Ke Xue World Technology Becomes King

Finally, after the manager had changed the tea on the table twice, footage of a police car appeared on the surveillance camera.

"What happened? Could it be that after I left, Ikezawa Yuko went back to do something else? Why did the police car still come?"

Miyamoto Sake is also confused at this moment. He has obviously changed the course of the matter. The loser named Fujie Akiyoshi should not be dead. Why are the police still coming?

While Miyamoto Sake was still thinking about what happened in the apartment, the screen of the mobile phone that had been placed on the table for a while suddenly lit up, and then a beautiful melody sounded, and a call came in.

He glanced down at his cell phone with the alarm ringing. The caller ID showed Yoko Okino's number.

"Hey, Yoko, what do you want from me? Why did you call me all of a sudden?"

Miyamoto Sake, who pretended not to know, pretended to be quite surprised.

"No, Brother Qingjiu, have you been to my place today?"

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to discover this. I heard that you were encountering difficulties. As your boss and landlord, how could I ignore it?"

Miyamoto Sake's tone was slightly exaggerated, trying to lighten the atmosphere.

"Brother Qingjiu, something happened here. Mr. Police Officer, I hope you can come to where I live."

After a while, Miyamoto Sake even heard the voices of Mouri Kogoro and the police officers on the other side of the phone, and Okino Yoko asked again.

"Okay, give me five minutes, I'll be nearby now."

Confirming his suspicion about what happened in the apartment building, Miyamoto Sake immediately hung up his cell phone and walked straight to the user elevator under the manager's 90-degree bow.

As soon as he arrived at the elevator, Miyamoto Sake ran into an acquaintance.

It was Ikezawa Yuko who was brought over by two policemen. Although no restraint measures were taken, there were two policemen following behind. Obviously, Ikezawa Yuko had been identified as an important suspect.

Facing the strange looks from everyone in the lobby on the first floor of the apartment, the four of them got into the elevator together and walked out together on the same floor.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator door, Miyamoto Sake saw a dozen uniformed police officers standing in the corridor.

Ignoring the scrutiny of the police, he checked whether there were any safety hazards in the corridor. After finding that everything was normal, Miyamoto Kiyoshi followed the route of the three people in front of him and arrived at the door of Okino Yoko's room.

"Don't be joking. If the murder happened in Yoko's room, Yoko should be suspected, right? There's no way he could be suspicious of me."

As soon as Miyamoto Sake arrived at the door, he heard Yuko Ikezawa's defensive voice in a calm tone.

"Miss Yuko."

Okino Yoko, who was standing nearby, shouted crisply.

Then, Miyamoto Kiyohisa heard Kogoro Mouri and Officer Megure list some evidence that they had collected that Yuko Ikezawa had been in this room.

"So what? This doesn't even prove that I have been in this room. Can it still be used as evidence that I am a murderer? Please, as for the police, please find the evidence first and then charge me with it. , Okay, sorry, Mr. Officer, I need to go to the toilet first."

After listening to a series of evidence that she had been in this room, Ikezawa Yuko did not feel panic at all, and even calmly walked to the toilet in Yoko's room.

However, this move by Ikezawa Yuko attracted the attention of Conan next to him.

Seeing that the commotion in the room had subsided, Miyamoto Sake squeezed through the crowd, walked to Yoko, and asked aloud.

"Yoko, I'm here. What happened here? What do you want from me?"

Miyamoto Kiyohisa, who had roughly guessed the facts, asked knowingly.

"Brother Sake, it's like this. There was a murder case here. One of the clues the police found was your commonly used teacup. In order to facilitate evidence collection, I asked you to come here."

"Who are you, kid? Why are you so close to Miss Yoko!"

Before Miyamoto Seihisa could reply, Mouri Kogoro, who was standing aside, jumped out to speak for love.

At this time, Yamagishi Sakae who was standing aside quickly came out and stopped Mouri Kogoro.

"Mr. Mori, you must not do it. He is the major shareholder of our brokerage company. In other words, he is also Miss Yoko's boss."

After hearing this, the excited Mouri Kogoro calmed down and quickly laughed with him.

"It turns out to be Mr. President. He is really young and promising."

"Okay, stop talking about whether these are available or not. Come here first to cooperate with our investigation and confirmation."

Officer Megure is worthy of being Mouri Kogoro's old partner. His sudden voice at this time gave Mouri Kogoro a step forward, which made the situation less embarrassing.

The trainee on the side also stepped forward with great discernment, took out a record sheet, and began to question Miyamoto Sake.

"Name?"

"Miyamoto Kiyohisa."

"age?"

"27 is old."

"Profession?"

"In this case, can I choose to reserve the right to answer? Sorry, I'll answer the phone first."

While he was answering, Miyamoto Kiyoshi's mobile phone in his trouser pocket suddenly emitted a colorful ringtone. When he opened the screen, he saw that it was the call from Hideo Shibata who was waiting below.

"Hideo, call me, what's the matter?"

"Brother Qingjiu, what happened up there? I see that the police have been in there for a long time, and you haven't come out yet, so I just wanted to call and ask."

"It's okay, I just accidentally got involved in the case. I will solve it soon. You can continue to wait for me below."

After the communication was completed, Miyamoto Kiyoshi immediately closed his phone.

The policeman who stood aside and waited for a short while immediately followed Miyamoto Kiyohisa.

"Sorry, Mr. Miyamoto, according to our regulations, this is not allowed."

Before the policeman finished speaking, Conan, who had been eavesdropping for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Mr. Police Officer, I think this Mr. Miyamoto must be a big shot who doesn't want to reveal his true identity. Look at the mobile phone he just used. I remember that this is a concept model launched by the Miyamoto Foundation not long ago. When I think of this Given the gentleman’s surname, he must have held an important position in the Miyamoto Foundation, but he didn’t want to reveal his identity to the outside world, so he refused to answer his occupation.”

Before he finished speaking, Mao Lilan, who was standing not far away, had his eyes fixed on Conan.

And poor Conan, who was still unaware at this time, still continued to provide his own analysis and reasoning to the police who recorded the incident.

"However, considering the information disclosed by Mr. Yamagishi just now, Mr. Miyamoto should not mind his occupation being the president of a brokerage company, so I think you can directly write Mr. Miyamoto's occupation information. As the president of the brokerage company.”

After saying that, Conan scratched his head as if he was belatedly aware of it, then showed an exaggerated smile, looked at Miyamoto Kiyohisa, and asked in a very cute baby voice.

"Am I right? This is Uncle Miyamoto."