Conan’s Corpse Picker

Chapter 1281 1281 [Organization of stalkers -1, -1, -1]

The manager was a little embarrassed to be ridiculed like this. Compared with regular sushi restaurants, revolving sushi is often considered to be inferior.

His momentum froze and his voice lowered, but he still said stubbornly: "These are two different things."

My wife, Liuzo, stood up, kicked him aggressively, and smiled sinisterly: "Don't argue with me. It only takes a few minutes for me to destroy a small shop like yours - don't forget, I Outside of his job, he is also a well-known food writer. As long as I write a few bad reviews, your store will no longer be open."

He suddenly pointed to the corner and sneered: "Just like the shop where the aunt is hiding and eating quietly."

In the corner, a middle-aged woman dressed in pink was shocked when she heard this. She looked over with an angry look but quickly lowered her gaze.

The store manager sighed, closed his eyes, and said to my wife, Liuzo, "Today's fee will be waived. Please come back."

My wife, Ryuzo, had been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

His expression softened and he laughed: "In that case, let me eat some more - by the way, pack two portions for me. Each portion should be enough for an adult man, so don't put too little. This is a shop that cuts corners. , has always had a bad reputation.”

—— Done.

After eating it myself, I took a portion to the two subordinates in the group.

Then, the meal expenses for the three of them were reimbursed according to the standards of high-end hotels. The reimbursement money was put into their own pockets and treated as overtime pay for today.

My wife, Ruzo, sat back comfortably in her seat and ate leisurely while waiting for the store manager to pack it for him.

With this incident, many customers in the store felt disappointed and quickly checked out and left.

Several high school students were also affected. They ate in silence for a while and then stood up to pay.

…

After paying the bill, I was about to leave.

At this time, a painful groan suddenly came from the store.

Yuan Shan and Ye's ears moved sharply, like an alert rabbit, and turned back quickly.

The next second, I saw my wife Liuzo suddenly holding her throat, struggling to lean back, and fell heavily to the ground with the stool.

A huge "clang" sound attracted everyone's attention.

A group of people turned around and saw my wife, Liu Zao, lying on the ground motionless. She looked like...

"You are really a scoundrel. Isn't it enough to blackmail three meals?"

Next to me, the man in the blue hat looked at my wife Liuzao with contempt, and kicked him out of revenge: "You are too shameless to pretend to have food poisoning."

Jiang Xia walked to the man's side, squatted down and leaned for a while.

Hattori Heiji and Conan felt that his movements were a bit slow. After calling the ambulance, they also walked over quickly: "How is it?"

Jiang Xia took back her hand, sighed, and shook her head.

When several high school students saw this, their hearts suddenly thumped, and they instantly understood what he meant: the person was dead.

The expressions of Hattori Heiji and Conan became solemn. They looked at each other and squatted down to check. They quickly discovered the problem: "Bitter almond smell... cyanide poisoning. This is murder. Call the police!"

…

"We meet again."

The Otaki Police Department was a little tired from running around in the past few days. At this time, with a pair of dark circles under his eyes that were not usually there, he was looking at several high school detectives haggardly.

When Mao Lilan and Conan were there two days ago, there were already enough cases.

Otaki Goro originally thought that it would be the peak of his busy life, but who knew that the peak would be surpassed again so quickly - when Jiang Xia and Suzuki Sonoko came, I don't know if it was an illusion, but the number of cases seemed to increase.

Otaki Goro: "..." What's going on with these Tokyoites...

"Now is not the time to say hello!" The detectives were more active in solving the case than him. Seeing that he was distracted, they urged, "How many have been found? Was the poison put in the sushi?"

The Otaki Police Department came to their senses and shook their heads: "This is still under investigation. The forensic department is testing the contents of the deceased's stomach, but it will take a while before the results are available." After all, the forensic department has been very busy recently...

He quickly cleared his throat and recovered his wandering thoughts:

“However, we have found some clues.

“The plate the victim last used was stained with potassium cyanide.

"In other words, the murderer probably pretended to reach out to take the plate when the sushi passed in front of him, and took the opportunity to smear the poison on the plate. Then the poisoned plate was turned to the deceased, and when he took it off, the poison was stained on his hands. Then he used that hand to grab sushi and eat it, and he was eventually poisoned and died."

…

Once you have guessed the general death process, you can then enter the process.

The Otaki Police Department asked the officers to search several customers and store staff at the time of the crime: "Check carefully. Since no one left after the crime, the container containing the poison may still be on the murderer. Don't miss it. !”

Hattori Heiji looked at his decisive reaction and remembered what happened when he was traveling in Tokyo. He turned his head and said proudly to Jiangxia and Conan: "How about it? The police here are pretty reliable."

Jiang Xia: "..." To be honest, I didn't feel much difference.

...but the detectives and folk customs here are quite good.

As he was thinking about it, he couldn't help but glance at Hattori Heiji.

Hattori Heiji came back to his senses: "...!"

He silently closed his mouth, moved a little further away as if nothing had happened, and stopped making any sound.

…

Ten minutes later, the search was over.

Faced with the results obtained, the Otaki Police Department was surprised and said: "No one has any poison containers on them?... Are you looking for them seriously?"

The officers nodded dejectedly.

Hattori Heiji and Conan were also startled: the space in the store is quite open, and customers can see each other. In the back kitchen, the clerk and manager are also together. In full view of the public, the murderer had finished poisoning, and it was impossible to stuff things in such outrageous places... Where was the physical evidence?

"Search the store." The Otaki Police Department had no choice but to give the order again.

At this time, a small police officer ran over.

Jiang Xia turned to look at him, feeling a little familiar, and quickly remembered that he had seen him at the crime scene under the bridge just now.

And now, the young police officer who went to verify the identities of everyone present also mentioned the case just now.

"Do you still remember the dead body under the bridge just now?" The young police officer whispered to the Otaki Police Department, "He and the suspect were both employees of the same housekeeping company. And the deceased this time happened to be that The boss of the company!"

The Otaki Police Department was startled, and their expression became solemn: Three employees of the same company died in just a few hours. This sounds like a really big problem.

...But for a while, he couldn't tell what the problem was.

So I had to ask the subordinate next to me: "What do you think?"

The little police officer was stunned. He also felt that there was something wrong with this matter, but he couldn't analyze the more specific things. In the end, he had to say dryly: "This company... has bad feng shui. Is it bad luck today?"