Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

"The recording ends here. It seems that no one induced the victim to take the drugs." The nearby officer said, touching his chin again.

"Looks like it's suicide." Kogoro Mori breathed a sigh of relief and said with his arms folded across his chest.

"Well, then what was the reason for his suicide?" The nearby police officer was a little confused. Why would a normal person commit suicide for no reason?

"I think it's most likely the incident that happened two years ago." Kogoro Mouri said as he thought about what happened this afternoon.

"What happened two years ago?" Officer Chika looked at Kogoro Mouri and said.

Kogoro Mori told Officer Chika what happened to them before. He guessed that because of Iwaoshitani Kou's death, Masato Mitsuka, as his best friend, was living in pain all the time.

Every time he got drunk he would curse Yaeda Ayumu, but this time the alcohol failed to numb his nerves.

When he returned to his bedroom, he suddenly felt that his life had no meaning.

He took the medicine he had prepared earlier.

So he died.

"It sounds like it makes sense." The nearby police officer said, stroking his chin.

Conan walked to the windowsill and heard the voice coming from behind him. He laughed and thought to himself, what does this make sense? There are still three doubts that have not been solved.

First, there were no extra wounds or signs of struggle on the body of the deceased, which means that he did not feel any pain when he died.

Then why is the bed so messy?

Second, the house number outside is crooked.

But it is obvious that the door numbers in other places are upright. When hanging the door number, you should tie a knot on it and then turn it around to make it secure.

Third, what is the blank space in the middle of the phone recording?

"Maybe there will be some clues on the balcony, right." Xingchen walked to Conan's side and looked around, then pointed to the handle of the balcony on the right and said, "There are traces of being wiped here."

"Hmm!" Conan looked up at Xingchen, walked to the balcony and looked at the balcony handle which was free of dust.

It is still possible if you jump to the balcony of the opposite room.

Conan roughly estimated the distance and found it was about two meters, which means that anyone with a little courage could jump over it.

But how did he manage to lock the windows from the inside as well.

"By the way, do you think death from shock will be painful?" Xingchen told Conan his doubts.

"No, basically you will only feel pain before you go into shock. Once you go into shock, it's basically like you're in a coma and you won't feel any pain until you die." Conan replied.

"Yeah, it seems like there are still some things you don't know." Conan said with his eyes lighting up.

"Indeed, this is what I don't understand. I have some basic guesses about the other things." Xingchen said he understood and nodded, shaking his head.

"Huh?!" Conan was stunned for a moment.

"Then tell me about it." Conan asked quickly.

"The method to lock the balcony door is very simple. Just tie two silk threads into a knot and then pull them outwards to close it." Xingchen told Conan the method. The window here is locked with an L-shaped buckle that holds the hook, so it is very easy to lock the door with just the silk thread.

"But I don't have any clue who the murderer is." Xingchen sighed.

"We can only let the police conduct an interrogation, but now it seems that the police are treating this case as a suicide."

"Let's go find other policemen and ask them to look there. If the murderer's purpose is this, the thing must be at his door." Conan waved his hand and said.

"Mr. Appraiser." Conan looked up and shouted.

"Is there anything wrong, kids?" the forensic officer squatted down and said.

"It's like this, Uncle Maori asked us to come here and ask you. Are there any extra fingerprints on that small medicine bottle?" Conan began to pull on Kogoro Maori's tiger skin and started asking.

"Oh, this one. There is only the fingerprint of the deceased on it." When the forensic officer heard that it was the famous detective Mouri Kogoro who shouted, he hurriedly replied.

He didn't know why Detective Maori asked the children to ask questions. Perhaps Detective Maori also had his considerations.

"What about the packaging bag for the medicine bottle?" Xingchen asked.

"We haven't found this yet." The forensic officer shook his head.

"Uncle Maori said, maybe..." Conan said softly to the forensic personnel.

"Then, officer, can we go back first?" Yaeda Ayumu said yawning.

Officer Jin was about to say that since it was suicide, he should let them go.

"Chief." Suddenly a forensic officer ran over and said something in his ear.

Then he handed the officer a bag.

When they saw what was inside, Officer Chika and Kogoro Mori's eyes became serious.

The previous reasoning is about to be overturned again.

"Ahem, we can't let you go back now." The nearby police officer said, putting his fist to his mouth and coughing a few times.

"Why?" Yaeda Ayumu asked puzzledly.

"Talk less, Taho." Takekawa Keiichi looked at Yae Taho and said sternly.

"Because my men just put this behind the door number plate of room B519." The nearby officer said, holding up the evidence in his hand.

"Is this a drug packaging bag, folded into a small square?" Gong Qingwu took a closer look and found that there was indeed a packaging bag inside the evidence bag. It seemed to be folded into a square shape specifically in order to be hidden behind the doorplate.

"Why is it at my door?" Yaeda Ayumu shouted with a changed face.

The people around him looked at him with suspicion in their eyes.

"Now it seems that the victim did not commit suicide at all, but was murdered." The nearby officer affirmed, because if the deceased committed suicide, then the packaging bag of the medicine bottle should be in the deceased's room, not behind the doorplate.

"Then please go back to your rooms and wait for us to come over and question you one-on-one." Officer Jin said sternly as he stood in front of them.

Xingchen and Conan stood at the door and watched everyone seeming reluctant to do these things, but were sternly stopped by Takekawa Keiichi, who said they all had to cooperate with the police's actions.

"What do you think, Conan, is it possible that the murderer is that person?" Xingchen watched the person they suspected walk into the room they thought was most likely the murderer.

"Well, it's very likely." Conan also talked there like a mysterious man like Xingchen.

suddenly.

There was a click.

The door of B514 next to them opened, and Xingchen and Conan turned to look.

Standing at the door was the man they had seen the night before.

Xingchen was shocked. He actually lived here!