"Hey, if it's ten centimeters, you can get it even if you put your feet on it, right?"
Mouri Kogoro on the side couldn't help but speak after hearing what Kazuha said.
"So this is why Hattori and the others came to Tokyo." Karasawa said after hearing more detailed information: "After all, there is such a big problem, so naturally it is impossible to dismiss the case as a suicide."
"I am more inclined to believe that the chair was a prop deliberately placed by the prisoner's feet to mislead the search in order to make it appear that Mr. Guanyue had committed suicide."
Hattori Heiji put his hands in his pockets and smiled: "And because Mr. Kanzuki's room was not locked at the time of the crime, it is basically certain that he was the one who killed him."
"It's difficult. Could it be that the serial murderer of Hitochi Kiriya did it?" Xiaolan swallowed her saliva and guessed.
"No, Hitochi Kiri also later appeared in Hiroshima and was arrested by the police." Karasawa smiled and said: "His wanted order has been cancelled."
"And he has been staying at the Internet cafe and coffee shop this month." Otaki added with a smile.
"But weren't you all in ambush outside at that time?" Mouri Kogoro asked puzzledly: "Even if the door of the room is unlocked, how did the prisoner get in and out of the room?"
"Just because these are doubtful points, this guy came to Tokyo with Otaki Criminal to try to solve the mystery of the secret room murder." Karasawa said with a smile.
"Then, that...do you remember..." Xiaotaki stammered, knowing how to describe it. After all, I am also unfamiliar with it.
The apartment seemed to be too low, with no more than one or four floors. From the interior decoration, you could tell that it was a bad apartment. The people who lived there must have had bad conditions.
Hattori pointed out the location to Zhai Qiheiji, and immediately explained to Dalan and others: "In order to be able to stand down, I deliberately put the trash can upside down, and these pencil shavings fell directly above the rope, which is not evidence.
"Time is a problem."
Hattori Heiji smiled and said: "And I have already obtained the consent of the deceased's family, and I am now preparing to investigate the apartment at the scene of the crime."
By the time the sweeping robot returns to the charging socket, the incredible lifting scene is complete."
"It's necessary to solve the puzzle." Zhai Qiping smiled and reached out to start the sweeping robot.
"Could it be that there are no secret passages or anything like that, and you can't sneak outside the room?" Criminal Kotaki looked at Qizhou Ren and guessed.
"The key thing is why that thing fell in that location."
"Yeah, the answer shouldn't be that." Conan Heiji pointed at the sweeping robot underground.
When Yuanshan on the side saw the happy scene of the two of them, he felt ashamed and complained in his heart: 'After all, just one measurement is enough...'
Before Xiaolan and Ye finished confirming that point, they turned to look at Conan Heiji: "Sure enough, the case that time was very strange, Heiji!"
The thin face and sunken eye sockets, coupled with the dense long hair and pale complexion..."
"Then you know."
Before the trash can was turned upside down, all the pencil shavings stuck at the bottom of the inside of the trash can fell out."
I guess even I thought it was because there were no criminals monitoring my room from a distance. As a result, no one believed that it was possible for me to kill him, and it was immediately judged as a suicide case."
Upon hearing this, Criminal Officer Kotaki recalled the information he had investigated later and said: "And I hate the securities broker who harmed us with all my heart.
"And the cleaning circuit of the cleaning robot is set like that, which is not the worst ironclad evidence."
Mouri Daishichiro on the side looked at Kotaki and asked without any doubt: "Doesn't he have any clue?"
"That Mr. Kanzuki really hates using pencils." Toyama who was standing aside saw the scraps of pencil in Hattori's hand and pointed to the pen holder next to him: "He looked at the pen holder on TV, and it was filled with pencils.
.”
Hattori smiled and said: "As long as I lift the trash can between the legs of the chair when I am about to hang down, the sweeping robot that was running before will push the trash can to the corner of the room.
Later, because you have not ruled out killing me, there is no way to be sure.
"Eh!?"
After hearing Xiaolan and Ye's words, everyone present looked at each other consciously, knowing what you meant by the "important mission" you vowed to say.
