Conan: What's wrong with my Yan Shuangying's painting style?

According to the agreement they made with Nara Hikaru yesterday afternoon, they should return to Beika Town this afternoon and make a copy of the floppy disk containing the organization's information and leave it at Dr. Agasa's laboratory for Nara Hikaru to pick up.

However, now that this group of people were blocking the way, there was absolutely no room for them to pass through——

I'm going to miss the only Shinkansen train to Tokyo this morning.

"So, Detective, are we going to take a detour now?"

she asked.

"Take a detour? If we take a detour, we have to walk along the road next to it for fifteen minutes, then make a big turn for ten minutes, and then walk for another fifteen minutes to reach the train station in Shizuoka Prefecture and take the planned Shinkansen train."

"Even if we don't use the pedestrian bridge and use the road, it takes about the same amount of time. There's definitely something wrong with the traffic planning here. This has been the case for years, so why isn't the Ministry of Transport doing anything about it?"

Conan's face darkened and he looked quite resentful, but Haibara Ai next to him didn't seem surprised at all.

She just shook her head and spoke in someone else's tone.

"In the first stage, we declared that nothing happened, in the second stage, we said that maybe something happened but we shouldn't do anything, and in the third stage, we said that maybe we should do something but we can't do anything—"

"In the fourth stage, maybe we could have done something, but now it's too late."

"The situation here is at the fourth stage. It seems that after the railway line in Shizuoka Prefecture was purchased by a privately operated company, the Ministry of Transport claimed that they had no right to interfere with private enterprises. So, it's too late to do anything about it."

...What a classic four-part tactic. It's just that it's a bit inconsistent for an elementary school girl to say such profound words.

Dr. Agasa has already considered taking a taxi to take a detour.

If they were lucky enough to catch a taxi owned by a tofu shop owner, they might even have some extra time to rest after reaching the subway station.

"There's a police car coming."

"It's probably a murder case... Let's go and take a look. As long as I can solve this case quickly, or simply ask the local criminal lawyer for help, we should be able to pass through smoothly soon, right?"

The Death God Elementary School Student suddenly said at this time.

As he spoke, several police cars with the words "Shizuoka Police Headquarters" written on them approached from afar.

There were several people in the police car who were obviously not wearing police uniforms and looked quite eye-catching.

The crowd was obviously in an uproar after the police car appeared, obviously because of the appearance of the people in the police car.

"Are you sure? There are only a little over forty minutes left until departure."

"Even if we were to have a police car take us there with sirens blaring, it would still take about fifteen minutes. I don't think the criminal department would just leave the case alone and send us to the train station. In other words—"

Haibara Ai calculated the time and then spoke bluntly.

"If you want to solve the case, you only have twenty minutes at most."

"That's enough, let's follow."

Without waiting for Haibara Ai to finish her words, Dr. Agasa seemed to want to express his personal opinion and said something.

Conan made the decision immediately.

He quickly caught up with the police car that was pushing the crowd apart, and Dr. Agasa and Haibara Ai had no choice but to follow the police car as it moved towards the center of the crowd. If they couldn't get help from the Shizuoka detective, they would have to take the afternoon flight back to Tokyo.

The three followed the police car all the way to the center of the crowd.

Shizuoka Prefectural Cultural Hall.

"Mr. Officer, may I ask if you have a final report on the death of Yasushi Komiyama?"

"I heard that three current celebrities, Kengo Katsumata, Yumiko Arakura, and Kengo Hoshino, all confessed their guilt immediately after the incident. So, who among them is the true murderer? Or are they all guilty?"

"Mr. Officer, Mr. Komiyama died inside the lounge of the Shizuoka Prefectural Cultural Hall. Was this due to negligence on the part of the staff there?"

The head of the Shizuoka Prefecture Investigation Division was surrounded by a group of reporters and was very confused.

For a moment, he could not take care of other things. He was only concerned with dealing with the reporters and fans who came because of the deceased and the suspect. He didn't even notice Conan and Haibara Ai who followed the police in.

On the one hand, it was because he really couldn't split himself up into two, and on the other hand, it was because the two were too small and he couldn't see them unless he lowered his head.

At this moment, inside the Shizuoka Prefectural Cultural Hall, an experienced old criminal asked several criminal suspects to repeat the crime they described when they reported the case, but the more they watched, the more outrageous it seemed.

he whispered.

"How is that possible? Why did the three suspects who surrendered themselves all say that the deceased, Taiji Komiyama, was beaten to death in their own lounge? How could one person die three times?"

"Death three times is fine, but why was Taiji Komiyama surprised that his body wasn't found in the lounges of any of the three suspects? Instead, he died in his own lounge?"

Unless someone moved the body, but there was no sign of the body being moved at the scene.

Hideo Tsuda, the person who called the police, the first eyewitness at the crime scene, and a good friend of the deceased Yasushi Komiyama, couldn't help but speak.

"Then is it possible that Mr. Komiyama walked back on his own after his death?"

All the criminals present, along with the three suspects and the family of the deceased, Komiyama Taiji, turned to look at him at the same time, with the same thought in their eyes - Captain Tsuda, are you awake?

