Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

Yokomizo was also the lover of No. 24, so in order to avoid suspicion, after proposing to chat with the suspects, he looked at the two of them a few times and then sat down obediently in the previous chair.

"Where are the suspects now?" Yuji glanced at the hotel manager who was bending over beside him: "They are the ones who were scheduled to meet on the 24th."

"They, they should be in the previous hall now. I'll bring them over."

The manager also knew the seriousness of the matter. Most people had never seen a homicide, so when the suspects were mentioned, the feeling of fear was extremely obvious.

"I've called the police."

Hagiwara Chisu walked in from outside and closed his feature phone with a complicated expression: "I thought tomorrow would be a happy day, but who knew these things would happen."

"We can't decide other people's actions, and the murderer won't care about the police when he kills people." Yuji took out a pair of gloves from his pocket, put them on, and walked to the body.

"Wait! We should protect the scene first." Hagiwara Chisu noticed that the boy seemed to want to touch the corpse and hurriedly interrupted him.

"When the police sent her to the hospital, many things couldn't be seen." Yuji pointed his finger at the bullet hole: "The sound of the gunshot was too obvious. It was impossible for us not to hear it, so this guy used a silencer."

Yuji's fingers slid down No. 24's cheek again. Since the victim had died no more than half an hour ago, he was still warm.

"The muscles are a little too tight."

Yuji squeezed the woman's arm, squatted down and poked her thigh, and said firmly under Hagiwara Chisawa's disgusted expression: "She was not killed suddenly."

"what?"

Hagiwara Chisaku, a traffic policeman, frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"Generally, after death, the muscles of the body will gradually relax due to the loss of nerve control. Therefore, many times, when the first discoverer sees the body, it is not actually very clean."

Yuji pointed at the empty glasses on the table and said, "After No. 24 finished the drinks he brought in, he ordered other drinks. But it's only been an hour since your blind date started, and he drank so much water, but he didn't react at all after the woman died."

"Reaction?" Hagiwara Chisu was stunned for a moment, then rolled his eyes at the boy: "You didn't lift up her skirt to see."

"There's nothing wrong with my nose." The boy hugged his chest and raised his eyebrows: "There's no smell in the air. Although people say that their girls are not good outside, the smell of beautiful girls after going to the toilet is also bad."

To be on the safe side, Yuuji walked to the door of the room and threw a pair of gloves for Chisuga Hagiwara to check.

"Indeed, nothing was missing."

Chisawa Hagiwara put down the size 24 skirt, then immediately took off her gloves and threw them into the trash can outside.

"I just checked. Her muscles were very tense. She must have been in a tense state for a long time before she died."

The boy heard a commotion outside and jogged over. A short-haired policewoman appeared at the door of the room and said "oh" when she saw the two people inside.

"Kudou-kun? And Miss Hagiwara!"

"Officer Sato? You're still working overtime today!" Yuji's mouth twitched slightly: "Aren't you getting married tomorrow?"

"We can't help it. Officer Shiratori has been sent by Officer Megure to deliver materials. Now the only one who can lead the team is Officer Sato."

Officer Chiba's head popped up as well: "If only Officer Matsuda hadn't resigned yet."

"He's not a god. The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department can't be unable to solve the case without him." Yuji complained, "Besides, there's no difference between Officer Sato and him." The police from the Forensic Department rushed in and began to inspect the scene. Several people in the room came out and walked to the place where they had rested at the beginning, and met Yokomizo Shigeo who was sitting there counting his fingers.

"You are... Officer Yokomizo from Kanagawa Prefecture!"

Miwako Sato blinked: "Come to think of it, I still don't know what's going on here?"

The manager who had been following him immediately started to explain. When she heard him say the words "blind date conference", Sato Miwako immediately looked at Kudo Yuji next to her.

"You kid, do you feel that your home is too lonely?"

"Huh? Officer Sato, why do you say that? I just came here to see the world." Yuji rubbed his ring: "Besides, I just came here to pick someone up for someone's wedding. Who knew that there was a blind date here?"

Several people sat down, ready to extract information from the three suspects.

“I should be the first one.”

A man in his thirties walked in. He was wearing a pair of glasses and a brown high-end suit, but he walked very carefully, paying attention to the ground, and holding a book in his hand.

"Do you like reading?"

Miwako Sato discovered that even after the other person sat down, his fingers were still stroking the cover of the book.

"Yes, because I am a writer." The man put the book on his chest: "Reading is both a hobby and a part of my job. Otherwise, I can't write good articles."

"Excuse me, are you the first person to enter the room?" Miwako Sato took the record sheet on the table in the room and found that No. 24 did not write the visitor's number or name, but only wrote the other person's personality.

"I don't know either, but it shouldn't be, because I remember that strong man was before me."

The writer looked at Yokomizo Shigeo, who was sitting next to Kudo Yuuji, and said, "I was there before him. There was no one else at the table at that time."

"Officer Yokomizo, do you remember the order of the first three?" Sato Miwako asked Yokomizo. Before the other party could speak, Yuji raised his hand.

"In my impression, the order should be pop star, otaku, writer and policeman."

"Yes, I remember that too." Yokomizo Shigego immediately explained to the others the origins of these nicknames: "Number 24 was still alive before me, but when the waiter saw that there was no one inside to call out, she was dead when he opened the door."

Noticing that everyone was looking at him suspiciously, the writer immediately adjusted his glasses and said, "You suspect I killed someone. What's your reason?"

"We suspect everyone who entered the room before Officer Yokomizo, but if the deceased was alive before you, but died after you, then you are probably the only one who can do it."

"This is a twisted logic. You have no direct evidence to prove that I killed her, so please give some more compelling reasons."

"So……"

Sato Miwako wanted to use this method to stimulate the writer, attempting to find loopholes in his language, but it is obvious that reading a lot has its benefits, and the writer's answer was flawless.

"Let's ask other people. Until the results of the inspection in the house come out, this is the only way we can do something."

"Why doesn't the hotel even have surveillance cameras?" Sato Miwako sighed helplessly. "I heard that the police department is installing surveillance equipment in various towns recently. I hope it can be done faster."

(End of this chapter)