My lover is this organization

Just like a dog trained in a famous experiment that would salivate upon hearing a bell, Officer Megure, who was originally walking around the living room with a frown on his face, was startled when he heard the sound, and as if by reflex, he quickly rushed towards the direction where the sound of falling came from...

Then he saw Kogoro Mouri sitting by the door frame with a "thoughtful" look, and was immediately surprised.

"Brother Mao, are you saying that..."

"That's right, I have deduced the criminal's modus operandi and also know the criminal's identity!"

Conan, who was hiding behind the door, said with a voice-changing bow.

Qin Wuque, who also witnessed the entire process of his father-in-law being "murdered" in the living room, couldn't help but hold his forehead in his hand frantically.

Good man, he was really cruel to his own father-in-law. He used such a strong anesthetic, and he was not afraid of causing dementia or something like that...

At the same time, in the suite next door, Akai Mary, who was wearing a mask and a baseball cap and had a Bluetooth headset in her ears while continuing to talk on the phone, changed into a less conspicuous outfit and quietly sneaked out of the room.

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Chapter 322: Mary's Countdown, One Day Left

"You mean you already know who the criminal is, right, Maori brother?"

In the living room, Inspector Megure, who was worried about the case, became excited when he heard "Kogoro Mouri" claim that he had cracked the criminal's modus operandi, and confirmed it as if he had grasped the last straw.

It's no wonder. Cases like this where the criminal kills someone and then runs away are difficult to solve. Even if you are lucky, you can only investigate the case through the deceased's recent contacts. And this must be based on the premise that the relationship between the deceased and these contacts, as well as between the contacts, is also quite close.

Otherwise, let alone the classic three-choice-one situation, even if you successfully call thirty people to understand the situation, it will be useless. By then, thirty people will be squeezed into an interrogation room, looking at each other, no one knows each other, and the police will not know the answers to any questions they ask.

What’s the difference between this and playing Werewolf and everyone says the same thing after a round of speaking: “Villager, pass!”

What kind of case is this?

However, this is the fact, so when Megure listened to Kogoro Mori's explanation of the case, he didn't have much hope of being able to solve the case.

But now Kogoro Mouri says that he has successfully deduced the criminal's identity and method of committing the crime. How can Megure not be surprised?

"I guess so, but before the reasoning officially begins I must first apologize to Inspector Megure." Conan said in the voice of Kogoro Mouri.

"Apologize?" Inspector Megure was puzzled.

"Yes, it's about the so-called criminal escaping from the balcony to the next room. If I'm not mistaken, it should be just a small trick of the real criminal. Because of my impatience and preconceived ideas, I mistook it for the figure of the criminal escaping."

"What the hell is going on?"

Inspector Megure was stunned.

Conan, who was hiding in the corner behind the door, observed every move of everyone in the living room through the crack in the door and continued in the voice of Mouri Kogoro.

"Well, this is one of the steps in the criminal's modus operandi that I will discuss later. Before that, please listen to me as I explain."

"First of all, we have to make it clear that the criminal did not kill Mr. Kaito Horita when we entered the room. Instead, he had already killed him about an hour before we entered the room. I believe that the professionals of the Metropolitan Police Department can give a specific time of death after a simple judgment."

"The criminal's trick was to cover Mr. Kaito Horita's body with a white sheet after killing him. He then placed broken plates and glass fragments on the floor of the living room and poured red wine on them to make it look like they were broken during a meal..."

"But didn't you say you heard the sound of glass breaking when you entered the room, Maori?" Inspector Megure frowned and asked, "If it was broken beforehand, it wouldn't have made any sound, right?"

"That's right, the criminal used a very clever method..."

Conan continued.

"The prisoner did use salt. If you look closely, you will find that there are still some salt grains on the table that have not been completely blown away by the airflow. That is what the prisoner used to fix the goblet. If you have tried it, you will know that only a small amount of salt is needed to fix the goblet at a special angle on the table. At this time, you only need to place a bottle of red wine behind the goblet to ensure that when the door is opened and the air circulates and the salt grains are blown away, the fixed goblet will 100% fall towards the pre-placed dinner plate fragments under the table and shatter into pieces."

"As for the figure we saw, that's even simpler. In fact, there are some traces of tape on the top of the sliding door on the balcony of this suite. That's evidence that the criminal had pasted something on the door frame. I think it should be a piece of cloth of the same color as the hotel curtains."

