Ke Xue World Technology Becomes King

"By the way, has the cause of his death been found out?"

After the business exchange between Kogoro Mouri and Officer Megure ended, Officer Takagi also looked at the forensic personnel aside and asked.

"Well, I guess that's it"

Before he finished speaking, the forensic officer's words were taken over by another voice.

"It's potassium cyanate, right?"

Hattori Heiji, who was dressed like a white-faced cream boy, opened his mouth and took over the words.

"I think this guy probably died of poisoning after drinking potassium cyanate."

As soon as these words came out, Officer Megure's originally slightly pleased look at Kogoro Mori immediately changed his color.

"Hey, didn't you just say that absolutely no one has touched this body?"

Facing Officer Megure's questioning and the current situation, Mouri Kogoro seemed a little panicked, and even his words became stammering.

"Yes, yes, that should be the case."

"Even if I don't touch this corpse, just looking at his appearance, I can probably tell that most people lose their color when they die, but this man's corpse still has pink lips and nails, and it doesn't look like that. Normal corpses also show a bluish-purple color, which is evidence of potassium cyanate poisoning."

Fortunately, at this time, Hattori Heiji came forward to help Moori Kogoro and did some simple science popularization.

However, Miyamoto Kiyoshi's face began to twitch as he stood aside.

There was no other reason. Miyamoto Kiyoshi couldn't stand Hattori Heiji's disguise technique anymore. Not only was the technique quite crude, many important things had not been adjusted.

The real Kudo Shinichi will not open his mouth and say that he is a brother, and his voice is not completely disguised, and has a slight Osaka accent. In short, in front of Miyamoto Seihisa, who has a proficient level of disguise skills, he is completely vulnerable. All kinds of things.

Just because he saw such an unsightly performance, Miyamoto Kiyoshi felt as uncomfortable as he felt.

Because of this, Miyamoto Kiyohisa quickly turned his head and looked to the other side, but this time, Miyamoto Kiyoshi discovered another thing that surprised him.

As the god of death, Conan did not take the initiative to approach the scene of a murder. Instead, he stayed far away and stood with a group of passers-by.

Seeing such a scene, Miyamoto Kiyoshi was as surprised as seeing a mouse chasing a cat.

"But then again, why are you so familiar with all of this? Could it be that you were the person sitting next to the victim just now?"

While Miyamoto Seihisa was thinking, seeing the other party talking so eloquently, Mouri Kogoro curiously asked Hattori Heiji.

"It's much worse. My position was actually the third seat to your right, uncle. I think the kid sitting next to you can prove this."

As he spoke, Hattori Heiji pointed his finger at Conan, who was standing aside in silence.

Seeing everyone's attention turned to Conan, Miyamoto Kiyoshi couldn't help but become curious, and followed the flow to look at Conan.

"Is that so? Conan."

Xiaolan immediately bent down and asked Conan.

"Hmm, that seems to be it."

It was only through your words without ups and downs in tone and nodding that Conan approved of this matter.

"Huh? Is it possible that Conan got sick today and that's why he can't speak?"

At the same moment, the same idea jumped out of the hearts of Miyamoto Kiyoshi and Hattori Heiji.

"But then again, why do I always feel like I've seen you somewhere?"

"Who the hell are you?"

After confirming that the other party did not have the possibility of committing a crime, Kogoro Mori and Officer Megure coincidentally temporarily raised questions about the identity of Hattori Heiji.

"Please, you are so forgetful. You have forgotten me so quickly? It took me so long to come back. You are so heartless. I am Kudo Shinichi."

After saying this in a tone that he thought was extremely handsome, Hattori Heiji took off the hat on his head, revealing his face that was very similar to Kudo Shinichi because of the foundation.

Not to mention, after disappearing for such a long time, everyone present had a much reduced impression of Kudo Shinichi. For a while, they were completely unable to distinguish the other party's identity from his appearance.

But it was different when it came to Miyamoto Kiyohisa. At this moment, Miyamoto Kiyohisa felt like there were hundreds of ants crawling on his back. This embarrassing feeling of knowing the truth but not being able to tell it really made Miyamoto Kiyohisa felt extremely uncomfortable.

Fortunately, this feeling of embarrassment disappeared soon. Although most people didn't know Kudo Shinichi very well, there was one person here who knew Hattori Heiji very well. Yes, it was Hattori Heiji's childhood sweetheart. of and leaves.

After just one glance, Kazuye recognized the other person's true identity through the foundation on his face, and revealed this to his face without mercy.

"What are you doing? Heiji!"

Faced with such an innocent and curious tone, Hattori Heiji, who was dressed as Kudo Shinichi, was frightened. Because of this, Miyamoto Kiyoshi's feeling of embarrassment slowly disappeared.

After watching such a farce, the original sense of oppression caused by the murder at the scene has also been diluted, which is also conducive to the further investigation. It can only be said that this wave of Hattori's level is really high, and it will directly affect the investigation. I don’t know how much the difficulty has been reduced.

"In short, we continue to investigate. Did Mr. Urata buy the drink he drank himself?"

Realizing that the atmosphere in the venue had eased and it was a good time to ask questions to everyone present, Officer Megure also made a prompt decision to end the farce and directly enter the serious investigation phase.

"No, he didn't buy it."

The woman in red who had been questioned just now quickly answered.

"Well, actually I bought it. I just went to the drink stall over there and bought drinks for four people and brought them back. When I arrived, I handed the four drinks to Mr. Mitani, and then went to the bathroom."

On the other side, the woman wearing a green hoodie who was also the companion of the deceased answered.

"correct."

Mr. Mitani, who was the last companion of the deceased, immediately confirmed what the other party said.

As soon as this round of words was finished, Officer Megure turned his attention to Mr. Mitani, and the scrutiny contained in it was undisguised.

"Then you personally handed this drink to Mr. Urata?"

"No, that's not the case. The drinks were passed to him one by one, so it should be Noda who passed this cup of iced coffee directly to Urata."

"What are you talking about? You were the one who helped Dr. Urata choose the iced coffee just now, right?"

Hearing that the conversation seemed to be going in a direction that was not good for her, the woman in red immediately began to refute.