connected together give it a different flavor. The store owner must have thought that nothing would happen under the premise of surveillance and personnel management, so he has been lucky enough to get away with it.
When he heard that a murder had occurred in the store, he pulled out the surveillance and tourist level records in a cold sweat, and the despair in his eyes was about to overflow.
For a hotel that relies on tourism as its selling point, not to mention how much of an impact it will have on future customer traffic, just the room where someone died will make it impossible for it to receive guests again.
Matsuda Jinpei was stunned when he heard his words: "Should we listen to what Mr. Mori has to say first?"
Suzumiya Kazuki gave up the idea of going back to get the gloves and walked straight to Edogawa Conan, who was standing in front of a suitcase with a frown on his face, and whispered, "Conan-kun, we meet again at the crime scene. Have you found any clues?"
"Ah-" A certain mini high school detective seemed to be so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't even notice someone approaching. Suddenly he heard Mizukami Chetsuya's voice and almost jumped up.
But soon, he lowered his head and smiled awkwardly, saying in a childish voice: "I'm just learning Uncle Maori's method of solving cases."
"Ahem, is that so?" Ryomiya Kazuki chuckled, "Can the cause of death be determined?"
Conan Edogawa answered reflexively: "The body was stabbed in the chest, and there was blood stains around the mouth. It may have been stabbed in the lung, causing heavy bleeding."
"Is that so?" Suzumiya Kazuki said meaningfully, "Sure enough, in the last case, I thought Conan was a very smart kid. Now it seems that Detective Maori Kogoro has taught you a lot."
"Uh...it was shown on TV!" Edogawa Conan quickly changed the subject and pointed at the suitcase in front of him, "Mizukami Officer, there is a combination lock here."
"Let's talk about it later. Let me see what the sleeping Kogoro can infer." Suzumiya Kazuki straightened up and walked to the tenant who was brought over with a confused look on his face.
Conan Edogawa looked at his uncle who looked so confident and felt a little panicked for some reason.
At this time, the crowd had been evacuated, and those who stayed were all - acquaintances.
Kazuki Mizukami in A105, Yuji Itadori in A106, and Osamu Dazai who just booked a room in A109.
The corners of Suzumiya Kazuki's mouth twitched as he looked at Mouri Kogoro who had straightened his collar and was ready to start reasoning.
Are you serious? This three-choice option doesn't seem reliable at first glance, right?
He was a little curious about how Kogoro Mouri would reason among the protagonists and him, a spectator.
First, Takagi Wataru sorted out the information currently discovered.
"The deceased's name is Yoshioka Yota, 35 years old, a manager in charge of purchasing for the Suzuki Group. Witnesses saw him as a waiter delivering food at around 5pm this afternoon, so he died around 4:30pm. The murder weapon has not been found in the room. The deceased wrote a death message 'a10' in blood beside the bed. Mr. Maori deduced that this was the room number the deceased identified as the murderer."
The room number is A107. Next to it are A105 and A109, and opposite is A106. The other rooms on the first floor are empty except for the boss's family.
Maori Kogoro nodded, looking serious: "Except for the surveillance on the first floor, the surveillance on other floors can be detected. We have asked the boss to check it. At the time of the incident, the people on other floors did not find any suspicious behavior, nor did they use the elevator or stairs to go to the first floor. In addition to the death message, the suspect is indeed one of you!"
He shouted, "Aren't the people from A105 here yet?! Are you feeling guilty?"
Suzumiya Kazuki: "...Mr. Mori, I'm here."
Maori Kogoro turned around and laughed, "Mizukami Officer, of course I know you are here. After all, we discussed our destination on the way. I have to say that the lunch box made by your companion is really delicious."
"I'm the resident of A105." Suzumiya Kazuki forced a smile and whispered like a devil, "One of the suspects."
Kogoro Mori's smile froze.
"I-Is that so..."
Mouri Ran and Edogawa Conan looked at him with dismay, and even the police were somewhat skeptical about whether Mouri Kogoro, who was not asleep now, was trustworthy.
Yuji Itadori pointed at himself in a somewhat distracted manner: "I'm a suspect? No way... I just came in not long ago."
After getting off the cable car, he and Fushiguro Megumi went their separate ways. They went to book a room, while he waited outside for Gojo Satoru.
No one knew what Gojo Satoru had gone out to investigate, but he waited for nearly twenty minutes before the unscrupulous teacher, who was grinning with amusement, showed up. After that, he was told that since the room numbers were not connected, he had to sleep on the first floor.
So, when Yuji Itadori was about to put his things down and go find his companions to finish his meal, the police knocked on his door and took him over before he could even sit down.
