Conan's grammatical investigator

Chapter 949 Everyone has a bright future
After dinner, several people sat around the sofa to continue discussing stalkers.

Reina Mizumu also said that she had heard movement from the next door, and when she opened the door to check, she saw a figure running out of the apartment next door.

But the apartment next door has not been rented out for half a year because of some bad things that happened before.

This clue made everyone more sure that the stalker had a spare key next door.

At this time, Qin Zhibo put forward his own ideas.

"Since the stalker intends to ring the doorbell tomorrow morning, it may be next door now..."

"If you knock on the door now, maybe there are people inside?"

When Kogoro Mouri heard it, he thought it was a good idea, so he stood up and took everyone out to find the next door to argue.

……

Coming to the next door, Mori Kogoro reached out and pressed the doorbell, but there was no movement.

The apartment has been vacant for half a year, and the battery of the doorbell has not been replaced, as it has long since run out of power.

Mori Kogoro knocked on the door manually again, and turned the handle, but there was still no movement inside.

"Sure enough, the door is locked. It would be great if I could get in. Maybe I can find clues about that man..."

A word from Mori Kogoro reminded Conan who was standing behind.

If you want to enter this kind of house, entering through the door is not the only way.

While Mori and the others were still discussing whether they could call the manager of the apartment, Conan silently returned to Rena Minato's apartment and came to the balcony.

As he expected, for the convenience of fire escape, there is only a trapezoidal partition between the balconies here, which is easy to turn over.

Just as he was looking left and right, looking for something on tiptoe to help his diminutive self climb over the railing, a bench slid right beside him.

"Ok?"

Conan stared at the bench at his feet, froze for a moment, then turned his head to look at the kind person who handed him the bench, it turned out to be Qin Zhibo.

I saw Qin Zhibo smiling, "Aren't you looking for someone on tiptoe?"

Conan looked at the man in front of him, feeling awkward in his heart.

He really wanted to take this opportunity of being alone now to ask what kind of "organization" it was, and whether it was the one he knew.

If yes, can you share what you know?
But when he thought that Qin Zhibo would probably tease him with words, he might even strengthen his vigilance for tomorrow, which blocked his possibility of obtaining all information.

Forget it, the intelligence still has to be obtained by oneself.

You must rely on yourself!
"Thank you, uncle."

Conan thanked Qin Zhibo with a smile, and went to "break and enter private houses".

Qin Zhibo looked at Conan, the child criminal, and had no intention of stopping him.

Because he had already asked Minase Harumo to go through the wall to the next door to confirm during dinner, and there was no one in the next room, and there was no trace of long-term living.

The proposal to ask Mao Li and others to find someone next door, and to send Conan away, is because Qin Zhibo wanted to wander around Rena Mizumu's house alone.

With limited time, Qin Zhibo quickly came to the innermost bedroom, which was the bedroom of Mizuru Renai.

Pushing open the door, the first impression is that the bedroom is very tidy, but also too ordinary.

A single bed covered with light blue sheets, next to it is a desk and a large wardrobe.

There are a handful of books and magazines on the desk, as well as a framed picture.

The photo frame is not a family photo or a landscape photo, but a work photo of Rena Mizumu doing live reports alone.

In the photo, Rena Mizumura looks younger than she is now, wearing a dark jacket, and the fire truck that is extinguishing the fire can be seen in the background behind her.

Apart from these, there are no more personal items that can reflect personal preferences.

Qin Zhibo reached out to turn off the light in the room, and the room fell into darkness instantly.

But in this darkness, there is still an unnatural light that seems a bit abrupt.

【Investigation√】

[This is a monitor, the radio effect is good]

The monitor is located in the gap between the chandelier and the ceiling, almost embedded in the wall. If it is not guided by the light from the investigation point, it is really not easy to find.

Qin Zhibo frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong.

This method of installing monitors is no longer like an ordinary stalker. The method is very professional, and there are too many monitors.

When he was strolling around Shuiwu Liannai's house before, Qin Zhibo had already found bugs in the living room and the kitchen.

Qin Zhibo turned on the light in the room, went to the second bedroom to investigate in the same way, and found another bug.

In this way, the whole apartment is under monitoring, but the toilet has no monitor.

But if it is a perverted stalker, the sound in the toilet should be the most wanted to hear, right?

