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"So, I was just having fun." Kawakami said.
Obviously, not long after he became reliable, this guy's bad character showed up again. Kudo Shinichi's face was full of black lines.
"Are you really a detective?" Officer Duran asked.
"If I answer no, will I be arrested for interfering with police enforcement?" Kawakami asked curiously, "I actually -"
"——He is actually Mr. Mouri Kogoro's assistant!" Kudo Shinichi hurriedly interrupted and stabbed Kawakami in the waist with his elbow.
Kawakamiji's smile almost stopped: "Yes, yes, yes, I am."
The bruises on his waist haven't gone away yet. Just now, Tsumugi Kawakami almost used the anesthesia needle on his sleeve to give Kudo Shinichi a good lesson not to touch him casually.
Officer Duran sneered and pretended not to notice the two men's little moves.
He walked toward the surveillance room and called other police officers on his walkie-talkie, ordering them to search the sewage repair rooms on each floor.
According to the murder law summarized by Kawakami Tsumugi, the sewage repair room on each floor happens to be in the blind spot of monitoring.
Kudo Shinichi followed quickly.
His back hurt terribly, and Tsumugi Kawakami had no interest in this nearly solved case.
"Can I check the surveillance again?" Kawakami asked the hotel manager gently, "Maybe there are any other clues."
He got the hotel manager's permission, and Kawakami walked to the main monitoring console and called up the monitoring at the elevator entrance on each floor.
By the way, the time when the surveillance video at the hotel entrance is displayed is moved back a little - no, it is precisely adjusted to the time when Scotland's positioning is moved.
The gray-haired young man held his chin with his left hand and looked solemn. He seemed to be analyzing the case carefully. In fact, 30% of his attention was spent observing the movements of his partner.
As for the other 70%... out of a sense of responsibility, 5% is thinking about tomorrow's tasks, and the rest is probably spent thinking about government-funded travel strategies and instant noodles and lemon candies. Zero one way to eat it.
Gee, not just Scotland, but Bourbon too.
Kawakami watched the two of them bump into each other, and then walked towards the surveillance corner one after another - Bourbon also circled the suspicion array several times during the process.
As far as he knew, Scotland and Bourbon had a good relationship, and it was normal for good friends to meet in private, although it was not allowed in principle.
Fortunately for Scotland, Bourbon is clearly as unruly as he is.
So is it necessary to interpret it as an undercover joint? Oh, it’s so troublesome... I still have to write an observation diary and so on.
Kawakami wondered whether he should solve this problem by tossing a coin, reporting heads and solving tails privately.
Then he remembered that all his change was spent on lemon candies, and he needed to ask Scotland for one if he wanted to toss a coin.
Using the other person's money to decide the other person's fate...it's like writing a novel with plot tension.
Forget it, it’s not conclusive evidence, it just depends on your mood.
Kawakami returned the monitoring rights to the hotel manager and planned to stroll back to the front desk on the first floor of the hotel to take a look.
I originally thought this would be a great opportunity to observe the techniques of my peers, but I didn't expect that it would end up committing suicide.
Kawakami didn't choose to take the elevator. He went down the fire stairs on one side. At the exit of the first floor, I met Mouri Kogoro and Mouri Ran.
"Hey, I really want to drink..." Uncle Maoli said in a decadent tone, "These hateful police officers question my professional ability, damn it!"
"Dad! You can't drink anymore!" Mao Lilan put her hands on her hips and looked very angry. "We finally won the prize and went to Paris to visit - uh, hello, Mr. Kawakami."
The girl with the strange hairstyle looked embarrassed.
"Hello." Kawakami smiled and waved, "Ms. Mori, do you know where Kudo Shinichi is?"
"Shinichi," Mao Lilan said with a somewhat disappointed yet proud expression when he mentioned his little tame, "He and the police officer are at the front desk. Mr. Kawakami, has the case been solved?"
"The truth may come to light, or it may never see the light of day." The gray-haired young man said, "Who knows?"
Mao Lilan was stunned by Kawakami Tsuyoshi's unclear answer. She watched the other party leave lightly.
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French police closed down the team.
Kudo Shinichi looked at the police car in the distance with a look of despair on his face, as if he had not yet recovered from the case.
Kawakami Tsumugi walked over quickly and gave the little detective a sudden attack without any courtesy.
"Ouch!" Kudo Shinichi covered his beaten head, "Hey, what are you doing?"
"Revenge." The gray-haired young man retracted his hand with satisfaction, "You stabbed me in the monitoring room, did you forget?"
"Oh, childish devil."
"Both each other. Officer Duran is gone. It seems they found what they were looking for?" Kawakami asked.
"On the door of the sewage repair room on the fourth floor, they found fingerprints. Through preliminary comparison, they belong to Michiko Motoshima." Kudo Shinichi said, "In other words, this is very likely to be a suicide."
Kawakamiji chuckled: "But you don't think so, right?"
"Motive." The little detective frowned and said to himself, "I can't figure out the reason why Miss Motojima did this. According to the testimonies of those employees, Miss Motoshima showed no abnormality at all before her death."
"Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same. Who can detect anyone's abnormality?"
After avenging his stabbing in the waist, Kawakami finished what he wanted to do. He said goodbye to Kudo Shinichi, who was in deep thought, and wandered into the garden outside the hotel.
Tsuji Kawakami Contact Scotland:
[Let’s go to the organization base tomorrow. We still have time. Do you want to go shopping? ——Cachaca]
[No, I feel a little tired today. ——Scotch]
Kawakami followed the winding path into the depths of twilight, and he saw Scotland. "Miyagawa Chimitsu", a freshly dressed college student, sat quietly on a bench next to a street lamp.
[Turn around, left. ——Cachaca]
Scotland obeyed and turned around.
Still silent, the gray-haired young man seemed to suddenly appear from the intersection, resembling a lonely ghost who had stopped.
His usually gentle smile looked eerie and eerie under the dim light, reminding Scotland of the reliefs on the walls.
Haunted church.
"I've been waiting for a long time, Chiguang-kun." Kawakami said happily.
Kawakami sat next to Scotland, and the previous inhuman feeling miraculously disappeared.
"How was your chat with your friend?" The gray-haired young man spoke softly, and the information revealed made Scotland hold his breath.
Kashasha indeed knew his movements. Scotland thought, through what channels.
Locator? Bug? Scotland checked several times to make sure he didn't have any of these gadgets on him.
"It's surveillance." Kawakamiji clarified his doubts.
"It's okay. He didn't say much about his situation after transferring." Scotland said calmly, "It's just that my friend asked me to tell him something his boss wanted to tell you."
"What?"
Scotland's friend is Bourbon, and Bourbon's boss is Rum... No, no, Rum probably didn't get involved, could it be Belmode?
"She said to mind yourself."
