My brother is FBI, and I am a crazy wife protector.

"Gin and the others are not like ordinary criminals. You must be careful and pay attention to safety. Don't learn from a particularly impulsive detective." Xiao Ai said and glanced at Conan next to him.

"………" Conan looked helpless, but it was hard to say anything, because he really couldn't refute what Xiao Ai said.

After discussing some things about testing Hondou Eisuke and the follow-up of Mizunashi Rena, the three children and Dr. Agasa finished their meal and prepared to rest. Xiao Ai has a room in the basement, Conan and Dr. Agasa share a room. Anyway, he is a child now, and Minghui naturally sleeps on the sofa. In fact, he is here just for Xiao Ai. Don't forget that he has his own castle.

When they went to the crime scene again the next day, Minghui and Xiao Ai happened to go with Conan and the others.

"How could you bring them to such a place?" Conan was hit hard on the head.

"Uncle Maori, I want to be a detective in the future, so I asked Conan to bring me to see how detectives handle cases. As for her being my future wife, although we are childhood sweethearts, I am afraid she will not want me." Xiao Ai stepped on him with a red face, but did not refute.

"If I hadn't seen that transaction in the past, Xiaolan and I might be even worse than them..." Conan looked at the two of them from the side, feeling mixed emotions.

"So? What kind of car accident was it?" Uncle Maori asked.

"That is, a man on a motorcycle suddenly fell from the sky, and the helmet of the man on the car fell off. I saw his face."

"You...you should be talking about the Kamen Rider last time."

"I say you don't have to be so exaggerated, right?" Conan's performance was so exaggerated that Minghui, a classmate beside him, couldn't stand it.

"Kamen Rider?"

"Well, there's a scene like this in Kamen Rider, where he was blown into the air by JOKER, and the mask on his face fell off, almost exposing his true identity."

"No, I really did... Have I seen you somewhere before?"

"I don't think so."

"So what this kid said..."

"I'm afraid it's because his mother's death has caused such a big impact on him that he has mixed up the scenes he saw in movies or on TV with his memories. And If he wanted to silence the witness, the boy should have been killed. However, the hostess would go out for a jog in the morning in addition to taking out the garbage four times a week. If the other party wanted to shoot her, they would have taken advantage of these opportunities. Why would he risk hiding in the hostess's room on the second floor and wait for her to come back before killing her? It doesn't make sense, does it? "

"That's true."

"This kid doesn't look like he's lying. The person he's talking about can't be..."

"That's right, my senior sister, the beautiful girl in the organization, Vermouth. But don't worry, Ai.She won't target you anymore." After hearing him mention Vermouth, Ai, who already knew the relationship between them, was less afraid of Vermouth.

"Why don't we go to that room? Uncle Maori might find something." Conan spoke at the right time.

"Mr. Police Officer."

"What's the matter?"

"Can I wait here?"

"Okay, it's okay."

"Excuse me, has Mr. Funamoto always been in a wheelchair like that?"

"No, it started a month ago. He and his colleagues went fishing and accidentally slipped on the rocks and broke his foot. The doctor said that the plaster can be removed in about half a month."

"So, is Mr. Funamoto's room on the first floor?"

"No, it's on the second floor next to my wife's room. When my husband wants to go upstairs, I will help him up first, and then help him carry the wheelchair up. ”

“This is the wife’s room.”

“Is it this balcony? Your wife was shot in the head and died here? But how did the criminal get into this room?”

“Is it possible that the criminal climbed up here with a hooked rope on the handrail, broke the glass of the balcony door, opened the lock and entered the room. Because this side faces the river bank, it is less likely to be seen!”

“But it’s a bit strange, isn’t it?”

“Hmm? Then Conan, what’s strange about it?” Megure is used to it, so sometimes he listens to what Conan says.

“The glass of the lower lock of this door is broken, but the glass of the upper lock is not broken at all. Just opening the lower lock should not open the door, right?

"I have never figured this out either."

"Don't run around, Conan." Xiaolan picked up Conan, who always ran around the crime scene.

"I think, because my wife has always loved stars, she would stand on the balcony to look at the stars in the sky after dark, and maybe she forgot to lock the door after entering."

"Mrs. Funamoto was shot and killed around 9 or 10 o'clock the night before yesterday, not long after she came back from a friend's house party, right?"

"Yes, she said she wanted to rest as soon as she came back, and went straight back to her room."

"That is to say, the criminal had already entered and hid somewhere in the room before that, and when Mrs. Funamoto entered the room and walked out of the balcony as usual, he took her pearl necklace and bracelet from behind... and then ran away, right? So, the criminal is quite an expert."

