"Oh, I'm looking at the chandelier on the ceiling. This decoration style is a bit like a case recorded by my senior sister." Shiraishi fooled him casually.
Afterwards, he asked the Memu Police Department a series of questions surrounding the case.
But after asking for a long time, I could not successfully receive the task.
Shiraishi thought for a while, suppressed his shame, and said some secondary lines such as "Leave this case to me."
Unfortunately, it still has no effect - the taskbar is empty.
...If the conversation continues, even someone as rough as the Memu Police Department will definitely be able to sense something is wrong.
Shiraishi could only let him go in disappointment. How should he accept the mission? Did he really have to pick the F key and bring him over?
However, thinking of the keyboard, Shiraishi suddenly had an idea.
He took the temporarily borrowed camera and walked to a place with few people. He squatted down and pretended to take pictures, but in fact he opened the light screen and looked at the initial interface.
Shiraishi remembered that on the initial interface, there would be a stick figure representing himself, and at the same time, a terrain map within a certain range around the character would also be displayed.
At this time, a model of Okino Yoko's family was spread out on the light screen.
Behind the stick figure representing the white stone, there is a brown stick figure sitting on a chair, with a bubble exclamation point shining on its head.
There is a door.
Shiraishi's eyes lit up, and he raised his hand and secretly poked the stickman.
The brown stickman shook its head, and after a moment, the bubble on its head slowly expanded, elongating into a rectangular task box.
[Tonight, the unknown Maori Detective Agency was lucky enough to receive a commission:
Popular idol Okino Yoko is very distressed. In the past month, she felt like someone was following her.
This is not an illusion - since two weeks ago, she has received many secretly photographed photos. Threatening letters are often stuffed into the cracks of her door, and unpleasant silent phone calls always come at midnight...
…
A week ago, the situation became more serious. Yoko Okino found that the drawers at home had been messed up and the furniture had been moved.
Only then did she realize that the invisible follower had unknowingly invaded her home. Perhaps he was hiding behind the curtains, in the closet, under the edge of the bed... admiring her frightened look.
——The idol's experience made her fan boy Mouri Kogoro feel angry, and he readily accepted the commission.
However, following Okino Yoko to her apartment, when she opened the door, what greeted the detective was not the idol's pink and cute room.
But the body of a strange man lying across the hall]
【mission target:】
The whole page ends abruptly here.
Shiraishi scanned down and realized that because there were too many words, the dialog box had reached the bottom of the screen, and the content behind it had been turned over.
...It would be nice to put the words "Mission Objective" at the end, but it seems a bit uncomfortable to just leave them hanging like this."
Shiraishi pressed the page turn button, and while waiting for the page to refresh, he searched through memories from his elementary school days, trying to remember who the prisoner was.
——First of all, exclude Okino Yoko. In the original work, this idol appeared frequently, so she must not have been caught.
The only ones left are Okino Yoko's manager Yamagishi Eiichi and Ikezawa Yuko who appeared here inexplicably.
When the police officer questioned Ikezawa Yuko just now, Shiraishi also overheard and learned that she was an artist who debuted at the same time as Okino Yoko, and the two of them were usually at odds with each other.
The behavior of dropping an earring next to the body, running away when seeing the police, and not saying what she was doing here made Yuko Ikezawa even more suspicious.
It's so suspicious, so it shouldn't be the murderer... Baishi silently crossed her out.
The only ones left seemed to be thin brokers.
After making his initial guess, Shiraishi came back to his senses and looked at the taskbar again.
Originally, he thought that the mission goal would be to "rescue innocent people who were wrongly accused of being murderers" or "find the real murderers."
After taking a closer look, the words were:
[Free the wandering souls riddled with resentment]
"?" Bai Shi was startled.
...In the world of scientific reasoning, you actually told me that there are wandering souls?
Under his doubtful gaze, the words on the light screen changed quickly:
[In the eyes of the deceased Fujie Akiyoshi, he was "reborn" after committing suicide.
Please plan a life for him without too many regrets while preventing him from falling. After success, you will cheat #￥%*...and get his soul crystal as reward】
[Coming to the virtual world planning station]
【Countdown:5,4,3,2,1】
"..." What happened to the word "lie" that was silenced mid-sentence? Please explain clearly before leaving!
And...suicide? Fujie Akiyoshi committed suicide?
Before he had time to think more, Shiraishi suddenly felt like he was out of body.
This experience was wonderful, just like the legendary out-of-body experience. At the same time, the scene around him changed rapidly.
Not long after, Bai Shi suddenly sank down. He opened his eyes and looked around, and found that he was standing in an illusory space.
It's like a movie theater without stools.
There was a screen suspended in the air in front of him. Apart from the screen and his location, there was a heart-stopping darkness.
---real world---
After Conan walked around for a few times, he already discovered a lot of doubts.
——When he first entered the house, the air conditioner was turned on very high, blowing warm air. Combined with the vague water stains around the deceased, Conan thought of ice cubes.
In addition, both the manager and Okino Yoko said they did not know the deceased, but when they saw the deceased's appearance, their reactions were too great.
Yuko Ikezawa also had a lot of problems. Except for obvious doubts such as earrings, it could be seen from various details that she was very familiar with Okino Yoko's home. But she said this was her first time here.
