Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Chapter 270 It’s definitely not me!
"Hey, wait a minute..."

"Didn't we agree on tomorrow morning?"

“It’s still raining!”

Hattori and Uncle Maori, who were held back by Lin Feng, were of course very unhappy.

It's almost time for dinner. On a rainy day like this, it would be most pleasant to find a small shop and have a couple of drinks. However, Mr. Maori has no intention of practicing judo at all.

"By the way, Sister He Ye, you might have lost your wallet in that store. That's where you bought that disposable camera, right?" Conan glanced at Lin Feng and the other two who were entangled in the rain, showed a speechless expression, and turned to He Ye and said.

Who told you two to talk about judo and kendo while you were eating? The repairman must have noticed it, right?
"That's possible." He Ye nodded.

There was only 5,000 yuan in the wallet, so it wasn't a big deal if it was lost, but there was also a very important amulet in it.

With that person here, there will definitely be no trouble!

"Let's go ask!" Xiaolan and Heye quickly ran towards the convenience store on the side of the road.

"Conan-kun, you have a good memory." Ikumi Gunda stood there holding an umbrella and praised with a smile.

"Hehehe..." Conan touched his head and laughed.

One more sharp guy...

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a sound like an explosion in the distance.

Lin Feng and the other two, as well as Conan and the others, all looked up and began to search.

"What's going on?" Hattori was a little surprised. Who would set off fireworks on a rainy day?

"over there……"

Although it was raining, there were still many tourists. Lin Feng looked in the direction of the screaming crowd and saw that on the castle tower, there seemed to be a person bathed in flames, waving his arms and screaming.

Some impression, but not much...

The next moment, the man slipped and fell directly from the castle tower.

"quick!"

Hattori shouted and quickly ran towards where the other person fell.

"Uncle, call an ambulance!" Conan took off his coat to put out the fire and shouted back.

"it is good!"

Uncle Maori quickly took out his phone.

"Hey, how are you? What happened?" Hattori asked loudly when he saw that the fire had been extinguished and the man on the ground seemed to still have some consciousness.

Even if you wanted to commit self-immolation, you wouldn't choose to do it on a rainy day, climb outside the castle tower and light yourself on fire, right?

"Nobunaga... Nobunaga..." The man with a burnt face raised his finger to the sky and said two words intermittently. Then he died with his eyes looking up at the sky.

"It seems that you were right. A crime really happened." Qiangda Yumi and Lin Feng also walked to the body holding umbrellas.

This professional has already taken out a pair of white gloves from his briefcase.

Unlike Hattori and Conan, this is professionalism.

"Hey, you two irrelevant people, don't interfere with the autopsy." Lin Feng was responsible for holding an umbrella for Yumei, and at the same time drove Conan and Hattori away.

Why are you hanging around the corpse without even wearing gloves?

Having said that, judging from the man's appearance, there's a high possibility that he fell to his death.

At first glance, although the skin had varying degrees of burns, even the clothes were not completely burned. It would be strange if he didn't die after falling from the eaves of a roof thirty or forty meters high.

Of course, if he had stayed on the roof longer, he might have been burned to death.

"Please." Hattori looked at Lin Feng speechlessly.

How did I become an irrelevant person... "Is there a record of the time of death?" Ikumi Gunda looked at Conan's watch.

"Uh...yeah!"

Conan immediately looked at his watch and turned the time back one minute to remember it.

After all, he is a detective now, not a coroner, so Ikumi Gunda simply checked the condition of the body and did not destroy the scene.

Everything still has to wait until the police arrive here before launching an investigation. Breaking the rules is not an option.

It was similar to what Lin Feng thought. Compared to the flames all over his body, falling from a high altitude was the cause of death.

"I really didn't expect that the place I just visited during the day would become a crime scene in the blink of an eye." Qingtian Yumi said, took off her gloves and stood aside.

"The lethality of this combination is very great." Lin Feng smiled.

Not to mention the detective Yumi, the combination of the God of Plague, the God of Death and the Osaka Black Chicken is scary enough.

One death is probably just the beginning.

After all, you can't come to Osaka for nothing.

Because the distance was very close, the police arrived at the scene quickly. The first officer to arrive was an old acquaintance, Officer Otaki.

"Speaking of which, Officer Otaki has been really hard-working. He has had cases to handle for two consecutive days." Uncle Maori said while standing aside.

Inspector Megure, who was far away in Tokyo, expressed his dissatisfaction!
"This is my job. However, I admire you very much. How do you know his name is Kato Yuji?" Officer Otaki smiled and turned around to ask.

There were no signs of the deceased's body being turned over. This sleeping detective is quite magical.

"Badge." Qingtian Yumei said, glancing at the four people standing not far away.

That’s right, the man who was on fire and fell to his death in the rain was Toyotomi Hideyoshi, who we haven’t seen in the castle tower today. He was a member of the so-called Taiko Hideyoshi’s eight-day tour group.

"The emblem of the paulownia flower, the family emblem of Toyotomi Hideyoshi?" Officer Otaki nodded to Gunda Ikumi and Lin Feng, and then asked about the strange game of this tour group.

Of course he knew Lin Feng, and as for the coroner who changed his career to become a detective, he had also met him twice because of the case.

"By the way, may I ask, do you know the motive behind Mr. Kato's suicide?" Uncle Mori asked the four members of the tour group.

"We don't know this either..."

All four of them shook their heads.

"How do you know he committed suicide?" Officer Otaki was a little curious. The police had just arrived at the scene, so how did the other party know?

"It was raining heavily that evening, and it was impossible for an average person to climb onto the roof. Moreover, he was wearing a woolen coat that is easily flammable. This is the best evidence that he went onto the roof and set himself on fire."

Uncle Maori said this with a smug look on his face.

That’s right, that’s exactly it, it fits perfectly.

"It's a brilliant reasoning, Mr. Maori." Lin Feng clapped his hands twice in support.

"Hahaha~"

Uncle Maori became happier and happier.

Qiangtian Yumi frowned.

What nonsense are these two talking about...

"But, Mr. Maori, why do people die wherever you go? Are you possessed by some ghost?" The deeds of this sleeping famous detective were widely circulated, and Officer Otaki also wiped the sweat off his forehead.

It’s exactly the same as the rumors!
It's the God of Plague...

"No, this is Osaka, so he should be the son of the general manager." Uncle Maori shook his head and said in a low voice.

This is the black guy's territory.

This time, it’s definitely not me!

(End of this chapter)