Under the shocked looks of Xiaolan and Conan, Hoshino Sora took a big sip and emptied half of the bottle of drink.
Well, it's sour, not very sweet, just a hint of sweetness, like sparkling wine. It's not as delicious as the uncle boasted, not as good as Coke Sprite, and not as good as homemade milk and protein powder.
"Ah~~"
Before Hoshino Sora could say the result of the tasting, a sharp female voice cut across the street and came from another street.
As soon as the three Maori people heard the sound, they realized something was wrong and ran away, leaving Hoshino Sora alone. Hoshino Sora immediately followed, arriving first and second.
Run back, turn right, turn right again, and enter a street parallel to the previous street. From a distance, you can see a brown-haired man lying on the ground struggling in pain, while a young woman is pulling a golden retriever dog that barks in fear.
The scream before was made by her.
"Xiaolan, call an ambulance!" Mouri Kogoro ordered Xiaolan before he rushed over. When he arrived, Hoshino Sora was already taking off his pants.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Mouri Kogoro shouted in shock.
Conan's eyes widened as well, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Uncle, look at the drink bottle with the lid open next to him, and look at his reaction. He probably drank the drink and was poisoned, so I plan to put some water in to neutralize the toxins for him. It might work." Hoshino Sora explained.
Mouri Kogoro and Conan: "?"
"Idiot, what kind of first aid are you doing? Go away!" Mouri Kogoro cursed, then hurriedly squatted down, pointed at the drink on the ground, and asked the struggling brown-haired man, "Did you drink that Bottle of Katzmann?”
The brown-haired man nodded reluctantly, but soon the toxic reaction came over, and a large mouthful of foam overflowed from his mouth. He choked his own throat and died.
"Ah~" The woman walking the dog screamed again when she saw this, and was about to take the golden retriever away from this terrible place.
Hoshino Sora stopped her and asked her to cooperate with the police who would come later. Mouri Kogoro had already taken out his cell phone to call Officer Megure, while Conan was observing the scene carefully to not miss anything suspicious.
While waiting for the police, Kogoro Mouri began to ask the dog walker, and Sora Hoshino also watched the scene like Conan.
Then, Hoshino Sora smelled a faint fragrance, and when he got close to the deceased, he smelled it. It was the fragrance of paint! Looking towards the direction where the scent came from, you could vaguely see green paint stained on the clothes on the right shoulder of the deceased.
Got paint on your shoulder? What kind of posture can I get into?
Hoshino Sora stretched out his index finger and lightly touched the paint-stained area of his clothes. He found that the paint had dried, but he could still smell it. In other words, it had not been long or short since it had been stained, and it was probably there. Got it this morning.
But will this help solve the case?
To be honest, Hoshino Sora didn't know. He just felt that the paint on the deceased's shoulder was the second place that caught his attention besides the drink bottles on the ground.
The poisoned drink, the paint on the shoulder... they seem to be completely unrelated, etc., but they are not completely unrelated. At least if you know where the deceased got the paint, you can deduce his trajectory.
But, what's the use? If you are looking for it, you are also looking for the murderer’s movement trajectory!
Hoshino Sora shook his head, thinking about this, it would be more reliable to just bring the milk fruit over and let him smell the poisoned drink.
Thinking of this, he said something to Mouri Kogoro and left quickly. When no one was around, he jumped into the sky and hurried away quickly.
However, just as he was rushing towards home, an unintentional glance made his figure pause, and then he fell downwards.
He saw a street light, the same color as the paint stained on the clothes on the dead man's shoulder, green!
So, after landing, Hoshino jumped up and headed straight for the street lamp. Before he even got close, he could already smell the same paint smell.
Although the paints all taste the same.
"Huh? There's another bag?"
Hoshino Sora found that the grass next to the street lamp seemed to be recessed, and the outline of a fitness backpack could be faintly seen. When he squatted down to get the bag, and when he was close to the street light pole, he suddenly realized, "That's where the paint on that guy's shoulder came from. So the bag might be his?"
Avoiding the light pole, he pulled the bag out of the grass and unzipped it smoothly.
Screwdrivers, fruit knives, tape, rope, pesticides... Good guy, is this a crime? No wonder he has a sinister look on his face and wants to cheer him up when he sees it, considering this guy is not a good person in the first place!
Hoshino Sora immediately picked up the bag and walked back to the murder scene.
When they arrived, the police sirens were blaring. The police from Mihua Department arrived at the crime scene one step ahead of Officer Mu and cordoned off the scene.
"Uncle, I found this bag nearby. It probably belongs to the deceased. Take a look at the contents." Hoshino Sora carried the bag and quickly entered the scene.
The police at the Mihua Department are very familiar with Hoshino Sora, one of the three detectives of Mihua, so naturally they will not stop him.
As soon as Maoli opened the bag, his expression changed and he immediately asked: "Akong, where did you find it?"
"There is a nearby streetlight in the grass. The streetlight was just painted today. It is consistent with the paint stained on the shoulder of the deceased. It can almost be concluded that the bag is his!" Hoshino Sora said.
"There are these things in the bag, no matter how you look at them, they are all malicious..." Mouri Kogoro said solemnly.
"Wait a minute, the deceased looks familiar!" Suddenly, Police Officer A stared at the face of the deceased, frowned, then relaxed, and said quickly, "I remembered that more than a week ago, a woman nearby reported the crime. It was said that someone was following him, and the person following him was the deceased, but he did not do anything harmful at the time, and the evidence was insufficient, so after some education, the matter was settled."
"A week ago...could it be the Wolf of Rice Flowers!" Xiaolan exclaimed.
"Could it be that he wanted to take revenge on the woman who reported him?" Mouri Kogoro naturally thought about this.
"Where does that woman live?" Hoshino Sora asked.
"It's not far from here." Officer A pointed in a direction, "There is an apartment just past here, and she lives there."
"Wait a minute, that's where I found the bag." Hoshino Kumon yelled, "And there is indeed an apartment there, and the streetlight is right outside the apartment!"
"Sure enough, he is trying to take revenge, and even plans to kidnap and kill people!" Mouri Kogoro shouted angrily.
"Ah, then why did he die here?" Conan's innocent voice brought everyone's thoughts back to reality.
Yes, how could a person who was trying to take revenge die on the road?
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