Fragmentary clues were pieced together one after another, giving Conan some clues about the voyeurism. However, he still could not deduce who was the murderer.
In search of more clues, Conan began to patrol the living room again.
When his eyes fell next to the fixed line of humanoid traces, Conan paused slightly and noticed the young man living downstairs in his house.
Just now, after overhearing the conversation between Shiraishi and the Megure Police Department and learning that he was a student who came to collect materials and was not a suspect, Conan stopped paying attention to him.
But now, Conan suddenly realized that Shiraishi had been squatting next to the corpse with a camera in hand for a while.
... Are there any details on the floor there that he didn't notice?
Conan walked over curiously and asked in a child's drawn-out voice: "Is there something wrong here?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Conan's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a small trace.
——On the front left side of Shiraishi, there is an inconspicuous dent in the human-shaped coil. The mark is vaguely oval-shaped and about two to three centimeters in length. It looks like it was hit by something heavy.
After staring at the trace for a few seconds, Conan felt like he had found the most crucial piece of the puzzle, and countless clues began to be pieced together in Conan's mind.
...He has completely figured out how the deceased died!
The joy of spelling out the truth made Conan very satisfied.
Not long after he became a child, he instantly forgot his identity and slapped Shiraishi on the shoulder out of habit: "Thank you, it was a big help!"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth and he heard his childish voice, Conan realized something was wrong.
His heart skipped a beat, and he laughed and tried to fool him.
However, the people next to him did not cast a surprised look at him, let alone ask him why he said that.
——Shiraishi closed his eyes, followed the force of being slapped, and fell straight to the side.
Conan was shocked and reflexively pulled him, almost being brought down by Shiraishi.
"...Hey, are you okay!" Conan almost thought that Shiraishi was going to die suddenly on the spot during a performance at such a young age, so he quickly felt for his pulse, then opened Shiraishi's eyelids to take a look, then stretched out his hand to try to breathe... How to check
No problem.
In the end, he could only come to a slightly confused conclusion: "Asleep?"
Are graduate students so stressed? Fortunately, he has no plans to go to graduate school for the time being.
No one else noticed such a big movement.
One is that Conan seems to have a passive skill of "no one can see me at the crime scene", and the other is that everyone else's attention is attracted by Moori Kogoro.
——The middle-aged man twirled his mustache and let out a low laugh, and then he said firmly:
"This time, my reasoning will not be wrong again."
Conan was heartbroken.
On the day he became smaller, after analysis with Dr. Agasa, he believed that only by making the confused detective Mouri Kogoro more famous could he be exposed to more cases and find clues to the black organization.
Now, it is obviously too late to hint at the truth to Kogoro Mouri and let him solve the case himself.
...But even if his reputation cannot increase, he cannot be allowed to tell the wrong truth! His reputation is already bad enough!
what to do……
Suddenly, Conan's eyes fell on Shiraishi, who was "sleeping soundly" next to him.
Conan looked at Shiraishi, then looked down at the bow-tie voice changer on his collar, as if a small light bulb lit up in his head.
At this time, Mouri Kogoro's rich voice sounded: "The murderer is——"
He suddenly turned around and raised his hand, pointing at the suspects with great momentum, and was about to blurt out the answer.
However, another voice suddenly broke in, and then he said: "——It's the deceased himself."
"?"
This nonsensical answer made everyone stunned.
They turned around following the sound and saw Shiraishi sitting on the stool leg in the center of the living room, his head lowered and his eyes buried in deep shadows.
Under the gaze of everyone, "he" spoke again, his voice calm and convincing:
"This is a suicide."
…
In fact, the two cases were mixed together.
The first is the stalking incident - the culprit is Ikezawa Yuko, who wanted to use this method to intimidate Okino Yoko.
This evening, she sneaked into Okino Yoko's house as usual.
But she didn't know that what was different from the past was that this time, she was quietly following another person behind her - Fujie Akiyoshi.
Ikezawa Yuko didn't turn on the light, and her figure and back were very similar to Okino Yoko. Fujie Akiyoshi recognized the wrong person and rushed in excitedly to hug her. Ikezawa Yuko accidentally dropped her earring when she resisted.
Then she escaped from Okino Yoko's house.
Fujie Akiyoshi, who was left behind, thought it was Okino Yoko who rejected him.
Frustrated, in order to retaliate against Okino Yoko, he used ice cubes to hold the kitchen knife tip upward and fixed it on the ground. Then he stood on a chair and fell down with his back to the knife tip, creating the impression that he had been stabbed in his vest and was being stabbed.
The illusion of killing.
Combined with the various traces in the room, this statement is very tenable, but there is still a problem...
Megure Police Department wondered: "Why did the deceased do this? Is he a fanatical fan? Miss Okino, do you really have no impression of him?"
He looked at Okino Yoko and his tone suddenly stopped.
——This lively and lovely idol burst into tears at some point. She covered her face and shrugged her shoulders as she cried.
A group of people looked at her like this and couldn't believe her testimony that she "didn't know the deceased".
The Mumu Police Department became serious: "What is your relationship?"
"I don't know, I really don't know." The manager stood in front of Okino Yoko, struggling desperately.
Okino Yoko slowly lowered her hands covering her face.
She stared down at her toes for a while, and finally made up her mind. When the agent's frightened "No!!" was heard, Okino Yoko whispered in a dreamy voice: