I came to the world of Kexue from Pirate Theater [Comprehensive]

Because the factors needed to be further determined, Watanabe Shoichi's body had been brought back by his subordinates for forensic examination. However, the most suspected Shinomiya Aiko, Nakamura Junken and Violet were left to rest by Officer Megure. room for conversation.

"Then, please explain the reason why you came to the front desk."

The four chairs on each of the two long tables were already occupied. Shinomiya Aiko and Violet sat on one side, and opposite them were the mother and daughter from the hotel. They said they wanted to see the results with their own eyes, so they also stayed to rest. In the room.

Maori Ran and Amuro Toru stayed at another table. Officer Megure seemed to intend to discuss the case with Mori Kogoro, so he also stayed. Nakamura Junken sat on the couch, leaning his head on the chair. I don’t know what I’m thinking about on my back.

Asami Watanabe's eyes were glued to Shinomiya Aiko across from her, as if she had confirmed that she was the murderer of her father.

Only Violet knew that Shinomiya Aiko was the least likely.

Mouri Kogoro crossed his arms and kept looking at the three people who had suspicious opportunities.

Conan's lenses were flooded, and he was thinking carefully about the clues he was looking for on the deceased. His expression was ferocious. It was obvious that he was in pain before death, but why didn't he call out? If someone suddenly screamed at this time, someone would find out.

"I'm afraid it's not that my mouth and nose are covered, but that I can't breathe. Generally, people who have difficulty breathing cannot shout loudly." Toru Amuro analyzed. Even if he didn't get closer to check, he could still tell from the expression on his face. Two points, what's more, he lowered his gaze and saw that the originally immature child's face was serious and serious that did not belong to an adult, "Conan, have you thought of anything?"

Conan, who was immersed in his own thoughts, was suddenly brought back to reality by Toru Amuro's words. He raised his head and looked at Toru Amuro's angular outline and the suspicion revealed in those purple-gray eyes.

The incandescent lamp half-hides his face in the shadow, and the white shirt is slightly opened, revealing the dark skin, and the knees are bent, as if to see his expression clearly at this moment.

Oops, Conan sighed to himself, as he tended to ignore the surrounding situation whenever a case occurred.

"Ah hahaha, Brother Amuro, what are you talking about? I don't understand anything." Conan scratched his head, smiled dryly, and raised the corners of his mouth, trying to fool him with a silly smile.

Toru Amuro leaned down and got close to Conan's face. Her pair of deep purple-gray eyes stared at his face motionlessly, making him break into a cold sweat and the corners of his mouth almost stiffened.

Just when he couldn't stand Toru Amuro's gaze and wanted to find other reasons, he suddenly distanced himself, stood up straight, and said with a smile on his lips, "It's nothing, I just thought that you, Conan, looked very similar to Mr. Mori just now. I wonder if I am imitating his judgment.”

Conan accepted it immediately, regardless of whether what he said was true or false, as long as he could change the topic immediately, "Hahahaha, yes, I am actually learning from my uncle."

Shinomiya Aiko on the other side responded calmly, "I came to the front desk because I have something to do with Boss Watanabe. As for what happened, it is my own personal issue."

"What the officer wants is for you to tell me clearly what you said to my father. Are you guilty of hiding it?" Asami Watanabe looked at her, a trace of anger flashing in her eyes.

Watanabe Yoko pulled Asami, not knowing why she was so angry, "Asami, everything must be based on evidence. Don't always target Miss Shinomiya."

"Mom, don't pull me!"

"If I don't hold you, you will pounce on someone. Sit down quickly."

Officer Megure glanced at them and planned to skip asking the two of them first and solve the problem later. He felt that if he continued to ask, the two of them would have no time to ask.

Officer Megure turned his attention to the middle-aged man on the couch, "So, what about you, Mr. Nakamura?"

Nakamura Junken: "I couldn't find my medicine at that time, so I ran to the front desk to get it. I often come to this hotel to soak in the hot springs. Every time I come here, my briefcase is always left at the front desk. Mr. Watanabe also knows that. After I came out of the lounge, I looked for my medicine bottle but couldn't find it. It was late at night, so I planned to go to the front desk to get it myself. The surveillance camera could see that I took a medicine bottle from the front desk."

Watanabe mother and daughter can also testify. Watanabe Asami stood up and confirmed Nakamura Junken's words, "Mr. Nakamura does have the habit of leaving his briefcase at the front desk every time he comes. Today is also the day when dad can't find me. The one who got the medicine at the front desk, and Mr. Nakamura had no motive to kill my father."

