Conan: Open the Door, I’m a Policeman

"Although I have considered this situation, I still underestimate them." Mizumayue said with a sad face.

"Fortunately, we came quickly, otherwise we wouldn't be able to get in." San Qiwei, a forensic officer transferred from the scene of the crime, glanced at the constantly vibrating door behind him, and said with lingering fears.

The reporters who kept pounding the door outside the door were the reporters who came after the news of the **** clothes came out. The speed was so fast that Shui Jianyue felt that throwing the **** clothes into the sea would not attract sharks so fast.

"Hurry up and work." Mizumayuki said helplessly with her cell phone in hand, and hung up the phone of the fake reporter from Gibson.

Kato Kuminobu and the police officer who had just spoken to Mizumayuki looked at the door with a gloomy face. This old-fashioned door can't withstand those reporters for a long time, and Mizumayuki has no doubt that these years When the reporters became crazy, they would definitely break into the scene, pay the price of being detained in time, and take some 'exclusive information' to their companions.

It's just that although Mizumayue thought that the discovery of blood clothes would attract reporters, she couldn't understand what made these reporters so crazy.

"Police Department, did the reporters outside make a mistake, why are they clamoring for a serial murder or something?" The bored Kato Kumaxin listened carefully to the voices outside, and turned back to ask Mizuma Tsuki in confusion.

Mizumayuki's head was full of black lines, and Kato Kumashin's question made him understand the general thinking of the reporters outside the door.

First of all, I have seen the **** moon in the garbage dump, and there are blood stains everywhere. This is the inevitable result of repeated attacks with blunt weapons. After this incident was falsely spread by the witnesses, it is not difficult. Imagination evolves into a blood-soaked garment.

And a piece of clothing that is all blood, in most people who are very far away from the murder case, will never satisfy their speculation that this is the result of killing a person only once. The Iron Hammer case has just been closed, which naturally reminds them of some lace news such as "serial murder cases that have been concealed by the police until now" and "the real culprit in the Iron Hammer case has not yet been arrested".

Then the reporters get excited because they don't need to think about whether the news is reasonable or not, they just need to know that this kind of news can attract the attention of the masses and increase their sales.

Regardless of the ill-intentioned purpose of those reporters, Mizuma Yue concentrates on finding details in Enomoto Sugito's room.

There is a travel bag in the corner of the living room. There is no change of clothes in it, but there are portable toiletries for travel and other commonly used things when traveling.

Either the person has just returned from a trip, or he travels frequently or on a business trip, and the various ornaments with various local styles displayed in the living room support the latter point of view.

This is a troublesome signal. Considering the worst direction, this person will have more knowledge about the method of 'leaving the city' than Mizuma Yue imagined, and even have contacts that can help him avoid the police blockade.

"The police department, it has been confirmed by Koban. Enomoto Sugito has not applied for any renewal of documents within a year, and by the way, he has confirmed that the documents he already has are consistent with everything we found in his wallet." Shiratori Put down your phone.

"Thank you for the implementation of electronic office." Mizuma Yue sincerely sighed, if in the era of paper archives a few years ago, the prisoners would have fled to the United States when these things were found out.

"The prisoner's kinship has been found out. His parents are out of town, but he has a younger sister in Tokyo." Soon other information was also investigated.

"Oh? This is very important." Mizuma Tsuki took it seriously: "If Enomoto Sugito really doesn't have enough cash, he may soon ask his sister for help."

"Find his sister's information and work place, we need to contact in advance." Mizuma Yue ordered.

"We found it together. His sister is Azusa Enomoto, and she works as a waiter at Poirot Cafe, 5-chome, 39, Mikancho."

"Mikacho 5-chome 39... This place name sounds familiar..." Mizuma Tsuki was attracted by the place name, and vaguely felt that she often went to this place to deal with some troublesome things.

"Isn't that Mouri Detective Agency!" Mizumayuki suddenly remembered that it was the place where he usually sent Conan home to say bad things about Conan, and suddenly became helpless.

