Conan: Naruto

"Who is he?"

Terasawa glanced at Mori Kogoro, then looked at the administrator, and asked in bewilderment:

"What happened to the apartment?"

"There seems to be nothing wrong."

The administrator stretched out his hand towards Mori Kogoro, and explained seriously:

"This man just said..."

suddenly!

The sound of a glass sliding door came to everyone's ears.

Everyone turned their heads curiously and found...

A middle-aged woman in red tried her best to open the glass door from the elevator to the apartment lobby, her lower body lying on the floor, her upper body slightly raised, and she said in shock:

"It's not good...my husband he..."

Before she finished speaking, the middle-aged woman lay limp and limp on the floor.

Xiaolan immediately rushed to the woman, knelt down on the ground, and while supporting her, said anxiously and caringly:

"Are you hurt?"

"Me, my husband!!"

The middle-aged woman grabbed Xiaolan's arm fiercely, raised her body with strength, looked up at Xiaolan, and said loudly in fear:

"He was killed by someone on the balcony!!!"

"what?!"

Everyone looked at the middle-aged woman in shock.

Dongfang Haoyue stood beside Kudo Shinichi, looked at the administrator, Terasawa and the woman in front one by one, and thoughtfully analyzed in her heart:

"Who will be the culprit this time?

Sitting downstairs and reading the newspaper, a rather simple-looking administrator?

Or carrying a fishing tackle bag, looking like Terasawa returning from fishing?

Or the wife of the deceased over there?

I really can't see it, um... I will use the Maori detective method of elimination to reason.

Anyway, as long as the suspects pointed out by Maori detectives are ruled out first, the real culprit can be easily identified~! "

Dongfang Haoyue thought about it, and nodded approvingly.

"Haoyue...?"

From the corner of Kudo's new eyes, he saw Dongfang Haoyue's inexplicable behavior, and turned his head to look at Haoyue with a confused face.

On the other side, Mori Kogoro quickly ran to Xiaolan's right, half kneeled on the ground, stared at the middle-aged woman intently, and said seriously:

"I am Detective Mori Kogoro.

You're the one who screamed just now, aren't you?

So where is the incident? "

"We live in Room 701."

The middle-aged woman turned her head to look at Kogoro Mori, and gradually regained her composure.

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The apartment elevator.

"uncle."

Kudo Shinichi looked at the administrator on the left, and asked according to detective practice:

"I just found out that there are only two household nameplates on the mailbox. Is there no one living here?"

"The whole apartment is going to be demolished by the end of the month."

The administrator looked down at Kudo Shinichi and explained seriously:

"So now the only people living here are Mr. and Mrs. Imoto, the owner of the apartment, and Mr. Terasawa."

"Boom."

It was the notification sound for the elevator to reach the seventh floor, the highest floor of the apartment.

Everyone walked to the front door of Room 701, and the administrator was about to reach out and touch the doorknob.

"Wait, let me come."

Mori Kogoro reached out to stop the administrator, took out a white handkerchief from his coat pocket, turned the unlocked door handle through the handkerchief, and opened the door calmly and forcefully.

Kudo Shinichi and Dongfang Haoyue followed Kogoro into the room, and noticed a pair of women's high heels and two pairs of men's shoes on the floor of the entrance.

Haoyue thoughtfully analyzed in her heart:

"Besides the shoes of Imoto and his wife, there seems to be a third person?"

Ten seconds later, everyone rushed to the outside of the movable glass door leading to the large balcony in the living room, looked at the spacious balcony with sporadic bloodstains inside, and found...

On the balcony to the right of the glass door, there was a man in blue lying on the ground with his hands stretched out in front of his head, his elbows slightly bent. Beside his head was a large pile of fragments of flower pots, soil, and a few flowers.

Moreover, there was a big hole in the back of his head, and blood flowed out continuously, gradually spreading to his collar, and finally converging into a lake of blood on the ground.

In addition, there was a middle-aged man in his 50s standing on the balcony next to the glass door, looking down at the corpse, with a calm expression on his face.

Mori Kogoro walked to the foot of the corpse with a solemn expression, half-kneeled on the ground, carefully observed the back of the corpse's head, and seriously analyzed:

"The back of his head has a scar from the impact. It seems that the murder weapon should be a potted plant near his head."

Mori Kogoro looked back at the middle-aged man in the rear right, and asked seriously:

"who are you?"

"Forehead......"

The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback, looked down at Kogoro Mori, and introduced himself hastily:

"Hello, my name is Tuqiao."

Mori Kogoro got up suddenly, turned around and rushed, grabbed Tuqiao by the collar, stared at Tuqiao closely, and asked sharply:

"Did you kill the person!?"

"No...not me..."

Dohashi looked at Kogoro Mori in panic, not daring to move.

On the other side, Kudo Shinichi stood not far from the corpse's feet, looked at the corpse solemnly, and entered a state of deep thinking.

Standing beside Xinyi, Dongfang Haoyue couldn't bear to see such a bloody scene, so she could only look at the handsome Xinyi's face motionlessly, and said in her heart with despair and helplessness:

"On the first day of school after the holidays, there was a murder case...

Ugh......"

10 minutes later.

As the alarm bell rang, Officer Mu Mu led a team of police officers to the oversized balcony where the incident occurred.

"Crack, click."

It was the sound of police officers taking pictures and collecting evidence.

Police officer Mumu half-kneeled on the balcony in front of the corpse, staring intently at the back of the corpse's head, holding his chin with his right hand, and narrated in a deep voice:

"The cause of death was a severe blow to the back of the head..."

"Maybe......"

Mori Kogoro half-kneeled to the left of Police Officer Megure, and calmly guessed:

"Perhaps the murderer threw the potted plant from behind the deceased, hitting the back of the head and killing him."

"Officer Mumu!"

Standing on the inside of the iron railing of the balcony, Kudo Shinichi pointed to the side of the uppermost iron railing bar close to the balcony, and seriously reminded loudly:

"There are scars in this place, could it be related to this incident!"

Dongfang Haoyue, who was looking up at the sunset in the sky, heard the reminder, turned to look at the iron railing that Kudo Shinichi pointed out on the right, and found...

On the side of the crossbar facing the balcony floor, there was a crack in the iron sheet.

"Yes."

Officer Megure squatted on the right side of Kudo Shinichi, staring intently at the scar on the crossbar, and analyzed deeply:

"This place does have scars.

And compared with other scars on the iron fence, the time of formation should be very close to the present. "