Conan’s Corpse Picker

Chapter 2407 2411 [Getting the FBI Boss’s Fake] Asking for a monthly ticket o(〃'▽'〃)o

“Kudo?” Shuichi Akai heard this and spoke at the right time. On the one hand, he helped his colleague to cover up, and on the other hand, he also tried to find out the information he wanted to know, “Is it that excellent detective? I always saw his name in the newspapers before. He played the leading actor just now?”

Suzuki Sonoko nodded and was about to speak, but at this time, Hattori Heiji who knew the inside story next to him suddenly became alert.

Detective Osaka teleported over, using all his acting skills, interrupted Suzuki Sonoko’s words, and squeezed into the conversation: “Ahaha! Don’t mention my dark history just now! When I was on the stage, my disguise was so perfect, but who knew that once I got off the stage, you all could recognize me one by one…”

As he spoke, he turned his back to Shuichi Akai and blinked wildly at Jiang Xia, hoping that this classmate who knew part of the inside story would help to fool him.

Jiang Xia understood his look, he looked to the side, and suddenly said: "Teacher Judy is back."

"?!"

When the police heard Jiang Xia's words, they looked up and saw a young foreign woman looking back and looking at something, while holding up her skirt and walking over.

The police looked sharp and surrounded the person - although the deceased might have committed suicide, they didn't know why they always felt that there was little hope. And if they had to pick one among this group of suspects...Judy, who was currently moving strangely, was obviously an important candidate.

Judy didn't expect to be welcomed so warmly as soon as she came back. She was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong?"

Inspector Megure looked at this old acquaintance in a sense, with suspicion in his eyes: "Excuse me, you haven't shown up since the incident just now, what are you busy with?" Could it be that you hid somewhere to destroy the evidence?

"..." Judy couldn't help but want to curse when she heard this: the knight actor was so slippery that he was harder to track than the most cunning criminal she had ever met - the backstage of this venue was obviously not big, and the road was just a little roundabout, but even so, she, an excellent FBI agent, actually lost him in a few minutes... This made her feel a little frustrated.

The only comforting thing was that she locked the side door in advance, so the man should not have been able to run away, but was still quietly wandering in a corner of the backstage.

"Give me some more time, I should be able to catch up with him and see who that person is."

Judy was full of regrets: "But this skirt is really too much of a hindrance, and the police are pushing me very hard - based on my experience, if I ignore them and insist on looking for someone backstage, then I might soon encounter something bad. For example, the male protagonist suddenly died, and I became the only suspect after leaving many traces backstage... Damn it, I am obviously on the side of justice, why do I have to be sneaky like a villain."

While she was lamenting in her heart, she had to deal with the questions raised by Inspector Megure: Although there was a reason for the incident, she couldn't just say "I was busy chasing a male high school student and didn't have time to come over", Judy had to try her best to make up a lie: "I get nervous when I go on stage, and I get even more nervous when a murder happens, and when I get nervous, I want to go to the bathroom - this is my first time in this venue, and it took me some effort to find the place."

Inspector Megure: "..."

He was a little skeptical about this statement, but it was not easy to chase a young and beautiful woman to ask about her going to the bathroom.

The police inspector, who was not thick-skinned enough, cleared his throat and had to ask from another place: "Why do you suddenly want to set up a stall to sell drinks?"

Judy has been in and out of the police station many times, and has become very proficient in fooling people: "It was a whim, and I like to drink something every time I watch a drama, so I just set up a stall to join in the fun."

Inspector Megure remembered the speculation of the dean's daughter that "multiple substances were mixed and poisoned": "I heard that when the stall was just set up, you were also busy there - you only made coffee and didn't touch other machines?"

Judy also forgot whether she had touched it or not, but she was very sure that she didn't poison it: "Of course not!"

"..."Inspector Megure was skeptical, but he couldn't find any evidence for a while, and finally he had to say casually, "The coffee you brought is very different from those on the market, and it smells strange. Where did you buy it?"

It was originally just a sentence to cover up the embarrassment, but when the voice fell, Inspector Megure was rarely keen to find: Judy seemed to be slightly stiff, and she seemed to be a little guilty.

After two seconds, the female foreign teacher said calmly, "Someone gave it to me."

Akai Shuichi: "..."

Inspector Megure: "..."

He became more suspicious, but now he had no evidence, so he couldn't really say anything.

Just thinking about it, suddenly, a group of police officers came back.

"Inspector!" Officer Takagi held a bag of evidence, and it seemed like he had gained something. "I extracted a small amount of potassium cyanide residue from the dashboard of the deceased's vehicle!"

Almost at the same time, there was news from the other side.

Sato Miwako put down the phone and walked quickly towards Jiang Xia and Inspector Megure.

She looked at the suspects, then at the deceased on the ground, and whispered, "The forensic department said that no toxins were detected in all the beverage cups, including..." Her face became a little strange, as if she couldn't believe it, "including the deceased's paper cup."

Inspector Megure was stunned at first, and after a few seconds, he integrated the information from both sides: "Potassium cyanide was placed in the deceased's car, but there was no poison in the drink... In other words, he put the poison directly into his mouth and committed suicide? - Only in this case, the poison will not stick to the cup!"

After so many twists and turns, it turned out to be suicide?

The police were at a loss, but they were relieved: if it was suicide, the follow-up process would be much simpler.

Judy also secretly breathed a sigh of relief: once the investigation process is simplified, the coffee and coffee machine should be able to be taken back. I feel guilty about stealing my boss's things... Fortunately, judging from the location of the coffee, James should not drink these often. As long as the things can be taken back as soon as possible, he should not find out.

Judy: "..." But, speaking of which, would there really be suicide in a place like Teitan Middle School where "that person" is watching?

She was thinking suspiciously, when suddenly, a voice next to her interrupted her thoughts.

Jiang Xia thought: "'Suicide' is indeed the result the murderer wants to see."

"?!"

The police, who had just been shocked, were shocked again: "You mean, this case is still a homicide?... But there is no trace of poison left in the paper cup, how did the murderer do it?!"

The police looked at the detective, expectantly waiting for the answer to be revealed.

In the corner, a vicissitudes of life figure silently slipped out from the backstage, and the man stopped behind the curtain stealthily, quietly looking over here.