"The criminal passed a fishing line through the cloth and stuck one end of the line in the lock of the door where I am now. A heavy object was hung on the other end. When we opened the door, the fishing line would be released, and the heavy object would drag the fishing line and the cloth down, creating the illusion that a figure flashed across the balcony."

Inspector Megure scratched his head: "Brother Mori, if that's the case, there should be something dropped downstairs, but our forensic department didn't find what you said..."

"Then we have to mention Director Kuriki's favorite car." Conan continued to explain.

"Director Kuriki's favorite car is a convertible sports car. To destroy the evidence, all you need to do is tie the car's controller to a heavy object and use tape to keep the convertible switch pressed at all times. Then park the car right below the falling object, so that the heavy object can fall accurately into the car after it falls."

"But because this is the 30th floor, even if we put cushioning items in the car, a heavy object that is strong enough to pull the entire tape off in an instant will generate huge kinetic energy during the fall due to its own weight, causing damage to the car."

"And... you are the only one who can do all this! Director Kuriki!"

boom!

Conan's last sentence was just like Zhuge Liang's words to Wang Lang in front of the two armies: "I have never seen such a shameless person."

The moment he finished speaking, Director Li Mu's knees hit the ground heavily. This kneeling movement was so powerful that Qin Wuque, who was leaning against the wall at the entrance of the living room and happily eating melons, almost popped his eyes out.

Holy crap, crap, crap!

Kneel down, kneel down, kneel down!

It’s coming!

"Yes, I killed that man!"

Tears welled up in Director Kuriki's eyes. This obese man, who looked like an ordinary middle-aged office worker, angrily admitted his crime.

He stared at the floor beneath his feet, his ferocious expression as if he recalled the moment when he killed his enemy, the satisfying pleasure of revenge.

"My sister once committed suicide because she couldn't bear the blow of a broken heart. However, my family couldn't find her body no matter how hard we looked for the address on the suicide note. Later, on a TV show, Kaito Horita claimed that he saw the breath of death on a mountain, and took people to dig, and actually dug out the body of my sister who committed suicide. Do you know what this means!"

"This means that Kaito Hotta witnessed my sister committing suicide, but instead of calling the police, he buried my sister, just to put on a show on a TV show and make people believe in his so-called bullshit spiritual power!"

"Do you understand!!!"

The middle-aged man's angry roar from the bottom of his heart echoed in the suite for a long time. The overwhelming pain of losing a loved one and finding that the body was used as a show material by people with ulterior motives silenced everyone present.

Conan also let out a faint sigh in his heart, but his strong belief that had not been completely distorted by Qin Wuque made him subconsciously mix in some personal opinions... or chicken soup.

"No, you are wrong. You think your sister would like to see you like this..."

But Qin Wuque interrupted him rudely.

"Don't worry, she will hope so."

Chapter 323: Female Investigator Infiltrates...Failed

The truth came out and the criminal was brought to justice.

Although Qin Wuque's last statement seemed to be problematic, it was ultimately just a simple statement without any real effect.

Besides, this guy was openly an important strategic partner of the Suzuki Group, so Megure, a mere police inspector, couldn't say much. He just muttered a few words in his heart and left with the criminal and his subordinates.

Because the person he was collaborating with on the show was assassinated and even the show's director was captured, Kogoro Mouri took Conan back home.

Overall, the result was satisfactory to everyone.

Except for an afternoon tea party that was interrupted by a sudden incident...

In Suite 3004 next to the crime scene, Sera Masumi looked at the cake on the pastry platter on the table that had been completely soaked by melted ice cream because it had been left for too long, with a look of regret on her face.

"Hiss... it's soaked like this, I guess it's impossible to eat it..."

"And the tea is already cold..."

Yuanzi reached out and touched the black teapot and said regretfully.

"It's been left there for so long." Xiaolan beside her said comfortingly.

"It's okay. After all, no one would have thought that something like this would happen in the next room. If it doesn't work this time, then let's do it next time. Let's pick a better time and get together. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future anyway."

"Later?" Yuanzi was a little reluctant, "How about today? It's almost dinner time, or we can just find a place nearby to have a meal."

"I don't care. I'm fine with anything." Masumi Sera immediately expressed his opinion.

"So, it's almost dinner time..." Xiaolan's originally flawless smile suddenly became forced, "I have to go home to prepare dinner for Dad and Conan, otherwise Dad will definitely take Conan out to eat again..."

