Transform randomly in Kexue World

Chapter 15 Chapter [-] The illustrator's murder incident, the Wang Wang team made great contributions ([-])

Although it was different from what Mori Kogoro imagined and expected, but after all, they all came, and the remuneration offered by the other party was not low, so Mori Kogoro decided to stay and talk.

Martin turned sideways slightly, and whispered in Mao Lilan's ear with a voice that only two people and a dog could hear: "Maybe the illustrator just wanted to take advantage of uncle's mentality, so he purposely spoke vaguely on the phone." .”

Martin's breath hit Mao Lilan's ears, making her ears feel hot. The distance was obviously too close for her, so she hurriedly pulled away a little distance, and gave Martin a sideways look in shame.

"Woo—" Little Corgi raised his head, gritted his teeth at Martin, and let out a threatening sound like a grunt in his throat.

But after listening to Martin's words, Mao Lilan snickered again.And Martin lowered his head and gave little Corgi a provocative look.

Everyone waited for a while in the Huagang Design Office, but it was a long time before the illustrator appeared.

"Hello. It's already 05:30!" Mori Kogoro reminded his assistant angrily that the agreed time was five o'clock.

The assistant was already on the phone to the illustrator, but no one answered the phone, either at home or at the studio, or it went to an answering machine.

"The next plot is that we went directly to the illustrator's house to find him, only to find that the illustrator had been killed." Martin muttered again.

Mao Lilan just smiled awkwardly, it was impolite to curse others like this behind the scenes.

After a while, the phone of the design office suddenly rang again.The assistant muttered, "It must be the teacher's call", and hurried to answer the phone.As a result, the phone was picked up.No one spoke on the opposite side, no matter how the assistant called, there was a dead silence.

In an age without caller ID, assistants can't even tell where the call is coming from.

Sitting all the time was a bit boring. Martin got up and walked around the office, watching the work of other people here. For example, a young designer who was new to the design office was giving a decoration plan to the client.

Not counting Kogoro Mori, there are three people in the office, who have been receiving Kogoro Mori's assistant, a young designer and a lady accountant.

"Oh, it's raining." Martin noticed the gloomy sky and the silvery white slashes outside the window, and it started raining outside at some point.

"Really, it's too bad, isn't the teacher coming even later." The assistant walked to the window, muttered beside Martin, and then looked at the apartment building opposite the design office: "Hey, that's not Die Ye windows?"

Martin smelled the incident: "Which one?"

"That's the one, the one with the quilt hanging on the balcony." The assistant pointed it out to him, and then muttered: "It's raining and you haven't put it away, so you must be asleep?"

Then he explained: "Die Ye is a new illustrator who joined our firm some time ago, and that's where she lives in the apartment."

"That's right!" Then the assistant slapped his head: "Die Ye said that her manuscript will be finished today. Could it be that the teacher is helping guide at Die Ye's house?"

Then the assistant hurriedly ran to make a phone call under the half-moon eyes of Mori Kogoro: "I'll call Die Ye and ask her, and remind her to pack the quilt by the way."

Martin returned to the seat next to Mao Lilan and Little Corgi: "I bet no one answered the phone."

"Wow, woof, woof. (I bet you, I bet two bowls of dog food.)"

Sure enough, the assistant picked up the receiver and kept dialing for a long time, only waiting for the answering machine's voice: "Hi, I'm Die Ye. I'm not at home now..."

"Hmph~" Martin compared scissorhands, and blinked at Mao Lilan: I guessed it right.

Then Martin continued to predict based on his experience of watching hundreds of episodes of Conan: "Wait a little longer, and we will find that the opposite apartment building is full of police cars. I learned that Mr. Huagang and Ms. Die Ye both died in the apartment, and the suspects were the three employees of this firm. So it's time for the great detective to show his skills!"

"Mr. Martin..." Mao Lilan felt a little embarrassed: "Although Dad (and Shinichi) are detectives, such coincidences don't always happen."

Instead, little Corgi asked: "Wow——? (Are you actually a fan of mystery novels?)"

Suddenly discovering that Martin is a homosexual, Conan began to find Martin a lot more pleasing to the eye.

Martin suddenly remembered Conan's famous stalk, bent down and whispered a secret code in the little Corgi's ear: "People who like Sherlock Holmes can't be bad people."

"Hey, hello! What are you guys doing!" Little Corgi was interrupted by Mori Kogoro before he could make a statement.Mori Kogoro looked at this side uncomfortably and asked.

Because Mao Lilan had been holding the little Corgi in his hands and on his lap, when Martin bent over to whisper to the little Corgi, from Kogoro Mori's point of view, it was too much contact, so he stopped immediately.

"I was whispering to Shinichi." Martin explained to Kogoro Mori with a smile, and rubbed Corgi's dog's head.

I have to say that the fluffy one really feels good in the hand, no wonder Mao Lilan has been fond of it.

"Whispering with the dog..." Mori Kogoro muttered, then recalled the problem of Fei Yingli talking to the cat from time to time, and mumbled to himself in a low voice.

……

After waiting for another half an hour, the sluggish illustrator still hadn't arrived. Mori Kogoro became more and more irritable, and the bride didn't cry like this.

Martin was lying by the window, leisurely waiting for the police car to stop downstairs of the opposite apartment.

Although he never saw the police car, the white quilt was hanging on the window sill, which made Martin sure that at least Die Ye mentioned by the assistant was the deceased in this case.

As for 'she's just not at home', which is obviously more common but not enough for 'Conan', it was completely left behind by Martin.

But waited and waited until 06:30, not only did Martin not wait for the police car, but also Kogoro Mori did not wait for the illustrator.

Kogoro Mori, who had been waiting for an hour and a half and a few minutes more, couldn't bear it any longer, slapped the table hard and stood up.

"You're just kidding me! Xiaolan, Martin, let's go!"

The assistant tried to dissuade Mori Kogoro, but in front of the tall and burly Mori Kogoro, he was dismissed with a wave of his hand.

As a result, when we reached the door, before Kogoro Mori stretched out his hand to open the door, the door opened by itself. A man with a long beard and an artistic atmosphere stood outside the door, looking at Kogoro Mori who was blocking the door in surprise .

The assistant was overjoyed: "Teacher! Why did you come here!"

Obviously, this is the illustrator who let Mori Kogoro let the pigeons go for an hour and a half, that is, the boss of this design firm.

"Tsk." Martin snorted softly, "If he didn't die, then he must be the murderer."

Little Corgi: Hey, you are enough.

(End of this chapter)