Conan: Open the Door, I’m a Policeman

At half past eight, Conan got up from the ground with his waist stretched.

After walking out of the room, Xiao Lan should have gone to school, and breakfast was on the table.

"Did you just get up? It's really because you are getting more and more lazy, when will your school be built? To put it bluntly, it's just a lot of dirty things. It should be cleaned up quickly, right?" Uncle Maori Sitting in a chair watching TV, I saw Conan come out and complained casually.

"I heard from Mr. Xiaolin that it seems that we can resume classes next week." Conan rubbed the corners of his eyes and said.

"Hurry back to the ocean of knowledge, it's really terrible to stay at home all day and trouble me to take care of you!" Uncle Maori said with disgust.

"Haha..." Conan pouted, but without arguing, he went to the bathroom to wash up, and then ate the breakfast Xiaolan left him.

"Uncle, do you have anything to do today?" Conan, who had eaten and drank his dishes, was lying on the sofa, holding a comic book.

"Uncle, I am an adult, of course there are a lot of things to do!" Uncle Maori said, staring at the TV.

"What about watching TV, drinking beer, reading newspapers and listening to horse races?"

"You stinky boy!"

"Pong!" "It hurts!" An empty beer can was thrown on Conan's head.

"Speaking of the weather today is good, why don't you go downstairs to Poirot and sit downstairs." Uncle Mouri may think that Conan's words make sense, and suddenly said.

"I'm going, I'm going too!" said the bored and moldy Conan, raising his hands like a real child.

"I'm afraid of you, let's take you with me, don't be naughty!"

"Yes!"

…

"welcome!"

As soon as he stepped into the cafe, Conan felt a cold gaze on him, as if he was being stared at by someone.

Uncle Mouri didn't notice Conan's strangeness. He found a seat and sat down, picked up the menu, and ordered a cup of coffee and a juice. The juice was for Conan.

"The employee of the securities company was shot and killed in the early hours of yesterday. The murder weapon was a hunting rifle." Uncle Maori continued to read the newspaper in his hand and commented: "Really, if you want to shoot, go to the park to hunt birds."

"Isn't it written later? The motive for the crime is personal grievance." Conan leaned over to look at it: "Speaking of which, the crime scene is very close to this place."

"So what? Do you still want to go and take a look? Aren't you afraid of being thrown out by the water boy again?" Uncle Mouri squinted at Conan.

"How is that possible!" Conan shook his head quickly: "I'm just worried, maybe the prisoner will hide here."

"Crack!" The sound of the glass falling to the ground and the sound of shattering everywhere, Conan and Uncle Mori looked back, and it was Miss Azusa Enomoto who accidentally dropped the juice for Conan on the ground.

"It's all your fault, you stinky brat, for saying terrifying nonsense." Uncle Maori blamed Conan Road.

"I'm here to help." Compared to Conan, who was an activist, he immediately jumped down to help Azusa Enomoto clean up the glass shards.

"I'm so sorry, I'll go get another cup now," said Enomoto Azusa.

"Speaking of which, sister Xiao Zi's brother is very good at using guns, right?" Conan asked suddenly.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could there be such a coincidence!" Uncle Mouri looked at Conan angrily.

"But," Conan turned back and said, pretending to be naive, "there are a lot of strange people in the cafe today."

"That said, there are indeed many people with unfriendly eyes." Uncle Maori looked around for a while before realizing the problem: "And many of them are familiar faces."

"Meet again, Conan!" A big hand was placed on top of Conan's head, and when Conan turned around, what he saw was the smiling face of Mizumayuki.

"Morning... good morning!" Conan stammered.

"Good morning, why don't you have to go to school yet?" Shui Jianyue said unhappily.

"The school will probably have to wait another week to resume." Conan said with a smile.

"If the water boy is here, then the culprit is really Miss Xiao Zi's brother." Uncle Maori suddenly realized that all the police officers were sitting here.

"Strictly speaking, it's just a suspicion." Mizumayuki explained: "But I personally feel... Haha, after all, the suspect's fingerprints have already appeared on the murder weapon, and the victim's blood was found near the suspect's residence. The clothes also had the suspect's fingerprints on them."

