Corpse collector in Conan

Maya Hashimoto regretted her mistake for a moment, and at the same time launched a deep introspection: "At that time, I was worried that listening to this kind of singing too much would affect my judgment and reaction, and then step into some kind of negative chain trap, so I wanted to get out as soon as possible... …But now it seems that maybe my judgment had been affected as early as that time!”

"...This kid's dirty tricks are really hard to detect. He must have deliberately sang like this. Otherwise, how could it be so difficult to hear an ordinary out-of-tune song?"

Maya Hashimoto took a deep breath, and the ice tea quietly poured out.

Fortunately, the annoying primary school student next to him didn't stare at him for too long - because the police came.

"How did it come so fast?" Maya Hashimoto was a little confused at first, but then she realized: That's right, this group of policemen were just handling the case two blocks away. Let alone driving, even if they ran over, they wouldn't be able to use it. 5 minutes... After all, compared to myself, this group of policemen are Lord Uzuo's real model workers.

…

The model workers who came to the scene quickly got into work skillfully and tiredly.

Officer Takagi nervously checked the body like a lottery, and then exhaled with great relief: Very good, this man has a wallet with his driver's license stuffed in the wallet - this way, his identity can be confirmed quickly without having to Go to great lengths to investigate an unnamed body.

Not long after, he brought the information he found back to the Jiangxia and Mumu Police Department: "The deceased's name was Mao Tingxun, 46 years old. The cause of death was that he was hit on the head multiple times with a blunt instrument and beaten to death."

The Mumu Police Department made a sound and looked at the deceased with some doubts: "Why is he covered with a coat? Who put it on him? Could it be that when the deceased was found, he had not completely died?"

Jiang Xia shook his head: "Unfortunately, when we saw him, he was already a corpse - I heard from the front desk that the deceased was a guest who came to sing. This coat should have been hung on his body when he entered the door. On the hanger by the door.

"As for why you are here now... probably the murderer used this piece of clothing as a cushion when he beat the victim to prevent blood from splattering on himself."

The Mumu Police Department clicked his tongue: "It's so calm. It doesn't sound like impulsive killing, but more like it's prepared."

"Mr. Jiang Xia, police department." The forensic officer suddenly discovered something. "In the pocket of the deceased's coat, there was a camera - an old-fashioned film camera."

"Oh?" The Memu Police Department vaguely felt that this was an important clue. He clicked on a subordinate, "Go and develop the photos immediately to see what he took!"

The young police officer responded, holding the camera and running away.

In addition to these obvious items, other physical evidence at the scene has yet to be investigated.

While waiting, the Mumu Police Department was not idle either. In order not to stay up all night tonight, he yawned and forced himself to ask the witnesses present: "Who was the first person to discover the body?"

"It's me." The front desk boy with dyed yellow hair was shocked. "I found that this guest had not requested a song, so I wanted to come over and see what he was doing, but who knew that as soon as I opened the door, I saw him His head was covered with blood and he fell to the ground..."

No need for him to say anything about what happened next, everyone already knew everything.

The Mumu Police Department waved his hand and interrupted the rest of the useless words. He turned to ask: "Are you the one on duty tonight? Do you still remember who the deceased came with?"

The receptionist not only remembered it, but also had a deep impression: "He was alone, but... when he came, he made a very strange request."

"What request?"

The front desk pointed at Jiang Xia: "The dead guest said that when he came during the day, his friend who was traveling with him hid his things in Box 3, so he asked me to pay more attention to the people in that box and wait until those people left. , notify him immediately.”

"It sounds a bit strange. Who would hide something in a ktv when they have nothing to do?" Police Department Mumu touched his chin in confusion and casually nodded at two people. "To be on the safe side, you guys go to Box 3 to look for them."

Two small police officers entered the house in response. However, after rummaging around, even lifting the sofa cushions and searching carefully, nothing was found.

Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko looked at each other and suddenly realized something. They got together and whispered: "I remember Jiang Xia said just now that the deceased was the person who followed us... Could it be that he asked the waiter to stare at In fact, the purpose of the box is not to find anything, but to keep an eye on our movements and continue to follow us after we leave!"

——In the dead of night, the delicate and frail female high school student left the KTV happily. And when she said goodbye to her classmates and set foot on the night road alone, a shadow silently followed her...

"Hey!!" The two of them hugged each other in horror, feeling frightened for a while. "There are too many bad people in society! But... what does he want to do by following us?"

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Although I am very curious about the purpose of the suspicious stalker, everyone is dead now. Compared with these conspiracies that can no longer be completed, what seems to be more concerning now is how he died.

"If a person died in a KTV, and the box where the deceased was located has no windows, then one thing is certain - the murderer has entered this room!"

Mumu Police Department touched his chin and asked the front desk: "After the deceased entered the box, who had left the ktv?"

The front desk trotted back to the counter, lowered his head and flipped through the records, and gave an answer that made the police very happy: "Not one, but a few more customers came one after another."

Then the receptionist looked at the guests called by the police and recalled in order:

"First, the high school students entered Box 3, and then the deceased guest came in. He entered Box 5.

"After him, it was this..." The receptionist paused, swallowed the adjective "ferocious gangster boss", and said, "It was this big brother who was burly and exercised regularly. They were in Box 4."

"The guest with a long face came at about the same time. He was in Box 2."

"The last guest, the elderly guest, went to Box 1. "

Speaking of this, the receptionist paused, and belatedly realized one thing: the first few high school students who came really had the physique of the God of Wealth - before they arrived, the store was deserted, and when they entered the store, it was immediately filled with customers... Well, it's a pity that a murder happened in the store, otherwise the sales tonight would definitely be good.

Inspector Megure didn't notice that the receptionist was distracted.

His eyes had already fallen on the three guests other than Jiang Xia and the others following the list just now.