"Heiji, why are you so disappointed? I also made a special trip here to confirm whether that chair is the same as the one at home..."
Yuan Shan and Ye persuaded a certain black man to be more open-minded.
But these words are of course useless.
Conan couldn't help but curse from the sidelines:
"Do you need to come here in person... If the chair itself doesn't have a mechanism, wouldn't it be better to just measure the height?"
Mouri Kogoro ignored these young men, turned to Otaki Goro and asked the doubts in his heart:
"What was the motive for Kanzuki Shuri's suicide?"
"It is said that he owed a lot of debt after failing in stock trading. At a cocktail party, he once threatened the securities broker who made him become like this, 'I will drag him to hell'..."
Otaki Goro sighed: "Perhaps it is for this reason that a scene like this was created that looks like someone was murdered."
Another money dispute?
Ye Gengyi suddenly felt that the words "seven of the eight hardships in life are related to money" were not all a joke.
Several people came to the elevator.
Mouri Kogoro continued to ask: "By the way, does that securities broker live nearby?"
After all, if the distance is far, since there is no way to figure out the other party's behavior, the hanging frame will accidentally hit the other person's alibi.
Otaki Goro shook his head: "Not only do you live nearby, the securities broker moved into this apartment last year. His name seems to be..."
"Are you talking about the Bupu walrus?"
Behind him, a middle-aged woman with a slightly short body came over, stared at a few people and said in a slightly unhappy tone:
"That guy caused a lot of trouble to the residents of the entire apartment!"
"Huh?"
Mouri Kogoro was startled, "I'm sorry, are you..."
"Of course I am also a resident of this apartment!"
Although the middle-aged woman's tone was not very friendly, the person she was targeting was always the securities broker named Bupu Walrus:
"That guy lives in Room 202 downstairs. However, I advise you to have less contact with him, and don't buy the stocks he recommends. Otherwise, when you regret it and cry someday, don't blame me for not reminding you!"
Scam?
This thought came to Otaki Goro's mind, and out of his duty as a criminal police officer, he asked:
"Can you be more specific?"
"Hmph, that guy will talk to the residents about stocks while waiting for the elevator. He will make some small money at first, but when we hand over a large amount of funds to him, he will lose everything!"
When the middle-aged woman spoke of excitement, she unconsciously raised her voice:
"My husband was almost moved by his sweet words. If I hadn't tried my best to stop him, he would have become like everyone else!"
Did it turn out that I bought the stocks he recommended and then lost money... Otaki Goro sweated.
However, it is difficult to characterize such incidents as cases.
Although securities brokers must be honest and trustworthy when providing securities investment consulting services, they must not violate laws, regulations, rules, and professional ethics by recommending stocks to customers despite knowing that there are risks...
But unfortunately...
Words such as honesty and trustworthiness, abiding by rules and regulations, and knowingly are basically constraints that only exist at the moral level.
When the middle-aged woman saw that several people were not answering, she became more and more enthusiastic in talking, and her two or three sentences rose to the level of personal attack:
"What's more! That guy even looks exactly like the God of Death. His eyes are sunken in the sockets, and his face is not only pale but also horribly thin... Ah, that's him..."
She paused for a moment, raised her hand and pointed to the elevator.
A man's figure suddenly appeared in the rising elevator window. He held a pistol and pointed it at his temple.
Then there was just a "pound" sound, and the man pulled the trigger. The splattered blood and the fallen body flashed through the secondary window.
The middle-aged woman was shocked by the scene she saw in front of her.
A high-pitched scream echoed throughout the corridor.
Hattori Heiji hurriedly stepped forward and pressed the 'floor button', but he was still a step too slow. As the elevator continued to rise, he could only look at Otaki Goro who had monitored the apartment:
"Uncle Otaki! Where are the stairs?!"
At the beginning of the design and planning of this apartment, it was obviously considered that the area required for stairs is larger than that of elevators. Therefore, in the selection of main entrances and backup entrances, in order to save space, residents rarely use them. The stairs are positioned in a less conspicuous position.
This is an architectural style that conforms to modern design concepts. Hattori Heiji didn't pay attention to it at first, because no matter how low-key the position of the stairs was designed, it was just on the left or right side of the corridor.
But that's if nothing unexpected happens...
Needless to say, earthquakes and fires.
At this moment when we need to race against time to go upstairs to confirm the situation, running in the wrong direction will waste too much time.
but……
Let a criminal police officer who can't even figure out whether the target under residential surveillance commit suicide recall the intelligence from a month ago?
Hattori Heiji obviously found the wrong person.
"Uh, this... let me think about it..." Otaki Goro's eyes were in a trance, and he couldn't give an answer for a while.
Hey hey, Uncle Otaki, can you still do it? !
Hattori Heiji was anxious and looked at the residents of the apartment. The middle-aged woman who was screaming with fear on her face suddenly felt her head grow bigger... Auntie! Please stop barking, okay!
"Follow the corridor, the stairs are on the left..."
Ye Gengyi suddenly spoke, but this sentence was not addressed to Hattori Heiji. He raised his arms and forced everyone to take a few steps back, and then said:
"Be careful, lest someone rushes down...Officer Otaki, do you have a gun?"
Otaki Goro was stunned for a moment, then quickly came to his senses, nodded "Yes", his expression was particularly solemn.
Yes, it would be fine if the person in the elevator committed suicide, but what if he was coerced?
Mr. Ye did the right thing. With himself as a detective, now is not the time for high school students to act as personal heroes!
"Aping! Stand behind me!"
Otaki Goro took out the pistol from his waist, looked at the staircase where Ye Gengyi mentioned before, slowed down and went there to check the situation.
"Wait a moment……"
Ye Gengyi stopped him, "The elevator is coming down again."
? !
Otaki Goro's body tensed up, and he immediately raised his gun and aimed it in the direction of the elevator. The waiting time seemed to be as slow as quicksand.
Until the elevator door slowly opened, the light was warm and soft. Through the gradually opening cracks in the door, a strong smell of rust was emitted, and at the same time, the body lying on the floor was revealed.
Bupu Walrus just fell into the red blood. His right hand was still holding the pistol used to commit suicide. The expression on his face at the last moment was only indescribable pain.
(End of chapter)
