Conan: Open the Door, I’m a Policeman

"How is that possible? If the teacher doesn't believe it, then let's discuss the contents of the book. Anyway, I have read the teacher's early books." Shiratori said very politely, and his speech and demeanor did look like A book lover who visits and admires the author.

"Then... What do you think of my "The Woman Selling Roland Flowers"? "Wantian asked the first question, this book was his early debut.

"It feels normal, but the supporting role named Yuan Chuan Jiuzhi makes me a little strange. It seems to be a very contradictory role." Shiratori replied seriously.

"You found out, yes, I was really immature when I wrote this book, so I changed the position of this character, which caused his role and behavior to be very confusing. At that time, I naively thought that no readers would pay attention. It's here." Wan Tian said, full of memories.

"Teacher, is there anything else to be tested?" Shiratori said calmly.

"No need." Wan Tian Nianjiu waved his hand with a smile on his face: "Don't Shiratori-kun have a question to ask? Please." Obviously he already believed in Shiratori.

"Then I'm not polite to ask for advice." Shiratori was not polite at all, and asked Mantian's books one by one.

Man Tian Nian Jiu should have not received readers for a long time. He was very happy to discuss with Shiratori. The two kept talking for four or five hours, and finally discussed the work that Man Tian Nian Jiu re-debuted four years ago.

"Excuse me, teacher, why did Qianshutai, when faced with the request of Tsuburaya Mingxiu and Yueer Yujing, rejected the Tsuburaya Mingxiu who had helped him and chose Yueer Yujing?" Shiratori wondered how much questioned.

"Well... ah... why can't I remember it." Wan Tian Nianjiu suddenly rubbed his head in distress, and said seriously: "I'm really sorry, I really can't remember this, you can let me go back and read it again. Turn over?"

"Huh? Why can't I remember it? Isn't this teacher's work in recent years?" Shiratori asked pretending to be puzzled: "And this is the biggest contradiction and narrative center of the whole book, right?"

"This... Maybe I'm really too old." Wan Tian Nianjiu touched his head embarrassedly, and got up to go back and read the book.

"Don't bother, I think I know I should have asked the wrong person." Shiratori sighed.

"How... how could it be?" Wan Tian Nianjiu suddenly covered his forehead with cold sweat, and he realized that the police officer really came with bad intentions.

"Hey... Originally, Gao Ping was nominally studying writing with you as your disciple, but it seems that there has been no work for four years. Could it be that you deleted it after being demoted to nothing?"

"Assume you have paid him a lot of money in the past four years..."

"That's right! I let the original get me a knife!" Wan Tiannianjiu burst out suddenly, shouting: "But I didn't kill him! I only found out later that he was dead! He didn't give a clue about the ending of the new work. I'll die when I write it!" Wan Tian Nianjiu was only willing to admit that he had caught the knife, but not that he killed the original Gao Ping.

"Is it really like this?" Shiratori asked: "Someone of us went to the hotel where you rushed the draft. We have already investigated that you bought a waiter, put on his uniform and ran away from the hotel to the residence of the deceased. The distance between two hours is enough to kill people except back and forth. Or are you really naive to think that he promised you to keep it a secret, and will you really not say anything in the face of the police certificate? "

"I just..." Wan Tiannianjiu defended.

"Since it's a knife, you're still delaying the manuscript? Are you kidding the editor?" Shiratori said leisurely, "Then you can only go to the deceased's house to get the manuscript, right?"

"Yes! That's right! I went to Yuanyuan's house!" Wan Tiannianjiu, who wanted to justify that he was just going out for a walk, had to admit it again, "but Yuanyuan was already dead when I went, and I didn't say it because I didn't want to be suspected. Come out!" Wan Tian Nianjiu shouted angrily: "Don't you just suspect that I killed Yuan Yuan? Come up with evidence! What's the use of cheating me here! I didn't kill anyone at all!"

"Is there a floppy disk in the drawer of the deceased? Now I'm afraid..." Before Shiratori finished speaking, Wan Tiannianjiu interrupted: "Yes! The manuscript I took! I took the floppy disk and left. It's with me now. Inside the computer!" Wan Tian has been completely hysterical for a long time, originally thought that a reader really came to the door, but he did not expect that the police force again.

fraud! They are all liars!

As for the floppy disk, it was the "missing thing with a side length of 8.9 cm" found in the drawer of the deceased, a 3.5mm floppy disk.

