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I felt groggy and bumpy all the way, and when I came to my senses, I was already sitting in the conference room of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Hmm? What happened?

Qin Wuque looked around blankly. He thought that something he and Ai-chan did on Shenhai Island had been discovered, but after a closer look, he found that this was not the case.

He was not the only one who was brought to the police station for tea. There were also many familiar faces.

For example, yesterday afternoon, I met Kogoro Mouri, Ran, Sonoko, Conan, etc. at the Tokiwa Building which had not yet opened, and the noisy and naughty detective team was also there.

The most amazing thing was that a certain silver-haired beauty was sitting right next to him, in this incongruous meeting room of the Metropolitan Police Department, with her thin lips tightly pursed and not saying a word.

Conan was sitting opposite the long table, his face as dark as a ghost. He wasn't talkative at all like usual and didn't even dare to fart.

Qin Wuque looked around and then looked down at himself.

Well, he was still wearing the pajamas Mingmei bought for him, and he even forgot to change into slippers when he went out.

"Captain Qin, what's going on?" Qin Wuque yawned and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know." The silver-haired beauty shook her head slightly.

"Oh, I'll sleep a little longer then."

With the good attitude of making the best of it and even losing everything at worst, Qin Wuque tried to close his eyes and lean his head on the shoulder of the silver-haired beauty.

The latter did not say anything, but silently moved the chair under him towards a dog's head so that it could lean more comfortably.

But less than two or three seconds after Qin Wuque closed his eyes, the voice of Inspector Megure at the end of the long table rang out.

"I'm sorry to call you all here so early today. It's not for any other reason, but since you all went to the Tokiwa Twin Towers in Nishitama City yesterday, you may have had more or less contact with Councillor Oki, so I called you all here and I have a few questions to ask you."

"Um...so, did something happen to Councilman Oki?" Kogoro Mouri, who was sitting next to Conan across the long table, raised his hand and asked.

"Yes."

Inspector Megure's expression was slightly calm.

"Just this morning, Councillor Ohki was found assassinated in the top floor hotel suite of the Tokiwa Twin Towers skyscraper. The time of death should be last night."

"What!?"

As soon as Inspector Megure said this, everyone present looked shocked.

The only one who was not surprised at all was probably a certain dog who was taking a nap on her shoulder, apart from the leader Qin who was acting indifferent.

Qin Wuque raised his head, looking puzzled and his eyes were full of innocence.

"Wait, who is this Councillor Oki you're talking about?"

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Chapter 426: Just kill him, it’s my fault!

"This is Councillor Oki from Nishitama City. We took the photo from the crime scene."

Inspector Megure took out a photo from the thick file and placed it on the table.

The famous detective, Kogoro Mouri, reached out to take it and see if he could express his "professional opinion".

However, Qin Wuque got there first and with a lightning-fast move, he took the photo that was spread out on the table into his hands.

"Hey! What's wrong with you!" Uncle Maori yelled in dissatisfaction.

Then he was given a slightly warning look by a certain silver-haired beauty.

Then he shut up.

Seeing that Kogoro Mouri was no longer making trouble, Gin withdrew his gaze from the corpse and instead focused his gaze more gently on a dog's head.

"How is it? Can you see anything?"

The voice came from beside Qin Wuque, but it was not said by Captain Qin.

Captain Qin was sitting on Qin Wuque's left. Qin Wuque lowered his head and glanced to his right, and saw Conan the dog poking his head out from under the table, staring at the photo in his hand with his neck tilted.

It seems that it must have sneaked out from under the table when Kogoro Mouri wasn't paying attention.

"Well—let me see."

Qin Wuque stroked his chin and looked carefully at the photo in his hand.

In the photo, a balding, greasy middle-aged man wearing a hotel-provided yukata was sitting on the ground with his back leaning against a louvered wardrobe. A dagger pierced his chest all the way to his back, and a large amount of blood spurted out and stuck to the white louvered wardrobe.

But the strange thing is that all other blood splatters have quite natural shapes, except for a long square with obvious blank mark in the upper left corner of the body in the photo.

Below the mark, especially in the lower right corner, the blood that had solidified into black formed a sharp right angle in an extremely unnatural shape, with streaks dripping vertically downwards.

It looked like blood had splattered there, but was blocked by something.

Was there something hanging there originally?

Qin Wuque's brain was working rapidly.

It's not that he can't reason, nor that he is not good at reasoning. It's just that most of the problems he encounters that require thinking are solved by others for him, or simply solved with his fists, so he is too lazy to use his brain.

However, deducing the truth is never something that can be done with just a photo. Instead, it requires connecting many clues, making bold guesses and carefully verifying to finally get the truth.

Unless the photo contains enough elements.

But obviously this photo won’t do…

So Qin Wuque shook his head after taking a quick look.

"Although I did go to the Tokiwa Twin Towers yesterday, I don't recognize the man in the photo."

After saying that, he was about to throw the photo back onto the table.

At this moment, Conan, who had been standing beside Qin Wuque silently and concentrating on looking at the photos, suddenly spoke again, and his tone was so childish.

"Huh? There seems to be a broken wine glass next to the dead uncle!"

