Conan: Developing business in Kexue World

Chapter 257 Shocked the Metropolitan Police Department

(will be revised later)——
"Are you the younger brother?!"

"No way?!"

Maoli and Xiaolan's eyes widened in shock. The expressions of father and daughter were exactly the same.

Henggou Shigego looked at Maori and said: "I know that my brother is a good person and has always respected you, but I am different. Because from the beginning, I did not believe that you detectives can solve the case."

Maoli and Xiaolan both looked at him with serious expressions.

At this time, the subordinate urged again, "Police department, are you ready?"

"Sorry." Henggou Shigego stepped forward and listened to the report from his subordinates.

"What do you think this thing is on the deceased's jeans?" the subordinate asked.

Hengmou Shigego looked down and said, "It looks like some kind of liquid."

Behind her, Xiaolan said hurriedly: "That's Mr. Kawabata's soup. I accidentally spilled it when I was sitting next to him just now."

The flat-head police officer closed his eyes and said, "I have only seen your face on TV and in newspapers."

"Officer Henggou, come and take a look." At this time, the subordinate suddenly called and made a new discovery.

"Henggou?" Mao Li said to himself, and suddenly he pointed at him in realization and said loudly: "By the way, you are Henggou, right?"

The flat-headed police officer turned back with a look of disgust.

Mao Li came up and said with a mean smile: "You must have had your head shaved by your supervisor because you messed up at work. You thought it would be embarrassing if friends like us recognized you, so you pretended to be stupid, right?"

Maori elbowed his elbow, "You really know how to act. Hehe~"

The flat-headed police officer clenched his fists and endured very hard, not letting the fist as big as a casserole fall on Maori's face.

Mao Li continued to tease her recklessly, "But as a criminal police officer, instead of having the messy coral hair you used to have, you are much cooler now."

"Cough~" The flat head police officer turned around and interrupted Mao Li, otherwise you wouldn't know what he heard from him for a while, "You are talking about my brother, Zengo, who is affiliated with the Shizuoka Prefecture Police Department. And I am Jugo of the Kanagawa Prefectural Police Department.”

"Are you sitting next to him?" Officer Chongwu glanced at Xiaolan, turned around and scolded Mao Li angrily, "Didn't you say that you and your little brother were sitting next to him?"

Maori sweated coldly, "Before he fell, Mr. Kawabata changed seats once and squeezed in between me and Xiaolan. After a while, Conan squeezed in between Kawabata and Xiaolan."

Officer Chongwu asked: "Before the deceased changed seats, who else were sitting on both sides of him besides this young lady?"

"And me." Kitaura Keigo took the initiative to raise his hand, "But that's just because Kawabata invited Mr. Mori to our table, and I happened to sit next to him."

Iso Kaizo said: "That's right. Before they joined us, the people sitting on both sides of Kawabata were me and Beiura, but at that time, we were quite far away from each other."

Ito Kiden said quickly: "I've been sitting across from him from the beginning, so it shouldn't matter, right?"

"We won't know until we complete the investigation." Officer Shigego faced Kenta and Yuji Kobayashi again, "So, where are you two?"

Kobayashi Yuji said: "As for me, I am sitting next to Supervisor Ito Suke."

Kenta said: "I'm sitting next to Supervisor Isogami, and next to me is Kobayashi. Today we are here to talk about cooperation. It's the first time for both parties to meet today. There were no grudges in the past and no grudges these days. It doesn't have much to do with us." "

Officer Chongwu was noncommittal and said again, "Wait until we complete the investigation."

At this time, Conan, who was listening on the sidelines, said: "Then check his pants. Because when Uncle Kawabata changed positions, his pants were already wet by the soup. Afterwards, he wiped it with a towel. You just need to
Maoli was shocked: "What? There is no toxic substance on his pants? Have you checked carefully?"

Officer Chongwu nodded, "Well, the waiter also said that the chopsticks fell to the ground together with the soup, and he was asked to change the bowl and chopsticks. We did not detect any poison reaction from the bowl and chopsticks."

"In other words, the murderer exchanged the poison-stained towel with the deceased after the deceased had changed places. In this case, the person with the greatest suspicion is of course you, Mr. Mori, who is sitting on the right side of the deceased."

Mao Li burst out laughing, "Don't be kidding me. This is the first time I'm here today, and it's also the first time I've met Mr. Kawabata. Why should I kill him?"