But even if any blood reaction was identified, it was useless. Wan Tiannianjiu only admitted that he saw Gao Ping's body and took the floppy disk. The floppy disk alone cannot directly prove that Wan Tiannianjiu killed someone.

"The reason why I keep saying this is not to deceive you." Shiratori said disappointedly: "I just hope that you can turn yourself in. The murderer can turn himself in before the police produce conclusive evidence."

"Then you can just take it out. I won't surrender because I didn't kill anyone at all." Wan Tian Nianjiu looked like he didn't admit it.

"Do you think you can sit back and relax while wearing gloves without leaving fingerprints?" Shiratori asked.

"I don't understand." Wan Tian Nianjiu turned his head away.

"We found a pair of gloves with bloodstains on the outer layer and dander from the inner layer. After the bloodstain identification results come out, can the teacher cooperate with us to do a DNA identification?" Shiratori said.

"dna?" Wan Tian's face suddenly turned pale.

"Yes." Shiratori nodded: "In fact, human dander will slowly fall off in small amounts just like hair. After wearing gloves, there will be a small amount of dander that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Because there are complete epithelial cells, so It can be used for DNA identification." Shiratori explained seriously.

Wan Tian leaned against the sofa for a long time, as if all his bones had been taken out: "It's definitely too late for me to turn myself in now."

Shiratori nodded regretfully, and his thoughts returned to five hours ago, when Wan Tian Nianjiu had just left the scene.

The front foot, Wan Tiannianjiu, went out, and the two police officers came in one after the other. They handed in the valuation of the original Gaoping's economic situation, and questioned the waiter in the hotel. The testimony shows that Wan Tiannianjiu spent money to bribe a waiter to buy it. his work clothes.

The situation is very clear. Obviously, when Wan Tian Nianjiu was rushed by the editor, he actually put on a waiter's costume and got out under the editor's nose. He found Wan Tian Nianjiu's house, who was chasing the knife for him, and took away the required manuscript. After that, Wan Tian Nianjiu was also killed, and the gloves were prepared in advance instead of using the gloves of the waiter, indicating that it was a premeditated murder. It is very likely that there was an accident afterwards. Judging from the fact that Wan Tian Nianjiu always let the cat named Nobel appear in the scene, it can be seen that the accident was related to Nobel, and from the fact that the editor actually promised on the way from the hotel to Wan Tian Nianjiu's house. According to Bell's testimony in the cage, it is very likely that he took Nobel to kill him, and Nobel was lost at the scene. Because of the time constraints, Wan Tiannian, who was too late to find it, had to leave Nobel and hurried back to the hotel to remedy it.

With the key evidence blood gloves found deep in the garbage dump on the side of the road, this case is only a matter of arresting Wan Tiannianjiu and bringing him to justice.

Speaking of the key evidence, the blood gloves, it is really hard to put this at the bottom for the foul-smelling garbage dump that Wan Tiannianjiu personally bent over to open up. The natural **** heap was moved away.

"You go." Mizuma shoved the investigation report into Shiratori's hand.

"Me?" Shiratori was stunned.

"Well, if I go, I'll handcuff him without saying a word." Mizumayuki spread her hands: "I think you should have something to say to him, and you don't want to be depressed with someone who is sitting in prison with handcuffs. Wan Tian has been talking for a long time, right?"

"I..." Shiratori hesitated, picked up the report and called a few people to leave. He really had something to say to Wan Tiannianjiu.

Thinking back to the present, Shiratori looked at Wan Tian Nianjiu who was already depressed and asked, "Teacher, can I ask you one more question?"

"Why are you still using honorifics now..." Wan Tian seemed to be twenty years older, and he raised his eyes to look at Shiratori.

"Because there are some things I want to say to the teacher I once admired as a reader." Shiratori said seriously.

"As... a reader?" Wan Tian murmured for a long time, he had no idea who the person on the opposite side was.

The combination of readers who admire him and the police who want to arrest him makes Wan Tiannianjiu feel an unreal trance.

"Teacher...why do you want someone to catch a knife?" Shiratori asked as a reader: "Even if I don't write about it, the teacher still has enough money to spend the rest of his life?" When he caught the knife, it hung directly on his face. That's why Mizumayuki asked Shiratori to come, because he wouldn't care about this kind of thing. The prisoner could just take it away. Years won't give Shiratori a chance to ask questions.

"Why...Let me think about it...It should be to respond to the readers' expectations, right?" Wan Tian thought for a long time and said.

