Daily life in the world of famous detectives

"Conan, don't touch it randomly..." Miwako walked over and touched Conan's head with a smile.

"Hi~" Conan sighed, not to mention how depressed he was.

"Hey!" Matsuda also came over, seeing this scene, let alone how happy he was.

"Tch!" Conan crossed his arms and turned his head away.

"Ahem, has the identity of the deceased been confirmed?" Matsuda coughed lightly and asked the nearby Henggou.

"Not yet, we just arrived at the scene..." Henggou replied.

Matsuda nodded, then squatted down, and lifted the mask...

"Mr. Jiangyuan?!" Xiaolan said in shock.

"Huh? Does Miss Xiaolan know this person?" Henggou asked in a daze.

While Xiaolan was explaining the situation to Henggou, Matsuda observed the corpse carefully, and Conan, who had just landed on his feet, hurried over.

The division of labor between the two is very clear, Matsuda inspects the waist above, and Conan below.

Miwako looked at all this strangely, when did Conan become Jinpei's little assistant?

As for the surrounding police officers, they were all staring blankly. Could this child be the son of Matsuda Police Department?

The police department wants to train their own children from an early age, it is really a role model for my generation...

"Matsuda, the belt is on the wrong side..."

"It's almost the same on my side, the tie is also reversed..."

"so..."

"yes..."

Matsuda and Conan looked at each other and smiled, everything was kept silent.

Suddenly, a small head was squeezed between the two, the smile on his face was quite intriguing...

"It turned out that he killed..."

"Sa, Sister Sato..." Conan's face froze, as if...a little overwhelmed.

"Officer Sato, did you just say that it was a homicide?" Henggou on the side heard the key words and asked hastily.

"Ahem, that's right, this color... ah... no, this man's clothes were not put on by himself, but someone put them on for him..." Matsuda coughed lightly and explained.

"Nani?!" Henggou's eyes widened, and he quickly ran to the corpse. "No, that's right, it is indeed the opposite. So, the real murderer is someone else?!"

"And it should be one of the members of the tour group..." Matsuda took off his sunglasses, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"You guys! Go and bring those people here immediately!" Henggou shouted at several police officers.

"Hi!"

After several police officers left, Henggou looked around and asked doubtfully, "By the way, why didn't you see Mr. Mao Li?"

"Mr. Maori is in the bar on the second floor..." A voice suddenly came from the crowd.

"Miss Kamijou?!" Xiaolan said in surprise.

"How about this, let's go to inform Senior Maori first, and then go to the room where the victim is to investigate together..." Matsuda thought for a while and said.

"Well, without further ado, let's go!" Henggou walked in the front, followed by everyone.

At this moment, Conan, who was about to follow, noticed the woman's tears shed secretly...

"Conan, let's go too..." Miwako took Conan's little hand and said with a smile.

"Okay, okay..." Conan trembled, feeling a little guilty in his heart, sister Sato wouldn't really notice anything.

In the bar, Uncle Mao Li was lying on the bar counter drunk, still snoring, sleeping soundly.

"Mr. Maoli, Mr. Maoli?" Henggou patted Maoli, but the other party was still in a deep sleep and had no intention of waking up.

"Father!" Xiaolan couldn't bear it with her slender waist, stepped forward a few steps, pinched Mao Li's ear and picked it up.

"Hiss~ah!!! Which one is not long... er...yes, it's Xiaolan..." Seeing that it was his daughter, Mao Li, who was about to scold her, was instantly cowardly.

Miwako shook her head, Mr. Mori is really, actually drunk in this kind of place...

"Well, long time no see, Mr. Mao Li..." Henggou said.

"Huh? Aren't you the Henggou police officer from Saitama last time..." Looking at the coral-headed man standing next to Xiaolan, Maori said in a daze.

"I've been transferred to Shizuoka prefecture recently, actually..." Henggou briefly described what happened.

At the same time, in Room 2101, Matsuda and Conan stood at the door.

When they saw Mao Li drunk on the table before, the two were ready to run away...

If he really waits for him to wake up, the day lily will probably be cold...

===Chapter 135 "Princess Style" ===

With a "click", the door only opened a crack.

"Anti-theft lock..." Matsuda felt a little headache, it seemed that he could only wait for the police officers to come up.

"Hehe, I thought you would kick it away..." Conan clawed at the crack of the door and glanced inside.

"I'm so stupid..." Matsuda's head was full of black lines, this little devil.

Not long after, Henggou came over with Mao Li and others, followed by several police officers.

"It's finally here..." Matsuda leaned against the wall and looked at his watch. Well, it seems that the senior sobered up quite quickly.

"Don't say anything when you leave, I really can't do anything with you two..." Mei Hezi and Xiaolan walked over, and said with downcast eyes.

"We are more concerned about the case..." Matsuda smiled.

"Oh? Conan too?" Miwako squatted down, approached Conan's little face, and asked.

"I, I'm just curious..." Conan leaned against the wall, touched the back of his head, and then quietly moved his feet to the side.

If you don't slip now, when will you wait?

"Sister Sato, this kid is so curious!" Seeing Conan's small movements, Xiaolan raised her eyebrows and simply squatted down.

Seeing the smiling faces of the two girls, Conan was about to cry, two sisters, please let me go!

