Refuse to allow Conan to join the main storyline

When Fukushima Nibi woke up, it was already dawn.

For someone like him who has always had difficulty falling asleep, having a rare, quiet, dreamless night's sleep was truly a great pleasure.

When he woke up, he felt his body and soul were light and extremely comfortable.

Fukushima Jibi stretched his limbs in bed, and waited until his mind was fully clear before getting ready to get up.

However, when he turned over, he felt as if he touched something cold and hard.

Turning around and looking...

Takuma Tamaoka, whom he had met several times before, was lying on his side beside him, looking at him expressionlessly with lifeless eyes. There was a large burnt hole in the middle of his forehead, and he was already cold.

Fukushima Nibi's breathing stopped, his heart stopped, and his brain took a long time to recover. He suddenly opened his eyes wide, screamed wildly, dodged backwards, and then fell headfirst from the bed.

"master!"

The people outside the room were startled by the noise inside.

After knocking on the door several times, there was no response from the person inside. Only endless screams were heard, so they had to kick the locked door open together.

Then, everyone was stunned by the scene before them.

The bedroom, which was originally clean and tidy, was now covered with at least one centimeter of sand and dust on the floor, furniture, and even the chandelier. It looked like a sandstorm had passed through and it was completely submerged. And the strange thing was that the sand and dust were flat and there was no trace, including human footprints, nothing!

His master fell to the ground, holding his head and screaming wildly, and seemed to have collapsed.

Even though the dust in the room was so thick, there wasn't a speck of dust on the master's body, face, or even hair.

On the big bed in the middle of the bedroom, there was a person lying on his side, and judging by his body shape, he looked like an adult male.

"Who are you? Why are you in the master's room?"

A male servant bravely broke into this strange room, ran over and reached out to grab the man lying on the bed.

He just exerted a little force and the man fell stiffly.

His eyes were wide open, his face was expressionless, there was a big hole on his forehead, there was a gunshot wound on his chest, and his body was covered with solidified black and red blood.

The servant's throat moved, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight back to the ground.

Faced with such a bizarre scene, everyone was terrified.

The housekeeper held the door frame and covered his chest. It took him a while to find his voice. He shouted in a trembling voice: "Call the police! Call the police! Call an ambulance!"

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When Megure Juzo led the team over, Fukushima Jibi had already been bravely rescued from the house. He was now curled up on the sofa in the living room with a dull expression.

Although he was wrapped in a thick blanket and sitting in the bright sunshine, his hands and feet were still cold.

Fortunately, the butler who boldly ran in was only frightened to death. Now he was standing at the door trembling with his luggage, ready to resign immediately and leave this unlucky place even if he had to give up his salary this month.

After seeing the scene, a group of experienced police officers led by Megure Juzo were also shocked by the grand scene in the bedroom.

The forensic department was sent into the scene for investigation. Megure Juzo first found the first victim, Fukushima Nibi, to inquire about the situation, but he was too frightened to cooperate. In the end, only the relatively calm old butler could cooperate with the police investigation.

"So, you broke in after hearing Mr. Fukushima's screams in the room?"

"Yes."

"And then you opened the door and found that the inside was like that?"

"Yes."

Thinking of the situation in the room, the old housekeeper shuddered involuntarily: "It was obviously not like that when I sent the master back to his room last night!"

"From the time you left last night until you came here this morning, no one entered that room?"

"Yes, there shouldn't be any, right? Officer, if someone had been in there, wouldn't there be footprints on the dust? But when we opened the door this morning, the ground was flat and smooth, not to mention footprints. There were no traces at all. The dust on the ground was as clean and tidy as a snowy field that no one had walked on in the morning."

Ah this...

Inspector Megure thought about it and decided to look for a breakthrough from other directions.

"Do you know the dead man on the bed?"

When it comes to this, the old housekeeper's eyes evaded a little: "No, I don't know him..."

Inspector Megure looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"

"Yes, really. My master would never associate with such a person."

Officer Megure narrowed his eyes slightly: "This kind of person? What kind of person? Do you know the identity of the deceased?"

"No, no, I don't know. I, I just think he looks fierce and must not be a good person!"

The old butler knew about the fact that Takuma Tamaoka had been to the house before, and about Fukushima Jibi's support for the Mad Dog Society and his behind-the-scenes dealings, but these things were secret and the police must not be allowed to know!

I heard that the Mad Dog Gang has been making a lot of noise recently and has hired a killer to assassinate the security company's boss, Sakurai Izumi.

If the police knew about the deal between Takuma Tamaoka and the master, the Fukushima family would be in deeper trouble and the master would be involved in lawsuits.

So he had to keep his mouth shut.

Yes, and those servants who have seen Takuma Tamaoka come to the house must be silenced one by one later!

The old butler's words were evasive, and how could Inspector Megure not see that there was something wrong. But he knew that he would not get any result by asking forcefully, so he could only change the subject again temporarily.

"So who has your master been associating with recently? Does he have any enemies?"

The old housekeeper was stunned for a moment, then suddenly became excited: "Yes, yes! Tokyo security expert, the boss of that security company, Detective Sakurai, came to visit the master not long ago. The two chatted for a while and then left unhappily. At that time, the master was very angry and kicked Detective Sakurai out!"

Huh?

"What did they talk about?"

"Our master Fukushima has always been optimistic about Detective Sakurai's security company and planned to invest in her business. But who knew that this Sakurai Izumi not only refused our master's kindness, but also spoke harshly to him! Very rude!"

The old housekeeper said angrily, "Just a week ago, I remember clearly it was on the 13th, Detective Sakurai took the initiative to come to the master. I originally thought that she had thought it through and was ready to discuss investment with the master, but I didn't expect that the two of them quarreled again after just a few words. Detective Sakurai even cursed my master to death!"

Megure Jusan frowned when he heard this.

The Sakurai Izumi he knew had a somewhat tough personality, but was gentle most of the time.

Although she has always had some conflicts with the Metropolitan Police Department, she has always had a good relationship with the police officers. In particular, she has taken the initiative to assist their Investigation Division in solving many difficult problems.

If we talk about who she had conflicts with, apart from the corruption incident of the former police chief, I also heard that she had a few words with her classmates from the police academy in the hospital.

Other than that, there's really nothing else.

That she spoke ill of others and cursed them to death?

He was a little bit unconvinced.

It would be better to invite the person over for a face-to-face confrontation.

So, Megure Juzo called Koizumi in front of the old butler.