"After the death of my wife, I also thought about quitting the writing and not caring about all literature, but I received letters from readers."

"Letters are stuffed into my mailbox one by one. The snow-white envelopes are really like snowflakes, densely packed and floating into my mailbox one by one." Wan Tiannianjiu continued: "They are comforting me. , encouraged me, and even some female readers wooed me half-jokingly. Of course, then they expressed their expectations for my new work, waiting and urging my comeback, and finally I was moved and finally decided to respond to this Countless anticipation for the comeback.”

"But I can't write it!" Wan Tiannianjiu suddenly picked up his head and wailed in pain.

"Can't write it?" Shiratori asked subconsciously.

"Yes, I can't write it. In fact, I have been trying to continue writing since I was silent for half a year, but I don't know if my soul has died, or if the half-year stay has made me regress, I can't write it to my satisfaction. The article has been written, and I have been writing it for half a year, and it has all turned into waste paper!"

"Then I met Yuan Yuan. Although that kid has something wrong, he is really a genius! He imitated my style of writing and even I felt exactly the same..." Wan Tian nianjiu rambled about how he was able to do everything, step by step. The way to catch a knife.

"Can this really explain it to the readers?" Shiratori suddenly interrupted Wan Tian's long-term memories and asked.

"What?" Wan Tian looked at Shiratori blankly for a long time.

"Will your readers, including me, be satisfied with fake works?" Shiratori asked, looking into Man Tian's old eyes.

"In terms of style of writing, Gao Ping can really imitate you almost perfectly, but what about the content? Can a person who is withdrawn and has no life experience write the same period essay as you? Impossible! His works will always be lacking. That kind of taste!" Shiratori said more and more excited.

"Taste?" Wan Tian stared blankly at Shiratori for a long time.

"Well... let's talk about me." Shiratori pondered for a while and said, "I will buy every book that the teacher has issued over the years, but there is no one who wants to leave everything and open it immediately.* *. When I have time to read, I take it off the bookshelf, flip through it hastily and put it back, lamenting that the teacher still hasn't returned to the original state. I never thought that the teacher would actually... alas..."

"Retrieve your status?"

"Yeah, I think other people who bought the teacher's book are also waiting for the teacher to slowly recover." Shiratori finally smiled gently at Wan Tian Nianjiu, and took out the handcuffs with a straight face.

When Shiratori walked downstairs with Manda Nianjiu, who was already crying, he found that Mizumayuki was actually asleep in the car.

"It's been long enough." Mizumayuki, who woke up, looked at his watch and said dissatisfiedly that the first wait was five hours, so it was no wonder that he would wait to fall asleep.

"Why didn't the police go back first?" Shiratori asked.

"Cough...don't ask more~www.NovelMTL.com~ Mizuki turned around awkwardly.

It is estimated that there is another Sato Miwako in the Metropolitan Police Department who can kill people. Tsuki Mizuma originally planned to wait for the police officers to go back first to divert Sato Miwako's attention before infiltrating the second echelon of escorting Wan Tianjiu. The first wait was five hours, and now it has completely stopped.

If it wasn't for a case report to write when I went back, Tsuki Mizuma even planned to go home and forget about it, and let Fujiwara Sakagi substitute for the Roaring Class, or it would be better not to start today.

Going back to the Metropolitan Police Department with trepidation, as soon as he got out of the car, Shui Jianyue saw a black shadow pounce on her, as fast as lightning, and jumped high when she was halfway.

Damn it! Mizuki cried out in her heart. I don't know what I will get back in a while, is it a clean straight punch, or a powerful knee strike, or a strangulation technique and an over-the-shoulder throw?

thump! The visitor landed in front of Tsuki Mizuma, and it was clear that it was not Mikazu Sato, but the head of the investigation department of the second department and the third department, Nakamori Yinsan Police Department.

"Shui Jian! Waiting for you in the afternoon!" A pair of powerful hands fell on Shui Jianyue's shoulders: "You must help me with this!"

"Shouldn't it be... catch the phantom thief Kid again?" Mizumayuki's mouth twitched.

"Bingo!" The Nakamori Police Department gestured with a thumbs-up brother: "This Wednesday, the night after tomorrow, the phantom thief Kidd is going to steal a ruby, please, now you are the only one who has personally handcuffed the phantom thief Kidd! Me and Mumu The old fox has already negotiated, and this is the document for your joint investigation."