Flirting with Akai Shuichi in the Science World

The old man was very happy.

Take out the phone, look at the note on it, Conan frowned slightly.

Akino Cometsu? Why did she send me a message?

With such a question, Conan clicked on the text message and froze in place.

Akino Cometsu:

I know a secret of yours, there is a letter in the locker No. 250 of the Mihua Supermarket, I believe you will be interested.

By the way, the password is what you are most interested in.

Maori Kogoro, who was forced to turn on the phone, fell heavily on the table in front of him again, and was shocked by the pain.

"Huh? Hey... Conan..."

But Conan didn't have time to pay attention to him now, just looking at the content of the text message, his brain was running fast.

Secret?

What secret does she know?

Could it be that? Impossible, there is no reason.

But...

Shaking his head, he temporarily put aside all the messy thoughts in his mind.

Go to the supermarket tomorrow and get the letter and everything will be clear.

Thinking of this, Conan took down the arm that Maori Kogoro had placed on his head and pulled Maori Kogoro up from the chair.

"Uncle, go back to your room to sleep..."

Downstairs.

Sitting in the car, Amuro Toru did not look away until he saw the light of the room next to Maori Detective Agency dimmed.

He seemed to have missed something interesting.

He took out a document from the car and looked at the information on it under the light of the street lamp.

Amuro Toru's eyes darkened, and then he lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long time, he raised his eyes again and stepped on the accelerator.

A plan has quietly formed in his mind.

After he left, the curtains on the upper floor of the detective agency swayed slightly.

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On the train.

"Judging from the wounds on this person, the murderer should have a lot of blood splatter on his body."

"But after asking people around, everyone said that they had never seen such a bloody person. This means that the murderer is likely to have thrown the blood-stained clothes out of the window."

"That means the murderer changed his clothes, and it will be more difficult to find him."

Hattori Heiji briefly told Hattori Heizo about his speculation, and then looked at Toyama Kazuha who was looking around, and smiled helplessly.

"Stupid, go find a place to stay by yourself."

He didn't want Kazuha to see the bloody body clearly.

What if he was scared?

Toyama Kazuha wanted to say that he was fine here, but when he glanced at the blood behind, his heart trembled.

So he nodded obediently, "Okay, then I'll wait for you in the next car."

The car where the accident happened was separated from the car between them by three or four cars, and I don't know how Hattori Heiji found this place.

After finding an empty seat in the next car, Toyama Kazuha sat down after the conductor agreed.

Alas, I don't know when this incident will end.

The scene outside the window passed by quickly, and the sky gradually became hazy.

The gentle lights in the car slowly lit up.

"That's right. If that person has changed his clothes, it would be difficult to find him."

As Hattori Heizo said this, he walked to the window and observed it carefully. When he saw a small scratch, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "It seems that the person has no clothes to change."

"What do you mean?" Hattori Heiji walked to the window with a puzzled expression and looked at the small scratch. "Dad, do you suspect that the person climbed to the roof through the window?"

Then he waved his hand, "It's impossible. With the size of this window, it's impossible for an adult man to pass through it."

He had seen this scratch just now, but he quickly dispelled the idea that the person escaped through the window.

As he said, the window was too small and it was impossible to pass through it.

"How can you be sure that the person must be an adult man?"

Retracting his gaze, Hattori Heizo half-squinted and looked at Hattori Heiji, with a bit of scrutiny in his eyes.

Subconsciously, Hattori Heiji said: "Judging from the size of this person and the depth of the wound on the body, no one can do it unless it is an adult man..."

As he spoke, his voice gradually weakened.

No, if it was a trained woman, she could do it as well.

Looking at his expression, Hattori Heizo knew that he had understood and said no more.

Turning his head to look at the conductor beside him, "Excuse me..."

After explaining what happened next, the father and son looked at each other and walked to the carriage on the side.

Through the window in the carriage, the two climbed to the roof.

As expected, there were some bloodstains on the roof, which should have been left when the man climbed up the roof.

But apart from these bloodstains, no other people were found on the roof.

Turning on the flashlight given by the conductor, Hattori Heizo carefully looked around the traces around and headed towards the front of the train.

Without any hesitation, Hattori Heiji followed his pace.

After walking about two or three carriages, Hattori Heizo stopped.

The light in his hand shone to one side, "She got off here."

Hattori Heiji looked over and saw some slight friction marks and some red marks there.

Without saying much, the two immediately returned to the carriage from one side.

But when they got into the carriage, they were a little surprised.

There was no one in this carriage.

"What's going on? Why is there no one here?" Hattori Heiji asked directly the doubts in his heart.

Frowning, Hattori Heizo said calmly: "It seems that the conductor is still hiding something from us."

Just as the two were talking, the door behind them was opened, and a female conductor with a good appearance appeared in front of them.

The female conductor was startled by the sudden appearance of the two people, and hurriedly took out the intercom from her arms: "An unknown person broke into the No. 1 carriage, requesting support."

After that, she looked past the two people with a somewhat anxious look and looked into the carriage.

"I am a police officer from Osaka Prefecture." Hattori Heizo didn't say much, and directly took out the police officer's certificate, "Why is there no one in this carriage?"

The female conductor was stunned for a second, and then she said nervously: "Because this carriage is reserved by a guest."

As soon as she finished speaking, a woman in a red long skirt, with slightly curly hair and fair skin, yawned and stood up from the seat in front.

"Didn't we tell you not to let anyone enter this car?"

The three of them looked at the woman, and the female conductor spoke first: "I'm so sorry, I don't know how they got in here, I'll take them away now."

Even if the police were questioning, they could go to another place, but this lady was a big client specially assigned by the higher-ups, and if they offended her, their jobs would be in jeopardy.