"Hey, it's time to teach this little brat a lesson, let's see if you dare to run around again next time!" When Mao Li passed by, he didn't forget to gloat, with a smug look on his face.

Conan rolled his eyes, without me, you can become a detective...

At the same time, the police cut off the anti-theft lock with a chainsaw, and Matsuda entered the room first, followed by Henggou and Maoli.

Conan was a little anxious, and took advantage of the time when the two girls were distracted, he ran away quickly...

"Huh? Conan!"

In the room, the clothes worn by the victim fell on the floor, and the key to the room was next to it.

The window of the balcony was open, Matsuda took a few steps forward, looking at the fluttering curtains, thoughtfully.

"I think this is just a simple accident..." Maori leaned against the railing and looked down.

"An accident?" Henggou was a little dazed. Didn't the Matsuda Police Department say it was a homicide before?

"It should be right, look there, the victim's gloves are still clamped..." Mao Li pouted and gestured. "Perhaps the deceased wanted to jump from here to the next balcony to scare the contestants, but he didn't expect to fall down by accident..."

Henggou rubbed his chin, which seemed to make sense.

Matsuda didn't care about Maori's reasoning...

But tonight's wind is very noisy...

"This is the 21st floor. Would ordinary people jump off like this without using a rope?" Conan sat on the floor with a small book, muttering. "Besides, the key to this room is obviously in the room, so even if he is lucky, he really arrived

Listening to this, Mao Li became a little impatient, and it was this little devil who interrupted casually again.

Seeing that the kid was going to continue talking, Maori clenched his fists, and shouted towards Conan's head: "I want you to be naughty!"

"Ah~ hiss~" Conan only felt a sharp pain on the top of his head, and subconsciously threw the pen and notebook out of his hand. When he realized it, the pen had already fallen from the balcony.

"Conan, are you okay?" Miwako knelt on the ground, gently stroking Conan's head with her small hands, her face full of concern.

"Father!" Xiaolan glared at Maori, and then looked at Conan with distress.

"No, it's okay..." Conan's little face turned red, it seemed that a beating would be beneficial, and seeing the two girls, they didn't worry about what happened just now.

"Conan, this is the 21st floor. Where do you think your pen will fall?" At this time, Matsuda suddenly asked an inexplicable question.

Conan froze for a moment, then fell into thinking...

"Pfft~hahaha, what's wrong with you, Zhenping?" Miwako stood up, stretched out her little hand, and touched the man's forehead. "I don't even have a fever..."

"Answer my question first..." Matsuda's face turned dark, and he was talking about business now.

"Of course it's directly below the balcony!" Xiaolan replied with a smile.

"No, not directly under the balcony..." Conan murmured.

Damn, I actually overlooked a key point.

"What's going on here?" The two women were a little confused.

In fact, it's not just the two of them, even Mao Li and Henggou are puzzled.

Falling from here, isn't it directly below?

"Matsuda boy, let me tell you a little bit..." Mao Li approached Matsuda and whispered.

"Senior will know when we find that pen..." Matsuda put it off a little.

Mao Li's face is stinky, this brat!

Conan put his hands in his trouser pockets, a faint smile appeared on his face.

After returning to the scene of the crime, the members of the tour group just arrived.

"Officer Henggou, senior Maoli, the interrogation will be left to you..." Matsuda picked up the pen that fell not far from the right side of the bronze statue, and ran towards the hotel again.

Conan hesitated for a moment, but still chased after him...

Now, Henggou and Maoli were a little confused.

"Conan!" Xiao Lan just wanted to chase after her, but her hand was pulled. "Sister Sato?"

"Forget it, leave them alone..." Miwako shrugged. "I can't catch up anyway..."

"Yes, also..." Xiaolan nodded her head in agreement with Sister Sato's words.

In the restaurant, Matsuda found the waitress, wanting to testify his guess: "Miss, may I ask, is the wind particularly strong tonight?"

"Ah? You, you are Police Officer Matsuda?! Yes, yes, this season, every night, the wind blows very strongly. We habitually call it "princess wind"." The waitress was ashamed She blushed, it was the first time she was so close to an idol.

Conan looked at the nympho-like waitress, and couldn't help but think of that eighth woman in Sonoko...

"That, that, Officer Matsuda, can I take a photo with you?" The woman looked up at Matsuda, her eyes full of hope.

"Of course..." Matsuda took off his sunglasses and smiled back.

"Really, really! It's really great!" The waitress's face was full of excitement.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Conan fell into memories...

I used to experience it deeply, yes, when he was Kudo Shinichi...

"One, two, three, eggplant!" Conan pressed the shutter, and then returned the camera to the waitress.

"Hee hee, that's a great shot, kid, you're great!" The woman blinked at Conan.

Walking out of the restaurant, Matsuda asked Conan beside him, "I never thought you have a talent for taking pictures, did you learn it from Hawaii?"

"Tch, do you still need to learn how to take pictures?" Conan curled his lips, but he felt a little proud of being praised by this guy.

"About taking pictures, there are actually many issues involved. You can often tell how much you have achieved in this area by looking at the effects you take..." Matsuda said.

"Oh? Then how much attainment do I have?" Conan asked curiously.

"I don't know, I just think that your photos look good..." Matsuda shook his head. He is a bomb disposal professional, but not a photography professional.

Conan staggered and almost fell, hey...