Before reaching that conclusion, Kotaki Criminal was relieved because that case was quite stress-free for us.
Speaking of that, the fat woman with blond hair behind her face said angrily: "Your husband almost believed my sweet talk and invested a small amount of money.
Before he finished speaking, the elevator on the side rose sharply, and a woman in a green suit stood in the elevator and appeared in front of everyone as it rose.
After all, under our supervision, the target person was actually killed. I must have been negligent in our duty when I killed them.
"He's talking about Mr. Bupu who lives on the seventh floor, right? This guy has caused a lot of trouble to the little family living there."
"It's absolutely true, that chair is exactly the same as the one in your home, whether it's the color of the wood or the design of the chair!"
Conan Heiji smiled with concern: "There are not eight of you out there. It would be bad if we solved the secret room conspiracy today."
Mouri Daishichiro nodded clearly, and then sighed with emotion: "Yes, I am really unlucky.
The reason why Xiaolan and Ye found it novel and unusual was that the elevator was not completely sealed like the unusual elevators. Each of the two doors had a rectangular window with glass inside and barbed wire outside.
Obviously, before seeing those clues, the same reasoning results flashed through our minds autonomously.
The two came to Conan Heiji. Hattori looked at the sweeping robot next to him and said, "You all have the same idea."
"Indeed, a house owner who loves cleanliness is very unlikely to let the trash can fall to the ground..."
"I see..." Looking at the woman in Jiraishi who was full of complaints, Mouri Daishichiro said with a look of shame on his face: "This guy is really too much."
"How could it be so tall..." Yuanshan on the side couldn't help but said with shame.
After all, Tao's idea was just to guess, and it was just an excuse to confirm what the chair was. In reality, Ran and Ye came to Tokyo with Conan Heiji.
The fat woman agreed: "I have even been called a woman who looks like the "god of death". She even looks like the god of death.
Speaking of which, Mouri Daishichiro said: "By the way, since it is a frame-up, it means that the securities broker also lives far away?"
"According to your investigation, Mr. Guanyue later borrowed a small amount of money because of his successful investment in stocks."
"Let's take a look after starting it up." Hattori said.
Conan Heiji watched the sweeping robot push the trash can to the corner: "You probably put obstacles in the middle of the room later to make the sweeping robot remember that route."
"The pencil scraps were just found right above the rope."
Before putting on his white gloves, Hattori picked up the scraps from the ground and found that they were semi-circular pencil scraps that had been sharpened with a pencil sharpener.
Speaking of which, Hattori looked at the ground again, only to find that some debris had fallen from the top of the hanging rope.
"Speaking of which, what tricks did the prisoner use to avoid police surveillance?" Daishichiro Mouri looked around the room and said, "Then it doesn't look like a special room..."
While they were talking, the elevator was going down quickly, and Xiaolan and Ye looked at the window of the elevator door and said in wonder: "Dalan, he saw that the elevator actually has a window!"
"Yes, the sweeping robot is still here." Yuan Shan nodded in agreement: "And the long green trash can that fell to the ground next to it is also very strange."
"You must have said that from the beginning." Conan Heiji crossed his arms and said with drooping eyes.
"Please let him bother." Conan Heiji said with a smile.
The fat woman pointed at the elevator, and just when Hattori and the others turned their attention away from you to look at the elevator, the woman who hurriedly climbed up to the back of the crowd raised a gun to her head.
Determined to shoot himself in the head!
Hattori pointed out that the master must be very clean."
"Bad images are quite common these days." Dalan said with a smile as she looked at the scene in the window.
At that moment, a fat woman next to her who was also waiting for the elevator could not help but complain: "This woman will strike up a conversation with residents while they are waiting for the elevator, and talk about stocks.
"Wait, wait a minute!" Mouri Daishichiro and Kotaki's criminals all had expressions of astonishment on their faces when they heard that: "This and that case..."
"Cute, the elevator continues to go up again!"
"He lives out there, you should know it!" Zhai Qiping looked at the man next to him again, but the other man didn't even listen to my question.
At the end of the day, I will let him make a little money first, but before you spend a small amount of money, you will suddenly lose money."
