The cross-dressing master in the world of Detective Conan

"Huh? Was it not wiped clean?"

Kaoru Kazama looked up and noticed a cracked mark on the window.

It's so subtle that you wouldn't notice it if you didn't observe carefully.

Moreover, the scratches were on the outside window.

"This size and shape seem somewhat familiar."

"You, bring me the evidence bag so I can take a look."

Kaoru Kazama glanced around and saw the evidence bag in the hand of the forensic officer standing next to her.

Inside was the deceased Takai's cell phone.

That is, the cockroach in the phone that fell from the 21st floor but didn't break.

"Hayi"

It's a very ordinary flip phone.

There are some scratches and slight dents from a violent impact on the bottom of the phone.

Upon seeing this mark, Kaoru Kazama couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.

That's incredibly powerful! Even iron objects falling from that height might not be completely unharmed.

However, this phone not only does not affect its use at all, but its appearance is also not much different.

It's downright contempt for Newton.

After flipping open the phone, I saw the familiar logo on it—NOKIA.

I couldn't help but smile knowingly; this was an old friend.

People of his generation basically grew up playing with their parents' Nokia phones.

Although the games inside are basically just small games like Snake and Tetris.

Nokia, the king of mobile phones, is a brand that is both powerful and invincible.

Undoubtedly, it is the best form of entertainment for parents to entertain their unlucky children who destroy houses and wreck homes.

Usually, the toys I buy are taken apart and destroyed by my child.

Nokia phone, if you can break it, I'll call you dad.

Before we knew it, the conversation had gone off on a tangent.

He twitched his lips, snapping out of his reverie.

The cool night breeze caressed my face, making me feel refreshed.

If it weren't for the case that brought him to this place, Kaoru Kazama probably would have fallen asleep as soon as he lay down.

For Kaoru Kazama, the pleasant climate and beautiful scenery were merely a backdrop when she went to sleep.

She didn't have the leisure to wallow in melancholy, even though she was always very free.

"When was the last time this old-fashioned phone was used?"

Kaoru Kazama suddenly felt like he had discovered a treasure from his childhood, and slowly explored the functions of this flip phone.

"Chris, what's the function of this key?"

Kaoru Kazama noticed an unfamiliar button to the left of the replay button and couldn't help but consult the encyclopedia in her brain.

"Mom, this should be the recording button. It's a feature exclusive to Nokia business phones, designed specifically for office workers."

"I see."

Kaoru Kazama hesitated for a moment, then pressed the button.

"Then Takai, you should go down and apologize to Hiraya."

The voice was familiar, yet it carried boundless malice.

"That's Kawakami Noboru's voice. It seems he's the real culprit."

Thinking of this, Kaoru Kazama began to feel fortunate that she was far away from the others, and that she immediately covered the source of the sound the moment she heard it.

Otherwise, people outside will definitely hear it.

This evidence should be saved for a crucial moment.

It's best to do it when the other person is off guard, otherwise he'll definitely say that he's just making threats at Takai.

After all, this guy did say before that he called Takai just to yell at him, which made him more suspicious, but in this situation, it would be his best shield.

This also explains the scratches on the window.

As mentioned before, Mr. Takai grabbed the curtains outside before he died.

It was probably during this opportunity that I recorded Kawakami Noboru's words.

Then, trying to throw it back into the house, it smashed through the glass and fell downstairs before he could.

Kaoru Kazama was already puzzled when she heard Heiji Hattori and Conan's conversation.

If the person and the phone fell together, how could the lighter phone fall first?

Fortunately, the phone was of high quality; otherwise, this evidence might not have been preserved.

"Report, Inspector Megure, the photos taken by Ms. Shimoda have been developed."

Sweating profusely, the chubby little boy Chiba ran up, panting, carrying a stack of photos.

"These photos are mostly of the building's exterior, except for one that's rather odd."

As Chiba spoke, he pulled out a photo and handed it to Inspector Megure.

Chapter 406 This is an act of God!

That was a photo taken from the front of the building.

However, in the very center of the photo, there is a blurry black shadow.

After careful examination, it was discovered that it was the scene of the deceased, Mr. Takai, hanging outside the building while holding onto the curtain.

It can only be said that fate plays tricks on people.

The last moments of her boyfriend's life, just before he died, were captured by her camera in such a coincidental way.

Whether it was fate or not, it was in this way that she saw her boyfriend one last time.

"This confirms our suspicions; it seems that the deceased, Mr. Takai, did indeed grab the curtains before he died."

"Drip drip"

Just then, Hattori Heiji's cell phone rang.

"Moshi moshi."

What time is it?

Heiji Hattori found it very strange to be asked such a bizarre question on the phone.

"I'm asking you, what time is it?"

"Ah, it's Kazuha."

The other person's voice suddenly grew louder, sounding somewhat exasperated.

It was only then that Hattori Heiji, with his overly sensitive reflexes, recognized that the caller was his childhood friend, Toyama Kazuha.

"Xiaolan and I have been out all afternoon, and we've even finished dinner. Aren't you planning to come back yet?"

Kazuha is like a housewife who worries about her husband, only her attitude isn't very gentle.

"It's only 8:30 now."

Heiji Hattori's voice trailed off, clearly realizing that he had indeed been staying out too late.

"Sorry, I'm busy right now, but I think it'll be over soon and I'll be back then. Okay, that's all, goodbye."

Heiji Hattori finished speaking quickly and then decisively hung up the phone without giving Kazuha a chance to refute him.

This series of smooth, practiced operations showed great skill, suggesting it wasn't the first time he had done this.

Kaoru Kazama sighed slightly. Judging from the current situation, Kazuha still has a long way to go to tame Hattori Heiji, this "dark horse."

"Hey, Hattori, I think I understand how the murderer committed this crime."

Conan tugged at Heiji Hattori's sleeve from below, and when the other looked down at him, Conan put his hands in his pockets, struck a cool pose, and told Heiji about his discovery.

However, before Conan could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Kaoru Kazama's words.

"Inspector Megure, I already know who the murderer is?"

Kaoru Kazama's sudden words drew everyone's attention to her.

Having once again enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention, Kaoru Kazama gained a deeper understanding of why Conan liked to show off.

It turns out, showing off can really be addictive.

"Actually, I could directly present conclusive evidence, leaving the murderer among you with no way to refute it. However, out of humanitarian considerations, I've decided to demonstrate how the murderer committed the crime. If you confess during this process, the police can consider it a voluntary surrender. But if you haven't confessed by the end of my demonstration, then I'm sorry to say."

Kaoru Kazama ended his sentence there, then glanced around.

She noticed the murderer's somewhat flustered look, but then forced herself to calm down and pretended to be fine as she watched Kazama Kaoru prepare to demonstrate.

"No, she couldn't possibly guess my method, absolutely not."

Kawakami Noboru kept reassuring himself, but then he saw a group of police officers walking around in front of him.

As he prepared all the tools needed for the demonstration, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

Although the analogy is somewhat inappropriate, it does share some similarities with students waiting for their results.

However, what this guy was thinking about was how to escape the charge of murder.

"Hey, Kudo, is this policewoman reliable?"

Heiji Hattori isn't as familiar with Kaoru Kazama as Conan is.

Moreover, this guy has a strong competitive spirit and a chauvinistic attitude. The only person he truly respects is Shinichi Kudo, who has defeated and taught him a lesson in deduction.