COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

The efficiency of the FBI was quite good, successfully arresting the fugitive Mr. Mike who tried to defraud the security.

It is exactly the same motive as Shuji Tsushima said.

As a result, Shuji Tsushima became a special detective of the New York Police Department.

Well, there is no shortage of reasons for Haruhiko Oba.

but…

Tsushima Shuji: Mainly because I'm too good

And here in the United States, there are too few detectives.

Unlike neon, high school detectives are everywhere, and private detectives are as numerous as dogs.

But even in down-to-earth New York.

The incidence of cases is not as high as neon.

Perhaps it should be said that there are not as many cases as neon where detectives are used.

The murders here are extraordinarily simple, in a large audience, killing people on the street, and there is no need for detectives to search for the murderer in the vast crowd.

And Neon's murderer will go to great lengths to use all means to cover up his crime.

Therefore, there are not many times when the United States needs Shuji Tsushima to solve the case.

Tsushima Shuji: No wonder there aren't many American detectives.

Just the brain circuits of these murderers...

No detective at all.

Then early this morning, he received a call from the director he had seen last time.

Of course, the other party called Haruhiko Oba, who then handed it over to Shuji Tsushima.

"It's Director Jayden's call, I'm looking for you." Haruhiko Oba handed the phone to Shuji Tsushima.

"It seems that he quite recognizes Xiuji's detective ability." The tone was gratifying.

"I see, please protect the crime scene." Tsushima Shuji said to the other end of the phone.

"Do you need me to take you there?" Oba Haruhiko asked.

"If you want to be in the news." Tsushima Shuji said indifferently.

"There's nothing American paparazzi dare to write about."

I'm afraid that one hour after Oita Haruhiko appeared at the crime scene, the murder of Elland's director would appear on the front page of the news paper.

"Then you can only let them accompany you there." Haruhiko Oba said helplessly.

"Let's make good use of your detective strength, a beautiful young detective who can see through people's hearts." He encouraged.

Tsushima Shuji: I really want to know who got the nickname.

Be sure to thank that person well.

…

The crime scene was in a remote suburb.

When Tsushima Shuji arrived, the crime scene had been cordoned off, surrounded by police collecting evidence.

As well as some surrounding residents who are watching the lively outside.

The bodyguards raised the cordon, and Shuji Tsushima stepped into the crime scene.

"Is that still a child?"

"Why did he get in?"

"Is it really not going to cause trouble?" the onlookers questioned.

"That's a juvenile detective." The police guarding the perimeter introduced them.

"Detective? Sherlock Holmes kind?" someone asked.

"Of course, a detective like Sherlock Holmes." The policeman nodded.

"Wow, that's cool." Someone gave a thumbs up.

"I like Sherlock Holmes," someone said.

"Me too." Several people looked at each other, full of like-minded atmosphere.

At this moment, Tsushima Shuji had already seen the specific scene of the crime scene.

The police who were looking for clues, and... the corpse lying behind the door.

"Noah, you're here." Chief Jayden looked up and greeted Shuji Tsushima.

People on the American side are more used to calling Shuji Tsushima by the English name.

"Have you found anything?" Tsushima Shuji asked as he crouched beside the corpse to observe.

The cause of death was two stab wounds to the neck.

It looked like he was trying to climb out of the door.

It should have been slashed and fell to the ground, ready to crawl out to escape.

But when he climbed halfway, he was chased by the murderer and hacked to death.

There were **** footprints all over the room, all the way to the bedroom.

There was blood on the bedside and the quilt.

There was a neat crack on the quilt, revealing the white cotton wool inside, and mobile phones and wallets were randomly dropped on the quilt.

Tsushima Shuji stretched out his white-gloved hand and picked up his wallet.

"It's a robbery."

He looked at the neatly packed cards and a wallet with no cash.

"The deceased should have been slashed by the murderer while lying on the bed." He pointed to the neat slit in the quilt.

"The first blow did not kill the victim. The victim struggled to escape, but was slashed in the neck by the murderer who was chasing after him, resulting in excessive blood loss and death."

He came to the corpse again, observing the distance from the door.

Then he reached out and touched the door lock.

"The lock is not broken." He touched it.

"So...?" Chief Jayden wondered.

"The murderer didn't come in through the door." Tsushima Shuji said firmly.

"Check the windowsill for clues." He motioned for Chief Jayden to instruct the other police.

"Did you hear that?" Chief Jayden glanced at the policeman next to him.

"Yes!" The other party immediately ran to check the windowsill.

"Director, suspicious footprints were found in the yard." A police officer said loudly.

Chief Jayden rushed over immediately.

Tsushima Shuji slowly followed.

"That's it," said the little policeman who found the footprints.

"The sole has the footprint of a skeleton..." Chief Jayden pondered.

Tsushima Shuji looked at the courtyard and then at the door behind him.

What a leisurely and unhurried murderer.

"Director! Two fingerprints were found on the windowsill." The policeman who had been sent to check the windowsill ran over.

"And... there are still a few incomplete footprints." The tone was pleasantly surprised.

"Footprints again? Are there footprints with skulls on the soles of the shoes?" Chief Jayden asked in a deep voice.

"No, it's... the footprints of the cloth texture, probably the other party is wearing shoe covers..." The policeman's tone was hesitant.

"Another kind of footprint? Could it be that there are two murderers?" Chief Jayden thought.

"No, there is only one murderer." Tsushima Shuji denied his speculation.

"Check to see if anyone has climbed on the fence." He instructed the policeman in a natural tone.

"Ah... OK... OK!" The policeman nodded for a moment.

What do ordinary people do before they kill people?

Smoking a cigarette in the corner to calm down?

Tsushima Shuji came to the corner of the courtyard beyond the window sill.

Looking down without saying a word.

Beneath a rock, he found his target.

A cigarette butt.

He reached out and picked up the cigarette butt, put it in the evidence bag, stood up and handed the evidence bag to Chief Jayden next to him.

"This is?" Chief Jayden took the evidence bag and looked at the short cigarette butts inside.

"It's the cigarette the murderer smoked." Tsushima Shuji's tone was flat.

"Director, there are indeed traces of someone climbing on the fence~www.novelmt.com~ The policeman ran over excitedly.

"The murderer climbed into the yard through the wall, and climbed into the room through the window wearing shoe covers..." Tsushima Shuji began to explain in a flat tone.

"I chased after the victim as he tried to escape and made up for it."

"Take the money, put on your shoes, and leave calmly." He nodded thoughtfully.

"But then the range of suspects is too broad."

"It's too slow to compare fingerprints one by one."

"The time of death was two days ago..."

"Did the victim have contact with anyone two days ago?" Tsushima Shuji asked.

Chief Jayden looked at the policeman subconsciously.

"I'll go check it right away!" the policeman said sensible.