Just when Conan was reasoning about the causes and consequences of being let go.
In the room at the murder scene, Megure Thirteen also had new doubts about the identity of the famous writer Masato Sugimori:
"It's really strange. As far as I know, those famous writers have quite good incomes. They should at least move to a place with a better environment. Maybe this Mr. Sugimori is actually bragging..."
Refers to a certain Kudo family who travels abroad with his wife all year round?
Hearing someone secretly calling his father, Conan quickly poked his head in:
"Ah, no..."
"Ahem!" Hui Yuan Ai reminded from the side.
I know, I know……
However, it is really shameful to start pretending after being reminded...
Conan took a deep breath to adjust his emotions, raised his voice and said in a cute voice:
"Ah! Mr. Sugimori seems to have a fun keychain hanging on his waist. There is also a silver horse on it. He must like animals very much, right?"
Ye Gengyi: "..."
What's wrong?
Haibara Ai:"……"
I was shocked...
"What happened to this key?" Mumu Shisan was confused.
"It's the key to the Ferrari."
Ye Geng glanced at the detective boy who was disgusted by him, and explained on his behalf:
"I was in a nearby open space before and saw a red 330p4 parked. It should belong to the deceased. You can send forensic personnel from the police department to confirm."
...In fact, he had already opened the door and checked, but still couldn't find the medium.
"I see."
It is clear to Mu Mu Shisan:
"It seems that Mr. Sugimori is the type who doesn't hesitate to save money in order to maintain a high-end sports car."
Yes, that's what happened...
Conan nodded with satisfaction, turned his eyes and noticed three little heads staring at him with resentful eyes, and his heart suddenly tightened:
"You...what's wrong with you..."
"You're still asking! What were you doing when you said 'ahhhhh' just now?" Yuantai approached.
"Conan, haven't I told you many times, I thought you had corrected yourself..."
Mitsuhiko said helplessly:
"It's because you are always like this that our young detective team is looked down upon!"
"Yes, Conan..."
Ayumi blushed and gave her own opinion:
"Although your 'ah-lie-lie' look is cute, but wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate to do this at a murder scene?"
"me……"
Behind him is the attention of Teacher Xiaolin, on the left is the gaze of Haibara Ai, on the right are the complaints of the three children, and in front of him is Brother Gengyi, who although he has never paid much attention to him, but he really wants to be better than him in reasoning.
It's so difficult... Conan sighed, feeling physically and mentally exhausted.
"..."
With a sigh, Takagi Wataru brought in the recording equipment.
At this moment, the sound of 'dang-dang-dang' on the level crossing was also clearly transmitted into the room. There was no way to maintain the integrity of the recording, so the few people had no choice but to wait for the train to pass by while looking at their watches to count the time.
The noise lasted for more than two minutes.
After it quieted down, a group of people began to listen to the messages on the answering machine.
Conan also took the opportunity to get involved.
The person who left the first message was a woman who called herself Pengtian Qinghua. Since the deceased had been unwilling to take her home to engage in activities beyond friendship, the two had a quarrel over this. Her purpose in calling this call was not to apologize. In addition to speaking too loudly when he was angry, he also had thoughts of getting back together.
【11:25 am...Friday...】
The call ended, and the recording storage time came from the answering machine.
"There is the sound of TV in the background." Wataru Takagi captured the details.
"Oh, that's "Life Information TV" broadcast on Rimai TV at 11 noon."
Mumu Shisan calmly showed affection and said:
"My wife Xiaolu loves to watch it very much. She often records some clips teaching weight loss and watches it together when I get back from work overtime."
lose weight? It doesn't seem to have any effect...
Several people looked at his big belly.
Ye Gengyi looked at the TV in the room, thoughtfully.
"Ahem, let's continue listening."
Mumu Shisan coughed dryly and clicked on the next message:
"I'm Hinoki Higaki, and I'm on my way to your house now. I originally wanted to apologize to you in person, but since you're not there, let's do it next time. By the way, I'm sorry about the car. Goodbye..."
[The next stop is Osui, the next stop is Osui, when you get off, please——]
[11:27 am...Friday...]
Along with the announcement of the circular train, the second message ended here.
"Osui Station," Takagi Wataru thought for a moment: "It will take at least 30 minutes to get here by train."
"Well, let's continue listening to the third message." Mumu Shisan said.
"I'm Atsushi Inaba from Koeikan. I'd like to ask how the report I asked you to write is going so far... Um, what day is it today for the editor-in-chief?"
The man named Inaba Atsushi seemed very confused.
"April 24th, 11:28 am." Another person's voice sounded.
"...That's it, there is still one week before the deadline, please work hard, oh... By the way, I don't mind that insider report anymore, please give me more advice in the future..."
While he was speaking, the voices of other people talking to the editor-in-chief were also heard:
"Editor-in-Chief, are you really going to watch the night game today?"
"Yes, it's located in the Dome in Dongdu..."
【11:29 am...Friday...】
"Xingrong Pavilion, oh, it is a publishing house of newspapers and magazines."
Mumu Shisan remembered this company and briefly recalled:
"It seems to be quite far from Hakka Town."
"That's right."
Gao Mushe nodded:
"You have to change trains if you take the bus... and it takes at least an hour by car."
"Then all that's left is the last message."
Mumu Thirteen said 'hmm' and pressed the play button on the answering machine again.
"I'm sorry, I'm Xiaolin Chengzi, the teacher of Class 1B of Didan Primary School who just called... Ah Zhi! Sorry, I seem to have pollen... Ah Zhi! I have something to ask... Ah Zhi! No Sorry, I... sneeze! Click... beep beep beep..."
【11:30 am...Friday...】
"Eh? It's the teacher who called me." Mitsuhiko turned around and looked.
"So, Teacher Xiaolin may be the murderer!" Yuantai looked horrified.
"What?! Really?" Ayumi was startled.
"It's impossible..."
Haiyuan Ai's half-moon eye explained:
"If the teacher is really the murderer, when we saw the body together, she would have broken into the house directly and got close to the body... In this way, even if the police later find her hair or fingerprints when investigating the murder scene, they can still use this Such excuses are easily brushed aside."
"Hey, you're still talking about me, why don't you restrain yourself..." Conan lowered his voice and looked over with empty eyes.
"Ah, sorry..."
Hui Yuan Ai said without sincerity:
"I just want you to experience how I feel when I see you ignoring your reasoning."
"Then...then I'm really sorry." Conan Khan.
Is it all my fault that I co-authored it?
Since the owner of the fourth voice message, Kobayashi Chengzi, was at the scene, after listening to all the voice messages, Megure Thirteen also started questioning her nearby:
"Excuse me, what did you just mention in your message that you wanted to ask him?"
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