Ke Xue: Shinichi and I are childhood friends

The red team's hard-working Inspector Megure arrived with the police officers.

After the forensic officer inspected the scene, he found that there were no obvious external injuries on the body, and there were drugs to relieve heart pressure scattered on the table. The cause of death was temporarily determined to be a heart attack, but the specific cause of death still needed to be dissected.

Takagi Shigeru contacted Itakura Taku's attending physician and said that Itakura Taku's heart had seriously deteriorated and he had originally planned to undergo surgery after the work was completed.

Now it's good, there is no need to suffer the pain of surgery.

Inspector Megure sighed and said to Maori Kogoro: "It seems that there is no chance for you to appear this time."

Maori Kogoro covered the back of his head and laughed exaggeratedly.

As for why the person was not discovered for two days after his death, according to the three clients, Itakura Taku hated others coming in and out of the room when he was working, so no cleaners came to clean the room, and no one would find it.

Subei said that he once accidentally moved Itakura Taku's files by a few centimeters, and he scolded him angrily.

Soma looked disdainful: "Besides, the sheets in his house are rarely changed. It's normal that the hotel cleaners have never entered the room."

The three people said one sentence each, and described Itakura Taku's daily habits clearly: he hates others to enter his room, he is sloppy and doesn't change the bed, and he has a strong obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Maori Kogoro sighed: "With such a personality, it's no wonder that he ended up like this hiding in the hotel alone..."

Conan obviously had a different opinion. He said innocently: "But I think this uncle loves cleanliness."

"Ah?" Maori Kogoro looked at Conan in confusion.

"Look," Conan pointed to the saliva marks on the corners of Itakura Taku's mouth and said, "He slept on the table, with so much saliva on his mouth, but the table is very clean!"

Maori Kogoro subconsciously refuted Conan's words: "What's so strange about this kind of thing, it was wiped off!"

"By whom?" Conan asked with blinking eyes.

Maori Kogoro was speechless. Itakura Taku had a heart attack and died. He didn't even wipe the saliva from his mouth. How could he have time to wipe the saliva on the table?

Inspector Megure also realized that something was wrong: "Indeed, and people who have a heart attack usually roll around on the ground in pain. It's a bit strange to sit on a chair like this."

When Maori Kogoro and others came, everyone saw Itakura Taku sitting well, lying on the table like he was sleeping.

"If that's the case, it's really strange," the forensic officer also said, "The deceased's hand was covering his chest. If he really died while sitting and lying on the table, the hand should have been sandwiched between the body and the table after the body stiffened, but there was no such mark on the deceased's hand."

Mauri Kogoro subconsciously analyzed: "But, the state of stiff body, isn't it lying on the table to die? It's impossible that someone tied Mr. Itakura to a chair in this position and waited for him to die before..."

As he spoke, Maori Kogoro's face suddenly became ugly, and he couldn't help but look at Inspector Megure.

Inspector Megure's face darkened: "So that's how it is. Maybe Mr. Itakura was tied up, which led to his death because he didn't have time to take the medicine."

He glanced at the medicine on the table. It was clearly opened, and there were several pieces scattered on the table. If Itakura Taku had a normal attack, he would have had time to take the medicine even if he was in pain, right?

"How is it, are there any signs of being tied up on the deceased?" Inspector Megure looked at the forensic officer.

The forensic officer said: "There are no signs of rope binding, but there are signs of large-scale external pressure."

"Hmm?" Maori Kogoro and Inspector Megure frowned and thought, what does this mean?

Seeing this, Conan once again showed his acting skills that made Kudo Yukiko embarrassed, and drew their attention to the blanket on the bed.

Kogoro Maori's eyes lit up: "So that's how it is. Just use a blanket as a rope to tie up Mr. Itakura, stuff a pillow on his stomach, and use tape to fix him to the chair. Then wait until Mr. Itakura dies of a heart attack and his body becomes stiff before releasing him. It can be disguised as Mr. Itakura dying of a heart attack lying on the table."

Inspector Megure nodded in agreement: "That's right, this way there won't be any obvious traces."

Takagi Wataru checked around the chair and found something strange on the table leg: "Although it has been wiped, there are still some sticky traces left by the tape. The chair should be fixed here with tape."

"Takagi, check immediately to see if there are any suspicious people who have come to see Mr. Itakura." Inspector Megure shouted."Yes!"

Mouri Kogoro touched the back of his head and told the story of how he had heard about Itakura Taku staying at the hotel, so as not to be considered a suspicious person.

Inspector Megure frowned: "In this case, doesn't it mean that someone can find Mr. Itakura's location in the same way?"

Takagi asked, and someone called the front desk two or three days ago, saying the same thing as Mouri Kogoro, pretending to be a guest who borrowed three kinds of chess pieces, saying that the phone in the room could not be dialed out, and asked the waiter to check it.

But when the waiter went over, he was driven out by Itakura Taku, who said that he had never made such a call.

Inspector Megure looked at Kogoro Mori, "Brother Mori, how did you know that Mr. Itakura borrowed three kinds of chess pieces from the hotel?"

Kogoro Mori explained, "Taku Itakura sent an email to the three clients a week ago. I saw Mr. Itakura's room from the video in the email, so I thought of this method."

Taku Itakura's death was very suspicious, and two or three days ago, before Taku Itakura died, there happened to be a suspicious call to the hotel to inquire about Taku Itakura's room number. In this way, this case can be roughly determined to be a murder case.

Inspector Megure immediately looked at the three clients with suspicion, "In this case, the three of you may have used the same method to find out Mr. Itakura's residence, and then came here to commit the crime."

Subei: No way?

Soma: Eh?

Naito: What?

The three of them were confused. How did they suddenly become suspects?

"Hey, hey, hey, how can you suspect us of being the murderer?" Subei shouted in injustice.

Soma echoed, "That's right, we asked Mr. Maori to help find someone."

Naito agreed, "That's right, who would go find a detective after killing someone?"

Finally, the three said in unison, "That's right, if you suspect us of being the murderer, show us the evidence! Prove that we've been here!"

Inspector Megure:... So, these three people?

Kogoro Maori:...

Conan's eyes lit up. Isn't this a good opportunity to check the diary floppy disk?

He pointed at the floppy disk in the luggage bag and said loudly, "In that case, why don't we take a look at Mr. Itakura's diary? Maybe there's something written in it?"

"Takagi." Inspector Megure indicated.

Takagi Wataru took out the floppy disk and put it into Itakura Taku's laptop.

"It seems that Mr. Itakura has always had the habit of writing a diary. There are five years of records in it." Takagi Wataru checked the documents inside and said.

Conan stared at the computer screen eagerly. In the five-year diary, there must be records about Tequila going to find him two years ago. Maybe he could find information related to the organization.