Conan: Open the Door, I’m a Policeman

"I have to go out to sea in this weather, and it's still sunny in the morning." Mizumayuki, who was driving a speedboat, looked up at the cloudy sky, and a little further away, you could see Razer streaking across the sky.

There was no other way. The crime scene was on an isolated island at sea. Since the weather was not so bad that it was difficult to move, it was natural to call the police.

Because the only three-row speedboat that I could find at a time could only hold eight people when squeezed, and it happened that Mizumayuki’s special agent course included speedboat driving, so Mizumayue simply kicked the driver off, and could have one more. The cop is one.

"I asked, in fact, it was still raining just now, but the rain stopped just after we arrived." Nakamura Yan said.

"I wish I could keep going down, so I can justifiably refuse to go forward," Kato Kumanobu complained.

"Kenji, give me a punch." Tsuki Mizuma said indifferently, if it wasn't for Kato Kumashin sitting in the third row out of his reach, he would definitely be happy to crack down on such negative remarks by himself.

"Boom!" Yuuki Kenji showed no mercy at all, and neither the noisy ocean waves nor the roar of the engine blocked the sound of the punch.

"I'm just talking about it casually, as for..." Kato Xiongxin covered his chest and bent into a big shrimp.

"If you talk about it today, you will use your brain tomorrow, and you will give action the day after tomorrow," said Mizumayuki.

"I saw the island." Shiratori wanted to be a peacemaker but didn't dare, so he changed the subject.

"Is it because of the weather? Why do I feel that there is a gloomy atmosphere over the island." Nakamura Yan narrowed his eyes, looking at the island where the crime scene was approaching.

"That's a detective's stinky fart!" Mizumayue said viciously. Before leaving, he received a call from the police chief, and only then did he know that in addition to Conan and Uncle Mouri, there are a lot of so-called high school detectives on the island. .

Kato Kumaxin shrank his neck, and now he knew why he was beaten, it turned out to be due to the bad mood of Mizumayuki.

"Officer Mizuma!" Conan saw Yue Mizuma and others logging in from a distance, and greeted him with a smiley face.

Shiratori looked at his trouser legs with a bitter face, even if he put on his rain boots, he couldn't completely defend against the muddy sand due to the heavy rain.

"Pfft!" Komori Maru jumped off the boat, and another piece of sand fell onto Shiratori's knees.

"This place really doesn't even have a mobile phone signal at all. Thankfully, you can still use the radio to notify the outside." Mizumayue took out her mobile phone and looked at it. As expected, there was no signal at all.

"Fortunately, uncle took a badge before, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to contact you if you go further." Conan spread his hands. Before he came, his Youth Detective Group badge was snatched by Uncle Mouri and played with it. Thanks to his glasses, he can also communicate with other The badge talks and the power is higher than the badge to the badge, so that the distress signal can be sent to the land far across the coast where there is no mobile phone signal.

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense, take me to the scene, and also, how many detectives came in total?" Mizumayue looked up at the building that should belong to the mansion in front of her. The mansion looked dark with the dim lights inside.

"Besides me, I have brother Heiji, brother Hakuba, sister Yueshui from the south, and Yotsuya Toshijin, a detective from the north, who is the dead man. In addition, there is Hiroo Kanao, who is pretending to be the program director. Mr. Renzo Kotani, the host of the mansion." Because there were other police officers there, Conan addressed Hattori Heiji and the others in a milky voice.

Speaking of which, Conan seems to have changed his mind now and has completely defected from the detective camp. In this place where there are four dead, one living and five detectives, he actually chose to do everything possible to call the police when he could enjoy reasoning under the pretext of not having a mobile phone signal.

In fact, it's not that Conan really doesn't want to reason. Conan is considering that they seem to have lost contact with the outside world and the ship is missing. For safety reasons, he tried to contact Uncle Mouri with glasses, and Uncle Mouri didn't have any reasoning at first glance. so I called the police directly.

"Haha~" Nakamura Yan couldn't help but chuckle when he heard Conan's remarks that blatantly counted himself among the detectives, while Shiratori's eyes flickered a few times and remained silent.

In the deceased's room, Shijin Runzai, a high school detective from the north, was sitting on the window sill with blood on his head.

Mizuki looked around the room. It was very simple. It contrasted with the exterior of the mansion. There was only one bed and a set of seats.

There is also a pot of lavender beside the table, and a toolbox beside the lavender. The hammers, saws, and other things are in a mess, and they have obviously been turned over. On the top is a bottle of glue that says woodworking adhesive. A water bottle means this is a woodworking toolbox.

"You're the Mizuma police officer, right? My father told me about you." A young man with light chestnut hair came over and got close to Mizumayuki.

"It's Mr. Baima. After knowing that I was here to deal with the case, the police chief called me specifically." The caller was Detective Baima, the son of the police chief of Baima. Facing the boss's son, Mizuma Yue had to show a cordial expression. smile.

Conan sneaked into the scene and waited for a good show. Needless to say, Mizuma was disgusted with detectives, but Hakuba, the son of the police chief of white horses, was a high school detective, and Conan was very curious.

"Officer Shuijian, my opinion on this incident is..." Sure enough, Detective White Horse wanted to reason.

"Haha~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Baima-jun, we have us in this case. You don't have to take action yourself. After the storm completely subsides, there will be a liaison ship to pick you up." Mizumayue reached out and stopped Baima Tan's words. .

"Don't be like this, Officer Mizuma. Although I am still a high school student, I was already a well-known detective when I was studying in the UK. After returning to Japan, the next commissions were more than 300 large and small. Although the case is still in the fog, at least I won't mislead you with nonsense." Bai Ma Tan took out the aura of an English gentleman and said slowly and methodically.

"No need, you can just stay in the hall and wait for the result, or go back to your room to rest for a while, and I will tell you when you can leave here." Mizuma Yue respects Hakuba Tan in her address. , but the semantics are still driving people.

"Hey, anyway..."

"I advise you to give up." When Hakuba was about to use his father to oppress others, Hattori Heiji walked in and rejoiced in persuading him: "This man is very stubborn, and I was once pushed by him. It's far." Hattori Heiji's father is the head of the Osaka Police Headquarters, and he is on the same level as the Hakuba Police Chief.

"But even if we can't reason, it's not impossible to stay. We are the first to discover people. We can also provide clues by staying here, right?" Bai Ma asked after retreating, thinking that even if he couldn't personally Investigation, as long as you stay here, you can see clues, and when she has fully known the truth, Mizuma Yue will violate the work rules if she does not allow herself to reason.