Conan: Open the Door, I’m a Policeman

On the rooftop, Shui Jianyue was lying on the railing, fiddling with her mobile phone boredly.

The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department has 18 floors above ground and 4 floors underground. Under the twilight of midnight, lying on the roof, you can vaguely see the lights of the Imperial Palace.

The low door sandwiched between the Imperial Palace and the Metropolitan Police Department is the legendary Sakurada Gate, and the Metropolitan Police Department is the name of the Sakurada Gate because it is too close to this gate.

The memories have ended in a long wrangling, and there is no special progress in terms of results. Sure enough, some things are doomed before they start.

Mizumayue felt that this time was a bit late, and in her expectation, someone should have come up to find her.

Just as he was thinking, he heard footsteps behind him.

"You really are here, Officer Mizujian." The person said, "You see what I guessed correctly."

Shui Jianyue pouted: "Stop pretending, and use the wiretap hidden on Mr. Maori to hear the memories just now, right? Didn't I say that every major meeting in the Metropolitan Police Department will have anti-eavesdropping devices? Why? Not a long lesson?"

"I've learned a lesson! After the last time, I asked Dr. A Li to change the signal to a relay type, and the connection can be disconnected in time before the relay station is discovered." Conan said triumphantly.

Mizumayue's mouth twitched even more: "It's so easy to avoid tracking? Do you think spy technology is a bit simple?"

"Huh?" Conan then shook his head: "Don't talk about that, Officer Mizuma, isn't this case going badly?"

"Oh? What's not so good?" Mizumayuki turned her head at this moment, unable to understand what Conan was saying: "What are you talking about?"

Conan's expression became much more serious: "Because of the information that can be gathered so far, according to my reasoning, the murderer... is you!"

Mizumayuki raised her eyebrows, the expression of 'you continue talking'.

"Let's start with the most deadly place." It is rare for Conan to not ask a lot of small questions first, waiting for the other party to explain: "Officer Mizuma, do you know what Mr. Kazuenjiro likes to smoke?"

"Smoke? He doesn't smoke cigarettes and pipes?" Although he was joking, Mizumayuki's face changed.

"That's the problem. People who smoke generally prefer a specific brand of cigarettes. For example, Uncle Kogoro usually smokes seven-star light cigarettes, and my father often travels around the world, so he can buy it in many countries. Marlboro." Conan's glasses showed pure white reflections.

"Really, the sale of tobacco and alcohol to minors is prohibited, where did you get so much knowledge." Shui Jianyue interrupted in a displeased way.

"But when Mr. Kazuma asked police officer Mizuma to buy cigarettes, he didn't specifically specify the brand, right? Is police officer Mizuma right?" Conan's tone could be called a coercive question: "I said before that Mr. Are you not familiar with Officer Jian? Does Officer Mizuma know what brand of cigarettes he smokes?"

"Didn't he discuss the cake prank with me before?" Mizumayuki explained dryly: "I saw him smoking a cigarette at that time."

"I said, it's not impossible, but unreasonable!" Conan shook his head: "Even if you know it so you don't need to ask it, but from the standpoint of Mr. Feng Yan, you should say it."

"But that's not what Feng Kenjiro said, someone else took his recording and edited the sound." Mizumayuki explained.

"The prisoner who recorded the recording should also be a person who is very close to Mr. Feng Yan, why didn't you add this sentence?" Conan shook his finger: "Besides, if it's not deadly enough, let's talk about why the forensics staff. Have you found any useful clues and evidence yet?"

"Oh? Do you have any guidance on the working methods of my subordinates?" Mizuma Yue looked down at Conan with a bad expression on her face.

"The reason why they can't find useful clues is because their sight is completely obstructed by useless clues!" Conan looked at Mizumayuki: "The cake, the killer mark, the strange blood stains and the dust on the wall are also fine! , the murderer deliberately left traces completely unrelated to the crime process to interfere with the search!"

Conan continued: "If it's someone else doing this, it's just being smart, it will only leave more flaws, but there is one person who can do it, no, it should be theoretically only one person can do it, that is one-handed teaching. Come out two forensics officers who know all the police officers' search procedures well, that's you!"

Suddenly Conan's tone changed: "I mean if it was you, you could do this..."

"What's wrong?" Mizuma Yue didn't get angry or react as Conan expected: "Isn't it reasoned that only I can commit the crime? Is it me?"

"As far as the reasoning that the current clues can form, the murderer is only Officer Mizuma, so only by collecting more clues can we get the real answer and find out who is framing you." Conan said seriously.

"Then, what kind of clues can lead to different answers? Can you give me a few examples? Otherwise, I can't understand it?" Mizumayue asked.

"I...I..." Conan hesitated a few times and lowered his head: "I can't imagine...I know this is unqualified reasoning, I haven't seen the real truth, but I'm worried about the next progress of the case and I imagined the same, so I ran to remind you first."

Having said that, Conan asked Mizuma Yue eagerly: "Don't talk about me, do you have any clues? Do you know who framed you?"

Mizumayuki could feel that Conan was really worried about him, rather than appearing here because of a competition about who completes the reasoning first.

Mizumayue smiled: "The big detective's mind can't imagine it, so there is no other possibility, right? What is that detective's famous saying? Get rid of the mistakes and then..."

"Exclude all the impossible~www.NovelMTL.com~ Even if the rest is impossible, it is the truth!" Conan corrected subconsciously, and finally looked at Yue Mizuma in surprise. After realizing that the other party was not joking, he couldn't help but feel Taking a step back: "Officer Mizuma... what do you mean?"

"I think...I'm the prisoner." Mizumayuki smiled, pointed to her head and said, "In my memory, what you said was done by me."

"How...how is this possible? How could someone like you kill people?" Conan stared at Mizumayuki: "Why...why?"

"Why do you say?" Mizumayue shrugged: "It's not like you don't know those people."

"Organization?" Conan understood at once: "Did the organization do it? How did they do it? What did they do to you? Hypnotize? Or a threat?"

"How do you ask me to answer you with so many questions?" Mizuma Yue was impatient with Conan's face, and reached out to squeeze Conan's mouth: "But no matter how many questions you ask, I have no plans. To answer you, since you still trust me, keep your mouth shut and pretend to be a child, I have my own plans for everything."

"Go home quickly! If you stay with me for too long, you will be noticed!" Mizumayuki whispered: "Be careful not to be targeted by that group of people, avoid things that are out of place!"

"You..." Conan looked at Yue Mizuma, took two steps back, finally digested the information, nodded, turned and ran away.

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