Conan: I'm teasing Conan in Mingke

Nakajima Wada rubbed his hands together, took out a cigarette box from his pocket and tried to pass it to the people in front of him: "Of course, of course, I will tell you everything you know when the officer asks me questions. This is just a small token of my respect, please accept it."

Officer Megure stopped the cigarette that Nakajima Wada was offering him: "There's no need for that."

After being rejected, Nakajima Wada had a hint of displeasure in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it and sat down in his seat obediently.

Officer Megure took out his notes and asked, "So, is there any conflict between you and the curator?"

Nakajima Wada laughed awkwardly, "How could I have any conflicts with the curator? Officer, you were not provoked by what Asakura said. That kid is usually sullen and often says strange things."

"Whether it is testimony or not, we the police will make our own judgment," Officer Megure frowned, a little annoyed by the smooth attitude of the man in front of him: "Please answer the question."

"Haha... But I really don't know what the conflict is between me and the curator..."

Nakajima Wada took out a towel and wiped the sweat off his face. The detective opposite him was really stubborn. What on earth did that damn Asakura say?

If he said something that would expose himself, it would be too late.

Damn it.

If he were okay, he would torture that bastard severely!

Because Asakura Masaki had already left, Kurokawa Keizawa naturally put Conan down, and now he crossed his legs again, resting his elbows on the sofa with his cheeks: "Mr. Nakajima, didn't you have anything with the curator?"

"What happened..." Nakajima Wada suddenly panicked: "You...what do you mean..."

Why is this chairman who is here to borrow the library also here?

And that's only half the story. What on earth do these guys know?

Conan looked at Kurokawa Keisawa with admiration.

As expected of Kurokawa, he gave the other party some clues but didn't tell them all.

Moreover, using this tone that is relaxed yet oppressive will make the other party suspect that you have already obtained all the clues, making them afraid to lie.

Kurokawa Keizawa chuckled, his eyes slightly sharp: "Do you need me to explain it more clearly? For example, the deal between the three of you behind the scenes?"

Conan was cheering Kurokawa Keisawa on the side.

That's right, using the known clues given by Asakura Masaki to constantly hint at the other party, making the other party suspect that all his secrets have been revealed, and thus confess more information.

Brother Kurokawa is really good at this.

If Rin saw this scene, she would probably die of laughter.

Conan has now completely become a loyal fan of Aze.

Nakajima Wada's face turned pale instantly, his fingers unconsciously clenched into fists on the sofa, and fine beads of sweat began to seep out of his forehead.

However, under the look of Kurokawa Keizawa who saw through everything, he still couldn't withstand the pressure and told everything except the drug trafficking.

Even though Asakura was a little beyond his expectations, he believed that he could tell the difference between the important and the unimportant and would never tell anyone about the drugs.

After all, once this matter is exposed, let alone a lighter sentence, it is unclear whether he can survive.

No matter how much Asakura defends himself, he was indeed involved in the trade and sale between them and he cannot be separated from it.

At the end, Nakajima Wada said with a sincere look: "My Lords, the curator and I have common interests, how could I possibly harm the curator! It must be one of the two, Asakura or that woman from Mizukami!"

"We will make our own judgment on who the murderer is. Now please follow our officer to the next room and wait."

The impartial and selfless Officer Megure called Officer Takagi who was guarding outside the door and asked him to keep a close eye on the deputy director who had committed so many crimes.

Seeing Nakajima Wada being taken away, Officer Megure sighed.

Although he usually handles a lot of cases and bizarre incidents, he has never come across such a perverted case.

It's a bit exhausting.

"Have a drink of water." Kurokawa Keizawa took the glass of water and handed it to Officer Megure.

"Thank you, brother Kurokawa." Officer Megure took the cup of water and took a sip, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and called the last suspect, Mizukami Izumi.

Compared to the previous two suspects, Mizukami and Izumi seemed unusually happy.

A feeling of joy lingers over the whole person.

"Miss Mizukami seems to be having a great time."

Mizukami and Izumi did not hide their feelings at all and nodded happily: "Yes, the disgusting old curator is finally dead. This is a very happy thing."

"The old curator hasn't married yet even at his age because he likes men, and he prefers young guys." She spread her hands helplessly: "You may not know that Asakura was murdered by the curator, that old pervert."

This view-destroying thing was told again. Inspector Megure covered his face with a headache and waved his hand: "We already know this."

Mizukami and Izumi were quite surprised: "You know? Mr. Asakura told you?"

Inspector Megure nodded silently.

Mizukami Izumi burst out laughing, and her laughter was particularly wild: "Hahaha, I am dying of laughter. It seems that Asakura, the taciturn guy, has also been suppressed by it and actually told you about this scandal. I thought I was the first person to tell you."

After Mizukami and Izumi finished laughing, Inspector Megure opened his notes and said, "As far as we know, Miss Mizukami had a boyfriend before. This man was killed by the curator, right?"

Mizukami Izumi's smile froze on his face: "You actually knew about this..."

Kurokawa Keizawa nodded: "Yes, Mr. Asakura said that your boyfriend was killed because he witnessed the evil deeds of the director, right?"

"Have you witnessed the evil deeds of that old man?" Mizukami Izumi sneered, and then spoke again with a tone full of anger: "That old man wanted to touch someone he shouldn't have touched, but I didn't expect that my boyfriend would not give in even if he committed suicide."

Mizukami Izumi slammed the table and stood up, his expression extremely ferocious: "If it weren't for that damn old curator, Ah Mao and I would have gotten married this year! If it weren't for him! Ah Mao and I would have been able to live happily forever!"

Officer Megure asked: "It seems that I can use this as your motive for committing the crime, right?"

Mizukami Izumi's expression changed freely, and he became relaxed again, sitting back in his chair: "You can say whatever you want about my motives. I did want to kill that old man, but unfortunately he died before I could do it."

Just as Inspector Megure was about to ask further questions, there was a knock on the door, along with Inspector Sato's voice.

"Inspector, the test results from the Inspection Department are out."