"It's his own fault. Who told him to find a girl who came to this store for the first time to act? It's too deviant." Chongwu said.

"Hey, what do you mean? Are you still doubting me?" Maoli yelled.

Xiaolan was anxious to testify: "Everything we said is true. It's really our first time to eat in this restaurant today. ..."

Ah?Xiaolan's vision blurred again, and she staggered two steps to the side, holding on to the table, but accidentally knocked over the water glass. The water dripped along the edge of the table and onto the ground.

Xiaolan covered her head in discomfort, her cold getting worse again, no wonder she was so reckless today.

She stared at the dripping water with blurred eyes, and then thought of the man named Akai Shuichi.

Sure enough, I met that person on a rainy day.Who on earth is it?Could it be that he was just like this police officer, just like a certain person?

I can't remember.Xiaolan covered her head in discomfort. Three faces appeared in front of me at that time.One was holding an umbrella, with slightly curved mouth corners; one was soaked in the heavy rain, with angry eyes; and Shinichi's face was drooping, and he kept saying something.

what are you talking about?Shinichi.

"...Sister Xiaolan? Sister Xiaolan?" Conan's call came, "What's wrong with you? Sister Xiaolan? You look so bad."

Xiaolan's forehead was sweating, but she still shook her head and said: "It's okay, I just stood there for too long and I'm a little dizzy."

Kenta came over and asked: "What's wrong? Xiaolan? Are you sick?"

"It's okay, Kenta, just take a little rest and you'll be fine." Xiaolan smiled forcefully, her face a little pale.

Conan took Xiaolan's little hand and came to the empty square table area on the other side. "Sister Xiaolan, please take a rest first. I think uncle will solve this case soon."

"Thank you. But, Conan, don't hinder everyone's handling of the case." Xiaolan said weakly.

Kenta asked the waiter for a glass of hot water and brought it to Xiaolan.

"Thank you." Xiaolan thanked her, but she really didn't have the energy to speak.

Kenta walked to Conan and asked, "How is it? I think Xiaolan may need to go to the hospital."

Conan nodded, indicating that he knew: "Yes, but I don't have a clue yet. I'll do it as soon as possible."

"What I can't figure out is how he did it." Officer Chongwu put his chin in his hands and thought.

"Police department. There are indeed traces of soup on the deceased's towel." The subordinate returned and reported.

"Eh? Hiss, this is troublesome. Could it be that my inference is in the wrong direction?" Officer Chongwu said to himself.

Maoli suddenly realized, "I know, the people suspected now are all working in movies. Maybe the murderer used the invisible thread used in photography to poison him!" "What I can't figure out is how he did it. We've arrived." Officer Chongwu put his chin on his head and thought.

"Police department. There are indeed traces of soup on the deceased's towel." The subordinate returned and reported. "Eh? Hiss, this is troublesome. Could it be that my inference is in the wrong direction?" Officer Chongwu said to himself.

Maori suddenly realized, "I know, the people suspected now are all in the movie business. Maybe the murderer used the invisible thread used in photography to poison!"

Over at the police, the search continues.

Officer Chongwu said: "In short, the time when the murderer switched the poison-stained towel with the deceased was after the soup was spilled and he changed seats with the deceased. Therefore, the one who is most suspected at the moment is you who was sitting on his right hand at that time. People."

"Hey~" Maoli frowned.

"Mr. Police, Sister Xiaolan..." Before Conan could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a police officer running from a distance.

"Police department, we found a container suspected of containing potassium cyanate in the bathroom."

"What?" Officer Chongwu was shocked. "I see, I understand. It turns out you took the towel to the toilet and poured the poison on it."

"I already told you, it's not me." Maoli said with shame.

"In that case, the murderer is definitely not Uncle Maori." Conan suddenly interjected: "Because uncle, he has not been to the bathroom since he entered the store."

"Did you hear that, Officer Henggou?" Maoli said in a low tone, pretending to be serious.

Conan added: "I remember that Uncle Kawabata, after wiping up the spilled soup, immediately changed seats with Sister Xiaolan. The towel should not have been exchanged with anyone."

Officer Chongwu pondered, "No, that towel must have been changed by someone. The murderer must have changed it when you weren't paying attention."