"But he seemed a little panicked, not only this rope with a hook, but also his pistol with a silencer fell on the grass under the balcony, and he ran away without picking it up."

"No matter how powerful a person is, he must be very anxious when it comes to escaping."

"But he was really confused. Look, there was a pearl earring that was placed there and was not taken away. There are so many gems around the pearl, it looks expensive, right? Why didn't he steal this one too? "

"Stupid! Didn't you see that this is also a pearl? It means that Mrs. Funamoto originally wore it to the party, and took it off immediately after entering the room and placed it there, so the criminal hiding inside didn't notice it. "

"Yes, the wife did wear this pair of earrings that day."

"But isn't it strange to only wear one side? The other one is still on Mrs. Funamoto's ear, right?"

"Yes, I remember it was worn on the right ear, right? I was thinking that the criminal didn't take it away because she was leaning against the wall and was covered."

"So Mrs. Funamoto is really impatient."

"What?"

"Don't you think it's strange that she only took one side and went to the balcony? However, if she was called out to the balcony when she was taking the earrings, she can't be blamed."

"Excuse me, where were you around nine or ten the night before yesterday?"

"You, are you talking about me? I was in the living room downstairs with my two friends."

"Did your friend see Mrs. Funamoto at that time?"

"Yes, she came to the living room to take a look after she came back before going upstairs to rest."

"What about the little brother?"

"I remember he should be sleeping in the room, because he has been running around happily since the evening. I went to bed at about twelve o'clock after I cleaned up the mess made by the young master."

"What about Mr. Funamoto around nine or ten?"

"Mr. Funamoto, like the young master, went to rest in the room after dinner before his wife was about to come back. ”

“Mr. Funamoto’s room is next to his wife’s, right?”

“Yes, yes. That day, the young master had been pestering him to play since the evening, so he said he was very tired.”

“Inspector Megure.”

“Hmm? What’s the matter?”

“I think the criminal might be her husband.”

“That’s impossible. Didn’t I say that? Judging from the angle that the bullet went through Mrs. Funamoto’s back of the head and forehead, the criminal should be more than 180 cm tall. Mr. Funamoto is about 160 cm tall, and how could a person sitting in a wheelchair…”

“Maybe his broken leg has healed a long time ago, and he was standing in a wheelchair when he fired the gun.”

“I thought of that, so I went to ask the doctor, but it happened that he had an X-ray the day before the incident, and it was confirmed that the bones had not been connected, so he couldn’t stand up by himself. ”

“There is another possibility, that is, he took advantage of his wife bending down to pick up something and shot from top to bottom…”

“That’s impossible. If that were the case, there would definitely be bullet marks somewhere in the room, and not to mention thisI couldn't find any traces of it in the room, or anywhere else."

"Is that so?"

"And the pearl necklace and bracelet, I couldn't find them in any place."

"Could they have been thrown away as garbage?"

"Garbage?"

"Yes, maybe it has something to do with the incident that Eiyou found."

"Incident?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's like this. There's a guy who said that he accepted a commission from a unit that said it was going to conduct research on harmless waste disposal, and he worked here part-time to collect the garbage for recycling nearby. He seems to have started doing this two weeks ago, but there's no sign that the unit has touched the garbage he collected."

"Is that so? In other words, after Mr. Funamoto killed his wife, he deliberately threw away the pearl necklace and bracelet as garbage in order to disguise it as a robbery and murder case, hoping that others would take it for recycling. Is that what you mean? ”

“How, how is it possible?”

“No, unfortunately that’s not the case. We checked the trash cans and even the trash bags, but we didn’t find anything.”

“I see. How much are the necklace and bracelet worth?”

“I heard that the two items are worth about 11 million. It was a gift from the husband to his wife on her birthday. Her name is engraved on the buckle.”

“Hey, Xiaomei, can you help me turn up the temperature of the air conditioner?”

“Okay.”

“Isn’t there a remote control for the air conditioner?”

“The husband is not very good at machines.”

“Sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

“The police officers haven’t left yet. Have you found any clues to the criminal?”

“No, not yet. ”

“Can you tell that there is something wrong with Hondou Eisuke?”

“No, but I don’t feel like there are any members of the organization around me right now, and he doesn’t look like one.”

“So he shouldn’t be a member of the organization. Don’t you think he looks like the person who was in a coma in the hospital after a car accident?”

“That person? Are you talking about the female announcer Mizuno Rena?”

“Smart. If I’m not mistaken, he and Mizuno Rena should be siblings.” Minghui dared to say this because he knew the plot.

The two of them whispered quietly, so of course no one else could hear them.

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