Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

Kogoro Mouri inserted the room card into the groove and turned on the light in the room.

"Masato-senpai, are you okay?" Chitani Ai saw Masato Mitsutsuka lying on the bed with his back to them, so she hurried forward to check on his condition.

"Wake up, Masato-senpai." Qian Gu Ai continued to shout, and even tried to reach out and shake him to try to wake him up.

Maori Kogoro walked over and saw that Mitsuka Masato was so quiet, and suddenly felt something was wrong and said quickly; "Don't touch him first."

"Ah." Chitani Ai withdrew his hand and watched Maori Kogoro reach out to test the carotid artery on his neck. He only felt the cold feeling from his fingertips.

Maori Kogoro shook his head and said, "It's no use. He's dead."

"How could this happen?" Qian Gu Ai took a step back and shook her head in disbelief.

"What!" Everyone else looked surprised at the same time.

"Ran, go call an ambulance and the police." Kogoro Mouri turned around and said to Ran Mouri who was standing there in a daze.

"Hi." Mao Lilan came to her senses, nodded quickly and ran out.

"Please leave this room first and don't come in and disrupt the scene." Kogoro Mori looked at the others and said.

"Okay." Everyone had no choice but to listen to Kogoro Mori's words and walked out.

Two minutes ago.

"Well, why is there such a loud noise outside?" Xingchen poked his head out of the room. He wanted to have a cup of hot milk before going to bed and was about to go find Mao Lilan.

I didn't expect him to hear such little motives.

"What's wrong, Chen?" Conan asked, standing behind him.

"Shh, did you hear any sound of banging on the door?" Xingchen put his finger to his lips and said softly.

Bang, bang!

Conan heard the sound and instantly realized what happened. He pulled Xingchen out and said, "Let's go take a look."

"Hey, run slower!" Xingchen's voice floated behind him.

Click. Ice-blue pupils appeared from the crack in the door. She was looking outside.

"Haibara-san, what are you doing standing at the door?" Ayumi, who was wearing pink pajamas, stood behind Haibara Ai and asked puzzledly.

"It's nothing, maybe I heard it wrong." Huibara Ai said lightly.

"is it?"

Twenty minutes later.

Police and doctors arrived at the scene one after another.

The scene was passed, after an initial search by the police mobile search team.

"The deceased's name is Masato Mitsuka, he is 26 years old and a student at Touto University. This time he came to Okinawa with his classmates to celebrate their winning of the gold medal in a dance competition and stayed at this hotel." A police officer from the mobile investigation team was reporting the investigation details to a short-haired, thin detective wearing a blue suit, with a notebook in his hand.

The detective's name is Chikamitsuda, and he is an inspector in the First Investigation Division of the Okinawa Prefectural Police Headquarters.

The nearby police officer stroked his beard, which was almost stubbled, and looked down at the medical examiner who was still examining him and asked, "What is the approximate time of death?"

"Well, the estimated time of death is between eleven and twelve o'clock at night." The forensic doctor answered without turning his head.

"What was the cause of death?" asked the officer.

"The preliminary cause of death is shock caused by taking cephalosporins after drinking alcohol," said the forensic doctor, picking up the notebook.

"According to what you said, when you arrived at the scene, the security chain inside the door was hung, right?" Inspector Chika looked at Kogoro Mouri next to him and asked.

"That's right, that's why I and the guy next to me had no choice but to break the door open." Maori Kogoro said, pointing at Miya Harutake who was standing next to him.

"Yes. Mr. Maori is right." Gong Qingwu nodded.

"And when we came in, all the windows here were locked. I think it was suicide, there's no doubt about it." Kogoro Mori said very confidently.

"So, may I ask who you are?" Inspector Chika was a little confused. How could an ordinary person like him be sure that this person committed suicide, so he had to ask about Kogoro Mouri's identity.

"I'm Kogoro Mori." Kogoro Mori introduced himself, patting his chest.

"Mouri Kogoro, you are the detective who is sleeping Mouri Kogoro." Inspector Chika said in a flat tone, and it was obvious that he was not the kind of policeman who admired the famous detective very much.

"That's right." Kogoro Maori said affirmatively with his head held high.

"Then please tell us, Detective Mouri, why did the deceased commit suicide?" Inspector Chika said to Kogoro Mouri.

"When we came in, the doors and windows that provide access were all locked, and the medicine was placed on the table. He was holding the medicine bottle in his hand. Could someone have forced him to take it, other than taking it himself?" Kogoro Mouri made a very reasonable guess.

"This... makes a lot of sense." Inspector Chika thought for a moment and nodded.

"Does anyone of you know where his drugs come from?" Officer Chika asked the group of people behind Kogoro Mouri.

"I know something about this officer."

"This morning, my senior brother said he had a sore throat and went to the hospital to get some medicine. I guess that was the medicine he got at that time." Yuan Xizi said weakly.

"Ahh..."

A voice interrupted what he was about to ask.

Turn around and take a look.

"The phone here is flashing a red light, it must be a recording." Conan said, pointing at the hotel landline next to the deceased.

"Hmm!" The police officer walked up to Conan with some vigilance and looked at the recording button on the hotel phone, which was flashing red.

Conan was directly hit by Maori Kogoro's iron fist and covered his head with his hands and cried out "It hurts!" Maori Kogoro then grabbed him by the collar and threw him into Maori Ran's arms and said, "Ran, keep an eye on him. Why are you still awake and running over here so late?"

Mao Lilan caught Conan and said patiently: "Conan, please don't bother others."

Conan's hands and feet were hanging in the air, and he was speechless. Really, why didn't he hit Chen? He was obviously right next to him.

Xingchen on the side was looking at the layout of the room. This was a room with a double bed, which was exactly the opposite of the layout of their room with a double bed.

There is nothing unchanged in the decoration, except that the deceased's sleeping posture is very bad, the bed is messy and the quilt is on the ground.

No, it could also be caused by the deceased's struggle, but would a person who died of shock struggle?

Also, the air conditioning here is turned on very low, don’t they feel the cold?

Thinking of this, Xingchen couldn't help but shudder and touched his arms.

"Waiter, can I use the internal line here?" Kogoro Mouri brushed the dust off his hands and his face turned serious. The presence of a recorded phone call meant that it was possible that someone tempted the deceased to take drugs.

"Yes, sir." There was a waiter standing outside to answer their questions about the hotel.

The nearby officer looked at the phone with a red light and pressed the replay button.

The previous call began to play again.

Didi…

2:16 pm.

This is Yuan Xizi. Remember the beach concert tonight and don’t forget your senior brother.

Didi…

3pm.

This is room service. How may I help you?

Didi…

11pm.

Then there was a blank sound, no recording.

Didi…

Half past eleven in the evening.

This is Chitani Ai, the cake that Masato-senpai prepared for us to celebrate has arrived. Come out and eat the cake. We are all waiting for you in Kaizi's room.