"No wonder the police department will take the initiative to **** this case, it turns out that the detective will be contacted!" Kato Xiongxin jumped up and said in surprise.

"Don't coax while you go!" Mizumayue rolled her eyes, he didn't have that omniscient ability.

However, it is such a stack of coincidences that he was considered by the organization to have Cobille's predictive ability.

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Downstairs in the Maori Detective Agency, Mizumayuki stood on the side of the road and raised her head, swallowing her saliva as she looked at the faded characters.

"What a strong detective aura... psychological effect, psychological effect." Mizuma Yue comforted herself and walked into Poirot Cafe.

"Welcome." A sweet-looking girl waiter just stood at the door and greeted.

"Hello." Mizuki nodded.

The girl is Enomoto Sugito's younger sister, Azusa Enomoto.

"Are you alone, sir? Can you please sit here? Would you like to order something?" The girl warmly greeted her. This is her job.

"Bring me an American latte and a good sandwich, can you give my beautiful waiter a few more minutes?" Mizuma asked, just as he was feeling a little hungry.

"Crack!" The menu was slapped on the table.

"This guest, please don't do such disgusting frivolous behavior?" Azusa Enomoto said angrily.

"Sorry, sorry, that's not what I meant." Only then did Mizuma Yue realize that she had been misunderstood as a frivolous man who approached him. "I just have some things to communicate with you, business, related to your brother's Enomoto Sugi."

"Really?" Azusa Enomoto frowned and looked at Yue Mizuma, obviously not believing him.

"I'm a policeman, this is my police officer's card. You should know Mr. Maori who lives upstairs. He knows me." Mizumayuki handed over her police officer's card and added that of Kogoro Maori. name.

"Then wait for a while, I'll prepare your coffee and sandwiches. Can I recommend our specialty corn sandwiches for sandwiches?" Azusa Enomoto seems to believe in Tsuki Mizuma, or think that she can listen to Tsuki Mizuma. Words won't affect anything.

"Thank you."

After a while, the coffee and sandwiches arrived in front of Tsuki Mizuma, and Azusa Enomoto went to receive another table of guests, probably waiting for Tsuki to finish eating first.

Mizumayuki picked up the coffee and took a sip. It felt like a good coffee, but he didn't have much knowledge about coffee, so he couldn't drink it.

Then Mizuma Tsuki picked up the sandwich and ate it.

Mizuki's expression froze.

He was recalling the origin and popular country of sandwiches, common ingredients and development history, and then tried to get an answer about how the condition of the mouth came about from his shallow knowledge.

Mizuki doesn't know how to describe the taste in his mouth. The taste of bread is not wrong, and corn has only its own strong fragrance. Salad dressing, lettuce, lunch ham, eggs, every ingredient has the right taste, but why combine it? It would be so hard to eat together!

Mizumayuki remembered that the reason why he ordered food instead of talking straight to the point was because he was a little hungry, but why can't he feel the slightest hunger now?

If you want to list the top ten incredible events, Mizumayuki doesn't want to care about the original ranking. At this moment, he wants to put his own problems in the first and second positions.

Mizumayuki watched the sandwiches in front of him fighting between heaven and man. He wanted to leave these sandwiches here as they were, but he felt that it was rude to have an impact on the next conversation with Azusa Enomoto...

Mizumayuki glanced at Azusa Enomoto and saw that she was still serving other customers, and no one else noticed it.

Mizumayuki first picked up the bread and ate it alone. The taste was very normal, and it was a high-quality fresh bread.

Lettuce, the sweet taste with the sour taste of salad dressing, calmed down Mizuma's distorted appetite a lot.

The corn should come from canned corn from the supermarket, and the taste is just fine. No comment needed.

The taste of the poached egg is also perfectly grasped, and then a piece of lunch ham, all of which give Mizumayuki, who is not picky about food, a delicious feeling.

Then came the entrance of the last piece of bread, and Mizumayuki's face turned purple again.

The taste left by the previous ingredients in the mouth, and the wheat aroma of the bread impacted together, forming a special smell that could not be associated with any vicious gas, but it was unacceptable.

