In the bedroom.
The coagulated blood flowed all over the floor, from the door to the small table where the telephone was placed.
Shibata Shiro's body was lying there, still holding a crumpled piece of paper in his hand.
Conan walked forward quickly, carefully wrapped the paper with a handkerchief, and slowly unfolded it: "This...this is...Ms. Chibo's photo?"
"Hey! What happened?" Mouri Kogoro then rushed in.
Hearing the noise, Conan quickly stuffed the photo back into the deceased's hand.
It's better to keep a low profile.
"Shibata, he...he..." The middle-aged man stepped aside in a panic, with an expression on his face that was both shocked and nervous.
Mouri Kogoro glanced at the other party, squatted down, and reached out to confirm the state of the body.
After a while.
"The head is bleeding heavily, the pupils are dilated, and the breathing and pulse have stopped." Mouri Kogoro shook his head helplessly, "It can't be done anymore, the person is dead..."
...
Secure the scene, call the police and wait.
Since several people were in Shizuoka Prefecture and they called Megure Thirteen, they were obviously suspected of squeezing labor.
Therefore, the police officer who came this time was Henggou Zhenwu.
After asking in detail what happened and the alibi of several people.
According to the time of death provided by the medical examiner, it was from early this morning to early morning.
The middle-aged man who had no alibi was immediately stared at by Henggou Sengo with a pair of very sharp eyes.
"Sleep! I was sleeping at that time!" The middle-aged man waved his hands repeatedly, "Besides, why don't you doubt these people..."
He turned and pointed at Ye Gengyi and his group, "As a resident here, this is the first time I've seen them today...is that right, Mrs. Shibata?"
"...Um."
Shibata Kyoko lowered her head, Ye Gengyi's previous question still echoing in her mind.
She doesn't dare to mess with anyone now. She just wants the police to quickly characterize this matter as a case of criminals breaking into a house and committing murder...
"It's impossible. How could they kill someone?"
Here, as a self-proclaimed disciple of Detective Maori, Officer Henggou immediately introduced him, "After all, this is the famous detective Kogoro Mori, and he is accompanied by his daughter Xiaolan, who lives in his home with Conan." , and Mr. Ye, who has helped the police solve many cases, and this beautiful lady, she should be...Mrs. Maori."
"Can you tell?" A certain tool man smiled wildly.
"Of course, I'm absolutely right!" Henggou Shenwu flattered him.
Ye Gengyi: "..."
I always feel that this is not flattery, but the harsh reality of the world.
If this kind of vision is not suppressed, the county police department should be the highest position in this person's life.
"You misunderstood, my surname is Chi Bo..."
Chiba Jinghua sighed and explained: "I came here this time because I entrusted Detective Mori to help find Shibata and asked him to return a photo from thirty years ago to me."
"Photo?" Henggou was startled when he realized what he was saying.
If he wasn't Mr. Mori's companion, he would be suspected...
His suspicions just arose.
Conan ran to the body and said, "It should be the paper held in the deceased's hand."
"What a coincidence..."
Mouri Kogoro followed Hengo Sango. When he saw the other party unfolding the piece of paper, he leaned over and took a look.
The one above is clearly Chiba Jinghua, whose appearance is the same as that in the photo taken with the Kendo club.
"Yes, this is the photo I have been looking for." Chibo Jinghua said.
"Ah, well... Look, there seems to be something underneath this uncle's belly." Conan found a new clue.
"Thunder's Gate"
Henggou took out the book.
"Is it possible, that book you mentioned before..." Mouri Kogoro asked with some uncertainty.
"It's this book. The photos are used as bookmarks and are sandwiched in it." Chibo Jinghua said.
"Hey..." Henggou Shenwu turned his head and said seriously: "Are you the murderer?"
"Even if it is, no one will admit it if you ask."
Ye Geng walked over and glanced at the two evidences: "Sword Dao and Thunder God... are really incredible things."
Buzz...
The phone vibrated.
Just as Henggou Shenwu was about to ask if the other party had found any clues related to the case, he saw Ye Gengyi took out his mobile phone and picked it up on his own.
"In Shizuoka...tomorrow? Okay, okay, bye."
The call was very short, only a few dozen seconds.
"Mr. Ye?" Henggou Shenwu blinked.
"Heiji's call." As Ye Gengyi spoke, his eyes fell more on Chibo Jinghua.
Eh?
The latter was startled.
Subconsciously I took out my phone to confirm.
On the side, Conan also made the same move.
Five seconds later...
hateful!
That black guy, that bastard.
The two people who didn't find the email or call were angry.
"What are you..." Henggou Zhenwu became even more confused.
"Officer, can you please let me go back quickly? This matter really has nothing to do with me," the middle-aged man couldn't help but said, "I think you should investigate. The person who called Shibata is probably Yesterday afternoon, when I came to see him to play mahjong, there happened to be a phone call, and he mentioned something about the God of Wind and Thunder, right, Mrs. Shibata?"
"Well," Shibata Kyoko nodded, "After my husband answered the phone, he went to the bookshelf to look around, then he took a book and said with a smile, 'Found it, found it'..."
"I see, that's why I put the photo in my hand." Ye Gengyi said and walked up to Conan. With an incomprehensible expression on the latter's face, he directly picked it up and carried it to the body.
"Brother Gengyi?"
"Look what's in his hand?" Ye Geng asked.
"Well..."
A certain detective hesitated for two seconds and then complied.
Since Mouri Kogoro and others were following Shibata Kyoko to the bookshelf, his move did not attract much attention.
Eh? This is...
"The mark... looks like it looks like a ring."
"Ring." Ye Gengyi squatted next to a certain detective, and his calm voice directly made the latter tremble.
"Oh! I see," Conan lowered his voice and looked sideways at the bookshelf, "Brother Genichi, you think Mrs. Shibata is the murderer, so after hearing that she also knew about this book, you suspected that the deceased had it in his hands. It was possible that I was holding something else before, right!"
"Yes." Ye Gengyi stood up, "You tell Mr. Maoli the clues, and I'll go out for a while."
"Eh?!" Conan quickly stopped him, "What are you going to do?"
"Pick someone up." Ye Geng said, "Although he said no need, he seemed to be carrying his luggage."
That black guy! ! !
When did his relationship with Brother Gengyi become so good?
A certain detective got angry and completely forgot about the key words in the conversation about luggage and why a certain black man came here.
"Wait... there is one more thing." Conan said: "Why do you want me to confirm the clues in the palm of the corpse?"
"You also said that it was a corpse, and you had to wash your hands after touching it." Ye Gengyi's answer was very simple and unpretentious.
Conan: "..."
