Conan: Open the Door, I’m a Policeman

"How about the suspicion of those two people?" Mizumayuki asked. Apex Novel is the fastest update

"They can alibi each other," Shiratori said.

"Tell me."

"It's already written here." Shiratori handed over the notes of the situation to Tsuki Mizuma, but still explained: "Mr. Wantian's editor blocked him in the hotel and forced him to write the manuscript, which took him two hours to write. , which happens to include the current estimated time of death."

"Let's not talk about the possibility of mutual perjury, is the editor watching Wan Tian keep writing?" Mizumayuki asked again.

"Of course it's impossible." Shiratori said, "There's no writer who interferes with writing a manuscript, of course, he's sitting in the corridor... If you say that, it's possible to sneak away without telling the editor... Why do you think so Me." Shiratori noticed that Tsuki Mizuma was looking at him with a strange expression.

"You... shouldn't you protect the author you once loved?" Mizuma Yue looked at Shiratori with a "you don't follow the script" expression.

"Please... Anyway, I'm also a policeman, and I still have these professional ethics." Shiratori said proudly, and then sighed: "And I found that only the people you suspected were the ones who were finally proven to be the murderers, although some idealistic I don't know if you are very intuitive or if you have seen the truth long ago."

"Really? Then I'll try to doubt that Mr. Kobayashi next time." Mizumayuki said with a smirk.

"Don't make trouble, okay?" Shiratori smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid that your suspicion will become true."

"How can it be so evil, it's just that I'm the only one who can doubt it, and the editor didn't know the deceased person. Could it be that you told me to suspect that those children are not." Mizuma Yue said as a matter of course.

"What about suicide? What about murder by robbers?" Shiratori asked again. "Why are these automatically excluded?"

"Well... how long have we not encountered this kind of case? I just committed empiricism, you reminded me, reminded me!" After a moment of silence, Mizumayue reluctantly explained, it is difficult for him to tell Bai Bird: 'You live in a world composed of detective anime, so everything is like a drama, and the murderer of the case will appear before the truth is solved.

"I'm afraid not..." Shiratori wanted to continue, but Mizumayue raised her hand and interrupted: "We're handling the case! Stop chatting!" After that, he went to check out the doll models.

"What's going on here?" Before Mizumayuki could move, a middle-aged woman's voice came from the corridor.

It didn't take long for a police officer to lead a woman over: "The police department, this lady came in from the back door."

"The back door?" Mizumayuki raised her eyebrows. After the police came, they did find that the back door was unlocked, so Shiratori would propose the idea of ​​robbers killing people.

"My name is Ichicun Jiehe, and I am a maid hired by the original husband. He comes to clean up at regular intervals every day." The maid's wife seemed to be someone who had seen the world, and introduced herself without waiting for the police officers to ask questions.

"Then you can come and help a lot." Mizumayue seemed to greet him enthusiastically: "Let's not mention what happened, can I ask you first, the books, models, and dolls in this room are all upside down. Yes, is it a special habit of Mr. Yuan?"

"Or has this been the case before?" Kato Kumanobu also came over and asked, because his observation of the car model led him to believe that the inversion was something that had just happened in a relatively short period of time.

"I don't think so, at least I haven't seen him have such a quirk." Mrs. Ichimura, the maid, thought seriously: "But it may be related to another of his quirks."

"Oh? What kind of quirk." Mizuma Yue expressed her willingness to hear more about it.

"He really likes to play tricks on me, and there are many times before I come to do some tricks that are difficult to clean up, such as stringing slippers together, getting a long clump of hair on the drain of the bathtub from nowhere, and then Or lay the photo on the floor and hide behind the door with a smirk and watch me laboriously clean up. It would make sense if he turned everything over in the room just for that,” Mrs. Ichimura said.

"What a vile person." Kato Bear said confidently and bluntly.

"I can't say that." I didn't expect that the helper was not very disgusted by the behavior of the deceased: "This child seems to be a little autistic and is very reluctant to communicate with others. Except for me, it seems that he can only communicate with Mr. Wan Tian, ​​so I On the contrary, I felt pity for him, and I tried to find some topics to chat with him as much as possible. "Mrs. Ichimura is indeed much older than the deceased, and probably has some feelings of maternal love.

"Teacher Wantian? You know each other." Mizumayue asked.

"Yes, and Mr. Wantian also knows about Mr. Yuan's prank. If you don't trust me, you can ask him for confirmation. He is a famous writer and will definitely not lie... But can you tell me, Yuan Yuan What happened to Mr.? Was he attacked, or did he…kill?" Mrs. Ichimura asked worriedly.

"Why do you ask that?" Mizumayue asked back. The autopsy that could be done at the scene had been completed, and the original Gao Ping's body had been pulled away.

"Is that bloodstain?" Mrs. Ichimura said, standing outside the door, pointing to the irregular reddish-brown pattern on the floor of the house. "It looks like it is very difficult to clean up."

"To be honest, you don't have to worry about this, because it was Mr. Yuan who was attacked and died." Tsuki Mizuma said: "Even if you work, you don't get paid."

"It turned out to be like this..." Hearing the news of Gao Ping's death, Mrs. Ichimura was not surprised, but said in a low voice: "I thought he had quarreled with Mr. Wan Tian, ​​but he injured Wan Tian. What about the teacher?"

"Why...why?" Mizumayue's mouth twitched, this servant was very accepting, but his thinking was not generally active.

"Because there's a 'do not disturb in writing' sign hanging on the door." Mrs. Ichimura pointed to the door: "Since the trick to trick me was put in the house, so when I come, this piece is The sign must be removed, so he must have been writing when the accident happened."

"He has some mental problems, and his physique is so strong, if something happens, he may be very likely to do it, and he only knows me and Mr. Wan Tian, ​​so I think if he attacks someone, only Mr. Wan Tian will know. I was attacked." Mrs. Ichimura said with reason.

Mizumayuki asked a few more questions by the way, and after asking the police officer came over and took Mrs. Ichimura to make a more detailed record, and Shiratori came over at this time.

"How's it going? Another suspicious person appears. Do you want to be suspicious?" Shiratori asked with a smirk.

"Yes." Mizumayue nodded without hesitation, but she hesitated before explaining, "She was not surprised when she found out that Yuan Yuan's family had an accident and heard the news of Yuan Gao Ping's death, and she spoke clearly and clearly. Like being prepared, and most importantly…”

"She said before that if the deceased attacked someone else, there was only one possibility left. Do you want to imply to me that if the deceased was attacked, the murderer is likely to be Wantian?" Mizumayue pinched her chin and thought. , did not see Shiratori rolling his eyes madly.