The room chief's sword doesn't want to go home today

Conan quickly put down the box in his hand and rushed to the scene of the crime, followed by Aomori.

As soon as the two walked to the place where the screams came out, they saw a person who had been baked beyond recognition by the high temperature lying on the grill used to bake pottery.

The screaming person was sitting powerlessly in the corner, looking terrified.

It is estimated that they discovered this scene because they wanted to take out the baked pottery.

Before Qingshou took the little detectives who came in behind out of the scene of the crime, Huiyuan had already skillfully dialed the report number under Conan's command.

Aomori: Are all elementary school students this good now?

Soon the police/fang arrived at the scene, watching the detective team and the police/officer named Takagi greet each other, Aomori was stunned again.

After investigation, it was confirmed that the deceased was a waiter in the store, Kyoko Murashita, 25 years old, and the time of death was around ten o'clock this morning.

There are currently three suspects.

The store manager and potter, Fujiwara Kazuto, 30 years old, has been in the store since [-]:[-] am making pottery for customers.

The receptionist, Ono Juli, 23 years old, has also been in the store since [-]:[-] in the morning, and she also put the first batch of pottery in the morning into the baking cellar, and no dead person was found at that time.

Ceramic artist, Yukiko Shimizu, 27 years old, the first person to discover the scene of the crime, arrived at the store at about [-]:[-] in the morning, and has been completing her own pottery orders since then.

Because the potter's studio was completely independent, all three of them were somewhere completely alone at ten o'clock in the morning, that is to say, none of them had an alibi.

Qingshou glanced at the three people with different expressions in front of him. Compared with who is the murderer, he is more concerned about the strange smell that has been vaguely permeating the pottery room since just now.

This smell seems to have been smelled somewhere.

Looking for the source of the smell, Aomori found that it came from Kazuto Fujiwara's studio.

Just as he was about to push the slanted door open, he suddenly felt someone approaching behind him.

Looking back, it was Kazuto Fujiwara, the owner of the studio.

"There are still fragile items in my studio that the customer told me to repair. May I go in and clean them up first?"

His sudden action immediately caught the attention of others.

Before Aomori got out of the way, Conan, who was still investigating on the other side, suddenly squeezed in from the gap between the two.

Conan didn't forget to conceal his real purpose while squeezing in, shouting: "Wow, it's a pottery studio!"

A great read without emotion.

Aomori looked at Fujiwara Kazuto apologetically, but the latter didn't look at him, but followed into the room with a little panic.

Now it seems that there is indeed some secret in this room that cannot be known.

The studio is filled with semi-finished products of various pottery arts. There is also a pile of pottery clay on the workbench that seems to be about to be used. On the other side are some delicate pottery items. In addition to these, there is another one full of A small desk for design drawings.

As for the fragile items that Kazuto Fujiwara said before, Aomori focused his attention on a huge vase on the side of the table. The height of the vase was two meters, and there were small scratches on the body of the vase. It is probably on the movable sliding base.

Just on the surface, there is nothing suspicious here.

After turning around, Conan stood in the center of the room with his chin in his hands and a serious face, as if he felt something was wrong.

Qingshou looked at the vase, and the smell of déjà vu became stronger after entering the room, and the vase in front of him seemed to be the source of this smell.

'Just break the vase and you'll know. '

'Eh?This will not work. '

Saying no, Aomori went to the vase honestly. If he stood on the workbench, he could see the contents clearly, but Kazuto Fujiwara could see his intentions.

"No, this vase is very precious." Fujiwara Kazuto stopped Aomori from approaching him any further.

At the same time, Conan also noticed this, although he didn't know what Qingshou wanted to do, but just follow suit!

"Ah, what a big vase, if you use it for hide-and-seek, no one will be able to find me~"

While Conan was making trouble nearby, Aomori slipped under Kazuto Fujiwara's hands, jumped onto the workbench lightly, and leaned on the edge of the vase to look inside.

If ordinary people came, all they could see was an empty interior, but Qingshou was no ordinary person.

The dark interior can still feel slight fluctuations of abilities. Qingshou's fingertips moved slightly, and a ray of blue light fell into the bottle, and the black mirror suddenly cracked, revealing the mystery hidden inside.

Bags of white powdery substances were neatly arranged in the bottle, and the coming smell stimulated Qingshou's nasal cavity.

Now he finally remembered what it smelled like. Isn't this the smell of the batch of smuggled illegal drugs seized by the Youth Team?

"Hey! You!" Fujiwara Kazuto saw Aomori's suddenly enlightened expression and knew that the secret activities he had been carrying out before had still been discovered.

Regardless of Qingshou still standing on the workbench, he rushed over suddenly, as if trying to make Qingshou fall off the workbench.

"Dangerous!" Conan yelled.

Noticing Kazuto Fujiwara's movements, Aomori put his hands on the mouth of the bottle and jumped lightly. After turning 360 degrees in the air, he landed steadily beside Conan.

"There's something in that vase."