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, the person who reacted the most at the scene was not Qin Wuque, but Uncle Maori.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned around to look at the seat next to him where Conan had been sitting, but saw that the stool was empty. Then he realized what was happening and his blood pressure suddenly soared.

"Hey! When did you go over there? Come back here now!"

However, Conan completely ignored him and continued pointing at the photo and yelling in his childish voice.

"Really? And it's broken right in the middle. Could this be the message the criminal left behind?"

As he said this, he kept hinting at Qin Wuque with his eyes.

I'm just about to ask you in person if it was someone from your winery who did it.

Qin Wuque rolled his eyes, thinking that this kid was getting more and more aggressive. After he said he wouldn't really do anything to him, he just wanted to let himself go. It seemed that the antidote for APTX4869 could still be kept in his hands for a while.

"Maybe."

Qin Wuque said this calmly, and threw the photo taken by the police at the crime scene back onto the table, but was snatched away angrily by Maori Kogoro.

He continued, "However, judging from the photos, we can rule out the possibility that the crime was committed by a stranger. After all, the doors of luxury hotel suites are usually very sturdy. It is almost impossible to break them open from the outside with bare hands or simple tools. So it must have been committed by an acquaintance. The unnatural bloodstain in the upper left corner of the photo should also prove this."

"Upper left corner?"

Kogoro Maori moved his eyes and looked over in disbelief.

Go, it really exists.

"You see it."

Qin Wuque let out a breath.

"I think that mark was originally caused by something hanging there, but the blood splashed during the assassination stuck to it. Moreover, that item is likely to expose the criminal's true identity. In order to conceal his true identity, the criminal had to take it away with him, leaving an unnatural mark."

"really."

These words forced Kogoro Maori to take it seriously, and he nodded.

"What about the small wine glass that broke into two pieces after falling to the ground? The hotel suite looked like it was carpeted. If it was just a normal drop, it wouldn't have broken. I think this must be a message left by the criminal."

"On this point—"

Qin Wuque paused deliberately, and when he saw that he had whetted everyone's appetite, he spread his hands and said helplessly.

"How would I know? I'm not a detective, nor am I the murderer. How would I know what's going on in the criminal's head?"

"Uh……"

This statement is very reasonable and convincing.

At the same time, it also makes people very tough.

If you don't know, just say you don't know. Why are you pretending so much?

"In short, I don't know the deceased, and I didn't kill him, so it has nothing to do with me. Even if you hadn't shown me the photo and told me that the man was called Councillor Oki, I wouldn't know who was dead." Qin Wuque shrugged.

"Me too." The silver-haired beauty said calmly.

She actually had some impression of Councillor Oki. After all, when she went there yesterday, this greasy middle-aged man was standing next to Mio Tokiwa. The strong smell of alcohol on his body could be smelled from three or four meters away. It was really impossible not to have a deep impression of him.

"Hmm~ Miss Kurosawa, right?" Inspector Megure looked down at the notes in front of him.

"According to our police, you went to the Tokiwa Building with Mr. Qin and another young woman yesterday. We would like to know the purpose of your visit."

“The Tokiwa Group didn’t say anything?” The silver-haired beauty lowered her eyes and said without raising her head.

"The Nishitama City police station sent people to investigate Miss Tokiwa, so..." Inspector Megure explained.

"It's nothing, we are just partners. We discussed the opening ceremony for a while yesterday." The silver-haired beauty spoke in a light tone, but her words contained an unquestionable meaning.

"I see." Inspector Megure nodded subconsciously and looked around. All the faces he saw were very familiar old faces.

To put it bluntly, this time he just wanted to find out about Qin Wuque and Miss Kurosawa Jinzi. The others were all old acquaintances, and even if he asked them, it was just a formality. Calling them all over was at most just to see if he could get some useful information.

But it seems that there won’t be any at the moment.

Since there is no useful information to provide, the questioning session can almost end here.

So Inspector Megure stood up from his chair, pressed the hat on his head and said.

"That's about it then. Thank you very much for your cooperation."

A quarter of an hour later, Qin Wuque came out of the Metropolitan Police Department building, waved goodbye to Yuanzi and others, and got into Captain Qin's black Porsche.

As soon as he got in the car, he saw the silver-haired beauty who had just fastened her seat belt in the driver's seat took out a cell phone from her pocket and dialed Vodka's number.

"It's me. Arrange some people to guard the area around the Tokiwa Twin Towers in Nishitama City the day after tomorrow. If you see anyone from the Nizan Society, just shoot them. Don't hesitate."

"Just kill him, it's my fault!"

Chapter 427 Come, open your mouth, ah——

The death of Councillor Oki had no impact at all on the Tokiwa Group or its twin tower skyscrapers.

Three days later, the opening ceremony went on as usual.

The opening ceremony was held at the scale of a dinner party, so when the fiery red sunset slowly sank below the horizon of Nishitama City, police cars from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department surrounded the entire square under the twin towers, and the defense line was as tight as a five-star wanted notice.

It can only be said that the death of the congressman did have no impact at all, but for the Tokiwa Group... or the Tokiwa Group that has already completed the twin towers skyscrapers, the death of a mere congressman is just that.