No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

Chapter 291 Who is a serious person who writes a diary?

Naito Sadahei couldn't believe it, and kept shaking Itakura's body, calling her name:

"Mr. Itakura, Mr. Itakura, wake up!"

"It's useless."

Kogoro Mouri examined his limbs and found that they were very stiff.

He stood up, shook his head, and explained:

"Preliminary estimates, Mr. Itakura has been dead for more than a day."

Subeilu opened his mouth in surprise, not knowing what to say.

After a few breaths, an inappropriate sentence was extruded:

"How long has it been?"

Mouri Kogoro looked around and began to check the desktop:

"According to my speculation, Mr. Itakura should have died of a heart attack. You see, his medicine is still dumped here. Maybe it was because of a sudden heart attack. I couldn't catch my breath and finally died."

Soma Ryusuke sighed and complained:

"Really, he is clearly in a ill health, why does he have to hide alone? If he was in a place where someone took care of him, it wouldn't be like this."

Although Conan was on the edge of the OB, he soon found the clue.

He was certain that Itakura Taku didn't die of a heart attack, but was killed.

It's really abominable, obviously, it's almost a hundred million, and you can inquire about the news of the black organization.

Unexpectedly, something went wrong at a critical time, resulting in a failure.

Conan inspected the room and turned his attention to Itakura Taku's briefcase.

The inside zipper is wide open and there is a sticky note with the word 'Diary' on it.

Eh?

Is this Mr. Itakura Taku's diary?

If this is the case, there may be information about the Black Organization.

Through this magnetic sheet, you can know the purpose of Tequila's search for Itakura Zhuo two years ago.

It can be deduced even more, what exactly are the people in the black organization trying to do?

Just when Conan was apprehensive, he reached out to get the magnetic disk.

Mouri Kogoro grabbed his collar from behind and scolded angrily:

"You brat, why are you touching the scene every time.

Tsk, it's really unlucky, what do you do when you touch dead people's things?

If you don't pay attention, you will mess with me and get out of the way! "

After he finished speaking, he threw Conan aside.

He stood on the only road, preventing the possibility of approaching again.

Conan rubbed his painful buttocks and stood up slowly.

He clenched his fists tightly, but unfortunately he didn't dare to make a mistake.

After finally encountering the clues of the black organization, I must not let it go easily.

Every day Conan wants to get a medicine that can make his body bigger.

I want to live the same life as before with Maorilan.

Therefore, there is an unusual obsession with this clue.

He looked into the room and had an intuition.

The murderer is between these three clients.

"Da da da."

After calling the police, Maurilan returned to the guest room as soon as possible:

"Dad, I've informed the police officer Mumu, and he will bring Mr. Suzuki over here."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao?

Got it!

Conan's eyes lit up, and he immediately thought of a way.

He took advantage of the unpreparedness and ran directly outside the guest room.

Mao Lilan was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly chased out of the corridor:

"Conan, where are you going?"

"Miss Xiaolan, I'll call Brother Xinyi and I'll be right back."

Conan dodged and entered the fire escape.

After making sure to get rid of Mao Lilan, he took out his tie phone and made a call.

Not long after, the voice of Suzuki Qiaoqiao came from inside:

"Crooked? What's wrong with me?"

"That's right, Mr. Suzuki."

Conan summarizes and summarizes it as long as possible:

"Uncle Maori received a request today to find a game software engineer who has been missing for several days. However, when we arrived at the scene, we found that the person was dead. I heard that the deceased had contact with the black organization before, so we are not sure for the time being. , the two sides are just a cooperative relationship, or he is also a member of the organization. When I was checking the relics just now, I found that he has a magnetic disk for recording a diary. You will arrive at the scene later, can you copy the content for me? "

"Heh, diary?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao inexplicably remembered a movie and smiled:

"A serious person keeps a diary, do you keep a diary?"

"I don't write."

"That's right, who would write their innermost thoughts into a diary and store them in a magnetic disk? For fear of others not knowing, is there a secret hidden in it? Besides, what can be written can be called innermost thoughts? "

"..."

"Do you know what this is called?"

"what?"

"That's called scumbag."

Conan twitched the corners of his mouth, speechless.

After being reminded by Suzuki Qiaoqiao, he also realized that something was wrong.

The magnetic disk with the diary label is too blatant.

Even if you really want to write, you should make a mark, or use code.

Anyway, just to keep others from seeing it.

"Well, anyway, I still have to ask you. After you come, can you show me the contents of the disk?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao turned his head, looked at the Mumu Police Department from the rearview mirror, and quickly retracted his sight:

"According to the procedure, it won't work. At most, we will check it out, and then we will reveal the information to you. It's almost time to arrive at the Rice Flower Restaurant. If there's anything else, we'll talk about it later."

Since there is a black-clothed organization, it should be treated with caution.

Suzuki Joe Bridge decided to temporarily buckle down the magnetic plate.

As for revealing the content to Conan, revealing it to Gin, or keeping it private, it all depends on the research value of the diary.

It's up for grabs, he's good at it.

Not long after, the police car stopped outside the hotel.

Shibu Takagi and the forensic doctor arrived at the scene first.

When the Mumu police department is together, they will start to report on their own initiative;

"Sir, the deceased was named Itakura Taku, 45 years old, a well-known CG industry leader and game software program engineer. The cause of death cannot be confirmed at present, but the deceased did not have obvious trauma. Judging from the fact that he was taking coronary artery dilators, He should have died of a heart attack. After examination, the time of death has been more than two days."

At this moment, the police officer Chiba ran in from the outside and added:

"Sir, I just contacted Mr. Itakura's attending doctor. He said that Mr. Itakura's heart has deteriorated recently, and he planned to undergo surgery immediately after his current work is over."

The Mumu police department nodded with a clear attitude.

Most of the deceased suffered a heart attack and died too late to take medicine.

This kind of case can be handed over to subordinates.

Takagi Shibu felt strange and thought for a while:

"Mr. Itakura has been dead for more than two days. Why haven't the hotel staff noticed it?"

The Mumu police department ignored this statement, rubbed their hands and looked at the tool, oh no, criminal investigation consultant:

"Brother Suzuki, do you have any clues?"

Suzuki Takahashi is in a state of "black and white line of sight" and is integrating and processing the information obtained.

"Yes, it wasn't a heart attack, it was a deliberate murder."

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Chapter 292

"Intentional murder?"

The Mumu Police Department tilted his head and didn't quite understand:

"Brother Suzuki, can you elaborate?"

According to the black and white sight distance, Suzuki Qiaoqiao has locked the murderer.