……

Qin Zhibo returned to the living room with doubts, and Mao Li, who had returned in vain, also returned to the entrance at this time.

Mori Kogoro originally wanted to ask the apartment manager to get the key to open the door, but Mizumu Rena said that she had already troubled the manager because of this matter last time, and I am afraid that the other party will not provide the key again.

The administrator is a stubborn old man, even the fame bonus of a famous detective will not give him any convenience.

Conan, who returned from the balcony next door, found a clue.

"Uncle, I saw someone write such handwriting on the window of the balcony next door..."

Conan tore off a piece of paper from the notebook in his arms, and wrote "Mu Meihe" on the paper.

"Wood, beauty, and? What does this refer to?"

Kogoro Mori held a piece of paper and used his brain's ability to associate, "Beauty? Japanese cuisine? Thursday?"

Mori Kogoro played a crossword puzzle, guessing possible Japanese words based on the pronunciation of these words.

Qin Zhibo glanced at the three words on the piece of paper, but did not see the investigation point.

This shows that this is not a secret language, but three words with simple meanings.

Suddenly, Qin Zhibo remembered that if the FBI had been monitoring Rena Mizumu recently, it should be possible to see who was in the next room.

Just as he was about to go out and call to inquire, he felt something was wrong again.

If the FBI wants to monitor Rena Mizumu, it is obvious that the building facing the balcony can capture more information. The living room, entrance, balcony, and master bedroom can all be seen at a glance.

But in fact, the fbi chose to monitor the building on the side facing the apartment door.

In that place, apart from being able to see the door of Rena Mizumu's house, the only thing that can be seen through the window is an unused second bedroom.

Why didn't the fbi choose to monitor in the building facing the balcony?

Unless there is some reason why they cannot choose to monitor in the building opposite the balcony.

"Could it be written by some policeman?"

Qin Zhibo's sudden sound stopped the other people in the discussion.

"You mean the person who wrote this word was a policeman?" Mori Kogoro asked with a frown.

"I just thought it was possible..."

Since the FBI cannot monitor the building on one side of the balcony, it is possible that someone is also monitoring the building on the other side, and the buildings on both sides are facing the surveillance and are easy to be found.

If the person monitoring here is a policeman, then it is even more necessary to avoid his edge.

"But will someone from the Metropolitan Police Department write 'Mu Mihe'?"

Mori Kogoro rubbed his chin, not quite believing Qin Zhibo's conjecture.

But the words of Qin Zhibo + Mori Kogoro reminded Conan on the side.

"Maybe there is indeed~"

Mao Lilan bent down and asked curiously, "Who is it?"

"Why don't I call that person and ask?" Conan took out his flip phone and called his old acquaintance in the first search section.

After a while, the other side answered the phone.

"I'm Twilight."

"Officer Meguro, it's me."

Police officer Mu Mu, who was far away in the Metropolitan Police Department, was taken aback. Hearing the immature child's voice, the expression on his face immediately became happy, as if he had received some surprise gift during overtime.

"So it's Conan! What happened?"

"..."

Conan was speechless, why did the call he made have to be associated with the "case"?

"This time it's not a case, I want to talk to Officer Takagi."

"Oh..." Mu Mu felt depressed for a moment, and was about to transfer the phone to the line on Takagi's desk.

But staring at the many buttons on the phone for a few seconds, he gave up struggling and changed to a verbal greeting.

"Takagi, I have your call on the front line!"

Takagi, who was chatting with his colleagues not far away, heard the greeting from his boss, subconsciously turned his head and picked up the phone.

But as soon as he picked up the phone, he remembered that Mugure could directly switch the call to the internal line and let him answer it, so that he didn't have to greet him verbally.

"Megure Police Department, haven't I already taught you how to cut inside the phone?"

Takagi's face was full of doubts, and Mu Mu also smiled awkwardly to express his helplessness.

Can this be blamed on him?
For him, the difficulty of learning to use electronic devices is even more difficult and brain-consuming than solving murder cases.

"Don't worry about it, it's Conan calling you."

Takagi looked helplessly at Police Officer Mu Mu, and knew that this was probably the case in his life.

Takagi picked up the phone, and Conan's voice was on the other side.

"Officer Takagi, I want to know if you were performing a surveillance mission in Room 305 of an apartment in Kuboto-cho before?"

