Be the god of death in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 156 Pretty Auntie Really Cannibalizes People
Conan's face softened when he heard Xiaolan's voice, and suddenly became as ugly as a bitter melon. He replied, "There is a man with long hair who is looking for you."

"That's right, that's the one. It's strange, it's usually tied up."

Conan glanced at the long-haired man when he heard the words, and found that the man was getting up and going to the bathroom. His hair was indeed tied into a bundle at some point.

"...Just tied it up. But Miss Xiaolan, don't date this kind of person!"

Xiaolan didn't answer, there was a mechanical noise coming through the receiver, followed by Xiaolan's voice, "The cash register has been repaired, I'll go back right away!"

Conan wanted to say that you should never come and go home quickly, but the phone was hung up.

He stared at the door of the bathroom cloudily, and was thinking about welding the door shut, when suddenly there was a throat-piercing scream from inside the door.

Conan was startled, and quickly rushed to the bathroom, Shirasu also pushed away the plate, and walked in under the astonished eyes of everyone in the store.

This restroom is no different from other ordinary restrooms except that men and women are mixed together: after entering, the outer room is a sink, and there is a row of small cubicles on one side of the inner room.

Below the penultimate compartment, thick blood spread across the floor.

The handsome man with long hair was sitting slumped on the floor between the inner and outer rooms, pointing at the blood with trembling.

Bai Shu had already dialed the number before he came in. Unsurprisingly, when he saw the blood, he pressed the call button, first called the ambulance, and then called the police. He was very proficient.

Conan bypassed the long-haired man and ran to the bloody cubicle, carefully avoiding the blood, and tried to push the door.

As he pushed, the door slid open a crack inward.

But if you try harder, you can feel obvious resistance: the door is not locked, but it seems that something heavy is blocked behind the door.

Conan was afraid of destroying the possible crime scene, so he had no choice but to give up pushing the door. He looked up at the gap between the upper door and the ceiling, and wanted Bai Shu to lift him up to see the situation.

But before he could speak, the latter took out a mirror out of nowhere.

Bai Shu extended the mirror into the gap between the door and the wall, and as the angle was adjusted, a corpse curled up on the ground with its back against the door was reflected in the mirror.

It's a woman with shoulder-length hair, a knee-length skirt, and a dark shirt—even though she has taken off her iconic sunglasses, she can still recognize it. This is the first person who came to the store after Xiaolan left. The irritable young lady.

……

Ten minutes later, the police arrived at the scene, sealed off the cafe, and moved the body out of the compartment for a simple autopsy.

A small policeman reported the known situation to Mumu Police Department:

"The victim was Himeno Yayoi, 24 years old, a freelancer. The cause of death was a stab in the heart. In addition, there was a strangled fine line on the neck of the deceased. Considering the amount of bleeding, she may have been strangled first and then passed out. was killed."

After opening the compartment door, you can find a window behind the toilet in this compartment.

At this moment, the window is wide open, and there are murderous knives scattered beside the toilet, as well as the empty wallet of the deceased, which is easily reminiscent of a robbery for money.

Mu Mu stared at the window thoughtfully, and began to take the bait, "It seems that the murderer is hiding in the compartment, and after Miss Ji Ye comes in, kill her, and then escape through the window...Okay, go ask if there is any What suspicious person!"

"Uh, wait a minute, Uncle Mumu." Conan's train of thought was not distracted at all, and he quickly discovered the doubt, "If that's the case, isn't the window too clean?"

Mumu said "Huh?", and explained in a tone of teaching a bear child, "Of course the toilet should be clean."

"...", implying failure, Conan pushed away Mugure's big hand that was trying to touch his head, his eyes drifted towards Bai Shu, and felt that the adults should come forward at this time and make things clear.

However, this unreliable back-up was actually playing with his mobile phone, as if he didn't hear anything wrong with Mu Mu's reasoning.

Someone else answered the call: the crowd at the door suddenly parted to both sides, and the lady in a suit and skirt stepped on high-heeled shoes and walked in da da da.

"Little brother is right. Judging from the amount of bleeding from the deceased, the murderer should also have blood splattered on his body. This window is very narrow. If he escapes through the window, the blood on his clothes will definitely rub against the window. It's so clean now."

His thinking is clear and orderly, and he intuitively feels that this case will have a big boss to help out.

After following the prestige, he was taken aback for a moment, thinking that this person looked very familiar.

After a while, he suddenly understood the source of this familiarity, "Lawyer Fei! Why are you here?"

"This is personal privacy." Fei Yingli raised a perfectly curved smile on her lips, and nodded politely to him, counting it as a greeting:
"Let's focus on this case first—it seems to me that the prisoner is more likely to have escaped from the top of the compartment than from the window."

Fei Yingli's words made Megure Police Department understand why Conan said the windows were clean, but at the same time, he had other questions.

The police department learned what they learned and applied it now, drawing inferences from one instance, "But according to this, the door of the compartment should also be stained with blood!"

Fei Yingli crossed her chest and glanced at the rolled paper hanging on the wall, raised her hand and nodded at it:
"There are ready-made tissues and water here, and the murderer can completely clean up the blood-stained place.

"And no matter where he left, it shows that the prisoner was quite calm when he escaped, and he didn't panic, but he actually left the murder knife at the scene. This is undoubtedly not good for him, so..."

When the reasoning reached a critical point, Conan habitually wanted to answer.

But when he raised his head, he happened to meet Fei Yingli's gaze.Conan froze, swallowed the words that had just come to his mouth, and reflexively hid behind the adult, avoiding Fei Yingli's eyes.

It took a few seconds for him to come back to his senses, and found that Bai Shu was looking down at him with a subtle hatred of iron and steel, "What are you talking about? A beautiful aunt can't eat people."

"I don't know, I just..." Conan scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

At this time, Fei Yingli had finished her conjecture:
The murderer did not take the murder weapon, not because he did not want to, but because he could not: for example, he may have returned to the coffee shop after the murder, hiding among ordinary customers.

According to this reasoning, the Megure Police Department began to ask the clerk if he had noticed who had entered the bathroom.

And Conan and Shiroki, who have been observing the store all the time, have a say in this point. They pointed out one by one the people who entered the bathroom before and after the woman in sunglasses.

It was the few people who entered the store just now: the handsome guy with long hair, the old-school academic who came to the coffee shop to revise his thesis, the big man who hurt his finger and couldn't wear his wedding ring, and Fei Yingli.

(End of this chapter)