An attitude that completely confirmed that it was a murder accident.

A police officer nodded to Officer Megure, confirming that Nakamura Junken's words were true.

Officer Megure understood and turned his gaze to the girl who had been quiet since she came in.

For Violet, his senses have always been complex.

After disappearing from the interrogation room, Officer Megure defined her as an underage girl who ran away from home, lacked a clear understanding of society, spoke shockingly and went astray.

It may be necessary to add the three unformed views.

Violet also raised her eyes in cooperation, "Well, I asked Mr. Watanabe for plum wine. Seeing that he seemed very happy, I asked casually. He replied: Because I met a friend I haven't seen for a long time. I thought the child was very unfamiliar, but unexpectedly she took care of herself and burst into laughter for a moment."

Shinomiya Aiko's hand on the table moved.

The slight movement did not attract attention, only Asami Watanabe, who regarded her as the murderer, kept staring at her.

"Brother Mouri, what do you think?" Officer Megure asked Kogoro Moori, who was holding his chin in thought.

Mouri Kogoro immediately stood up straight and seriously, looking at him confidently. Officer Megure looked expectantly, and then looked at his awake and wide-open eyes, and he said silently, "Moori brother, you are not asleep yet."

Mouri Kogoro touched his forehead and said in confusion, "What are you talking about, Officer Megure? How can you still talk when you are asleep?"

Conan on the side wiped his sweat.

Toru Amuro glanced at him with lowered eyes, and then moved away as if nothing had happened.

"The murderer is you, Miss Shinomiya Aiko!"

Conan/Toru Amuro: Well, we can rule out Miss Shinomiya.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Why should I kill Mr. Watanabe?" Shinomiya Aiko stood up as if her scales had been touched, and her eyes seemed to be on fire. The eyes he glared at Mouri Kogoro were like the eyes of a lioness angry after her territory was occupied.

"Then why didn't you tell me why you came to the front desk."

"My private affairs have nothing to do with this matter. Why should I tell others my private affairs?"

"Then I have to ask you, Mr. Mori, did you find my fingerprints or my belongings on Mr. Watanabe?"

Mouri Kogoro was speechless, "No, no."

Officer Megure stared at him with half-moon eyes, and Mouri Kogoro coughed twice, "Isn't it because your attitude is too weird? Under normal circumstances, in order to avoid suspicion, you will eagerly distance yourself."

Having said this, Mouri Kogoro turned his attention to Violet, who had been silent.

"I've always felt that you are very familiar."

Violet smiled, as if you finally knew, "We met once at xx Cafe. At that time, you pointed at me and asked Officer Megure to arrest me, thinking that I was a criminal reserve."

My heart was at a loss as well, so I thought it would be better to just talk about it.

Mouri Kogoro: "..." Turning to look at Officer Megure, he nodded.

Mao Lilan instantly remembered that she was covered in blood at that time. If she hadn't said her name before, she would have almost forgotten it.

For a moment she turned her eyes to Violet.

She didn't kill the person,

No, it should be said that this incident was an accident.

If he guessed correctly, he can verify it after the autopsy report comes out.

Conan looked at the crying and sad Watanabe mother and daughter and the forbearing Shinomiya Aiko.

It would be so tragic if that were the case.

"Officer Megure, wasn't she taken back by you, what was the result?" Mouri Kogoro said.

Speaking of this, Officer Megure thought of the note, and the emotions of that day suddenly came to him, "We checked the information and found that Violet came to Japan after she was fifteen years old for some reasons and had no other connections. When you interact, your understanding of things is different from ordinary people, but no matter what happens, you can never fool the police."

Thinking about the note with the address before, I didn't expect that it would be just a matter of not going to school, and I would also learn how to get tattoos from adults. Not only that, I would also bring my fantasy of shounen comics into reality.

If you are not sure in the future, you will go astray.

He couldn't help but feel worried about the girl's future.

"..." Although I don't quite understand Officer Memu's expression at this moment, Violet is definitely not doing anything good.

Mouri Kogoro tapped his palm and was about to express his opinion. Under Violet's gaze, a needle quickly pierced his neck.

The two times he met Conan, Mouri Kogoro was knocked down by Conan's watch twice.

Violet couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. Maybe a case happened at a time she didn't know about, and Uncle Maori solved the case in this way.

Uncle Maori's neck won't be riddled with holes anymore.

Like a drunkard, Mouri Kogoro let out a sigh and fell directly onto the couch. When Nakamura Junken stood up suddenly in fear, he put his hands on the back of the chair behind him and closed his eyes tightly.