"It's a sure thing to say that." Uncle Maori thought for a while and came to the same conclusion as Mizumayuki.

"Impossible, my brother can't kill!" Enomoto Azusa argued loudly and excitedly: "And last night, my brother called me and was very excited to say that he didn't do it, he didn't know how to operate it at all. Rifles, etc."

"Have you made a call?" Uncle Maori's attention was not on the content.

"I did make a call." Mizumayuki nodded: "Unfortunately, because there was no preparation in advance, the call was quickly hung up, and we were not able to locate the suspect's location."

"That's really a pity." Uncle Maori said regretfully.

"Have you listened to me? My brother doesn't know how to operate a rifle at all. He learned to use a shotgun!" Azusa Enomoto found herself being ignored and jumped in a hurry.

Mizumazuki shrugged. He deliberately did not make it clear that although the weapon was a rifle, the method of use was not to shoot the killer with the rifle, but to use the rifle as a stick to smash the dead to death.

"Maybe I know something about this?" At this time, a man with glasses came from behind the crowd, as if he had heard the conversation before them.

"Who are you?" Uncle Maori asked bluntly.

"May I ask who you are?" Mizumayuki's questioning rules are much more formulaic.

"This is Mr. Harai, my brother's colleague and good friend." Azusa Enomoto introduced.

"Here is Touji River. I heard about that guy. I remembered that he also has a younger sister who works here, so I came over to have a look." The man with glasses said.

"By the way, are you a police officer?" asked Kalai Touji.

"I'm a policeman. I'm here to ask Miss Xiao Zi if she has any clues. These are people who live nearby." Mizumayue's hand gestures behind her back gave the other police officers instructions not to move around. Of course, he wouldn't tell him about the ambush and surveillance when he met a person. Uncle Mouri and Conan themselves saw that there was no way to do it. Of course, other people who didn't know the details couldn't talk nonsense.

"What did you mean when you said you know what?" Mizumayuki asked.

"Isn't that the manager's rifle? There's actually a reason for that idiot's fingerprints on it. Last time we were at the manager's house, that idiot who was irredeemably obsessed with guns saw the manager's new I bought a rifle, and I rushed over to watch it for a long time, and I was excited to look inside from the muzzle to observe the rifling inside, I think the fingerprints were stained at that time, right?" Helai Toji said disdainfully.

"It's possible, but at that time there was no conflict between the incident and the crime. Of course, I will write it down." Mizuma Yue nodded and said, "Thank you for the clues you provided."

"Shuijian, what does the **** clothes found near Miss Xiaozi's brother's house look like?" Uncle Maori asked suddenly.

"I have a photo here, I was going to bring it to Miss Xiao Zi to see, but Miss Xiao Zi doesn't have a special impression of this shirt, please take a look." Mizumayue turned around and took out the photo from her bosom: " What? Does Mr. Maury want to have a hand in this?"

"Don't say it so ugly? I know you are very disgusted by detectives interfering indiscriminately, but our family and Miss Xiao Zi are friends. It's not too much to participate in this incident as a friend, right?" side said.

"Is the relationship between Uncle Maori and Miss Xiao Zi good?" Mizumayuki asked suddenly in surprise.

"Yes, because I often come here to solve the hunger problem when I don't want to cook, of course I am very familiar with Xiao Zi." Uncle Maori said of course: "Is there anything strange?"

"Uh... It's okay, I just suddenly felt that we should have a good relationship. I hope Mr. Maori will never treat me as a friend." Mizumayue waved her hand and said.

"Wow! What do you mean, kid? Are you saying that I am a bad person who will have misfortunes wherever I go, and because I told me about my friends, Miss Zi's brother was also involved in misfortune, right?" Uncle Maori understood With the meaning of Mizumayuki, the hair was fried all at once.

"No, no, no!" Mizuma Yue waved her hand indifferently, and said in her heart, "That is the argument of Senior Momo. I know that Conan is actually the culprit."

But the reason why Mizuma Tsuki is surprised is because if Azusa Enomoto and the Mouri family have a good relationship, it means that she is a person with a certain plot in the "original book". According to the needs of the plot, there should be no incident around her. real misfortune.

