Conan: Naruto

"Officer Mumu!"

Detective Takagi escaped from the crowd of forensic investigators who were gathered three meters in front of the body's head. He quickly and forcefully rushed to the cold asphalt ground behind Officer Megure on the right side. He lowered his head to look at Megure and reported smoothly:

"The deceased is a young illustrator from Hanaoka Design Office, Izumi Choono, who was twenty-five years old this year.

Since the body that fell from the building maintained a high degree of integrity, forensic investigators initially determined that the cause of death of Ms. Choye was a blow to the back of the head with a blunt object, and the estimated time of death was within half an hour after 5 p.m.

After the autopsy, we can get a more precise time of Dieye's death. "

"oh, I understand now."

Officer Megure stood up, turned around, and looked steadily at Detective Takagi. Officer Megure nodded slightly, turned around 180 degrees, and locked his sharp eyes on the frightened young man and Kanato Hanaoka, who were standing side by side two meters in front of him.

Megure walked towards the man and Hanaoka with solemn steps, and interrogated him seriously:

"Can you please explain it to me?

Miss Choye died within half an hour after 5pm, so why were you able to receive her call to the office? "

"I...I don't know either..."

The young man looked at Officer Megure who stopped in front of him in panic, and confessed loudly with great nervousness:

“Although I was the one who answered Miss Choye’s call at that time, I really heard Choye’s voice!!!”

"What did Miss Choye tell you at that time?"

Officer Memu stared at the young man intently, his honest face filled with unquestionable majesty.

"She...she said..."

The young man looked at Officer Memu in confusion, and repeated in a panic:

"Hello, I'm Dieye."

"That's it?"

Officer Memu's aura was fully aroused, and he stared at the young man with eyes like an eagle.

"Yes, it is......"

The young man looked at Officer Memu in fear, and said with trembling determination:

"That's all...!"

"What about you, Mr. Hanaoka?"

Officer Megure looked to the young man's right, Kanato Hanaoka, who was barely maintaining his composure, and asked seriously:

"You can hear the long-dead Miss Choye telling you that she wanted to jump off the building. It's too suspicious."

"Yes, I did hear Miss Choye's suicidal remarks, but..."

Kanato Hanaoka became calmer as he spoke, and clarified calmly:

"I don't know why I can hear the voice of Miss Choye who died long ago. I just know that she said to me...

She has exhausted her talent, is unable to paint, and wants to commit suicide by jumping off a building.

As a result... we witnessed her fall at the office. "

Kanato Hanaoka lowered his head to look at the corpse and said regretfully:

"Although she is a newcomer to the painting world, her paintings are really tasteful."

"Ok."

Officer Megure suppressed his suspicion, took a deep look at Kanato Hanaoka who was calm and composed, then turned to look at Xiaoran and Mouri Kogoro, who were standing side by side to the right of Hanaoka, and confirmed helplessly:

"So, you accidentally stayed near the crime scene again, and even coincidentally saw Miss Choye falling from the building?"

"Yes!"

Xiaolan folded her hands in front of her body and looked at Officer Memu gracefully.

"Ugh......"

Officer Mumu looked at the innocent and simple Xiaolan melancholy, couldn't help but sigh softly, and complained sadly in his heart:

"Poor Xiaolan, her father suffered tragic murders almost every day..."

During this period.

Kudo Shinichi methodically helped Choye Izumi put on his round glasses, put away the white handkerchief properly, stared at the body intently, and solemnly judged in his heart:

"Many clues put together...

Choye Izumi wore round-frame glasses while wearing contact lenses.

The presumed time of her death is half an hour after 5 p.m.

Also, I remember that when she fell, there was no one on the balcony of the entire apartment building.

In summary.

The prisoner must have set up some kind of mechanism to control Dieye's body from falling from the building.

As for what kind of mechanism the prisoner used, we must enter Dieye's house to investigate to find out the truth. "

"Looking like you're thinking seriously..."

Dongfang Haoyue stared at Kudo Shinichi intently, murmured subconsciously, and admired longingly in her heart:

"Although it's inappropriate, Shinichi is really handsome!!!"

At this moment.

"Officer Megure."

Mouri Kogoro stood calmly on the right side of Xiaolan, with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking at Officer Megure seriously, and analyzed seriously:

"In my opinion, the prisoner first threatened Ms. Dieye to record her voice saying she wanted to jump off the building before 5 o'clock this afternoon, and then used a blunt instrument to hit the back of Dieye's head, killing her on the spot.

Then, the prisoner took the opportunity to call the landline number of Hanaoka Design Office opposite the apartment building where Choye lived. While playing the recording, he moved the body and threw it outside the balcony, creating the illusion that Choye had committed suicide.

The problem is...the body is inexplicably well preserved.

The police used this to discover that Dieye's real time of death was within half an hour after 5 p.m., so the prisoner's plan to fake Dieye's suicide failed. "

"Yeah, that makes sense."

Officer Megure nodded slightly in agreement, looked at Mouri Kogoro without thinking, and asked according to his usual practice:

"In that case, who does Brother Maori think the culprit is?"

"Well..."

Mouri Kogoro held the back of his head with his right hand, looked up to the sky and laughed confidently:

"Hahahahaha, I don't know either!"

"Really, you acted so confident, I thought you already knew the prisoner's true identity."

Officer Megure looked at Mouri Kogoro speechlessly and shook his head angrily.

"That...Officer Megure."

Detective Takagi stood on the right side of Officer Megure, lowered his head slightly, held the open notebook in his hands and placed it on his chest. He retracted his steady gaze from the notebook, looked at Megure hesitantly, and reported carefully:

"Other witnesses stated that no one was standing on the balcony when Miss Choye fell."