It makes you crazy, you will die now... Ye Gengyi yawned, turned around and walked towards the kitchen without interest.
Conan, who had been paying attention to him, saw this and quickly followed him.
Although nothing was left at the scene except the body, it can be judged from the wound on Kazami Yoshiki's neck that the murder weapon should be a knife.
So, are you going to start from the kitchen first?
Conan's thoughts ended when he saw someone taking out instant coffee.
"Brother Gengyi, you..."
"Children can't drink it. They won't be able to sleep at night." Ye Gengyi said.
Conan: "..."
I almost forgot, this person's reasoning all depends on personal likes and dislikes, obviously the death of Feng Jian Lianghui is not enough to move him!
hateful!
So, does Brother Gengyi have any other identity?
That sense of déjà vu that makes me see Gin in a trance, as well as the ability to fly airplanes and defuse bombs...
Does a professor who is engaged in scientific research really have time to learn this knowledge?
"thirsty?"
Just as he was thinking, Ye Gengyi's voice interrupted his thoughts.
"No, no," Conan paused and suddenly asked, "Why did you lie to Sister Xiaolan and say you were sending emails to Brother Shinichi?"
"oh?"
Ye Gengyi said unmoved: "Why do you ask that?"
"Because, because..."
Conan looked over with a very serious expression: "I just called and asked brother Xinyi, and he said he didn't send an email to you, brother Gengyi."
"Do you believe him?" Ye Gengyi asked.
That goes without saying, because I am Kudo Shinbonichi... Conan twitched the corner of his mouth:
"Brother Shinichi won't lie to me..."
"Then you think I'm lying to you?" Ye Gengyi asked again.
Of course, and definitely not just this time!
Conan cursed in his heart and closed his mouth tightly, trying to answer this question with silence.
"I did lie..."
After a moment of silence, Ye Gengyi patted Conan's head. Seeing the latter's "You finally admitted it" look in his eyes, he squatted down and took out his cell phone to open the inbox:
"The email I just chatted with Kudo Shinichi has not been deleted. Are you sure you want me to let Xiaolan see this?"
What? !
Conan was shocked and suspected that he had either heard wrongly or that Brother Gengyi had said it wrong.
When his eyes fell on the screen of his mobile phone, he was shocked to find that there was actually an email sent by a person named 'Kudo Shinichi'.
impossible! Someone must be pretending to be me and sending emails to Brother Gengyi. By the way, what is that number? Conan adjusted his mood and wanted to take it over to read, but Ye Gengyi put it away first.
"Kudo Shinichi is very cunning, Conan, don't let him fool you."
Ye Gengyi warned: "Originally I didn't plan to let you know about this matter, but now that you already know it, don't tell Xiaolan about the email. Later, after Mr. Maoli handles the murder case in the villa, I Talk to him."
"Wait, wait a minute, Brother Gengyi!"
Conan panicked, "The person you sent emails to is not Brother Shinichi! I remember his number, and it's definitely not the one you saved!"
"So Kudo Shinichi is very cunning," Ye Gengyi patted Conan's head again, "I guess he should have prepared many mobile phones at the same time. This is a very common method, and the purpose is to specially Used to communicate with different people.”
"But……"
"You are still young and don't understand."
Ye Gengyi did not give Conan a chance to defend himself and continued to write: "I received a call from Kudo Shinichi a few days ago. I quietly compared it with Dr. Agasa's address book and found that the two numbers were different. I didn’t tell the doctor about it.”
"What if the Shinichi brother you're talking to on the phone is someone else pretending to be you?"
Conan gave an example: "For example, using a voice changer to deliberately gain your trust..."
"It's not wrong," Ye Gengyi said casually: "I asked him some things he heard from the doctor, and the other party answered accurately."
"What!? He, he knows about Kudo Shinichi?" Conan continued to be shocked.
"Either he knows, he is Kudo Shinichi." Ye Gengyi corrected.
"Um...Okay," Conan thought about his words, "Brother Gengyi, can you tell me his contact information?"
"No." Ye Gengyi refused decisively.
Conan was surprised: "Hey, why?"
"The police are here." Ye Gengyi did not answer, but turned to look out the window.
"ah?"
Conan was startled and noticed the police lights flashing into the house.
So... does this have anything to do with not being able to tell yourself the fake Kudo Shinichi's phone number?
He turned to look again.
A certain coffee addict had already left the kitchen with a cup in hand.
hateful! I was perfunctory by Brother Gengyi again!
Conan gritted his teeth and hurried to follow.
'Kudo Shinichi's phone call a few days ago? Could it be related to those people who are following us?
what to do? There is too little information and I can’t figure it out at all!
…
As soon as the Shizuoka Prefectural Police arrived at the scene, they immediately arranged for police officers to cordon off and investigate the area around the villa.
The snow was not heavy. Judging from the footprints, the possibility of outsiders committing crimes was basically ruled out.
Henggou Shenwu squatted in front of the corpse and observed, while listening to the police report:
"The deceased's name was Kazami Yoshiki. He was 28 years old. He died of excessive blood loss due to a puncture and scratch on the left aorta of his neck with a sharp instrument."
"Seeing that there were no signs of struggle at the scene, he might have been attacked by the murderer who sneaked in while he was lying on the sofa to rest..."
Henggou Zhenwu held his chin with one hand and asked, "When is the time of death?"
"About 7:50 to 8:30..."
Before the police officer on the side could finish speaking, Conan, who had followed Ye Gengyi here and barged into the scene directly, interrupted him and said, "I think the time of death should be shorter."
"Huh?" Henggou Shenwu was startled for a moment and looked back.
Conan continued: "Because we were wandering around the villa before, and we passed by here around 8 o'clock. At that time, Mr. Kazami was still sleeping on the sofa, snoring loudly."
As he spoke, he looked at Mao Lilan, who was standing at the front of the crowd, and asked, "Am I right, Sister Xiaolan?"
"Well," Mao Lilan nodded, "We also said at the time that he actually fell asleep in 10 minutes. I remember that my father even checked his watch at that time."
"Eh? Isn't this Xiaolan and Conan? So it shouldn't be..."
After Henggou recognized the two of them, he raised his head and glanced at the crowd. As expected, he saw Mouri Kogoro and Ye Gengyi, who was leaning against the door with a cup of coffee:
"Mr. Mao Li, uh...and Mr. Ye, you are indeed here."
Why the happy expression?
Ye Geng nodded slightly towards the coral-headed Police Department No. 2, showing no intention of exchanging pleasantries.
They had only met him twice, and he didn't want to have too many interactions with this familiar police officer.
As for the other one, Mouri Kogoro, a frequent visitor to the murder scene, he cleared his throat and walked into the murder scene, naturally showing an expression of 'I'm here, no surprises'.
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