"It's really hard work." Sonoko couldn't help but tease, "Ku~fuji~ma~ta~"

"Yuanzi..." Xiaolan said coquettishly, her face turning red with shyness.

"Then I think we should do this." Sera Masumi suggested with a smile, "Let's all go home today. Summer vacation is still long, and there's nothing to do at home every day. Let's find a day when everyone is free in a few days and get together. How do you think?"

"Sure." Xiaolan said happily.

"I... can do that too..."

Yuanzi secretly glanced at Qin Wuque, who had been staring at the ceiling with his hands in his pockets and in a daze without saying a word since he returned to the room, and reluctantly gave up the idea of ​​continuing to struggle.

"Then Mr. Qin should have no objection, right?" Shira Masumi skipped in front of Qin Wuque, tilted her head and showed her cute little fangs.

"Ok?"

Qin Wuque was startled, then reacted.

He fixed his gaze on the face of Sera Masumi who was looking at him with her head tilted, and nodded.

"sure."

Hearing this, Sera Masumi laughed broadly and clasped his hands together in front of his chest.

"Then it is happily decided!"

……

"Whoo~"

After seeing off everyone who decided to go back to their respective homes due to the interruption of their afternoon tea to the elevator, Masumi Sera breathed a sigh of relief as she returned to her room.

It’s okay. Although some unexpected accidents due to force majeure occurred during the contact, my mother’s task was finally completed anyway.

Now all that's left is...

"We have to call mom up here quickly. Otherwise, with her coughing problem, her lungs will probably hurt if she stays at the decoration site for too long." Sera Masumi muttered.

She carefully took out her cell phone from her pocket. Because Akai Mari told her not to hang up the phone, so in Sera Masumi's opinion, her cell phone should still be in "call mode" at this time.

But when she saw the screen of her mobile phone, she was stunned.

The phone call was hung up without me noticing.

……

Under the Sakura Hotel building, Qin Wuque walked slowly along the sidewalk alone with his hands in his pockets.

He declined Sonoko's offer to take him back in the Suzuki Group's special car, using the excuse that he had to go somewhere else later.

It’s not that he really needs to go somewhere else later, but if the Suzuki Group’s special car really drives to his doorstep, it might be troublesome.

Shirley is still easy to deal with, but Mingmei is the main problem...

But that's okay, there's nothing that can't be solved with a good filling.

If so, twice.

Qin Wuque's mind was full of these messy thoughts, and he gradually let his body find its way automatically, as if he was unaware that there was a small figure following him about twenty meters behind him.

Mary Akai was also feeling very strange. She had used the hook to return to the room where she and her daughter lived from the 29th floor about dozens of minutes ago, changed into less conspicuous clothes, and took the elevator down to the first floor lobby of the hotel while no one was paying attention. She waited there early until she saw Qin Wuque and others coming out of the elevator, then she quietly followed them.

To be honest, she didn't feel strange at all when she saw the Suzuki Group's special car parked downstairs of the hotel, including the scene when Suzuki Sonoko later invited Qin Wuque to get in the car.

It is easy to imagine that a mafia organization like this that can rule an entire large area is unlikely to have no connection with the local white world. It is basically operated by connecting the black and white sides and complementing each other.

This is very reasonable.

Mary Akai had even made plans. If Qin Wuque got in the car and left, she would just hail a nearby taxi and follow him. At most she would pay the driver double the fare.

The issue is……

The problem is that not only did this bastard not get into the car, he even started strolling comfortably along the sidewalk beside the main road with his hands in his pockets!

This, this script is wrong. Aren’t you the leader of the Tokyo Yakuza organization?

As a senior investigator of MI6, she had met countless gang leaders, all of whom were surrounded by bodyguards when they went out, and their cars were all equipped with the highest standard bulletproof plates.

Walking on the street like this in a swagger, aren't you afraid that a black luxury van will suddenly stop in front of you, and a group of breadmen with submachine guns will jump out of the car and shoot you like a hornet's nest on the spot?

Mary Akai said she couldn't understand it at all.

It's not that she has little experience or knowledge, but the overly mysterious behavioral logic of a certain dog head has created an irreconcilable conflict with her previous cognition.

This is not reasonable at all!

Mary Akai was puzzled. She couldn't be sure whether Qin Wuque did it on purpose or it was his original intention.