"Ah! I remembered, it was that man with a terrible face,"
"Yes, yes! There is such a man. He is dressed all in black. He is very tall and feels very oppressive!"
Speaking of the 'explosion' press conference that filled heaven, Tequila, a big man with iconic appearance, naturally jumped into everyone's memories.
Sure enough it was him!
Thinking of my frustration that day...
Conan failed to suppress his inner impulse and raised his voice, eager to learn more information:
"Hey! What did he say?! What did that man talk about when he went to Mr. Itakura!"
"have no idea……"
Although Souma Ryusuke was a little shocked by this little devil's reaction, he still recalled:
"When I arrived at Itakura Studio, I happened to meet the man leaving. Oh, by the way... before he left, he seemed to have said to the room, 'You are no longer valuable.'"
no value?
Does it mean it can be disposed of?
Conan's expression was solemn and he continued to ask: "Is that all there is? Is there anything else? Think about it quickly!"
"I told you I didn't know, and that happened two years ago..." Ryusuke Soma looked helpless.
On what it’s like to be questioned by a child and not be able to get angry...
"Conan! You are too rude," Mao Lilan pulled Conan aside: "Okay, come with me here, don't affect dad's work."
Calm down, I have to calm down. Even if that man is really Tequila, the thing he threatened Mr. Itakura happened two years ago. It should have nothing to do with the disappearance last week. After all, it is impossible to delay killing someone for so long. right……
For the current plan, we can only find Mr. Itakura first and ask him directly!
Conan took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down.
Immediately, he reminded Kogoro Mori through the Go, shogi and chess displayed in the video, and then asked him to call all the hotels in the city, and successfully tricked the front desk of the New Rice Krispies Hotel and asked Taku Itakura. Room 2004 where I am currently located.
…
the other side.
The ICU ward of Miwa General Hospital.
A cadre of an organization who had watched the doctor's physical examination of Shiratori Rensaburo and obtained the data on his body parts had just left and walked to the corridor. He saw Megure Shisan, who had decided to take a walk back to the Metropolitan Police Department a few minutes ago, actually trotting back to safety. Rushing back from the other side of the stairs, he seemed to be making a phone call to arrange for Takagi Wataru to go out to the police, while shouting to Ye Gengyi:
"Brother Gengyi, wait a minute, someone is dead, hurry up and go to the New Rice Krispies Restaurant with me!"
Ye Gengyi: "..."
He suspected that the Megure Police Department was excited, but there was no evidence...
…
10 minutes later.
New Rice Krispies Hotel, Room 2004.
What's going on... isn't the trading time scheduled for early tomorrow morning?
When he saw Itakura Zhuo's body, Ye Gengyi's first reaction was that Gin was gone and Vodka began to let himself go.
But when I thought about it again, I felt a little strange.
This time, he did not continue to lean outside the door. Instead, at the request of Mu Mu Shisan, he came to the body to observe.
The room is a semi-enclosed space.
There is no tool around... or it has not been found so far that seems to be able to mislead people into estimating the time of death. Therefore, judging from Taku Itakura's body stiffness and the condition of his skin, this person died at least two days ago.
Hmm...it doesn't coincide with the time of the vodka call.
However, although the probability is unlikely, there is still a possibility...
Someone in the organization wanted to test whether I was interested in the part of the program developed by Itakura Taku, so after completing the transaction and getting rid of Itakura Taku, I specifically asked Vodka to share this information.
However, would it be too naive to use this method to test... Ye Geng thought for a while.
I was a little unsure for a while.
Immediately, he set his sights on the three men with different appearances who came with Mouri Kogoro.
From the beginning, these people kept looking in his direction, not knowing what they wanted to do.
"Police Department! Mr. Itakura's doctor has been contacted..."
At this time, Takagi Wataru put down the phone and came over to report:
"He said that Mr. Itakura's heart condition was so serious that he had to take medicine at least three times a day to survive. Moreover, Mr. Itakura also made a reservation with the doctor to have surgery immediately after work..."
"Well, in other words, he was not killed but died of illness."
There was an inexplicable disappointment between the lines of Mumu Shisan's words, "It seems that neither Brother Maori nor Brother Gengyi will be of use this time."
The khaki police department and his resentful brother?
If it were in the past, Ye Gengyi would have definitely started to cut through the mess quickly. Whether it was through questioning or using routines, after quickly finding the murderer, he would quickly leave here and go back to do scientific research.
But this time, he decided to cooperate with the police, at least first to investigate the real cause of Itakura Taku's death and whether it was related to the organization.
Thinking about it, Ye Gengyi asked: "Mr. Maoli, the deceased should not have fallen on the ground before you came, right?"
Eh? Just as he was about to arrange for the police to fix the evidence, he returned to the Metropolitan Police Department and continued to feel depressed.
Just then, Mouri Kogoro said: "Well, yes, he was sitting in this chair with his face against the table. When the three of them came to call for help, they accidentally knocked Mr. Itakura down."
"Hey, brother Maori! Why didn't you tell me about such an important thing in the first place!" Megure Thirteen's eyes widened.
"Oh, I forgot." A tool man scratched his head.
"Really, but..."
Megure Thirteen turned to look at Ye Gengyi again, "Brother Gengyi, how do you know that Mr. Itakura didn't fall to the ground at first?"
"oh……"
"It must be saliva!"
As soon as Ye Geng wanted to explain his reasons, Conan beat him to it:
"Look, if you fell to the ground from the beginning, there would be no traces of saliva flowing down your jaw and onto your neck."
"That's it." Mumu Shisan suddenly realized.
"hey-hey……"
Conan showed a proud smile and continued: "Also, I also found that Mr. Itakura must be a very clean person. Am I right, Saraichi-nii?"
"Well, you're right, don't say it again next time."
Ye Gengyi grabbed the little detective's back, imitating a certain tool man's past actions, and threw it out the door.
After the sounds of 'plop' and 'ouch' came.
In the astonished eyes of Mu Mu Shisan, he added calmly:
"There is a problem with Itakura Taku's death. If he died in this posture in front of the table, after such a long time, there must be indentations on the back of the body's hands or near the wrists. Therefore, he should have been killed somewhere else after he died. The person was moved. This was not a natural death, but homicide..."
Ye Gengyi did not continue, but began to think seriously.
Even vodka can't do this kind of clumsy concealment technique that takes a lot of time to create...
No, I can't overestimate Vodka's IQ. He may not, but others may not be able to guide him.
I had even thought about asking him to send an email to the BOSS and break up the family with Gin...
Therefore, the top priority is to find out who is the person who killed Taku Itakura first.
