Let’s talk.
The time came to 9 o'clock unknowingly.
Maybe he drank to his heart's content.
During this period, Monk Ryūen, Mizuo Harutaro and Saijo Taiga all went to the bathroom respectively.
Just when Kogoro Mori inserted his chopsticks into his nostrils and was performing a fish fishing performance.
A scream of "Ah" broke the cheerful atmosphere in the room.
"Come...come someone, something serious is going to happen..."
"It's the boss lady!"
Most of Mouri Kogoro's drunkenness dissipated, and he took the lead to rush out. He followed the sound and rushed to the storage warehouse on the first floor, "What happened!"
"Ying, Mr. Ying, he..." The proprietress slumped on the ground, stern, not daring to look at the crime scene.
Ye Gengyi stood slightly behind and saw Sakura Masazo who fell on the ground through the gap in the shoji.
The buttons of his coat were unbuttoned arbitrarily, and there was a wallet full of banknotes placed near his chest.
Judging from the thickness, it should be hundreds of thousands of yuan... This thought flashed through Ye Gengyi's mind quickly, and then his eyes fell on the blood-covered neck of the deceased.
Yin Hong was soaked all over the right shoulder of Sakura Masazo's suit. Not only the floor, but also the shelves on one side were stained with spray-like blood spots.
The location of the wound was on the front, indicating that the assailant was right-handed, and there were no signs of struggle, indicating that in addition to the murderer's clean and neat technique, it was also possible that the person who killed him... was an acquaintance.
After thinking about the above, Ye Geng took a few seconds.
At this time, Monk Long Yuan, who rushed to the scene together, finally came to his senses and shouted: "Mr. Ying! What's wrong with Mr. Ying..."
"No one is allowed to come in from now on!" Mouri Kogoro commanded: "Xiaolan, go call the police!"
After saying that, he walked into the warehouse and began to observe the body: "The carotid artery was cut with a sharp blade..."
"The killing technique is very skillful, maybe it is the same person who killed the members of Genji Hotaru..." Hattori Heiji and Conan followed suit.
"Well, I always thought you looked familiar to me just now." At the door, Mizuo Harutaro was halfway through his words when Saijo Taiga behind him continued: "You are the high school detective, Hattori Heiji, right?"
"That's right," Hattori Heiji turned around with a serious look on his face: "Before the police arrive, please go back to the room where you were and wait, okay?"
Mouri Kogoro also added at the right time: "No one can leave this tea house!"
"we know......"
Ryuumao, Mizuo Harutaro and Saijo Taiga nodded, turned and walked upstairs.
However, when the three of them passed by Ye Gengyi, they all glanced at him subconsciously, as if they were surprised that this guy was obviously with the detective but did not enter the crime scene.
Inside the warehouse.
Many storage boxes on the shelves had been opened, and the contents were scattered all over the floor.
Mouri Kogoro reasoned: "It seems that Mr. Sakura was killed when he came to the warehouse to look for something... But what was he looking for?"
"All the buttons on the suit have been torn off." Conan lay on the ground and carefully observed the reflective surface of the buttons. "There are no fingerprints left... The murderer must be wearing gloves."
"Yeah, maybe it's because of this that I don't have time to solve it slowly," Hattori Heiji paused and said strangely: "The wallet is full of banknotes but nothing happens. It shows that the murderer's purpose is not money..."
"He didn't bring his cell phone." Ye Gengyi, who was leaning against the door, muttered.
Hey, it seems like I really didn’t bring it.
Hattori Heiji and Conan's eyes lit up.
Without saying anything, a certain detective reached into the inner pocket of the body and took out a bunch of keys.
"You brat, how many times do I need to tell you this before you understand?"
Mouri Kogoro noticed the behavior of a certain detective, picked up his collar and threw him out the door: "Don't touch the body!"
Ye Geng stepped aside and witnessed Conan successfully landing on his butt after a perfect turn in the air.
He can pick it up, but who let this kid touch the body...
It's very troublesome to wash your hands.
"It hurts!" A certain detective wailed.
Ye Gengyi and Hattori Heiji ignored him, but walked to the stairs and looked toward the main entrance.
Then, Kyoto Prefectural Police Ayanokoji walked in with two policemen.
"Thank you for your hard work, please come in..." The landlady quickly led the way.
Ayanokouji said to the older police officer, "Stay guard outside and don't let people come in and out at will."
"Yes." The police officer turned around and closed the sliding door with a "squeak" sound.
"It turns out he's a police officer from Kyoto Prefecture. He came quite quickly!" Hattori Heiji asked in a tentative tone. When Ayanokouji didn't respond, he frowned and had some guesses in his mind.
I had seen each other on the banks of the Kamogawa River before, but there had been no murders at that time...
Conan felt that there was something wrong with the opponent's attitude, so he quickly sent an assist: "Huh? Didn't you bring the chipmunk?"
Ayanokouji glanced sideways at Conan and explained casually: "I don't take it out with me at any time."
Ye Gengyi passed him on the stairs: "Do you change your suit every day?"
"Huh?" Ayanokouji didn't understand what Ye Gengyi meant.
After glancing at the other party, he walked directly towards the warehouse without saying a word.
"Saraichi-nii," Hattori Heiji came over thoughtfully and whispered: "Are you suspecting him? But after killing someone, in order to avoid getting stained with blood, he ran back to change his suit... Unless His home is nearby, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to turn back so quickly, right?”
"You're overthinking." Ye Gengyi said, "I'm just curious whether people like this who carry pets with them would have small black particles in their pockets or cuffs."
Small black particles?
Well...
Hattori Heiji and Conan's expressions froze, and they suddenly felt that the chipmunk was no longer cute.
"Why, do you doubt him?" Ye Gengyi asked.
"Uh... not really, but no murder weapon was found at the scene," Hattori Heiji muttered: "From a general perspective, the possibility of the murderer being an outsider is very high, but..."
Conan continued: "The only exit from here is the door. You just heard it. When the door closes, it will make a very loud sound. It is impossible for the boss lady to not notice it."
It started again... Ye Gengyi's fish-eye was too lazy to get used to their bad habit of saying one sentence after another, so he interrupted at an inappropriate time: "So, the boss's wife is an accomplice?"
Hey hey...
There are two detectives with half-moon eyes, one big and one small.
At this time, please stop cosplaying Kogoro Mouri, okay...
"Brother Gengyi, please stop joking. The murderer must have used some method to know in advance that Mr. Ying was in the warehouse."
Hattori Heiji was straightforward: "I suspect that the murderer should be among Mr. Ryuumao, Mr. Mizuo and Mr. Saijo. After all, the fatal part of the body is the front. Even if the other party's killing method is superb, if it is a stranger, he should at least resist again. The traces are correct..."
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