COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

The so-called investigation is to ask all the neighbors around.

Who was in contact with the victim before he died.

The place where the deceased lived was quite remote, and there were no more than thirty-seven neighbors in total.

Based on clues provided by several neighbors.

On the night of the victim's death, they were playing cards together, and one of them called the victim and was about to invite the other party to play cards together.

"But at that time, the victim should have no chance to answer the phone, right?" Chief Jayden thought.

When the other party called, the victim should have died.

"Did you really speak to the dead?" Chief Jayden asked.

Several people shook their heads.

"It wasn't us who called him at the time, but the person who called him said he wasn't available and wouldn't come." They looked at each other, one of them was humane.

"But the phone call records show that there was no call that day." Tsushima Shuji turned over the deceased's phone.

At that time, the murderer had already ended the crime and went home.

That is to say, the call history has not been deleted.

Indeed, no one called the deceased that night.

"So..." Chief Jayden frowned.

So why did the caller lie?

Is the other party the murderer?

Too suspicious for this too.

"Let the person on the phone come over." He instructed the police on the side.

"Who lost more money that day?" Tsushima Shuji asked the others.

"The one who lost the most...is that guy John?" Someone asked tentatively.

"Indeed, that guy lost a lot." The answer was approved by the others.

"Is there anything that Mr. John needs to spend a lot of money on?" Tsushima Shuji asked again.

"If you have a lot of money..." Someone pondered.

"That guy's daughter is hospitalized and needs medical expenses. I don't know if it counts." Someone interjected.

"Of course, the medical bills are so expensive." Someone mocked.

Tsushima Shuji: Ahhh.

The man who was said to have called the deceased was called to the crime scene.

"He's not a prisoner." Tsushima Shuji looked at the other party and said.

"Based on his size, he wants to go through a window to rob or something..." The boy stopped talking.

Unless the flesh on the other side is disguised and stuffed.

"Then, why did you lie to other people that you called the deceased?" Chief Jayden asked the other party in a deep voice.

"This..." The man who seemed to weigh more than two hundred pounds touched his head.

"Because I didn't want to see him very much, I just made an excuse." He explained his behavior like this.

"Who would have thought that he was dead." He had the tone of a melon eater.

Tsushima Shuji: Makes sense, I believe you.

"The culprit is that Mr. John," Tsushima Shuji said.

"Just use the DNA detected on the cigarette **** to compare with that Mr. John." The tone was direct.

Crowd: ? ? ? The murderer has been identified so quickly?

The man named John is a man with a height of 1.8 meters and a weight of 150, with short yellow hair and a beard.

He looked calm and didn't panic.

After seeing Chief Jayden, he was full of anger and cursing.

"I found the leftover cigarette butts you smoked in the corner." Tsushima Shuji's tone was flat.

John, who is also ready to play a wave: …

Why not even give a chance to struggle?

I also deliberately suppressed the smoke with a brick, can you find this?

So he decisively admitted the crime.

The reason is that he lost a lot of money playing cards. The money was used to see a doctor for his hospitalized daughter. When he returned home, he was ridiculed and ridiculed by his wife.

Ready for a robbery.

For the first time, he focused on the deceased who lived alone.

…

"Mr. Haruhiko Oba's nephew is really an excellent detective."

"He has solved all the cases so far."

"It's just incredible."

Chief Jayden was full of praise from the side of the car door.

His popular support has been on the rise recently, thanks to the cracking of multiple cases.

"Of course, this child..." Haruhiko Oba, who was sitting in the car, waved at Shuji Tsushima.

"It's my pride." He looked at the teenager who got into the car and said.

"Indeed, it would be great if my son could be so good." Chief Jayden nodded in agreement, and then shook his head with a pity sigh.

It's a pity that I have an unfinished son.

Tsushima Shuji sat in the car and listened to the other party's crazy praise for him with a calm face.

Tsushima Shuji: He is telling the truth! I'm just outstanding~/Reasonable.jpg.

"Next time I encounter a difficult case, I'm afraid..." Director Jayden hesitated and looked at Shuji Tsushima.

"Xuzhi is very happy to help the police solve the case." Haruhiko Oba smiled knowingly.

"Please feel free to find him." He said softly.

Tsushima Shuji: ...I'm very busy.

Spend a lot of time every day thinking about ways to kill yourself.

Then spend a lot of time implementing it.

How can there be so much time to be a detective...

"Then I'll probably be more disturbed then." Chief Jayden smiled with satisfaction and closed the car door for them in person.

Stand outside and watch their car disappear before leaving.

"It seems that White Crow's live broadcast has made the police work harder." Tsushima Shuji sighed.

"Isn't it good?" Oba Haruhiko smiled indifferently.

"At least New York looks quite..."

"Hey—" A car suddenly lost control ahead and rushed over crookedly.

The driver turned the steering wheel with a frightened expression, but the car still did not change direction.

It hit the car in front of Shuji Tsushima and the others.

Tsushima Shuji: …I might be a little happy if I was outside.

Even greet you with open arms.

But I'm in the car...

And it wasn't the car I was sitting on that hit...

The front of the car that hit their convoy was badly dented, and all the glass on the car was shattered.

The lady in the driver's seat and the man in the co-pilot's seat had blood all over their faces, glass fragments all over their bodies, and their life and death were unknown.

The car in front of Tsushima Shuji was intact.

"It looks quite simple and honest." Tsushima Shuji looked at the two people in the car whose life and death were unknown, and took up what Haruhiko Oba didn't finish.

Haruhiko Oba:…

"Yeah." He said in a leisurely tone, not caring at all.

The two had just left the siege of the police~www.novelmt.com~ and had to wait on the street for the police to arrive.

The woman in the driver's seat opened her eyes, frowning in pain.

Forcibly sat up, and immediately cared about the man on the co-pilot.

Then, he touched each other's breathing and heartbeat with his hand.

Immediately stiff in position.

She was crying helplessly with her hands over her face.

"It's a tragedy..." Tsushima Shuji's tone was vaguely sympathetic, his eyes dark and emotionless.

"Shuji thinks so too. It was an accident that made people feel helpless and sad." Haruhiko Oba said meaningfully.

The two sat in the car and waited quietly for the police to arrive.

There were more and more cars parked around, and the onlookers began to whisper.