Conan’s Corpse Picker

However, Suzuki Sonoko remembered that in Mie County, a private doctor pretended to save his employer, but actually killed him in front of him.

She followed Jiang Xia's example, looked at the store manager, and said calmly: "And the store manager who rushed to the deceased's side as soon as he fell to the ground, right?"

Conan looked at her in surprise: "Indeed."

Suzuki Sonoko raised her head proudly: "It's a pity that I still have to go to school, otherwise I would have been a famous detective long ago!"

As he said that, he couldn't help but look at Jiang Xia, wanting to hear if he guessed correctly.

However, it was regrettable to find that Jiang Xia was making a phone call in the distance.

Next to him, the Otaki Police Department's eyes twitched when he heard it: I always feel that having too many detectives is not a good thing. Fortunately, this little girl doesn't look very reliable. It might be difficult for her to become a detective. But the elementary school student next to me...

Just as he was thinking about it, the magical primary school student suddenly looked towards him.

"!" Otaki Police Department was shocked and said seriously, "What's wrong?"

After a moment, he actually saw a look of "helplessness" on the face of a primary school student, and then Conan pointed to the three people and urged: "Uncle policeman, we just heard that these three people all had a relationship with the deceased. "

If they ask the crowd about this kind of thing, it is easy for the suspect to pretend to be deaf.

It's best to ask the police.

As the Otaki Police Department looked over, the three suspects who had been silent looked at each other for a moment, and then they spoke.

The customer with the blue hat sitting next to the deceased sighed: "I did have a bit of a conflict with him, but it didn't go to the point of killing someone. In fact, it was just a while ago that I brought my wife to this restaurant for dinner and praised the food here. Flounder is cheap but delicious. The guy next to us heard it and suddenly said 'that's not a flounder, that's a sea bass, stupid'."

The young police officer nodded while writing down: "In other words, he has slandered you for no reason?"

Blue Hat was silent for a moment: "Later, I tasted it carefully and found that it was indeed sea bass... But we are talking about ours, so why should he interrupt! - And there is something wrong with him! It's obviously just such a small matter, so that's all. But who knew that after that, for some reason, he actually found my food blog and left a message saying that I was actually a person with a slow sense of taste and that everything on my blog was nonsense!"

Thinking of my wife's harsh comments and the other ridicules he had attracted, Xiang Guoxiu couldn't help but punch the table angrily.

After the bang, he suddenly realized that the police were looking at him strangely. Blue Hat said hastily and awkwardly: "Well, okay, I am indeed a little angry, but who would kill someone just because they were scolded a few times online.

"And although I was sitting next to him, the conveyor belt was rotating clockwise, and I was sitting downstream of him. If he was poisoned, he would have to wait for the plate to rotate around again before he could return to him - the sushi he didn't take last time. , and probably won’t take it the next time. If you really want to kill someone, who would use such a lucky method."

Otaki Police Department: ...It seems reasonable?

Suzuki Sonoko seemed to be a bit addicted to being a detective. She touched her chin: "If you calculate according to the flow direction of the conveyor belt, then the lady sitting upstream has a good chance."

Next to him, a middle-aged woman in pink clothes was startled when she heard this, and waved her hands in panic: "Even if I'm sitting upstream, I don't know what that bastard eats or doesn't eat, so how could he smear poison on the plate randomly!"

"That bastard?" Conan's eyes moved and he said in an innocent voice, "It sounds like Auntie really knew the deceased?"

Takemura Sakiko's expression changed.

After being silent for a while, she snorted coldly: "Anyway, even if I don't tell you, you will definitely be able to find out, so let me just tell you - the sushi restaurant I opened before was destroyed by that guy!

"He used to be a regular customer of our store, but one day he suddenly said that the taste of our sushi had changed. Then he laughed and said, 'Such an obvious level fluctuation can only be suppressed with heavy cash.'

"I, I originally thought he was joking and ignored him. Unexpectedly, he immediately wrote a report, saying that the sushi in our store is not as good as the boxed sushi in the supermarket! Later, other people followed suit and reported... In the store We soon ran out of customers and had no choice but to close down.”

After she finished speaking, she covered her face in pain.

The young police officer was writing hard, and halfway through writing, he remembered the rumors about the deceased and asked curiously: "So, the taste of your sushi restaurant has really changed?"

The woman in pink froze and looked a little embarrassed. She said loudly: "There is no way! Our previous sushi chef resigned at an advanced age, and we were originally looking for the next chef, but suddenly rejected my invitation. We can only make a temporary decision. Find an apprentice to make do with it... How can the taste of sushi made in this way remain unchanged?!"

As she spoke, she glared angrily at the conveyor belt sushi manager.

Several other people were startled: There is actually something about the store manager here?

The store manager sighed: "Manager Takemura did contact me, but before I planned to take over that store, my arm was suddenly injured and I couldn't make sushi anymore - because the previous customers in the store were fighting, and I went to stop it and bumped into him. There were cuts on the glass.

"One of the guests who was fighting..." His expression became strange, as if he was suppressing hatred, "That's my wife."

Police: "..."

It seems difficult to rule out motivation.

One ruined his reputation, one ruined his store, one ruined his arm and career. It seems that no matter who commits the murder, it is very reasonable...

…

The store is very windy and treacherous.

In the other corner, Jiang Xia was still calmly talking on the phone.

He picked up the call, and as expected, Gin's voice came from the call. It sounded extremely eerie: "Uzo, the three followers I sent suddenly lost contact. Do you have any clues?"

Jiang Xia didn't seem to hear the question in his tone, and simply interpreted it as a question. He asked doubtfully: "Stalking people? What stalking people?"

The cell phone case opposite made a crunching sound as if it was about to be crushed.

Jiang Xia walked to the window, took a look outside, and then looked at the ghosts.

The ghosts shook their heads at him regretfully.

Jiang Xia then started to feel regretful: Even though it was like this, there was still no high-end murderous atmosphere around the sushi restaurant. It seemed that gin was still a long way away.

…

On the other side of the phone, Gin was not just venting murderous intent, he was also thinking.

Just now, I heard that a peripheral member of the organization died near Uzuo, and that three of them lost contact at the same time. Countless past experiences suddenly came to mind, making Gin immediately guess: Uzo must be behind this matter.

...but he has no evidence.

At this time, after realizing that there was no point in "asking Uzo to accuse him", Gin gradually turned his attention away from the three trashes who were probably dead and thought of more important things.