Conan’s Corpse Picker

There is no key, and the person inside does not respond, so now...

The high school students looked at each other, and their rich experience made them reach a consensus in an instant - it's time to break the door.

Mao Lilan moved her ankle: "I'll do it!"

As she spoke, she kicked out. Bang, the door lock slipped off, and the open door hit the wall with a clang, and then bounced back.

Vodka looked at the deformed door frame: "..."

He took a step back silently.

——When he saw this scene before, he only thought that this female high school student was very enthusiastic. He also imagined the dramatic scene of being rescued by Mao Lilan by accident when he fell into Uzo's trap.

But now...

Thinking of the densely packed signatures in that book, and the scene when Mao Lilan's eyes sparkled at the dinner just now, and handed the autograph book to Kanazawa Liuyilang, and Kanazawa Liuyilang happily signed his name under her gaze...Vodka shuddered silently, and felt a chill on his back, as if he had brushed shoulders with the god of death.

"Fortunately, I saw through her true face in time." Vodka took a deep breath quietly, and comforted himself in his heart, "This means that my survival rate when facing Uzo has increased again!"

When Vodka's heart was raging.

Next to him, Conan looked at him suspiciously: "..." What is this guy nervous about? Could it be that what happened in the house was really planned by Vodka and his accomplices?

Thinking of this, Conan's heart suddenly itched like a cat scratching, and he hurried to the door and looked inside.

The lights were off in the room, and it was pitch black, with only the TV in the corner glowing.

On the sofa chair in front of the TV, a person sat with his back to the door, with only the top of his head exposed.

"Teacher?" Two apprentices walked into the room and came to the chair in the dark, "Are you okay?"

The person in front of the TV was motionless.

"You didn't even say a word, you're getting arrogant again." Mrs. Kanazawa snorted and also entered the room, "What was that noise just now?"

Still no response.

Jiang Xia looked at the wall and turned on the light switch.

The surroundings were instantly bright, and after a moment, a cry suddenly rang out in the room: "Ah--!!"

"?!" Suzuki Sonoko and the others were startled and rushed to the door in a panic, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Mrs. Kanazawa was stunned, and it took her two seconds to come back to her senses. She covered her mouth and pointed at the person on the sofa chair tremblingly: "Dead... dead!!"

"?!"

...

Kanazawa Ryuichiro was dead, with a bullet hole between his eyebrows-he was shot through the head.

With an urgent call from Hattori Heiji, Inspector Otaki and his men hurried over from the city soon.

"Another shooting?" He rubbed his brows with a headache, not quite used to the current intensity of work. But the murder has already happened, and the dead is an internationally renowned architect...

Inspector Otaki had to cheer up and handle the case in front of him carefully.

"The cause of death should be a bullet through the brain, and he died on the spot." The police officer of the forensic department was busy for a while, and came back and said, "The murder weapon should be a rifle, but there is nothing like it in the room."

"Another gun, what happened in Osaka recently..." Inspector Otaki scratched his head and muttered, and suddenly he realized something and asked Jiang Xia, "When you came, was the door locked?"

Jiang Xia nodded.

Inspector Otaki frowned even more: "The doors and windows are locked, could this be a murder case in a closed room?"

"Inspector!" As he was speaking, a young police officer next to him suddenly discovered something. He stared at the window in front of him and reported, "Look, there is a hole here, which should have been pierced by a bullet."

Jiang Xia walked over and took a look: "From the angle and position, the bullet that made this hole should be the bullet that killed the deceased."

Vodka: "..." He knew it with his eyes closed, but he actually had to go over to see it. This kid's acting skills are simply flawless. In comparison...

Vodka turned his head and looked to the side.

Sure enough, Calvados's already gloomy face was even gloomier at this time. "Suddenly involved in a murder case during a mission" obviously left him with a very unpleasant shadow. Besides…

Vodka remembered something and whispered to him: “You probably didn’t bring a gun today.”

Calvados looked at him like a pig: “Members of the organization go out to perform tasks. Do you think I will bring a gun?”

After a pause, he realized something belatedly: “You actually don’t bring a gun when you go out?”

Vodka: “…”

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It’s been the second time, why don’t you learn your lesson! If it’s an assassination mission, you can bring a gun, but now we just come to steal a computer - can’t you put down your broken guns!

He really wanted to shake the collar of this stupid colleague and say these words loudly. But now, looking at the room full of police and detectives…

Vodka could only say to him in a mosquito-like voice: “You’d better deal with the gun on your body quickly. I don’t know why, I always have a bad feeling.”

Calvados remembered his experience last night: “…”

…

When the two members of the organization whispered.

Inspector Otaki's eyes lit up because of Jiang Xia's speculation: "In this case, if we connect the two points - the forehead of the deceased and the bullet hole - we can find the location where the murderer fired the shot!"

He was about to send someone over, but Jiang Xia raised his hand to stop him: "Wait, we should look in that direction."

Inspector Otaki: "Huh?"

Jiang Xia looked at his watch: "This room rotates once every 12 hours. It took you about an hour to get here, so it should go back about 30 degrees."

He turned his head and pointed to a big tree in the yard: "Let's go to that tree first."

Next to him, Conan discovered another thing. He pointed to an "L"-shaped iron rod outside the window and asked in confusion: "What is this?"

The eldest apprentice took a look: "It should be a decoration on the building."

Conan shook his head: "I mean, it seems to be stained with something."

Inspector Otaki looked over here and quickly retracted his gaze - compared to the stains on the building decorations, he was more concerned about the shooting case that happened again.

...

Soon, the police followed Jiang Xia's direction and came to the yard.

After shining a searchlight into the tree canopy, the young police officers shouted excitedly: "Inspector, there's a gun! There's a rifle tied to it!"

"Really!" Inspector Otaki looked up and was a little confused, "Why did the murderer fix the gun here instead of shooting himself?"

But soon he looked at the ground again:

"Forget it, let's extract the footprints on the ground first - knowing that the deceased watched TV every night and could even estimate the angle of the building's rotation, the murderer must be someone who knew the deceased well. As long as we find the footprints, it won't be difficult to catch that guy."