In other words, the idea that Azusa Enomoto has been insisting on may be right, and the murderer is really not from Enomoto Sugi.

Since he is not from Enomoto Sugi, who is the murderer? Mizuki turned around and subconsciously glanced at Toji Kalai.

Toji Karai seemed to have just whispered something to Azusa Enomoto, and was walking away from her.

"What did Mr. Kaurai just say?" After Kaurai Touji left, Mizuma Yue walked towards Enomoto Azusa and asked bluntly.

"It's just some other private matter, it has nothing to do with my brother's case!" Azusa Enomoto shook his head.

"Please tell me." Mizuki insisted.

"Hey! It's a girl's ****, you are too much a man!" Enomoto Azusa said with a blushing face.

"But Mr. Harai is also a man, right?" Mizumayuki had a "you're teasing me" expression.

"What about the police officer who spied on me last night?" Azusa Enomoto changed the subject bluntly.

"Of course I went home for a break after changing shifts. Do you have anything to do with them?" Mizumayuki didn't point it out, but followed Enomoto Azusa's words.

If Enomoto Azusa didn't want to say anything, then Mizuma Tsuki couldn't get the right answer no matter how much he asked, and he threatened with arrogance like before, but this would make Enomoto Azusa think about the opposite more quickly - it might be Toru Kaurai. So now I can only keep an eye on Azusa Enomoto to see what little tricks she and Kaurai Toji want to do.

"A police officer helped me stop a thief who was stealing a bag last night, but I didn't have a chance to say thank you yesterday. I thought I would say thank you when I was at the cafe today." Azusa Enomoto explained.

"Then wait for them to change shifts later. They should come in the afternoon." Mizumayuki said casually, "Which police officer are you talking about?" He hadn't heard anyone mention this.

"I don't know his name yet, it's the policeman with a little stature and long hair." Azusa Enomoto gestured at the policeman's height.

"It should be Yuuki Kenji... Well, it looks like you can't wait for him." Mizumayuki sighed.

Enomoto Zi suddenly became nervous: "What happened to him?"

"Calm down, calm down." Shui Jianyue said with tears in her eyes, "That second-hand guy caught a cold last night and asked for leave in the middle of the night because of the cold."

"Could it be...?" Enomoto Azusa suddenly revealed an expression of self-blame.

Mizumayue understood this look, realized that she said something she shouldn't have said, and quickly remedied: "Don't worry, it's not your responsibility, it's the police's job to guard outside~www.wuxiaspot.com~others The police officers were sitting very warmly inside the police officers, and only Yan Er took off their jackets and ran around outside."

"I haven't picked up Conan's juice yet, and Mr. Mouri's coffee, goodbye." Azusa Enomoto didn't know if she heard it, so she turned and left.

Mizumazuki shrugged, pulled out a chair next to Uncle Maori and sat down, calling for another waiter to ask for a cup of coffee.

"Don't Mr. Maori have any good ideas?" Uncle Maori returned the photo of the blood-clothed clothes to Mizumayue, and Mizumayue asked.

"There are some doubts, but this time I'm not a detective, I'm just a friend of Miss Xiao Zi. I just read, don't ask, just listen and don't talk." Uncle Maoli smiled.

"But..." As soon as Uncle Mouri finished speaking, Conan had something to say, but he held back under the double gaze of Uncle Mouri and Mizumayuki.

'Strange that dress is not right! ' Conan thought silently: 'The blood splattered after shooting is definitely not like this, but... That Mizuma Yue shouldn't have noticed this! What was he thinking about? Or does he know why? ’

'The appearance of the uncle is not quite right. Since he said that just now, he must have discovered this, but why not ask? Is it really because you only want to watch the whole thing because you only play as a friend? ’

When Conan fell into deep thought, Mizumayuki took out a pen and paper to write and draw.

Since ninety-nine percent of the murderers in the case are not from Enomoto Sugi, the current suspects are Toji Kaurai and the deceased's wife Keiko Toira, because Toji Kaurai had suspiciously contacted Azusa Enomoto, so he should be considered first. question of suspicion.

Using the most stupid basic method, Mizumayuki scribbled down on the paper a large array of techniques that could be used from the perspective of Toji Kaurai.

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