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Chapter 116 Let me in!

Shiraishi looked around at the building, trying to find an open window to slip in. But at this moment, an anxious "Sachiko!" suddenly came from above his head.

When he looked up, he saw Yamashiro Kenji floating outside the third floor, looking anxiously at the scene inside.

The window where Kenji Yamashiro is located is the window of the corridor on the third floor, and three or four meters further to the side is the window of Isao Ikemura's study.

Hearing his shouting in such a hurry, Shiraishi didn't know what was going on. He looked at the old tree next to him and used his extraordinary skills to climb up the tree to a higher branch.

After standing firm, Shiraishi rubbed the moss off his paws with the dry bark above and looked out the window.

Yamashiro Sachiko stood at the door of Ikemura Isao's study, knocking on the door.

The windows in the corridor and study room were tightly closed, and the sound insulation was quite good. Fortunately, in this form, Shiraishi's hearing was sensitive. After listening for a while, Shiraishi heard that it was Yamashiro Sachiko who wanted to enter the study, but Ikemura Isao was not in the mood to see her.

Yamashiro Sachiko was holding something in her hand. Judging from the occasional slender reflection, it looked like a needle.

There was also a ball of fishing line in her pocket. As she knocked on the door, some of the coil came out of the pocket, and was soon discovered by Sachiko Yamashiro, who reached out and pressed it deeper.

After knocking for a while, it seemed that it would be suspicious to keep doing it. Yamashiro Sachiko looked ugly and left unwillingly.

Bai Shi hung in a tree branch, trying to figure out what she had done just now, but he felt that the expression looked like a murderer's face.

Yamashiro Kenji, the father, has a very good intuition. His daughter seems to really want to cause trouble.

...Fortunately, Ikemura Isao didn't open the door, so Yamashiro Sachiko couldn't reach him, so there was no need to worry about her being arrested for murder for the time being.

Shiraishi breathed a sigh of relief. He originally wanted to continue looking for a way to sneak into Ikemura's house, but before going down, he thought about it and felt that he had already climbed up. It would be better to see if Ikemura Isao had honestly prepared an apology letter.

The tree in Chicun's yard is old and has many branches, making it very convenient for cats to patrol.

Shiraishi followed a few branches and jumped to the branches outside Ikemura Isao's study. Looking inside, he saw the fat uncle frowning and reading an old newspaper on the table.

The front page is a report on the arrest of Kenji Yamashiro twenty years ago. In the past, this newspaper was a meritorious work secretly collected by Isao Ikemura, but now, as the evidence was picked out one by one by anonymous people, it was placed on his desk.

, Ikemura Isao began to panic.

...There are many things that only he and Kenji Yamashiro know, but that mysterious man was able to collect them all smoothly, as if there were ghosts and gods helping him.

"So this is how it feels to be cornered, haha... Could it be that you are cursing me?" Isao Ikemura stared at Kenji Yamashiro's face in the newspaper with a gloomy expression.

After sitting stiffly for a moment, he suddenly stood up, grabbed the newspaper, apology letter, and copies of the evidence, and stuffed them into the shredder next to him.

After returning to the desk, Isao Ikemura took out an unknown pill from the drawer and threw it into the coffee cup.

Isao Ikemura is accustomed to drinking a cup of hot coffee prepared by his wife before going to work every day.

Unexpectedly, today I sat comfortably in the study, and before I even drank my coffee, I saw a pile of evidence of his crime on the table, as well as the threats left by the other party.

Let alone drinking coffee, Ikemura Isao was so anxious that he couldn't even eat. He kept sitting here and thinking hard about countermeasures, but there was no way - even if he wanted to silence him, he didn't know who to kill.

The coffee had long since cooled down, and the deadly pill was slowly dissolving in it.

Ikemura Isao held the handle of the coffee cup, thinking about Kenji Yamashiro, suddenly took a deep breath, and said fiercely: "Don't think you won. You died so early, but in the past twenty years, I have been prosperous and prosperous, and even married you.

That beautiful wife...this life is worth it!"

Then he picked up the coffee and drank it in one gulp under Shiraishi's stunned gaze.

"..." He would rather commit suicide than apologize, and even make a wave of ridicule before his death. This is such a suffocating operation.

Ikemura Isao gradually became motionless. Shiraishi looked at him for a while, and suddenly remembered something. He turned his head and looked to the side, and saw Yamashiro Kenji floating dully outside the window, as if his whole body had been struck by lightning.

It's too bad, I shouldn't have let it follow...

Baishi looked at the entrusted soul sympathetically and felt that he should comfort him with a few words, but he didn't know what to say at the moment.

Thinking that the cat's form couldn't speak human words, Shiraishi finally gave up and let him digest it on his own.

This big tree happened to be planted at the corner of the house. Bai Shi followed the branches and looked at the two walls on the second and third floors.

However, Isao Ikemura may have learned a lesson from the mysterious man who broke into the study. Today, all the windows are closed. The vents are also nailed very firmly and cannot be removed without professional tools.

Bai Shi was sitting on a branch, feeling a little worried, when he suddenly heard a noise at the front door.

