These words are full of flags.
Takagi Wataru always felt that if he said anything more, he would hurt this senior who looked very fragile, so he kept his mouth shut and drove obediently. However, Mizukami Che would occasionally ask him about some things in his life in a gentle tone, which frightened him and made him feel like he was receiving a loving greeting from his homeroom teacher.
"Ahem, so, Takagi-kun is already 28 now?" Mizukami Che said in a slightly hoarse voice with a slightly teasing smile, "Do you need me to introduce you to your other half?"
Takagi Shigeru's face flushed red, he hurriedly parked the car and stammered, "Excuse me, senior, no, thanks!"
"Oh——" A hint of interest flashed across Mizukami Tetsuya's eyes, "It seems that Takagi-kun already has a candidate in mind. I'm sorry for offending you."
Gao Mu quickly wiped out the image of the beautiful lady in his mind, scratched the back of his head, and said in a dissembling way: "Inspector Mizukami, we are here."
Shui Shang Che also slowly got out of the car and pointed at a group of people busying around not far away: "Are those - your colleagues?"
"Officer Takagi!" Sato Miwako strode over, frowning and saying, "Where have you been? I couldn't find you, and you're just in time now. Officer Megure has already gone to the scene, so we still have time to go now."
Takagi Wataru quickly explained: "Inspector Megure asked me to pick up a new colleague this morning... Is there another case?"
Sato nodded and looked at Mizukami Cheya with an apologetic look: "This——"
The man who looked exceptionally calm and gentle nodded and said in a soft voice, "I am Mizukami Cheye, who transferred from Section 2 to Section 1. I don't know what case it is, but can I come with you?"
"Oh, you're the one who dropped in—" Sato blurted out subconsciously, then immediately realized that he had made a mistake and apologized quickly, "Sorry."
Shui Shang Che also smiled and said, "It's okay. After joining the company, we are all colleagues. Let's just treat this as getting used to the work in advance."
On the other side, Inspector Megure was directing the police at the scene to evacuate the crowd, while watching his colleagues from the Forensic Department taking pictures of the crime scene, with sweat on their foreheads.
"Why is it so hot indoors..." he muttered, and frowned when he saw a child walking around the scene, "Brother Maori, keep an eye on your child!"
Kogoro Mouri, who was wearing a floral shirt, stopped what he was doing and quickly grabbed Conan who was standing nearby and watched. He picked him up and gave him a slap on the head: "You little brat! Can't you go out with Xiaolan and wait outside?"
Conan Edogawa was staring at a very abrupt round hole on the wall. Suddenly he was hit and couldn't help but cry out in pain: "It hurts!"
"Ahem, sir, you can't be so rude to children." A slightly hoarse voice sounded. Everyone turned their heads and saw Takagi Wataru and a slightly unfamiliar man standing at the door with a yellow cordon behind them.
Maori Kogoro said in dissatisfaction: "Hey, why are you coming in? It's already very hot in the room!"
Takagi Wataru took out a pair of gloves from his pocket and handed one to Mizukami Tetsuya. He explained to Maori Kogoro, "Mr. Maori, this is Inspector Mizukami Tetsuya who just joined our department."
Mizukami Che did not introduce himself again, but walked straight to Conan, who had a big bump on his head, bent his knees and rubbed and gently touched the bump on his head caused by Maori Kogoro: "Does it hurt, little brother? I have medicine here to reduce swelling and blood stasis."
He took out a bottle of spray from his arms and waved it in front of Edogawa Conan.
Conan Edogawa was stunned and didn't say anything. After a long while, he took the spray and shouted in a clear child's voice: "Thank you, Water Police Officer!"
Megure Jusan looked at the evidence at the scene, walked around with his hands behind his back, and then saw Mizukami Cheya. His eyes lit up and he quickly came over to hold him: "Brother Mizukami! You're finally here. This case is still a bit tricky..."
Shui Shangche also slowly followed his strength and stood up, saying patiently: "It's okay, the net of heaven is vast, as long as we slowly study the clues, we can always find the traces of the murderer."
Seeing the two people gradually walking away, Edogawa Conan frowned and put his hand on his chin, thinking. Why did he feel that this strange police officer looked inexplicably familiar... ?
It was as if I had never seen such a person before.
"The deceased is Shiichiro Minagawa, 42 years old, the president of a financial group. He was found dead in his study at home at 10:20 this morning. The cause of death was strangulation, but no murder weapon was found at the scene and the door of the study was locked."
Shui Shang Che also frowned slightly: "Murder in a secret room."
"Yes." Officer Megure nodded. "The witness is the deceased's maid, Sakura Yonehara, 23 years old. There are two other suspects related to this case who are next door."
"What clues have been collected so far?"
Takagi Wataru had also sorted out the information of his colleagues in the forensic department and quickly came up to report: "Minagawa Shiichiro died around 9:30. There were obvious scars on the deceased's hands and Yoshikawa lines on his neck, which showed that he died of suffocation. The murder weapon has not been found yet, but there is a very strange hole in the wall and an overturned stool under the air conditioner. The deceased died not far from there, and - the temperature of the air conditioner in the room was turned very high."
Shui Shang Che also nodded: "Indeed, it's already May now, the air conditioner shouldn't be turned up to nearly 30 degrees."
Officer Megure was a little surprised: "How do you know it's thirty degrees?"
Shui Shang Che also smiled helplessly: "My health is not very good. I am particularly afraid of cold and sensitive to temperature."
He skipped this irrelevant topic and started to turn around on the scene.
