Be the god of death in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 30 The unlucky guy who was first regarded as a murderer always seems innocent

Bai Shu pretended to think for a while, "No."

Conan stared at his face carefully, not wanting to miss any expression, but he didn't see any clues, Shiroki really didn't seem to know what he was implying.

...Did I really not notice, or did my ability to pretend to be stupid improve?

Conan stared at him suspiciously, and after a while, he looked down at the threshold again, hinting wildly.

Bai Shu followed his gaze and knew what he wanted to say, "Oh, there's blood here. Then?"

"...the blood was splashed on the threshold. If the old man committed suicide with the door closed, there shouldn't be blood here." The hint was invalid, so Conan could only finish what he wanted to say in a cute tone through gritted teeth.

"It makes sense!" Before Bai Shu could speak, Mouri Kogoro's eyes lit up, and he was the first to be inspired.

He leaned over to take a look, and clapped his hands happily, "Yes, it must be Master Haozang who stepped out of the room and was stabbed by the murderer!"

Conan ignored Mori Kogoro, still holding on to Shiraki's pants, and asked him in a low voice, "Brother Naoki, did you really not find the problem?"

"Hmm..." Bai Shu looked at Mori Kogoro from the corner of his eye, and thought about his words, "Actually, I just didn't expect that someone actually believed that it was suicide."

Conan, "..."

At this time, Qiu Jiang's husband started to argue again, and he asked Mori Kogoro, "But according to what you said, who locked the door?"

"This..." Mouri Kogoro was successfully asked.

"Bastard! Can this person do it!", the soul almost broke free from Bai Shu's hand, and threw itself on the head of Kogoro Mouri.

Bai Shu hurriedly pressed him harder, smiled dryly, and replied Jin Mao, "The victim locked the door himself, maybe after being stabbed by a sneak attack, he fled into the room to avoid the murderer's pursuit and locked the door." Go up, and then die of exhaustion."

"That's right, if it wasn't for that bastard's surprise attack, I would have hit him ten times!" Hun Po rolled up his sleeves domineeringly. If he wasn't just a villain with short arms, these words might be more convincing.

Mori Kogoro also nodded in satisfaction, "That's it! As expected of me, Mori Kogoro's assistant, hahahahaha... Eh?"

"But if that's the case... everyone will be suspicious." Mouri Kogoro's smile gradually disappeared, and his workload suddenly doubled, making him a little unhappy.

If it is not suicide, then the murderer must be found.

And during that time, except for a few outsiders of them, and Xia Jiang, the housekeeper who arranged the restaurant, none of the remaining seven people had an alibi.

When Mori Kogoro felt dizzy, Conan tugged at the corner of the butler's clothes and asked him secretly, "Grandpa, did you notice anything strange when you entered the room?"

"No, after I yelled, you all came over, ah, yes..." He suddenly remembered something, and took out a flower from his pocket, "I picked this up on the ground before I opened the door."

The Xiaoben family who were arguing next to him noticed this sentence and turned their heads to look over.

Xia Jiang just glanced at it, his expression changed, and he blurted out, "That's... I pinned Xiao Wu on it this morning."

As soon as these words came out, the air was instantly quiet.

Except for Xia Jiang, the rest of the family members all looked at Xiao Wu in shock. Seeing this, it was tacit agreement that he was the murderer.

Mariko also covered her mouth and sneered, "So it's you... It seems that you haven't given up yet, Xiao Wu."

"What give up..." Xiao Wu looked at her in shock and doubt.

"Stop pretending, I overheard the conversation between you and your father! You are the son of Yongfu Caicheng, the son of the president of Caicheng Industry who committed suicide after my father took the company away, right!"

"what?!"

The housekeeper picked up the "physical evidence", and Mariko proposed the motive. The marriage between Xiao Wu and Xia Jiang was also considered to be a means of getting close to Master Sui Ben and taking revenge.

Xiao Wu couldn't argue, his face was pale, and he watched helplessly as he was labeled a murderer within a few minutes.

Faced with this rapidly developing situation, Xiaolan and Mori Kogoro looked bewildered, Conan was thinking crazily with a serious face, and Baishu...he chose to lean against the door to watch the excitement.

In this small world, he knows everything that happened and didn't happen, so he doesn't need to be confused because he can't figure out the situation, and he doesn't need to consume brain cells to think.

Moreover, because there is still a human life behind, in order to prevent further work mistakes, he cannot name the truth and arrest the prisoner immediately.

Bai Shu turned his head and yawned secretly. At times like this, he always felt that being a god of death was quite boring.

I was a little distracted when suddenly, a person crawled under my feet.

"?" When Bai Shu lowered his head, he saw Conan lying on the floor at the door, looking at the ground carefully, thoughtful.

After a while, Conan suddenly noticed a foreign object in the blood near the door. He crawled forward a little, stretched out his hand, and picked up a small piece of debris.

It's bread crumbs... why is there such a thing on site?
Conan thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out.

His legs were a little numb. He patted his trouser legs and stood up. When he turned his head and saw Bai Shu beside him, he asked him casually, "The ground outside the door has been wiped. Blood, besides, the victim's blood was mixed with bread crumbs... Naoki-san, did you think of anything?"

He didn't have a clue yet, but Bai Shu might notice details that he didn't.

Under Conan's expectant gaze, Shiroki murmured, "What do you think of? Well... tonight's bread is quite delicious."

"...", who asked you this!The veins on Conan's forehead started to jump again.

"I'm just kidding, hahaha." Bai Shu bent down, reached out to touch his head, and said seriously, "Actually, there is indeed one thing that is rather strange."

"What?" Conan was taken aback, and immediately cheered up.

"Why are you a child who is not afraid of seeing a dead body? The housekeeper was so frightened that he sat on the ground just now." Bai Shu narrowed his eyes and looked at him with a sense of oppression, "You seem to like to reason ?”

"Ah? I...not." Conan was caught off guard by the questioning, and Conan immediately froze.

The fact that he became smaller is closely related to the mysterious black organization, so Conan also understands that the fewer people who know about it, the better—for the safety of those around him, he had better continue to pretend to be a child.

But if you know it, you know it, but every time something happens...he can't help but want to interrupt.

It's like an old smoker who knows smoking is bad and tries hard to quit, but someone always lights the cigarette and hands it to his mouth...

(End of this chapter)