Mizuma realizes that the person who made this sandwich has an incredible talent...

"Could it be that I was targeted for revenge?" Mizumayue suddenly thought so. With that question in mind, he looked around to see how other sandwich eaters would feel.

As it turned out, the regulars here already knew something about the sandwiches here, and the only person who ordered sandwiches in the entire cafe was Tsuki Mizuma herself.

However, after eating them separately, the effect is far less catastrophic than eating them together. Mizumayuki quickly regained the feeling in his stomach, but he began to worry again.

Don't think that you're done after eating one piece, because the sandwiches here are cut into very small pieces, and one piece is cut into six pieces, which means that there are five pieces in front of Mizumayuki.

"Fight!" Mizuma Yue clenched her fists to cheer herself up.

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"Huh..." After drinking half of a large cup of coffee, Mizuma let out a sigh of relief, and there was a **** sandwich left in front of him.

"It should be fine for the remaining piece to say that my appetite is too small..." Mizumayue said to himself, because he didn't have the strength to eat the last piece.

"Mr. Police Officer, have you finished eating?" At this moment, Azusa Enomoto also came over and covered her mouth in surprise: "You have eaten so much!"

"May I ask what this sandwich is...?" Mizuki asked tentatively.

"Sorry, we don't have enough people here, so I made this sandwich, but I don't have any talent for making sandwiches." Azusa Enomoto stuck out her tongue, trying to pretend to be cute and get away with it.

"Who said you have no talent, but you have a great talent for food." Mizumayue's heart was full of blood. It turned out that people have self-knowledge, and it would be disgusting if you don't eat, but she still motioned Enomoto Azusa to sit. Opposite yourself.

"Let me introduce myself again. My name is Tsuki Mizuma. I'm the police department of the Tokyo Metropolitan Metropolitan Police Department's Investigation Division I and Forced Crime Division II. It doesn't matter what you call it."

"My name is Enomoto Azusa, what happened to my brother?" Speaking of business, Enomoto Azusa asked nervously.

It's not good to be found by the police. Except for the consulting detectives who can eat well in the police, most people will have such a mentality, and Enomoto Azusa is no exception.

"Sorry, I have to wait a while before I can answer you, can you please answer first, do you know what your brother has done in the past few days?" Mizumayuki asked ~www.NovelMTL.com~ He..." Feeling that something was wrong in Mizumayuki's tone, Azusa Enomoto thought about it carefully and said, "My brother recently went to Shizuoka Prefecture for a business trip, and he should have just returned the day before yesterday. More I don't know, the communication between us is not very close. "

"Really?" Mizuma Yue stared at Azusa Enomoto's face. As the suspect's immediate family, Mizuma Yue didn't expect to hear the whole truth in one go.

"Really." Azusa Enomoto said, but her dodging eyes and unnatural expression told Mizuma Yue she was hiding something.

There are three common ways to deal with this situation. The first is to continue to communicate with the other party and set up language traps to 'cheat' the concealed part.

The second is that Xiaozhi uses emotion and reason, and Chen Ming's strong relationship allows the other party to decide to speak out.

The last one is to use the police officer's own aura to intimidate the other party and let the other party tell the truth out of fear.

However, Shui Jianyue chooses the last one that saves the most time.

Mizumayuki raised her eyebrows, and her eyes converged, like an awl, directly piercing Enomoto Azusa's eyes.

Enomoto Azusa only saw a slight change in the other party's expression, then stared at himself, and then felt as if his throat was being strangled, and it was very difficult to breathe.

His hands were numb, his legs were numb, his scalp was also numb, and big drops of sweat poured out from his forehead. Azusa Enomoto instinctively wanted to hide back, but couldn't move.

"You concealed it." Mizumayue said, these four words were not impassioned, but must be a plain statement of fact.

What he told was the truth.

"Last night, my brother sent me an email." Feeling that the pressure on him was gone, Azusa Enomoto lowered her head and said.

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