However, a child's voice was heard at the scene.

"It was indeed Mr. Taiji Komiyama, the deceased, who walked back to his lounge on his own."

Conan pushed up his plain glasses and said calmly.

Suddenly, everyone's attention was focused on the elementary school student in a blue suit.

The old criminal immediately yelled at other criminals to get the kid out.

But I heard Conan say.

"I probably already know the course of the case."

"I only need five minutes to reason. If I'm done and you think what I say is correct, then please verify it and take me to the train station to catch the Shinkansen to Tokyo."

"If you think I'm wrong, a five-minute delay won't affect your investigation—"

The Shinigami elementary school student said affirmatively.

"How about it? Do you want to give it a try?"

Chapter 45 Speed ​​Pass

This case seemed a little too simple for Conan.

It was so simple that he only needed to enter the crime scene and take a glance at the reenactments of the crime in the four rooms to figure out the truth of the entire case.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could the dead man walk back to his room?"

The old detective from Shizuoka Prefecture asked with a frown.

The Death God Elementary School Student ignored them and led everyone to the fourth room of the lounge - the place where the deceased Yasushi Komiyama was found by the first eyewitness, director Hideo Tsuda.

His gaze fell on the deceased, Taiji Komiyama, and he spoke calmly, pointing at the deceased's posture.

"I just heard the statements of the other three suspects."

"They all said the deceased was hit on the back of the head by a standard vase in the lounge, but one look at the wound showed that it was not fatal."

"In other words, the three suspects actually knocked the deceased unconscious rather than killing him directly."

...knock them out? Instead of killing them outright?

Everyone turned their attention to the three suspects in the case, but the suspects were as surprised as they were.

The three suspects were Kengo Katsumata, Yumiko Arakura, and Kengo Hoshino. Their accounts of the crime were different, but in the end, they all ended up killing the victim by hitting him on the back of the head with a vase.

"Sister Arakura said that she was because Taishi Komiyama entered the room and tried to force herself on her. Because she panicked, she grabbed a vase and hit Taishi Komiyama on the head, causing Taishi Komiyama's death, and then left directly."

"Hiroshino said that he and the deceased were pursuing Shinkura, and that the deceased suddenly rushed into the lounge that day and told him to give up pursuing Shinkura. During the argument, they used a vase to kill the victim, and then sent the victim back to his lounge."

"Uncle Katsumata was furious because the deceased had entered his lounge and kept mocking him, and because he had lost an important role to the deceased, he attacked the deceased with a vase and ultimately sent the deceased back to his own lounge."

"These three things all really happened, it's just a matter of time."

Conan pushed up his glasses.

"The reason why the deceased suddenly went to Hoshino brother to ask him to give up pursuing Arakura sister was because the deceased had previously proposed a relationship in Arakura sister's lounge but was rejected. She thought that Hoshino brother was secretly doing something bad."

"After Brother Hoshino knocked the deceased unconscious and sent him back to the lounge, the deceased happened to push open Uncle Katsumata's room and taunted Uncle Katsumata. Finally, Uncle Katsumata knocked him unconscious and sent him back to his own lounge."

"These three blows to the head were not fatal, as can be seen from the condition of the body—"

As he spoke, everyone's eyes fell on the posture of the corpse.

The corpse was covering his heart with his hands, and a bottle had rolled down beside him.

"If the deceased died from a blow to the head, then the head should be covered when dying, not the heart."

The Death God Elementary School Student squatted down, glanced at the name of the medicine on the bottle, and then said.

"This is a heart pill. It's obvious that the deceased must have suffered from heart disease, which is why he carried this medicine with him."

"The deceased's true cause of death should be a heart attack, and the reason why neither the staff inside the Shizuoka Prefecture Cultural Affairs Bureau nor the director heard the deceased's cry is————"

"It's the medicine."

Upon hearing this, the old detective from Shizuoka Prefecture immediately spoke.

"Then this is an accidental death. The deceased had a heart attack, but died because he didn't have his medication."

"Because the death was too painful and no cry was made, it resulted in death, and this case can be closed directly."

When the old criminal said this, a white light suddenly flashed across the lenses of the Death Elementary School Student's glasses.

He saw all the changes in the expressions of the people present, and then he said affirmatively.

"Not always."

"The deceased was able to recover his thinking and mobility without any treatment after enduring three severe blows to the back of his head. His physical condition should not be so poor that he would lose his speech function in the moment of a heart attack."

"And the deceased would have checked his medicine bottles for medication before leaving the house."

"I think someone replaced the pills in this bottle, which led to Mr. Komiyama's death."

Director Hideo Tsuda, who originally suggested that the deceased walked back on his own, reacted.

He clapped his hands and spoke loudly.

"I remember that Mr. Komiyama took pills last night when we had dinner together. There were about four or five pills in the bottle at the time. There was no way there wasn't medicine in it. But Mr. Komiyama went home after dinner."

"He said he was going to take a shower and then come to the lounge to discuss the upcoming performance!"

"So, there is only one truth——"

Conan pushed his glasses again, stood up and looked at the man in the crowd.