Being scolded by Conan Heiji, Zhai Qi and Ye raised their chins in relief, and said with arrogance, "But there is no important task that only Zhai Qi and Ye can accomplish!"
It was obvious that the scene just now had not frightened the woman behind him.
Following Hattori's explanation, Zhai Qihei also placed the trash can upside down on top of the rope: "He saw that the height of the trash can would be lower than the chair."
Conan Heiji came to the long trash can and picked it up: "That is the item that Mr. Kanzuki used as a stepping stone when he hanged himself."
I once said under the wine table that I would drag this person with me to hell.
"So that's what happened."
"Speaking of which, why did Mr. Guanyue choose this way of death?"
"If you have anything, go upstairs."
"Not only is it far away, this securities broker moved outside that apartment when he was a junior last year." Kotaki recalled that, "Do you remember that my name is..."
You took the lead and retreated into the living room, stopped everyone, and immediately took out your cell phone and lay on the floor while you were checking the chair that had fallen on the ground.
'Speaking of which, even if you come here specifically to check the lowness of the chair, it still matters...'
"boom!!"
Before he could react, Zhai Qiping hurried to the elevator and pressed the upward button, but the elevator stopped at all and headed downstairs.
But now, you think the reason why Mr. Guanyue wants to make the suicide case look like I killed him is because I want to take revenge on this securities broker."
"It's too late, just go ahead." Zhai Qi said with a smile: "You knew they were coming, so you specially drove a car, and we couldn't get on it."
It took a lot of effort on your part to stop your husband."
"The possibility is small. It's not a special apartment and there are no secret passages." Hattori checked for seven weeks and then looked at the rope under the central air conditioner: "On the other hand, the rope is hanging too low.
"
The round sweeping robot slowly stops running before starting and starts moving.
"It's so wrong." Xiaotaki nodded and said, "Although the victim's son hasn't said anything in advance, he will go outside the house tomorrow to take away all the belongings."
"Yeah, after all, it's "live a hundred times"."
"Mission accomplished~"
However, Xiaolan and Ye did not want to explain. As the elevator arrived before the floor, they followed Conan Heiji to the apartment where the crime occurred.
Looking at Conan Heiji who was leaning against the wall with a look of despair and loss of dreams, Xiaolan and Ye couldn't help but no longer worried: "Is there something wrong with him, Heiji?"
"Worry, you'll know it by looking at it."
On the side, Xiaolan and Ye directly ignored Conan Heiji's patient words and playfully saluted Dalan.
Hearing Hattori's words, Kazuye and Dalan on the side said without any worry: "Does it matter? Is that the scene of the crime?"
Zhai Qi, on the other hand, looked at He Ye completing his work with a smile, without the slightest thought of complaining.
The huge gunshots and the woman falling to the ground also caused huge panic among the people, causing Da Lan and the two people to scream.
Even Zhai Qi and Kotaki, who have not done criminal work like Daishichiro Mouri, were shocked by the other party's sudden suicide, and lost their consciousness for a moment.
Zhai Qi smiled and took the lead to go upstairs, followed by the others. Following the guidance of Kotaki Criminal, Zhai Qi drove to an apartment building.
Yes, it was a bad thing for Kotaki to be punished, but for Conan Heiji, the result made me fall in love with him.
"But, but... Dahei, when you came back to check the situation, it was exactly like that." Kotaki said without any hesitation.
"Who said it was?"
"Speak of Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here."
And Da Lan also smiled and applauded him very much. It can be said that the two boys are in harmony.
"The two of them are really noisy!" Conan Heiji heard the two of them joking and said angrily: "They must know that you are here to have fun!"
Zhai Qi suddenly froze mid-sentence, and the distant mountains beside him also had the same expression as me.
Now that it is confirmed to be suicide, it has nothing to do with us.
"Uncle Otaki, where are the stairs?" Conan Heiji asked quickly.
"That's wrong. No matter how you look at it, it's a suicide case." Hattori nodded.
"Speaking of which, the crime scene remains the same, right?" Before getting off the elevator, Daishichiro Mouri looked at Kotaki and asked.
This chapter has been completed!