No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

Then he faced the police officer at the door and greeted:

"Taguchi, bring the map."

"Yes!"

The other party took the map of Rice Flower Market and spread it out on the table.

The Mumu Police Department raised his hand and asked again:

"Miss Nishitani, can you point out the route home on the map, please?"

"Ah, okay, I'm going here, here, and here to go home."

Mouri Kogoro stuck his head out, as if suddenly realized:

"Ah, I see, you are the murderer. This route just goes through that white vending machine!"

Miss Nishigu was stunned, and some did not respond:

"No, you... what do you mean?"

The Mumu Police Department took over the conversation and explained:

"The road map you pointed out is the same as Mr. Nagai. That is to say, he was following you when the crime happened."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao frowned and didn't express any opinion.

He always felt that something was not quite right.

Regardless of Maori Kogoro, he often helps to eliminate wrong options.

The small detail of rubbing hands alone reveals strangeness.

"Hey, police officer, how could it be? Nagai was stalking him frequently in Yokohama before, and he was like an idiot, causing me a lot of trouble. In order to avoid him, I moved to the rice flower market and started a new life. But this guy just It's like a ghost, it's been haunting. I really can't help it, I just called the police three weeks ago. I haven't seen him since that day."

Crazy?

This word reminded Suzuki Qiaoqiao of the cat movie he had seen before.

All kinds of strange plots, all of which gave inspiration.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, surveying the room carefully.

Several locks were installed on the windows and doors of the apartment.

It means that Miss Nishitani has been burdened and feared all day, and it is already unbearable.

She said just now that Mr. Nagai started from Yokohama and followed him all the way to Rice Flower Market.

Such perverted behavior cannot be measured by ordinary people's thinking.

Guys like the deceased, similar to some fans in the fandom, like to collect everything they like.

Hypothesis, this is just a hypothesis.

Miss Nishitani smeared her fingers with adhesive to temporarily hide her fingerprints.

After drinking half a bottle of Kazman, add toxin to it.

Then put it on the side of the road, turn around and leave.

Mr. Nagai followed, and he would definitely pick up Kazman and take a sip.

Because of this, it is equivalent to an indirect kiss.

"Yeah, yeah, I understand!"

Seeing the criminal investigation consultant's speech, the Mumu Police Department stopped the interrogation:

"Brother Suzuki, who is the murderer?"

"No hurry, we have to investigate and collect evidence first."

Based on speculation, Suzuki Qiaoqiao made suggestions:

"Check who's fingerprints are on Katzman first, and then go to Mr. Nagai's residence to verify."

For a perverted stalker like him, there must be Miss Nishitani's 'collection' at home.

Perhaps, key clues can be found from it.

"It makes sense."

The Megumi Police Department nodded and asked his subordinates to investigate Mr. Nagai's residence.

Before everyone left, he politely said:

"Miss Nishigu, I'm sorry to bother you. We'll go check it now, and we'll contact you later to tell you about the progress of the case."

"Ah... ok."

Soon, police officers in the local jurisdiction found the apartment rented by Mr. Nagai.

The location is not far, just near Miss West Valley's house.

Police contacted the landlord and asked him to open the door with a spare key.

Seeing Mao Lilan and the others following, Suzuki Qiaoqiao turned around and blurted out:

"You two go downstairs, it's better not to follow."

Conan blinked his big eyes and deliberately played cute:

"Why, Suzuki-san?"

"The room of a perverted stalker, minors are not allowed to enter."

After such a reminder, Mouri Kogoro also realized that something was wrong and ordered:

"Xiao Lan, take Conan downstairs and wait for a while."

"Okay, Dad."

Conan was unwilling, but he was still led by Mao Lilan and was forcibly taken down.

The landlord is a middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s. After opening the door, he made a gesture of invitation:

"Officers, please come in. If you have anything, just tell me."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao was half a beat slower, allowing the leader to advance.

If he takes the lead, it is easy to leave a bad pretense.

Several people took off their shoes at the entrance, walked into the living room, and found nothing unusual.

Taguchi pushed open the bedroom door and immediately exclaimed:

"Sir, come and see here!"

When everyone heard the words, they quickly moved closer to his position.

The curtains were closed, and the light was not very clear.

The Mumu Police Department pressed the light switch to reflect the scene inside.

On the wall of the bedroom, there are a series of photos of Miss Nishigu.

There are special ones for face and back.

There are also legs, and stockings.

A full-body adult doll was placed on the sleeping mat.

With her butt turned up, she tied the photo of Miss Nishitani smiling to her head with a rubber band.

There was a faint smell of disinfectant throughout the room.

Around the bed, there were scattered paper balls that were wrapped together.

There was also a pair of black stockings left in the corner with unidentified white spots on them.

These objects in the bedroom are very similar to the room of a Japanese otaku.

As long as you replace Miss Xigu's photo with a Two-dimensional wife, there is no sense of disobedience.

Mouri Kogoro shook his head and whispered:

"Tsk tsk tsk, fortunately, Xiaolan didn't come in, this is not the place for her to come."

Suzuki Joe Bridge put his right hand against his nose and walked to the wall.

He took off the clip and took down a picture.

After thinking for a while, he blurted out:

"Judging from the reaction of Miss Nishitani in these photos, Mr. Nagai must have secretly photographed it. I remember that when he died, he didn't seem to have a camera or mobile phone with him, right?"

Police Officer Taguchi nodded and said:

"Yes, indeed not."

He held up the evidence bag and suddenly snorted:

"There seems to be a camera on this lighter."

After hearing the words, the Mumu police department put on white gloves and took out the evidence.

From the outside, it looks like a lighter.

If you pull the snap open, the camera on the bottom will be exposed.

This portable camera is very concealed, it is simply a candid artifact.

Seeing this, Suzuki Qiaoqiao became more convinced of the guess in his heart:

"Since there is a camera, there must be a negative. Wash it out first, maybe there is key evidence."

The Mumu police department put the lighter into the evidence bag, handed it to Taguchi, and instructed:

"You, find a place to develop the photo. Remember to wear a sleeve so that you don't get fingerprints."

"Yes, sir!"

After the police officers left, everyone started a new round of search.

Mr. Nagai collected a lot of Miss Nishitani's things, such as gloves, hairpins, and women's underwear.

In addition, the rest are home appliances left by the original landlord.