Mao Li also looked thoughtful, and suddenly clapped his hands and shouted: "I know, I think the murderer must have used this optional tabletop. He only needs to put the towel mixed with poison on the glass edge of the turntable sitting on the table. One side is suspended in the air, and then as long as you use appropriate force to turn it, the towel will naturally fall in front of Mr. Kawabata."

"How's it going?" Maori looked at Officer Chongwu.

Chong Wu felt ashamed, "What are you asking me for? Suddenly a towel fell down. I think whoever it is will be suspicious."

Mao Li immediately looked around and said to him, "This...just seize the opportunity and not be discovered."

Officer Chongwu added: "It's the same even if you haven't seen it. If the force can really be used to make the towel fall off, it would be weird if all the plates and dishes on the table would fall down. Besides, Mr. Kawabata's hand There is already a towel on the bed, how can you use another towel?"

"Hey, that's right." Maoli sweated coldly.

"In that case, go and investigate to see if there is any soup residue on the towel. Wouldn't you know if the towel has been changed?" Kenta suggested.

Jugo looked at the police officers and asked them to investigate, "However, this cannot be ruled out. The murderer saw Mr. Kawabata wiping soup with a towel and deliberately poured some soup on the towel."

Conan suddenly thought of something when Kenta proposed to Officer Jugo.By the way, I remember that when I got soy sauce and chili oil, I turned around the table several times and still couldn't get them.

If the dishes on the table were arranged in clock order at that time, they would be: twice-cooked pork, shredded pork with green pepper, shrimp and eggs, preserved eggs, vinegar-based pork ribs, kung pao chicken, xiaolongbao, pot-roasted pork, and egg pancakes.The soy sauce is placed between the vinegar-coated pork ribs and preserved eggs, and the spicy oil is between the xiaolongbao and pot-roasted pork.

The order of seats at that time, clockwise from Mr. Kawabata who was killed, was: Kawabata, Conan, Xiaoran, Kitaura, Ito, Kobayashi, Kenta, Isogami, and Mori.

The bottle of soy sauce would always go back to my uncle, and the spicy oil would always go to Mr. Kitaura... By the way, Mr. Kawabata also seemed to have said that he was allergic to eggs, and he had seen all the dishes made with eggs. nausea.

Does it make you sick to your stomach when you see it?

Conan looked back and immediately became excited.

The police in the forensics department were busy.

"Then, please help me pay more attention over there."

"Ok."

Conan came to the front and said, "Uncle Appraisal, I want to ask you something."

The police officer knelt down and asked with a smile: "What's the matter, kid?"

Conan said: "Since you have checked the dishes, you must have also checked whether there is any poison on the plates and tables, right?"

"Ah."

"Then let me ask you..." Conan whispered into the ears of the forensic officers, "Have you checked these places?"

"These places don't have it yet."

"Well, Uncle Maori asked me to tell you, please go and investigate immediately." Conan skillfully pretended to pass on the imperial edict.

"Eh? That sleeping Mr. Kogoro?"

"Yeah. By the way, is there anything strange on the towel stained with poison?"

The forensic officer said: "Strange thing? Ah, you mean soup, right? The police department just called someone to check. There were indeed some brown marks on the towel. I smelled it, and it was indeed the smell of soup. By the way, I think you must have seen that Mr. Kawabata’s pants were soaked with soup, and he wiped them with a towel. I think it was at that time that it got stained.”

Conan immediately asked: "What about the others? Are there no poisons in other places?"

The forensic officer held his chin: "Indeed not."

"Hou~ It turns out it wasn't touched anywhere else." Conan suddenly had a villain expression on his face.

He immediately pulled away, "Then I'll go back and tell Uncle Maoli."

"Oh."

Conan turned his head and his expression became serious.

What I thought was indeed correct. Mr. Kawabata was not poisoned to death by someone using a towel stained with poison.It's because the towel was changed after he was killed.

And that's the guy.

That being said, the evidence should still be there.

Right on that turntable round table.Conan had a puzzle-solving smile on his face.

Over at the square table, Xiaolan covered her head in discomfort and kept breathing heavily. It seemed that her illness was getting worse.

On the police side, Officer Chongwu summoned everyone.

"In short, the murderer was the one who dipped his towel in potassium cyanate in the toilet, and then changed the deceased's towel while he was eating."

Mao Li said: "Xiaolan, Conan, and I were sitting on the left and right sides of the deceased, but we didn't notice his movements."

(End of this chapter)