On the other side, following Kazuto Fujiwara's movements, all the tools on the workbench fell to the ground in a crash. Megure and Takagi, who were originally investigating in other places, rushed here quickly.

"What happened here!"

Before Aomori had time to explain, Kazuto Fujiwara, who was flung on the workbench, turned around with a small pistol/gun, and only despair and madness remained on his gentle and elegant face.

"I knew it! I knew I would get retribution one day for desecrating pottery and dreams! Kyoko is like this, and so am I!"

Dazed Qingshou: Why is it like this all of a sudden?

Conan at a loss: Why did I blew myself up before I started reasoning?

Dazed police officers: what?What's going on here?Forget it, illegal possession of a gun, first catch it.

Before the depraved ceramist opened the insurance, he was hit on the wrist by a water cup that pierced through the air. Officer Takagi at the door seized the opportunity to subdue him.

"So Murashita Kyoko was killed by you?"

After controlling Fujiwara Kazuto, Police Officer Megure walked up to him and asked him. Unexpectedly, this time the prisoner didn't even need reasoning, and directly blew himself up.

"No, it's not me, hahaha, it's not me!"

Fujiwara Kazuto raised his head with a smile, "Kyoko is condemned by God, but I will be like Kyoko soon, hahaha."

Hearing his crazy and stupid answer, Police Officer Mu Mu put his hands on the table and looked seriously at the man in front of him who couldn't control his laughter.

"What did you say!"

"Well... it's better to investigate the vase first."

Qingshou weakly raised his hand. Speaking of which, the police officers and gentlemen still don't know what's inside the vase.

And in his opinion, Mr. Fujiwara was not the murderer who killed Ms. Murakata.

Judging from the murder scene with no trace left, Qingshou felt that it was more like a crime committed by outsiders or supernatural beings.

Hearing Qingshou's suggestion, someone soon dumped the two-meter-high vase, and under the action of gravity, the small bag containing the white medicine fell out of it.

"!!!" Mu Mu looked awe-inspiring, "Takagi!"

The next thing can no longer involve these children.

Walking out of Fujiwara Kazuto's studio, Aomori looked at the little detectives who were still arguing with Police Officer Takagi to assist in the investigation. They were really children with a sense of justice.

However, even Officer Takagi and the others had no choice but to hand over this matter to Scepter4 in the end. Just now, with the help of the light, Aomori reconfirmed that the prohibited drugs in the vase were indeed the same as the batch of drugs seized by the Qing group.

It is estimated that this pottery shop is a transit point. The seller sends the goods here in large ceramics that need to be restored. After a period of time, the hired outsider group pretends to be a delivery person to deliver the goods to the buyer.

As for Ms. Murashita, judging from what Mr. Fujiwara said, it is estimated that the person who wanted to blackmail them with the information he knew was silenced.

Thinking about it, Aomori took out his mobile phone and went to the side, found Reiji Munakata's number and dialed it. Although he can call directly in his consciousness, it is not an emergency now, and the mobile phone is really powerful.

After the bell rang for a few seconds, it was picked up by the other party.

"Aomori?" Munakata Reisi's cold voice came from it.

"Ah, Asi, I'm in a pottery shop in Ginza, which is the chain store of the pottery shop I saw in the news last time. I found the same goods as the batch of medicines seized last time... It seems that I still have the right to be employed. The outsiders killed the clerk here...well, yes."

After hanging up the phone, Aomori sent his location to Reisi Munakata, and when he turned his head, he met Conan's curious eyes.

"Who is Big Brother sharing information with? Could it be a detective?"

Seeing the curious expression on Conan's innocent little face, Aomori felt an inexplicable chill.

Crouching down, Qingshou raised his index finger and put it on his mouth, "It's a secret."

This place is about to be cleared by the Youth Team. The little detective knows as little as possible, otherwise the Golden Rabbit will provide sex.

A pottery shop in Yokohama, an attack on Mafia at the port, a mercenary group of outsiders, contraband hidden in a vase, these few things may seem unrelated, but if you look closely, you will always find these things In fact, they are all shrouded in an invisible net.

The author has something to say: The case is so difficult to write...

A brief explanation: the chain pottery shop is actually used by the boss for smuggling, but the underground world in Yokohama was ordered by Hong Kong gangsters to prohibit drug transactions, so several stores in Yokohama were attacked by Hong Kong gangsters.

The outsiders (supernatural persons) are hired to protect the goods. It is inevitable that someone will snatch the goods during the escort, and fights are inevitable, so they successfully attracted the attention of the youth group. Fuximi, a master of intelligence, was there , and soon discovered the dark transaction behind it.

Murashita Kyoko and Fujiwara Kazuto are the people in charge of underground transactions in the store, but Murashita Kyoko wanted to use the information she knew to blackmail the boss, so she was silenced. At the same time, it was also to warn Fujiwara Kazuto not to be distracted. Attached: Fujiwara Kazuto’s Psychology Very poor quality!

I don’t know if I made it clear orz, but Huantuo Daily is more suitable for me...