Those years when I was a purchasing agent in Yokohama

The investigation of the case did not go smoothly. There were three suspects in the case, namely the eldest daughter, second son and current wife of President Sanzhou.

According to the death message "M" left by President Mifune before his death, Police Officer Meguro and Mori Kogoro further narrowed down the identity of the suspects to the eldest daughter Megumi and current wife Misaki Misako. people, but they have not been able to find key evidence from these two people.

Conan has been staying on the balcony of the bedroom, staring at the trace of the "M" on the wooden railing that was scratched by the nails of the deceased for a long time. He always felt that he seemed to have missed some key information.But for a while, he couldn't remember what the key information was.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps at the door, followed by a low and steady voice from outside the door. Hearing this sound, Conan's body stiffened for a moment, and his pupils shrank slightly.But soon he returned to his original state, pricking up his ears to listen to the man outside the door.

"Mr. Matsuno, Master Will would like to ask you for the key to the warehouse."

"Why does the young master suddenly want the key to the warehouse?"

Butler Matsuno asked a little puzzled.

Hirata Kurosuke shook his head with a straight face, "I don't know either."

"Forget it, I will give the key to the young master later, you can go to other things first."

Butler Matsuno sighed, and waved at the man opposite.

After Hirata Zosuke left, Butler Matsuno took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.The owner of the castle had just died, and the servants didn't even have time to be sentimental.After all, there are still a lot of things waiting for them to deal with.

"Nah, grandpa the housekeeper."

A crisp child's voice suddenly sounded beside him, and then Butler Matsuno felt his clothes being ripped off a few times. He lowered his head and saw a little boy wearing glasses standing beside him looking up at the he.

"What's the matter? Kid."

Butler Matsuno immediately recognized this six or seven-year-old boy as the one who was following Detective Maori. He knelt down and looked at him kindly.

"I just heard you tell that big brother that Master Will wants the key to the warehouse. Does President Sanzhou have any other children?"

Conan raised his head and asked curiously with an innocent expression.

"Haha, no, the master only has two children, Miss Misakiko and Master Toshihiko."

Butler Matsuno raised his hand and stroked the boy's furry head, and said with a smile.

"Master Will is Master Junyan. Over the years, Master Junyan has slowly taken over the master's business and has been dealing with some overseas companies, so he gave himself the English name William."

It was so!

Conan's eyes suddenly lit up.

He got it!

Conan quickly turned around and ran towards the elevator entrance with a face of sudden realization. He was so full of thoughts on how to solve this case that he didn't even notice that the moment he got up to leave, Butler Matsuno was still there. Said a word.

"However, I remember that Hirata always used 'Master' to address Master Toshiyan, why did he suddenly change his English name to Master Toshiyan..."

At the same time, at the corner of the remote and hidden staircase, a pair of eyes were quietly watching the scene just now.

……

Just as Police Officer Megure and Mori Kogoro were busy looking for evidence, Dr. Ari suddenly said that he already knew who the culprit was.

The group once again came to the tenth-floor master bedroom at the scene of the crime. In the spacious and bright bedroom, Dr. Ali pointed to the second son of President Sanzhou in front of everyone.

"The prisoner is you! Mr. Mifune Toshihiko!"

"Eh?!"

The first one to show surprise was not Toshihiko Mifune who was accused, but Kogoro Mori who was on the side.

"Dr. Ali, wait a minute, the death message left by the prisoner is 'M', but Toshihiko is (toshihiko), and there is no 'M'."

"I just learned from the attendants of this castle that Toshihiko Mifune has been doing business with overseas companies all year round, and gave himself an English name called 'Will'."

"Kewell's pronunciation is will, which has nothing to do with 'M'."

Police officer Mu Mu also expressed his confusion.

"Just now I asked Conan to ask the police officers of the forensics department. They said that moss was found on the clothes on the back of the deceased. These moss were all from the balcony railing. Pushed off the balcony."

Dr. Ali explained to everyone solemnly.

"If the deceased was leaning against the railing before he died, then he can only leave a death message on the railing like this."

Dr. Ali walked to the door, leaned against the wooden door, and wrote a letter on the door with his right hand.

"If you write on the railing with this posture, the written words are actually reversed from what we see. That is to say, the death message left by the deceased is not the 'M' we see, but the inverted Here comes the English letter 'W'."

Dr. Ali pointed at the terrified Toshihiko Mifune on the opposite side, and said in a solemn voice, "That's the 'W' for Will!"

"Jun Yan, did you really kill Dad?"

Standing next to Toshihiko Mifune, Megumi Mifune looked at her younger brother in disbelief, and unconsciously stepped back a few steps to distance herself from him.

"No, not me!"

Toshihiko Misune waved his hands again and again, shaking his head faster than a rattle, then he turned his head and glared fiercely at Dr. Ari who was opposite him, "What about the evidence? Could it be that just because of a 'W' of unknown origin, you can treat me as a Prisoner?"

"Of course there is evidence, and it's on you."

Dr. Ali replied unhurriedly.

"As I said just now, the police officers of the forensics department found moss on the balcony railing on the clothes on the back of the dead President Sanzhou. I just rubbed against the railing, so Mr. Mifune Toshihiko, can you explain to us, where did you get the moss on the hem of your suit jacket?"

