After the rain stopped, two teachers, Yuan Huaiyu and Kobayashi Chengzi, walked for more than ten minutes with the five children from the Youth Detective Team, then crossed a level crossing and stopped at an ordinary-looking building.
in front of a two-storey apartment building.
"It seems like this is it..."
Teacher Xiaolin once again confirmed the address sent by the other party and said with some hesitation.
"It's not a mansion..."
"Just an ordinary apartment..."
The three little ones sighed dejectedly, with obvious disappointment in their expressions.
"It seems there are no photographers, and there won't be any announcers..." Conan said weakly, looking up at the apartment in front of him.
Given his family background, he didn't care that much about whether the other party was rich. If his friends weren't very interested, he might not have come.
"Oh, it's okay!" Teacher Xiao Lin immediately reassured the children and said, "This way you won't be too nervous during the interview, right?"
"Teacher, did that writer really say he wanted to interview us at home?" Conan didn't feel so optimistic about the upcoming interview. "The place he lives in seems to be only six tatami mats..."
"No..." Teacher Xiaolin hurriedly explained, "The interview was at a nearby small restaurant... Ah! He said that he would call him when he arrived at the nearby bus stop!"
The breeze after the rain blew, and there was a brief silence among the others.
"There's no need to make a call." Yuan Huaiyu looked at Teacher Xiaolin who was about to take out his mobile phone and made a call, and said with a smile, "We're already here, why not just accept the interview at the freelance writer's home."
"That's right..." Teacher Xiaolin nodded.
The group of people walked up to the second floor together. Ayumi was no longer disappointed and said with excitement: "He will definitely be shocked when we suddenly come here."
"Yes, yes!" Mitsuhiko agreed.
Ding dong——
Xiaolin Chengzi came to the door of the room and rang the doorbell. But after ringing it several times, no one opened the door.
"Huh? Aren't you at home?" Teacher Xiao Lin murmured.
Conan immediately pointed to the door: "No, today's morning paper is still stuffed in the mailbox. Maybe he hasn't gotten up yet?"
"Really, what time is it? You are such an unreliable adult..."
Genta complained while reaching out his hand to try to turn the door handle.
But what everyone didn't expect was that the door was opened all of a sudden.
The next second, when everyone subconsciously looked inside the apartment, except for Yuan Huaiyu, who had been mentally prepared, everyone else had expressions of horror on their faces.
In the living room of the apartment, which was not spacious, a man wearing a black vest was sitting against the wall with his head covered in blood. He seemed to be dead.
"It's really... expected..." Yuan Huaiyu couldn't help but sigh.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Ayumi lived up to expectations and instantly burst into a piercing scream.
"Mr. Sugimori?!" Teacher Xiaolin panicked and wanted to rush in to see what was going on.
"Wait a minute. Teacher Xiaolin, don't go in yet."
Yuan Huaiyu immediately stopped her.
Conan also stopped in front of her, and rushed into the room with Yuan Huaiyu while saying, "Yes! Teacher, you can't go in!"
Haiyuan Ai immediately explained from the side: "The teacher has met him before. If your hair falls in this room, there is no guarantee that you will not be suspected!"
Mitsuhiko turned to look at Teacher Xiaolin: "Anyway, please ask the teacher to call the ambulance and the police first!"
"Uh...okay!"
But as soon as she took out her mobile phone, she heard Yuan Huaiyu in the room say: "No need to call an ambulance! The body is completely stiff... the time of death should be more than half a day."
While Conan confirmed Yuan Huaiyu's judgment, he looked at the desk phone with scattered blood on the side and frowned.
Xiaolin Chengzi called the police station, and suddenly she had an illusion in her heart - Teacher Yuan aside, these children seemed to be much calmer than her when they encountered murder cases?
It’s as if they have experienced murder scenes many times...
…
"The deceased is Mr. Masato Sugimori, 32 years old..."
As expected, the person who came was the chubby Memu Police Department. He looked at Teacher Xiaolin solemnly and asked: "You are a freelance writer by profession, right?"
"Yes, yes..." Teacher Xiaolin nodded nervously.
She explained to the Memu Police Department: "We made an appointment to meet today, and he said he wanted to interview the children..."
"Did you see this scene after you arrived?" Mu Mu Police Department turned its attention to Yuan Huaiyu.
When he received the call that there was a murder, Mumu Police Department felt a little heavy and worried, but when he arrived at the scene and saw the familiar figure of Yuan Huaiyu, he immediately felt relieved.
If the first discoverer of the body is Mr. Yuan, then he should be able to find clues at the scene very soon - the Megure Police Department thinks that he should be able to lie down today.
"Well, that's right." Yuan Huaiyu nodded, "According to Teacher Xiaolin, he came to the school in person the evening before yesterday and asked for an interview. She also called Mr. Shansen yesterday morning. Teacher Xiaolin, do you remember the specific date?
What time is it?”
The first thing they have to do now is to determine the approximate time of death, which can effectively narrow down the scope of the hunt.
"Wait, let me see, it should be the break of the third period..." Teacher Xiaolin looked through his communication records, "11:22 in the morning."
"In other words, this murder actually happened after this..."
Just as the Memu Police Department was about to continue making inferences, they heard Takagi Wataru's voice.
"Police Department! The murder weapon seems to be the tripod used for this camera!"
After checking the murder weapon, the Mumu Police Department squatted in front of the body and said: "Well, if you were able to enter the room and beat him to death, it is most likely that an acquaintance committed the crime..."
Officer Takagi also nodded: "Yes, since the deceased is a writer, anyone who has been interviewed is also suspected..."
"That's right. A writer may write something and get himself killed..."
The two of them discussed and discussed, but found that there were quite a few people who might have a motive to commit the crime, and they had no clue at the moment.
But it doesn’t matter, there are still people here who can have clues——
"Mr. Yuan, as the person who discovered the scene, have you..."
The two of them turned to look at Yuanhuaiyu together.
Conan on the side twitched the corner of his mouth and said to himself, you are the police, what's going on with this lazy look...
Yuan Huaiyu did not shirk and pointed to the telephone landline next to him.
"The clue is in this landline phone. As for what kind of clue it is, Conan, you should have figured it out, right?"
Conan's mouth twitched again. He knew that the task of guiding the two police officers to locate the suspect was once again shouldered by Mr. Yuan...