However, Suzuki Sonoko remembered that in Mie County, a private doctor pretended to save his employer, but actually killed him in front of him.
She followed Jiang Xia's example, looked at the store manager, and said calmly: "There is also the store manager who rushed to the deceased's side as soon as he fell to the ground, right." Conan looked at her in surprise: "Indeed." Suzuki Sonoko He raised his head proudly: "It's a pity that I still have to go to school, otherwise I would have been a famous detective long ago!" As he said this, he couldn't help but look at Jiang Xia, wanting to know if he was right.
However, it was regrettable to find that Jiang Xia was making a phone call in the distance. Next to him, the Otaki Police Department's eyes twitched when he heard it: I always feel that having too many detectives is not a good thing.
Fortunately, this little girl doesn't look very reliable. It might be difficult for her to become a detective. But the elementary school student next to him... Just as he was thinking about it, the magical elementary school student suddenly looked towards him.
"!" Otaki Police Department was shocked and said seriously.
"What's wrong?" After a moment, he actually saw something like this on the face of a primary school student.
With a look of "helplessness", Conan pointed to the three people and urged: "Uncle policeman, we just heard that these three people had a relationship with the deceased." This kind of thing is for them to ask the crowd, the suspect It’s easy to pretend to be deaf.
It's best to ask the police. As the Otaki Police Department looked over, the three suspects who had been silent looked at each other for a moment, and then they spoke.
The customer with the blue hat sitting next to the deceased sighed: "I did have a bit of a conflict with him, but it didn't go to the point of killing someone. In fact, it was just a while ago that I brought my wife to this restaurant for dinner and praised the food here. Flounder is cheap but delicious. The guy heard it next to us and suddenly said, 'That's not a flounder, it's a seabass, idiot.'" The little policeman nodded while taking notes: "In other words, he slandered us for no reason. Over you?" Blue Hat was silent for a moment: "Then I tasted it carefully and found that it was indeed sea bass... But we were talking about ours, so why should he interrupt! - And there is something wrong with him! It's obviously just such a small thing, That's enough for now, but who would have thought that after that, for some reason, he actually touched my food blog and left a message saying that I was actually a person with a dull sense of taste and that everything on my blog was nonsense!" Thinking of my wife's harsh comments and the other ridicules he had attracted, Xiang Guoxiu couldn't help but punch the table angrily.
After the bang, he suddenly realized that the police were looking at him strangely. Blue Hat said hastily and awkwardly: "Well, okay, I am indeed a little angry, but who would kill someone just because they were scolded a few times online.
"And although I was sitting next to him, the conveyor belt was rotating clockwise, and I was sitting downstream of him. If he was poisoned, he would have to wait for the plate to rotate around again before he could return to him - the sushi he didn't take last time. , and probably won’t take it the next time. If you really want to kill someone, who would use such a lucky method.” Otaki Police Department: ...It seems quite reasonable?
Suzuki Sonoko seemed to be a bit addicted to being a detective. She touched her chin: "If you calculate according to the flow direction of the conveyor belt, then the lady sitting upstream has a good chance." Next to her, a middle-aged woman in pink clothes Hearing this, he was startled and waved his hands in panic: "Even if I'm sitting upstream, I don't know what that bastard eats or doesn't eat, so how could he smear poison on the plate randomly!"
"That bastard?" Conan's eyes moved and he said in an innocent voice,
"It sounds like Auntie really knew the deceased?" Takemura Sakiko's expression changed. After being silent for a while, she snorted coldly: "Anyway, even if I don't tell you, you will definitely be able to find out, so let me just tell you - the sushi restaurant I opened before was destroyed by that guy!
"He used to be a regular customer of our store, but one day he suddenly said that the taste of our sushi had changed. Then he laughed and said, 'Such an obvious level fluctuation can only be suppressed with heavy cash.'
"I, I originally thought he was joking and ignored him. Unexpectedly, he immediately wrote a report, saying that the sushi in our store is not as good as the boxed sushi in the supermarket! Later, other people followed suit and reported... In the store Soon there will be no customers, so we have to close down." After she finished speaking, she covered her face in pain.
The young police officer was busy writing. Halfway through writing, he remembered the rumors about the deceased and asked curiously: "So the taste of your sushi restaurant has really changed?" The woman in pink froze and looked a little embarrassed. She said loudly: "There is no way! Our previous sushi chef resigned at an advanced age, and the next chef we were looking for suddenly rejected my invitation. We can only find temporary apprentices... The sushi made this way tastes great. How can we stay the same?!" As she said this, she glared angrily at the conveyor belt sushi manager.
Several other people were startled: There is actually something about the store manager here? The store manager sighed: "Manager Takemura did contact me, but before I planned to take over that store, my arm was suddenly injured and I couldn't make sushi anymore - because the previous customers in the store were fighting, and I went to stop it and bumped into him. There were cuts on the glass.
"One of the guests who was fighting..." His expression became strange, as if he was suppressing hatred.
"That's my wife." Police: "..." It seems difficult to rule out the motive. One ruined his reputation, one ruined his store, one ruined his arm and career.
It seemed that no matter who it was that committed the murder, it was very reasonable... The situation in the store was treacherous. In the other corner, Jiang Xia was still calmly talking on the phone.
He picked up the call, and as expected, Gin's voice came from the call, sounding a bit gritty: "Uzuo, the three followers I sent suddenly lost contact. Do you have any clues?" Jiang Xia didn't seem to hear it. The question in his tone could be understood simply as a question. He asked doubtfully: "Stalker? What stalker?" There was a crunching sound from the phone case opposite, as if it was about to be smashed.
Jiang Xia walked to the window, took a look outside, and then looked at the ghosts. The ghosts shook their heads at him regretfully.
Jiang Xia then started to feel regretful: Even though it was like this, there was still no high-end murderous atmosphere around the sushi restaurant. It seemed that gin was still a long way away.
...On the other side of the phone, Gin was not just venting murderous intent, he was also thinking. Just now, I heard that a peripheral member of the organization died near Uzuo, and that three of them lost contact at the same time.
Countless past experiences suddenly came to mind, making Gin immediately guess: Uzo must be behind this matter.
...but he has no evidence. At this time, I realized
After there was no point in "asking Uzo to accuse him", Gin gradually turned his attention away from the three trashes who were probably dead and thought of more important things.
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