Dazai Osamu, who had a bandage on his face and looked frail, approached Yuji Itadori in a familiar manner and said enthusiastically, "What a coincidence. I just got here not long ago too."
Yuji Itadori: ...Is this worth being surprised about?
It is a good idea not to hit someone who smiles at you. Yuji Itadori still smiled awkwardly and said, "We are indeed destined to be together."
"When I first arrived, I seemed to see you and your friends taking the cable car. Are you here for tourism..."
"Yeah, I heard the hot springs here are famous."
Maori Kogoro stood aside and protested: "Hey, hey, listen to me first!"
Suzumiya Kazuki had no intention of paying any attention to the protagonists' trouble, but instead observed the details in the room.
The deceased has been covered with a white sheet, but red blood is still seeping out. There is indeed a blood-stained word that looks like "a10" on the right hand that has been circled, but the lower ends of the 1 and 0 are strangely stuck together, and it looks a bit like some crooked letters.
It seemed that he had just checked in today. Apart from the locked suitcase, the deceased, Yota Jigang, had not taken out any of his other personal belongings. It was indeed pitiful that he died inexplicably.
But...someone from the Suzuki Group?
Ryoumiya Kazuki had an inexplicable strange feeling in his heart, as if something was going to happen to him.
He narrowed his eyes, secretly opened the light screen and checked other tasks that the system had assigned to him.
Although it is called a world line, the fate of mankind is actually a complex network of relationships, woven together by minute cause and effect relationships. Any random action may lead to huge consequences, which is the so-called "a single move affects the entire body".
This is even more vividly reflected in the comprehensive world dominated by the Conan world. After all, the causes of many murders are very bizarre, such as the murderer smiling when he was sad, or stepping on a landmine when speaking... and he could be killed in a matter of minutes.
As everyone knows, in the Conan world, people who are presidents or have bad tempers, bad mouths, and low emotional intelligence basically cannot survive more than three episodes.
Ryomiya Kazuki looked through the subsequent changes in the matter of the vest at the winery that he had asked the system to handle, and he immediately had an idea in his mind. It seems that the man in black with tattoos on his hands is most likely the killer hired by the zoo organization to steal the gems. He is very brave to commit the crime in front of so many protagonists on the set.
Did he bribe the world consciousness with his energy? Why do all the scripts automatically go to him? He originally said that he would start the brewery plot under his pseudonym, and then let the thief Kid contact Conan to make a movie version. Now it seems that he can release some information a little earlier.
At this time, Maori Kogoro has already started to talk nonsense: "What is the name of that A109? Why do you bring so many bandages to visit hot spring attractions? Did you kill someone with the bandages on and then replace them with new ones? It seems that you have been prepared!"
"Well, this detective doesn't even remember my name? Can he really solve cases with such a bad memory?" Dazai Osamu wiped his eyes with pretended sadness, "These days, even if you're not feeling well, you can't wear a bandage. That's too strict."
Conan Edogawa stood in the corner, his lens reflecting slightly under the light. There were too few clues to use in this case, and no matter what he did, he could not find evidence directly through reasoning.
What's more, the death message was difficult to explain. Instead of searching only the first floor, it would be better to call the people on the second floor down for questioning. However, that would increase the workload a lot, and he didn't think anyone would listen if he went to tell the police himself.
But when Conan Edogawa saw that these three people looked like they did not know the deceased, he realized that even if the surveillance was broken, their companions could provide proof of their alibi.
Who killed Jigang Yangtai, and was the bloody word really written by the deceased?
It couldn't be an impromptu murder, right?
Conan Edogawa thought of the many love-hate cases he had solved in the past, hesitated for a moment, and finally kept this reason in his heart.
Kogoro Mouri seemed to feel that his reasoning was not only illogical, but also might hurt others, and he instantly became a little dejected.
He glanced at Mizukami Cheye, who was serious and occasionally lowered his head to cough lightly, and then looked at the pink-haired boy who was mumbling about not being able to catch dinner.
I was confused.
Why are these people so calm after learning that they have become murder suspects, and it seems like their appetite has not been affected at all?
Let's not talk about the kid in his family who even went up to the corpse to ask for confirmation. Why could Yuji Itadori, who looked young, so calmly comfort the young man next to him named Dazai Osamu, and why could the young man who looked so unserious so naturally come over and cry?
Finally, when he was about to give up, Matsuda Jinpei walked in with a frown on his face: "We found the murder weapon."
Everyone's eyes lit up.
"But," Matsuda Jinpei said solemnly, "the weapon is in A105, which is Officer Mizukami's room."
Author's words: Choose one of the three: the protagonist of this article, the protagonist of the curse, or the protagonist of the wild article
Maori Kogoro: ...
Conan Edogawa raised his bow-tied hand and slowly put it down.
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