Hearing these words, Toshihiko Mifune lowered his head in horror.Sure enough, some traces of moss were found on the hem of the suit.

Dr. Ali continued, "You were too flustered after pushing President Sanzhou off the balcony, and you were wearing a dark suit today. So I didn't notice the scars left on your body. Such conclusive evidence."

The two key pieces of evidence were superimposed, and the young man who had aggressively denied that he was a prisoner just now was like a kite with a broken string, and he sat slumped on the ground.

"why?"

The wife of the dead President Misune, Misaki Misaki’s eyes were red and swollen from crying, she looked at the young man sitting on the ground in disbelief, her voice was hoarse and sad, “Why did you kill him, he is yours My own father!"

"I think it's probably because President Sanzhou found out that he actually smuggled/smuggled/drugs/drugs from abroad under the guise of doing business with foreigners."

A deep and calm voice resounded faintly in the spacious bedroom, and everyone in the room turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound.

A boy in a black suit was sitting on a rocking chair by the balcony, holding a plate full of crab salad in his hand, enjoying the delicious food leisurely at the moment.

"After all, his family is a shipbuilder. It's not too convenient to stuff those drugs on his family's ship and ship them out together."

No one knew when he came here and when he sat there, but obviously the crux of the problem was not here.

Police officer Meguro raised his hand and pressed the cap on his head, turned his head and looked at Toshihiko Mifune who was slumped on the ground with a solemn face, "If this is true, then you have committed murder and poison at the same time. Commodity/smuggling/smuggling are two serious crimes."

Adding these two charges together, Toshihiko Mifune will never be released from prison in his entire life.

I don't know if it was the words of police officer Mugure that stimulated him. Toshihiko Mifune, who was just lost his soul, suddenly sat up from the ground. Before everyone could react, he quickly ran to the balcony and sat on the balcony. The black-haired boy in the rocking chair took it hostage.

"Don't come here!"

Mifune Toshihiko yelled at a kind of policeman on the opposite side, he got a fruit knife from somewhere, and the sharp point of the knife reached the boy's throat, "If you come again, I will kill him!"

As if to act as a deterrent, he moved the sharp blade closer to the boy's neck, and the bandage wrapped around the boy's neck was cut open, and the bright blood stained the snow-white bandage red.

As expected, the police stopped and did not move forward. Mifune Toshihiko backed up while threatening the police to prepare a car for him, and he wanted to escape from here.

But at this moment, the black-haired boy who was held hostage by him suddenly spoke.

"Are you going to kill me?"

Dazai blinked, there was no trace of fear on his delicate face, and there was even a hint of anticipation in those iris-colored eyes.

"It's better to hit the sun than choose the day. Kill me now. If the police catch you later, you will have no chance to kill me. Hurry up, hurry up!"

The black-haired boy urged excitedly.

Mifune Toshihiko didn't seem to have expected the boy to react like this. When he was already in a state of high tension, when he heard the key words "police" and "catch", his whole mind was a little confused. Forgetting that there was a balcony behind him, he unconsciously backed away while looking at the boy held hostage by him in disbelief.

Until his legs touched something, and then he heard an exclamation from the opposite side.

"careful!"

Toshihiko Mifune fell from the balcony, along with the young man who was held hostage by him.

At this moment, a figure quickly jumped out from the crowd. He rushed to the balcony without hesitation, jumped off the low guardrail, and then grabbed the railing of the guardrail with his left hand, and he could barely hold it with his right hand. Grabbed the black-haired boy's wrist.

Misune Toshihiko's shrill cry came from below, he fell from the tenth floor, and finally ended up in the same fate as the president of Misune who was pushed down by him.

"Monsieur."

The boy's voice came slowly from below.

"Are you planning to die in love with me?"

"If not, I suggest you better let go of my hand. Because the railing looks like it's about to break."

Dazai pointed to the railing that the man was holding on to with his left hand. The railing on the balcony was old and old, and the inside had already begun to decay. It was obviously unable to support the weight of an adult and a 16-year-old boy.

Chu Shu glanced at the young man below, and silently let go of his hand.

Of course, what he let go was the left hand that was holding onto the railing.The moment he let go of his hand, Chu Shu kicked the glass in a room on the ninth floor and threw the boy into it.At the same time, he himself jumped into that room.

"Ah, I thought I would definitely die this time."

The boy's voice was full of obvious sense of loss.

Chu Shu took out a piece of Band-Aid from his arms and handed it to him, "Your neck is injured."

"This little injury is not worth mentioning at all." Dazai waved his hand indifferently.

The wound cut by Toshihiko Mifune just now seemed to no longer ooze blood, and the blood stained on the bandage had also oxidized to dark red.

Chu Shu stared at the mottled blood, his eyes moved slightly.

"Are you distressed?"

Dazai suddenly put his head in front of Chu Shu, blinked his big eyes, and then bent into two crescent moons, "Mr. Attendant, you are so gentle, you actually feel sorry for a person who has only met once."

"Okay, stop pretending."

Chu Shu sighed, his deep and rough voice suddenly became clear and gentle, he raised his hand and tore off the camouflage on his face, revealing the original beautiful face.

Chu Shu supported his chin with one hand, and stared at the smiling black-haired boy with dark eyes, "How did you recognize me? Zai Zai."