Conan’s Corpse Picker

   Chapter 845 To see Jiang Xia, keep your eyes open

  Belmode doubtfully recalled the previous reports about “Kudo Shinichi”.

   She vaguely remembered that in addition to his strong observation and thinking abilities, Coolguy also had a very accurate intuition.

   But now it seems that, facing Wu Zuo who kills a few people every three or five times to add to the fun, and even kills several people a day to add to the fun, coolguy doesn’t respond much…

   Uzo’s acting is so good?

   Or does he not feel that he is doing bad things in his heart, so he can be as magnanimous as a good person from the bottom of his heart, so that coolguy’s intuition is also misled by this perception, thinking that Uzo is really a good person?

   Thinking of this, Belmod’s mood was a little complicated for a while.

   At the same time, there is still a trace of fear.

  …Fortunately, Uzo is not an enemy in this matter, otherwise hundreds of coolguy would not be able to deliver.

  …

   The four have their own thoughts.

   Before we had time to communicate more, the car had already arrived at the scene of the crime.

   They entered the apartment by brushing their faces and saw Kogoro Mouri who smelled of alcohol.

   Mori Kogoro stood by the door, and seemed to have been stimulated by the murder case to wake up a little, but since he had no clue about the case, he had to do something within his power: start comforting Shimamura Sayuri, who was covering his face and crying.

  …

“Haha, we met again.” Officer Takagi greeted Jiang Xia feebly when he saw Jiang Xia, and sighed, “I didn’t expect there would be another case tonight… You heard the siren and rushed Here to help? Thank you for your hard work.”

“It’s nothing, just come to me if you have a case – I’m willing to help the deceased find the real culprit and let them rest their eyes. This also makes me realize my worth.” Jiang Xia said this in a rather dull tone, but anyone can Hear the sincerity in the words.

   He quickly threw himself into the state of solving the case, looked at Shibu Takagi, and asked politely, “Is it convenient for me to tell me about the case this time?”

  “…”

Beside   , Belmod looked at Jiang Xia vaguely, with a complicated mood:

   Looking at it this way, Wu Zuo’s acting skills are really good. In the words just now, even she can’t see any signs of lying.

If it wasn’t for those task targets assigned to Wu Zuo, most of them died on schedule, and Wu Zuo often unintentionally revealed a little director’s perspective who knew the ending… Maybe they would really believe that “everything is just a coincidence”, “Jiangxia is just a A detective with an event physique”.

  …Oh, yes, Belmod thought, among these “them”, Bourbon should be excluded – if she remembered correctly, that guy really thinks that Jiang Xia is just Jiang Xia.

   Thinking about it again, Gin was once deceived by Uzzo’s “obedient subordinate” appearance for a long time…

  Bermode’s depression after hitting a nail all night dissipated a little. She leaned against the corridor wall, lit a cigarette, and took a breath.

  ——Comparing this way, Uzo’s words and actions just now were not aimed at her, but instinctively had a habit of playing tricks on others. In comparison, she was already the least affected one among her colleagues.

  Comparison can indeed give people some sense of superiority, and Belmod gradually feels happy.

  …

Beside   , Jiang Xia turned his head, swept his gaze towards Belmod, and turned back slightly disappointed.

   “Mr. Mori and Miss Shimamura were the first to discover the body.” Takagi Shibuya didn’t notice any slight changes in Jiang Xia’s mood.

   This honest police officer was flipping through the notepad in his hand, and whispered information to Jiang Xia: “Judging from the stiffness of the deceased’s jaw, neck, etc., it is preliminarily judged that her death time was around nine o’clock in the evening.

   “Based on the situation at the scene, we actually thought that this might be a case of robbery and homicide — the floor-to-ceiling windows in Miss Shimamura’s room were unlocked, and she was in a hurry to go out after drying her clothes in the afternoon, so she didn’t care.

“And from the balcony of the emergency exit in the building, you can jump directly to the open-air balcony of their house. That is to say, if the floor-to-ceiling windows are not closed, the prisoner can easily sneak into the room. The murderer may have entered the room through this entrance, and then in the living room. While rummaging through the property, the deceased found it… that ultimately led to this tragedy.”

Beside   , Shimamura Sayuri raised her hand to cover her face, crying very sadly: “It was I who harmed Kazuya, if I had carefully checked the doors and windows…”

   Sato Miwako, who was tired and worked overtime, looked at her sad face, and could only cheer her up and comfort her a few words.

Then go to the main topic: “Can you tell us your flow of action tonight – this can give us some information about the looters.” … By the way, to see if it is possible that you killed someone and then disguised as a room entry robbery.

   Thinking of this, Sato Miwako raised her hand and pressed her forehead: There are too many similar things happening, and she is about to form a conditioned reflex. Especially when Jiang Xia was present, this famous detective seemed to be able to smell the incident. Every time he appeared at the scene, he faced a premeditated murder case… But there are indeed many such cases, so investigate first. Acquaintances are also a necessary process.

   Thinking of this, Sato Mikazu couldn’t help but glance up at Jiang Xia.

   I saw that Jiang Xia had finished talking to Takagi, and was listening carefully to what was happening on her side.

  Sato Miwako nodded secretly with relief: Very good, I don’t need to repeat it later. Maybe even after she finished chatting with the witnesses, Jiang Xia would be able to find the murderer immediately, and then everyone would be able to end their overtime soon and go back to their respective homes…

   Shimamura Sayuri couldn’t hear the police officer’s complicated heart sounds.

She wiped a handful of tears, choked and said, “I have been working overtime at the company in the afternoon. At seven o’clock in the evening, I remembered that Hemei had a bad cold, so I wanted to come back to see how she was doing and whether I could help prepare dinner. … I got home at about eight o’clock in the evening, and Kazuya was still sleeping, so I left her again without disturbing her.

   “When I got back to the car, I met Mr. Mori. We went for a ride together.

   “Who knows I’ll wait to come back…”

   Shimamura Sayuri glanced at the bloodstains on the floor, looked away as if unable to bear, and cried even more.

   “I see.” Sato Miwako listened and wrote down the situation.

   Shimamura Sayuri met Mouri Kogoro at around 8 o’clock in the evening, and the two went for a ride together, and didn’t come back until nearly midnight.

   And the time when the deceased was killed was nine o’clock in the evening.

   If this is true, Sayuri Shimamura undoubtedly has an alibi.

“Mr. Mori.” Sato Mikako walked to Kogoro Mori again, looked at the senior police officer who resigned, and found that he was not so drunk anymore, so she asked, “I heard that you are with Miss Shimamura tonight. Going for a ride…can you tell me the specifics?”

   (end of this chapter)