"Well, I have been there... Huh? How do you know?"

"Are you still writing on the glass? Did you write the words 'Takagi Miwako'?"

"what!"

Takagi immediately blushed with shame and yelled in the office.

The people in the office immediately looked suspiciously, including Miwako Sato, and Takagi quickly relieved the embarrassment with an awkward smile and scratching his head.

"Conan, how do you know this?"

Hearing Takagi's answer, Conan smiled slightly, knowing that he had guessed right.

"Okay, Officer Takagi, goodbye."

"Hello! Hello?"

beep --

Before Takagi could ask what was going on, Conan had already hung up the phone.

……

On the apartment side, Conan explained to several people what happened in the next room.

It turned out that Takagi used to go to the next room to monitor because of a certain monitoring task. Of course, he got the key with the assistance of the apartment manager.

Rena Mizumu saw a figure running out from the next door that night, it should be Takagi Tsutomu who suddenly received a recall from the headquarters.

"There is also the word '木美和子' on the glass. Officer Takagi imagines that if he marries Officer Sato in the future, Officer Sato will change his name to 'Miwako Takagi'."

"He forgot to wipe off the words on the glass before he left, and after a long time, only the three words in the middle remained."

Conan was very careless, and directly gave Takagi a public death.

Mori Kogoro heard that he was not a stalker, his mouth twisted, and he complained, "Really, a policeman is daydreaming during his mission?"

Mao Lilan smiled sweetly, "It's not a daydream, I think Officer Takagi has a chance~"

Rena Mizumus, who had been listening, smiled reluctantly, "So, the black shadow I saw before was just that police officer named 'Takagi'?"

"That way I'm relieved..."

"By the way, it's getting late now, let me arrange a place for you to live in."

……

Rena Mizumu's apartment is not too big, but it is more than enough for a few people to live in.

Rena Minzumu still lives alone in her master bedroom, while the Mori family is in the second bedroom, Xiaolan and Conan sleep on the bed, and Mori Kogoro sleeps on the floor.

In the end, Qin Zhibo slept alone on the sofa in the living room.

At 9 o'clock in the evening, Rena Mizumu, who had changed into home clothes, began to sort out the newspapers, magazines and books that were not at home.

The warm-hearted Mao Lilan wanted to help, but was declined by Rena Mizumura.

"Tomorrow is Recycling Day. I just bundle up these magazines and newspapers that I don't usually read, and take them out tomorrow and throw them away."

Mao Lilan looked down at the busy Mizuna Rena, and suddenly said: "I always feel that Ms. Reina looks a lot like my high school classmate, especially the eyes."

"I don't know that student Yingyou..."

Hearing Mao Lilan's inadvertent chat, Mizumu Renai, who was arranging the books, suddenly changed his eyes, and quickly got up to interrupt Mao Lilan's words.

"Do you want to eat fruit? I remember there should be some in the refrigerator at home..."

Regardless of whether anyone agreed or not, she walked straight to the refrigerator, leaving the pile of newspapers and books.

Qin Zhibo, who was sitting on the sofa, had been quietly observing Reina Mizumu, and also saw her abnormal reaction just now.

Mao Lilan just mentioned her classmates, and she suddenly changed her expression.

Why is that?
……

Fruits in Japan are quite expensive, and Japanese people usually don't buy too much, so Rena Minazu only collected a banana and half a dragon fruit from the refrigerator.

Although this amount was not enough to entertain the guests, she still bravely took out all of them, cut them into small pieces and put them on a plate, and inserted a few toothpicks.

After eating the fruit, everyone chatted for a while.

Taking advantage of this time, Rena Mizumura organized unnecessary magazines and books into two knee-high piles, and piled them all outside the door.

When the time came to 10 o'clock in the evening, Rena Mizumu suggested that everyone turn off the lights and go to sleep.

The proposal was unanimously agreed by all.

Qin Zhibo will participate in the assassination mission organized by Qin Jiu at 10:00 tomorrow morning, so he must prepare some things in advance.

Conan's plan is to follow Qin Zhibo tomorrow and get clues about the "organization" with his own strength.

Mori Kogoro is going to bet on the horse tomorrow to realize his long-lost dream of wealth and freedom.

Each of them has a bright future.

(End of this chapter)