It stepped on the branches and ran over to take a look, and happened to see a few familiar people entering Chicun's house under the leadership of Chicun Gongjiang.

Shiraishi began to think.

——Conan, Hattori and Mouri Kogoro gathered together, and there happened to be a dead person in the study. According to the law of mutual attraction between detectives and murder cases, they would definitely go to Isao Ikemura's room.

If we can find a way to get them to put the cat in, they can keep an eye on the situation at close range and deal with any issues at any time.

Thinking this, Shiraishi jumped back to the study window again.

On the way upstairs, Conan and his party met everyone in Chicun's family. They introduced each other and exchanged greetings...so much so that Shiraishi hung on the tree and waited for a few minutes before finally hearing someone coming at the door of the study.

Chimura Gongjie knocked on the door, but her husband had already passed away, so of course no one opened the door.

Kimura Chimura actually has a pair of study room keys.

She expressed doubts about her husband locking the door, then opened the door with the key and walked into the study.

The detective and his four family members also followed into the room. They glanced at Isao Ikemura, who was leaning on his desk as if he was sleeping. They quickly turned their attention away from the Mediterranean man and looked at the luxurious bookcases in the room and the books on them.

Hardcover books and ornaments.

Ikemura Koe walked next to Ikemura Isao, as if he wanted to shake him up. However, after seeing her actions, Shiraishi outside the window suddenly stood up.

——Ikemura Gongjie actually held a needle in his hand. She used a shaking motion to stab the needle heavily behind Ikemura Gongjie's ear.

After staying for a moment, Chimura Gongjiang secretly pulled out the needle and threw it to the ground. Then, she pushed it hard.

Ikemura Isao's fat body suddenly fell to the side. As Ikemura Kojie shouted in horror, "Honey!", the other four people in the room suddenly turned their heads and looked at the fresh corpse.

Shiraishi was stunned by this series of coquettish moves, and thanks to this crucial move, the relevant case information appeared in his mind as if a floodgate had been opened.

In the room, Hattori Heiji briefly checked and soon found that Ikemura Isao was dead.

From the needles that fell to the ground, the small red dots behind the ears of the deceased, and the dead state of the body, he further concluded that the person was poisoned by needle pricks, and Conan also made the same conclusion.

When the two reasoning machines started running, Maori Kogoro and Mao Lilan also performed their respective duties - the former prevented the Ikemura family who heard the sound from entering the crime scene, and the latter quickly dialed the police number.

While waiting for the police to arrive, Hattori Heiji began to reason.

The four of them watched the door of the study open with their own eyes. In other words, if an outsider sneaked in and committed a crime, the window would become the most likely point of entry.

Hattori Heiji turned his head thoughtfully and saw Mao Lilan standing by the window, reaching out as if to open the window.

However, thinking that this was a crime scene, she hesitated and stopped, her hand hanging in front of the switch.

"Don't destroy the scene!" Hattori Heiji immediately went over to stop him. After walking next to Mao Lilan, he looked out the window and was startled, understanding why the girl suddenly wanted to open the window.

A small black cat was curled up on the narrow window sill, its ears drooped, a pair of cat eyes looking straight at Mao Lilan, and meowing at her from time to time. It looked like it couldn't get down after climbing up, and it looked like it was getting worse.

How pitiful, how pitiful.

Hattori Heiji took a look at it twice and felt a strange urge to open the window and let it in.

But he soon came to his senses and dissuaded Mao Lilan, who couldn't help but reach out to the window again: "You can't destroy the scene, and this is a cat. This is only the third floor!"

"Although the possibility of falling to death is relatively low, the third floor is also very dangerous." Conan looked at Mao Lilan's anxious look and turned to look at the window sill. He pointed to a few less obvious cat paw prints on the outer window sill.

"It seems like there's something on its paws?"

"Mud and moss." Hattori Heiji took a closer look and then looked at the big tree outside the window. "When I entered the door, I saw someone watering the turf. It must have slipped into the yard and climbed up the tree.

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"In other words, if someone sneaked in through the window, they would be stained with these things, but there would be no traces except cat paw prints on the window sill."

Conan pressed his somewhat groggy head and concluded: "The window is also locked very firmly. I think the priority should be given to whether the murderer came in through the study door."

"...The little brat knows a lot, but he's a good candidate to be a detective."

Hattori Heiji looked at Maori Ran and then at the cat, always feeling like he had become a villain.

What Conan said did make sense. Hattori Heiji thought for a moment and said: "Before opening the window, remember to take a photo of the original appearance. Also, go find a bag and close it after you bring it in. Don't let it go anywhere.

Trampling randomly.”

After all, Shiraishi was not a serious detective. After Hattori Heiji rushed over and heard his words just now, Shiraishi realized that he had forgotten to consider protecting the crime scene.

But fortunately... In this Ke Xue world where elementary school students can go shopping at crime scenes and often touch evidence, cats seem to have some privileges.

As for the bag Hattori Heiji mentioned...

Innocent, are cats that easy to catch?

Baishi glanced at the study door, estimated the distance, and secretly sharpened his claws on the window sill.


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