Corpse collector in Conan

As everyone watched with bated breath, tonight's surveillance began to play on the screen.

"Why are you only focusing on this small area at the door?" Police Department Megu felt a little regretful at first, but soon he was relieved, "Forget it, it would be nice if you have it... Wait, pause here!"

The police officer in charge of the broadcast pressed pause upon hearing this, and the surveillance suddenly stopped at 7:04 tonight.

——7 o'clock in the evening is exactly the closing time of Fuyuki Financial Office.

In the picture, three employees walked out together. After watching them leave, Fuyuki locked the door of the office and entered his office.

The screen went blank, and the little police officer pressed fast forward.

However, for the next time, there was no one in the surveillance room...until the mahjong enthusiasts filed in together with the employees who came back to pick up their mobile phones.

"How could this happen!" Mouri Kogoro's eyes were sore, and he didn't see any suspicious person walking into the door. He shouted what Conan was thinking, "No one entered or left the door, and the locked window had not been tampered with. The deceased The poison is effective immediately...could this really turn into a secret room murder?"

Conan couldn't help but glance at Fuyuki Ryuzaburo on the ground: If the deceased was a member of the black organization, then according to the severity of that organization, it is not impossible that Fuyuki Ryuzaburo locked the doors and windows and committed suicide out of fear of "crime". but……

"You can't be so preconceived. And judging from Fuyuki Ryuzaburo's condition, he is definitely not the kind of person who would commit suicide easily."

Conan took a deep breath and tried to keep his mind calm, "Even if this death is really related to that organization, its essence is just a murder case, and this is the area I am good at.

"In short, as long as we find out the truth about Fuyuki Ryuzaburo's death, we can proceed to the next step of the investigation - I must find out what the conspiracy is behind the vodka guy's such a big battle!"

…

Once he found the right direction, Conan suddenly felt his hanging heart fall back to the ground.

Fortunately, he had a wonderful helper in this matter.

Jiang Xia looked at the surveillance camera and asked the employee who had just opened the door for them: "Are those two people who went out with you during off-duty hours your colleagues?"

"That's right."

A voice answered him, but it was not the social beast just now - a woman stopped behind Jiang Xia at some point, and next to her was a tall, thin man who was timid.

"I was singing karaoke with my friends when you guys called me over." The beautiful woman snorted, "Tell me, what's going on? Has this place finally been stolen?"

The tall and thin man discovered something: "Why is there such a big piece of plastic sheet thrown on the ground?"

Jiang Xia looked back and said, "That's Boss You inside."

"?!"

The two of them were startled and took a step back.

Immediately they came to their senses, the beautiful woman raised her eyebrows slightly, took out a cigarette and put it in her mouth, then she smiled mockingly: "God is wise, this bastard finally got his comeuppance."

Mu Mu Police Department: "..." With so many police officers present, no matter how much you hate the deceased, you can still pretend to be there.

He raised this arrogant woman to the top of the suspect list, approached and asked her motive: "Why do you say that?"

Jiang Xia listened and looked at the scene. Suddenly, he turned to look at the employee who brought them in - this man was chewing his thumb nervously, looking very anxious.

After watching for two seconds, Jiang Xia walked over to collect clues: "Does your president have any special habits when counting money?"

"A special habit when counting money?" Nanazawa Naozhen gnawed his fingers again, and really remembered one thing, "He likes to spread the money into a fan shape, then lick his thumb, and count it with saliva - Fujii The lady really hates this habit of his, and after bumping into him once, she always complains to both of us, so now everyone knows that the cash here is stained with spit. "

Jiang Xia: "..." Then you are still biting your hand.

Next to him, Mouri Kogoro also heard this conversation. His eyes lit up: "Who gave your president the money he counted tonight?"

The tall, thin man who had just been called over by the police raised his hand when he heard this: "It's me. Today the president suddenly asked me to prepare a large amount of cash. Just as he said, I took out the money and put it in the box."

"Humph, then the situation is obvious!" Mouri Kogoro waved his hand, "There is only one truth, you are the murderer who killed President Fuyuki!"

The tall and thin man was shocked: "What?!"

Maori Kogoro's eyes were sharp: "You know your president's bad habit of licking his fingers to count money, so you took advantage of this - when you helped him take out the cash, you secretly smeared deadly poison on the money, intending to kill him. Unknowingly!"

Jiang Xia was thoughtful, then turned to ask the police officer from the forensics department on the side: "Is the money poisonous?"

The young police officer nodded quickly: "We detected poison reactions on the deceased's right thumb and several banknotes."

Mouri Kogoro raised his head proudly: "Look, I was right!"

"But..." the young police officer whispered, "the shape of the poison-stained part of the banknote is exactly the same as the fingerprint of the deceased - that is to say, it was the poison on the deceased's hand that was stained on the banknote, rather than being smeared on the banknote. poison."

"?" Mouri Kogoro said angrily, "Why didn't you tell us about such a big thing earlier!"

Little police officer: "..." You, you didn't even ask...

Since you didn't lick the poison on the banknotes, you can only continue to look for other ways to poison it.

Inspector Megure strolled around and his eyes fell on the president's desk - there was a half-finished cup of coffee.

Drinking water is the most common way to poison people. Inspector Megure picked up the cup wearing gloves and looked at it carefully: "This coffee..."

The beautiful female employee looked over here with a cigarette in her mouth: "I made it for the president before I got off work."

As soon as she finished speaking, a finger suddenly pointed over, scaring her to drop her cigarette - Maori Kogoro once again sneered confidently: "Oh, I know, the murderer is actually you! You coated the wall of the cup with poison, and the deceased died on the spot after drinking the coffee."

"Uh..." The young police officer from the forensic department quietly interrupted, "We just tested the cup, no matter the contents or the container, there is no poison in it."

"..." Maori Kogoro lost his temper, "This is not poisonous, that is not poisonous, so where is the poison?!"

The young police officer looked at Jiang Xia and Inspector Megure, and seeing that the two of them were also listening, he flipped through the report and reported carefully: "In addition to the thumb of the victim and the surface of several banknotes mentioned just now, we also detected poison on the door handle on the inside of the president's office door and its safety button."