After a while, he pointed to the hole in the wall, called over a forensic officer, and said to him in a gentle voice: "Go to the area opposite this hole and see if there are any clues. It's the location of the exhaust window--"
He pointed to the exhaust window diagonally above, where black marks could be vaguely seen.
Conan quickly repeated his old trick, ran out of Mouri Kogoro's sight, and squatted in the corner of the room to observe carefully again.
"Abnormal temperature, holes in the wall, and the murder weapon that mysteriously disappeared..." A detective had a vague inspiration in his mind, but it soon disappeared. He scratched his hair in frustration and made up his mind to eavesdrop on the police's interrogation.
At this time, the naughty Ryomiya Kazuki of Mizukami Tetsuya also quickly analyzed the information on the scene and asked the system in his mind: "The cases within the scope of Mika should not involve supernatural factors, right?"
The system quickly replied: "No, as long as you don't bring people from other studios into Rice Flower, nothing supernatural will ever happen here."
I always feel like there's some inexplicable flag in this sentence...
Mizukami Che also put on gloves and re-examined the body, and said to Officer Megure: "Where is the suspect?"
"Ah? Have you finished checking the scene?" Looking at Mizukami Chetsuya who walked out calmly within five minutes, Inspector Megure inexplicably felt that he had lost in momentum.
Mizukami Cheya: "Yes, I have an idea in my mind, cough cough cough."
As he was laughing, he took off his gloves and started coughing. Even though the temperature in the room was still quite high, he broke out in a cold sweat.
Officer Megure was a little worried: "Brother Mizukami, are you okay?"
"It's all the same old problem." Shui Shang Che also said calmly, "By the way, who was standing there yelling just now?"
"Huh? I'm the famous detective Mouri Kogoro." Mouri Kogoro pointed at himself with an incredulous look on his face.
Shui Shang Che also tilted his head: "Is he very famous?"
Although I didn't say anything, I felt like I deserved a beating.
Conan once again felt a sense of familiarity. He frowned and thought, and accidentally bumped into a policeman who was moving the body.
"Ah, haha." Conan was startled when he saw the hands of the corpse, and said in a clear childish voice, "This uncle's hands are so strange, why are there a bunch of concave marks on them? Is he wearing some kind of beads?"
Shui Shang Che also walked up to him, silently covered the child's eyes, and said sternly: "These are not things that a child like you should see. Which adult is so unreliable to bring you in!"
A certain unreliable adult, Kogoro Mouri, couldn't help but curse in his heart, this guy clearly knew that he was the one who brought Conan in, yet he was still so weird!
I don't know why, but when Edogawa Conan was picked up by Mizukami Tetsuya, a tingling fear silently went up from the soles of his feet to his spine, making him stiffen his body subconsciously and laugh dryly: "Yes, I like playing detective games."
"Really?" Mizukami Cheya's lips curled slightly, and his tone was still gentle and calm, but Edogawa Conan heard something meaningful in it.
He said quickly, "Ah, Marine Officer, you're still going to question me, aren't you? I won't run around anymore, you should just focus on your work first!"
I was so scared that I blurted out honorifics.
Shui Shang Che also put him on the ground and turned to walk into another room. At this time, the three suspects were already sitting side by side in a rather impatient manner, glaring at the police officer who was in charge of guarding them.
Officer Megure adjusted his hat and said to the three men, "Tell me what you were doing between nine and ten-thirty this morning."
The maid Sakura Yonehara spoke first. She had a bun on her head and a clean apron wrapped around her body, looking particularly fresh. "I went out to buy groceries at nine this morning, intending to come back to make lunch for Mr. Minagawa. I encountered some accidents on the way, so I didn't come back until around 10:20. I didn't expect that the door to Mr. Minagawa's study would be unlocked. I used the spare key to open the door, and then I found that he had fallen to the ground."
"As for Mrs. Takayama, I heard from Mr. Minagawa that they had already made an appointment to meet last night."
"What accident?"
Yonehara Sakurako said, "Mr. Minagawa said the air conditioner in the study is broken and he has a task to deal with in the study, so he asked me to go get the repairman back."
Maori Kogoro held his chin and asked, "Who has the key to the study?"
Yonehara Sakurako: "It's just me and Mr. Minagawa."
Under the gaze of everyone, Maori Kogoro immediately made a decision: "You are the murderer!"
Yonehara Sakurako was shocked: "Eh?!"
"You are the only one who has the key to the study, and Mr. Minagawa's key was originally hung in the room. You must have sneaked up on him while he was checking the air conditioner, kicked over his stool, strangled him to death with a fishing line, and then used the high temperature of the air conditioner to try to confuse the police to detect the body, right!"
Maori Kogoro spoke more and more confidently, his eyes piercing: "Where did you hide the weapon?"
Yonehara Sakurako: "This, this is really not me. The gentleman who repaired the air conditioner can vouch for me."
He had to go buy groceries and take a detour to find a repairman, so he really didn't have time to commit the crime.
Maori Kogoro chuckled and said, "Well, let's take another look?"
Everyone was silent. Shui Shangche also coughed twice, frowned and raised his voice, "Where did this third-rate detective come from? Is he solving cases based on his imagination? Officer Megure, how much did you pay to hire him? I can pay you double. Please get out of here, this detective who doesn't respect facts!"
It was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard.
Kogoro Mouri had never expected that his reasoning would receive such severe criticism. His face suddenly turned red, and he didn't know if it was because he was angry.
When Conan Edogawa saw Maori being blocked like this, he finally had some vague reaction. Where did this sense of déjà vu come from?
——This painting style, which does not use any dirty words but can choke people to death, is the same as the mysterious high school student I met at my doorstep last time.
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