I'm making soy sauce in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 293 The Last Face of the Police
There are three symbols written in blood on the file bag: circle, cross, triangle.

It didn't take much effort to take out the file bag that the deceased was holding.

"Speaking of these patterns, I seem to have seen them somewhere."

Officer Mu Mu's nerves tensed instantly, he turned his head and asked Judy, "Where did you see it?"

Judy thought about it seriously, and said, "On the game controller! On the controller of the video game console!"

Guangyou thought for a while, Judy should be talking about the console and the game controller.

There is nothing wrong with it, the case on the handle does have circles, forks, triangles, and a box.

Officer Mumu laughed awkwardly.

The mobile phone on the deceased was found by the police of the inspection department to have been talking 30 minutes ago.

In terms of time, it was when the incident happened.

With clues, it is natural to see if we can follow the clues.

After pressing the phone to make a call, a cell phone of a person in the crowd rang.

The phone of the man who was sitting at the next table just now rang in the crowd.

Officer Megure and Takagi flanked the man back and forth.

In Yuanzi's memory, what the person said on the phone made Yuanzi feel that something was wrong. Combined with the current situation, there was no need to run away if it had something to do with the case.

Well, there is nothing to say, Police Officer Megure and Takagi are gradually approaching, and the strongman locks the man.

Before he could operate it, that person was scared.

I went into a few black tea shops that Guangyou had just left, and dispersed the melon-eating crowd.

The man honestly confessed the whole story.

The clerk in the store was also temporarily invited out, and Guangyou sat on a chair beside him drinking the black tea he hadn't finished just now.

I have to say that the taste of the black tea is really good, but it is not so cold after being kept for so long.

The clerk was also not in the shop, unable to add some ice cubes to his black tea.

Except for Guangyou, everyone in the store gathered around the man to listen to his story.

They didn't deliberately avoid the discussion, after all, the people present were also one of the witnesses
In fact, Guangyou didn't understand the murderer.

The murderer committed a crime and took away the evidence in the document bag, but why didn't he just take the document bag away without trouble.

The black tea in the cup was about to bottom out, and the ice cubes were about to melt.

While there was still a little bit, Guangyou drank the black tea in one gulp, and poured ice cubes into his mouth.

Biting the ice cubes made a crackling sound.

The voice always seems a bit inconsistent in this kind of scene.

There are two questions in Conan's mind, one is the current case, and the other is X, but the latter is temporarily put aside.

The shopping mall under Guangyou's feet is not purely a shopping mall, the upper floors are office buildings.

The man's company is on the 8th to 11th floors of this building.

Because someone embezzled public funds, the man invited the deceased's credit agency to investigate who embezzled public funds.

In another way, the credit agency is a detective agency, and it can be regarded as a peer with Uncle Maori.

This trip was also because the people from the credit agency said they had found the person who embezzled public funds, so they made an appointment to meet at the black tea shop downstairs from the company.

Conan also nodded secretly in his heart. In this way, the scope of the murderer was greatly narrowed, and he was basically locked within the company.

Whoever embezzles public funds is basically the murderer.

Conan is well aware of this, but the most helpless thing is that there is no clue at present.

Without the slightest hesitation, the man took out a document bag from the briefcase beside him: "Officer, this is the list that the detective gave me last week. The list is full of people suspected of embezzling public funds."

Guangyou rested his head on his hands, feeling a little bored.

Judy, who met on the way home from school today, has been tossing so far, and it's not too early.

It was already dark outside when the police arrived.

According to the usual time, Guangyou had already been sitting on a chair and eating dinner, instead of watching the case at a black tea shop.

Of course, he could choose to go back directly, but he surprisingly didn't want to, because if he wanted to go back to eat, he had to do it.

Compared to these, he chose to be bored.

Guangyou blinked: "I seem to be able to add fuel to the flames."

Although Police Officer Mumu didn't say anything, Guangyou knew that he still wanted to save the face of the police.

The previous case created a "savior of the Japanese police", and the current case created a "sleeping Kogoro".

The police are wearing the hat of incompetence without knowing it.

These are actually obvious, and the police don't say anything, but in fact they are still very resistant.

But there is no way, just like the relationship between Lestrade and Holmes.

The relationship between Lestrade and Holmes can be said to be very good, but if you really go to meet Lestrade and ask him.

"As a policeman, are you willing to go to Holmes?"

Guangyou is convinced that Lestrade's answer is: "No, as a policeman, I hope the police can solve the case by themselves. As a friend, I am very happy."

The truth is this, but no matter where the police are, except for the rotten places, the police officers in any place will still have to put down their heads and do things they don't want to do for the safety of the local people.

For example, find a stronger or more professional person to solve the case.

Because of this, Kwang-woo doesn't want to just jump up and name the murderer, and then throw out reasoning to make the police look like puppets who can't think.

It’s okay to remind me once in a while, what’s wrong with being behind the scenes?
With this in mind, Guangyou continued to endure boredom by the side, silently waiting for the opportunity.

With the suspect list given by the man, the work is much easier, but that is compared to searching the entire company.

There are a total of 58 suspects on the list. Just talking about this, the workload is not a lot, it is very tiring, and it takes a lot of time.

But there was no way, Police Officer Mumu sent some people upstairs to search for the people on the list, and some people continued to check the scene to see if they could find other traces.

After identification, the bloodstains found on the file bag and at the scene belonged to the deceased.

The three symbols are reminders left by the deceased with his last effort.

Takagi also spoke English, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at Judy.

Judy gave him an OK gesture, indicating that Takagi was right.

Takagi smiled awkwardly, then turned his head and heaved a sigh of relief.

The clues left so far convinced Officer Mumu that the person who embezzled public funds was the murderer.

As long as the meaning of the circle and cross triangle is solved, it should not be far from the truth of the matter.

"Does the cross on the document bag mean multiplication?"

Yuanzi asked, "Could the symbol above refer to a certain mathematical formula?"

She has a big brain hole, but Police Officer Megure can't rule out this idea all at once.

Police officer Mumu turned to the man and asked, "Is there any employee in your company who is good at mathematics?"

The man shook his head: "No, because our company recruits mostly liberal arts graduates due to business reasons."

(End of this chapter)