Conan, My Neighbor Kurosawa Jin

"Sister Xiaolan, we have to continue looking for things, so we have to leave first." As soon as Conan finished speaking, he suddenly heard a scream and subconsciously ran in the direction of the sound.

Before Xiaolan and the others could react, several children from the Junior Detective Team also ran over.

Upon seeing this, the three of them looked at each other and quickly followed behind them, running towards the place where the screams came from.

Conan looked at the man who fell to the ground, and his face became a little ugly. He ran to the door and saw that a man fell to the ground ferociously, with a broken water glass next to him, and the contents inside were spilled on the ground.

Conan ran over and touched the other person's neck. There was no beating at all. He lowered his head and smelled the taste of the other person's mouth, which had a faint smell of almonds.

Cyanide

I dipped my finger into some of the drink that spilled on the floor. It was coffee, but there was no doubt whether there was cyanide in it.

"Conan!" Xiaolan ran over and looked at Conan who was checking inside, and frowned.

"Sister Xiaolan, call the police quickly, this person is dead!" Conan said without looking back.

Xiaolan took out the mobile phone in her pocket and dialed the police number, but there was still a daze in her eyes. She seemed to have seen Shinichi just now.

But didn't it be proven last time that Shinichi and Conan are not the same person?

After suppressing all the doubts in her mind, Xiaolan told the police about the situation here. When they heard that someone was dead, the police immediately became serious and told Xiaolan that they would be there soon.

Imaguchi Koshin stood at the door and stopped several children who wanted to run in. He reached out and covered their eyes. Looking at the dead man inside, Imaguchi Koshin's eyes showed a hint of helplessness.

Sure enough, every time I meet the little detective, someone always dies.

Conan checked around the room, his brows furrowed and never relaxed.

"When you came here just now, this room was closed, right?" Conan asked, looking at the frightened witness.

"Yes, the team leader usually has the habit of taking a lunch break. He usually stays in his office after finishing his meal and doesn't come out until he goes to work in the afternoon." The frightened Chiaki Mamiya nodded and calmed down before speaking. said.

"Generally, the door to the team leader's office is closed during this period and won't be opened until work in the afternoon. It's already time to go to work today, and the team leader hasn't come, so I wanted to call him to see if he was okay. over slept.

But no one responded when I knocked on the door. I was afraid that something might happen to the team leader, so I opened the door with a spare key, only to see the team leader lying on the ground. "

"Where are the spare keys?" Conan stared at Mamiya Chiaki.

"There are two keys in total. One is with the doorman, and the team leader put the key on the door frame to avoid being locked out." Mamiya Qianzhao pointed to the frame of the door, and Conan followed the key. Looking in the direction he was pointing, his frown deepened.

According to what Chiaki Mamiya said, everyone in the entire museum has the possibility of getting the key to open the door, so everyone has the opportunity to commit a crime.

“Where does he get his coffee?”

"I don't know. The team leader likes coffee very much. He brings it himself and some are given by the office. He often likes to make coffee for himself." Sensing that there might be a problem with coffee, Mamiya Chiaki quickly distanced himself from the relationship.

"Since he is the team leader, he should have an assistant or something like that. Doesn't it mean that the assistant helps with the job?" Yuanzi asked doubtfully. Although the team leader's official position is not high, he should probably ask his subordinates to help with the job. When the time comes, is it possible to soak it with your own hands every time?

"No, the team leader doesn't have anything particular about drinking coffee. He just likes all kinds of DIY. Every time he puts something into the coffee and how much he puts in it, it's all random. It all depends on his preference, so he always does it himself." Mamiya Chiaki said. Shaking his head, the team leader thought about it while making coffee. He made it himself, and no matter how bad it tasted, he would not say anything.

But if someone else messes around and the coffee for him is spoiled, the team leader will lose his temper.

"My preferences are really special." Yuanzi said nothing more.

"Conan, have you found any clues?" Ayumi and the others asked quietly as they surrounded Conan.

"Not yet." Conan shook his head. There were still too few clues in front of him. I'm afraid he would have to wait until the police arrived before he could investigate clearly.

Because the location of the art museum is not far from the Metropolitan Police Department, the police arrived not long after. Officer Megure appeared in the art museum with Officer Sato and the others.

The police quickly cordoned off the scene, and Officer Memu looked serious as he looked at the body being carried out.

"Xiaolan, Conan, it's you again!" Officer Memu felt a little numb as he nodded to Conan and the others.

"Yes, Officer Megure." Conan nodded and pointed at Chiaki Mamiya, who was standing aside, "This uncle is the first witness to the case."

Officer Megure and the others turned their attention to Mamiya Chiaki. Officer Takagi held a notebook in his hand and shook Mamiya Chiaki aside and began to ask him about the situation at the time of the crime.

Officer Sato and the others began to inspect the office where the deceased died. The windows were closed and only one vent was left. If the door was locked at that time, then this was a secret room.

After checking everything in the room, Officer Sato walked up to Officer Megure.

"Officer Megure, I have checked the room, and there is no problem. And if the door was closed at the time, there were no other exits in the room except a ten centimeter vent, so it can be considered a secret room. "