"Officer Megure, I almost know the truth of the matter."

Officer Megure looked at Kogoro Mori who seemed to be in a deep sleep with an excited expression, "It seems like Brother Mori already knows the real murderer, right?"

While everyone's attention was diverted to him, Conan hid in a corner and began to analyze.

"Yes, but it cannot be said to be the murderer, because this was an accident and there is no real murderer at all."

Violet followed Conan's hiding place with her eyes, watching him explain while holding a red bow.

"The reason why Mr. Watanabe died was because he had taken sleeping pills before. Going to hot springs after taking sleeping pills will cause stress on the heart. In the case of high temperatures, it will cause difficulty breathing, accelerated heart rate, and high blood pressure. In situations such as elevation, Mr. Watanabe may have thought about getting up and leaving at that time, but he soaked for too long, and standing suddenly would reduce the blood in the brain, causing dizziness and falling."

"I think he probably got dizzy after getting up in the middle, and fell straight into the hot spring. Because he soaked for too long, he had difficulty breathing, and his limbs were weak and he could only struggle in the water. Because it was late at night, no one got up. That's it. Drowned in the hot spring." After saying that, he paused and asked another question.

"Does Mr. Watanabe have the habit of taking sleeping pills before going to bed?"

Yoko Watanabe nodded, "Yes, he has to take sleeping pills every night to sleep soundly. I have also shown Mr. Nakamura the dosage of the pills, and there is no problem."

Nakamura Junken touched his forehead: "Because I work for a pharmaceutical company and I am very familiar with Mr. Watanabe, so he has asked me about the dosage of medicine."

"That's right. After Watanabe took his medicine last night, he went to the hot spring after cleaning up the front desk. The surveillance also showed that he put a medicine bottle at the front desk. It should be in Nakamura's hand now. If you don’t believe me, you can open it and take a look, but Nakamura’s asthma medicine is really in...Conan, pick up the medicine bottle under the sofa."

Conan rushed to the sofa as if he had heard the order, squatted down and took out a medicine bottle, which was exactly the same as the one Nakamura Junken took out himself.

"This belongs to Uncle Nakamura. I saw it falling on the ground when I came in before. I picked it up and put it next to you. I think you may have knocked it down again when you stood up. You didn't notice it when you walked. I accidentally bumped into it and rolled into the sofa." Handing the white medicine bottle to him, Nakamura Junjian opened it and it became clear at once, "Yes, this is mine. Because there is no label on the bottle, I thought it was mine. ."

"No, it's impossible for dad to die in an accident!"

"Asami, I gave your father the medicine last night." Yoko Watanabe's words made Asami cover her eyes in disbelief.

"No, it's impossible. Dad, why did he go to the hot springs? He just went after taking medicine. He obviously didn't have it before." Asami Watanabe cried loudly.

The forensic report also came out, ruling out homicide.

Officer Megure closed his phone and announced the result.

Due to the resolution of the case, Officer Megure had to make a summary when he returned to the police station, so he left first and glanced at Violet before leaving.

Shinomiya Aiko held Violet's cold hand. It was summer, but she always looked cold, which relieved her hot brain.

"Violet, tell me, shouldn't I go find him at that time?"

"It's not your fault, Sister Aiko. He was very happy at that time. It must be because of what you said. It was just an accident."

Looking at the Watanabe mother and daughter crying in tears, Violet could feel the sadness, but she had seen so many tragedies that her expression was almost numb.

Just looking at them indifferently, Shinomiya Aiko's trembling hand held her tightly, and she could only hold it tighter.

Among the people who were watching the sadness, she was the only one who stood up straight and was leaned on by Shinomiya Aiko. Even Mao Lilan couldn't bear to lower her head.

Toru Amuro looked at the two people relying on each other quietly. The black-haired girl's expression was cold, as if she could not see the sad atmosphere. Her hand was held by the woman next to her, and her unique temperament was out of place in the crowd.

Suddenly he met the look she was looking at. There was a warning in her black pupils, and her delicate face without a smile was indifferent. Looking at him was like looking at an inconspicuous stone, which shocked him.

Violet just glanced at Toru Amuro, who was always looking at him. To be honest, she didn't really like others looking at her with a scrutinizing and defensive look for a long time.

If she had anything to say, she would just open the skylight and say it openly. It was so hidden that she felt uncomfortable all over.

Violet, who had not felt this feeling for a long time, began to think of her previous life.