Conan: Ke Xue’s daily life in the world of elderly care

Fang Guling's eyes instantly became speechless. He glanced at Tang Muqing and then raised his camera to take pictures seriously, following the water stains on the floor to the beach outside the house.

He took the photo, put the camera in Tang Muqing's hand, and then came back and raised his chin towards the corpse, "It was dragged up from the sea. It is not yet sure whether it was drowned in sea water, waiting for the forensic autopsy."

Tang Muqing nodded, "Oh."

Jianggu Ling:......

"Oh?" Jiang Gu Ling turned to look at Tang Muqing, his purple-grey eyes full of speechlessness, "Aren't you going to judge the time of death? Others can't do the inspection, but you, the police, should be able to do it, right?"

"I am a psychiatrist, not a coroner." Tang Muqing glanced at the wet clothes on the corpse and the abrasions on the skin, and seemed to be a little disgusted, "The current science and technology are enough to support the coroner to accurately judge the time of death. What else can I do?"

The scene is handed over to the police, who collect evidence, collect the evidence that should be collected, and interrogate the people who should interrogate. Isn't this the end of it?

"The murderer may have run away." Fangtani Rei said expressionlessly, "I just checked and it should have been between half an hour and an hour, but I'm not sure. This answer will be more convincing from your mouth. force."

Tang Muqing crossed his arms and had no intention of fulfilling his duties. "If you run away, you will be wanted. Don't ask me what I will do if I am not wanted. Do you think the murderer here is the same as you and me?"

If the murderer really had the ability to run around committing crimes like a member of the winery, he wouldn't hide his identity and kill himself.

The voice was very low, but Jianggu Ling's eyelids twitched.

He took a deep look at Tang Muqing and said, "Then why did you become a policeman?"

"For office romance..." Tang Muqing couldn't help but chuckle. After looking at it for a moment, he touched his pocket, stood next to the body with a handkerchief, turned on the phone to record, and then lowered his eyes against the glasses to observe the body.

"At 8:32 p.m., the contraction reaction of the body muscles still remained, rigor mortis did not appear in the facial muscles, and the cornea did not appear turbid. The temperature of the body was slightly lower than the body temperature, or the temperature of the body was accelerated due to immersion in sea water. It was inferred that the time of death was late. Around eight o'clock, within ten minutes."

Tang Muqing finished speaking in a calm voice with a slight smile. He saved the recording on his phone and sent it to Officer Megure. Finally, he looked at Fangtani Rei and said, "Okay, it's over."

Jianggu Ling:......

ill?

Do you have to say a few unseemly words before doing serious things?

Jianggu Ling looked at Tang Muqing expressionlessly and handed the camera over, "What's the cause of death?"

"Drown." Tang Muqing pointed at the corpse with a calm expression, "The nose and hands were full of sand, and the whole body was dripping wet. There was also mushroom-like foam in the mouth and nose caused by the massive secretion of respiratory mucus and rapid breathing. Can’t you see clearly?”

Fang Guling's face was expressionless, "I can see clearly, but I thought you were a fool."

Tang Muqing rolled his eyes and was about to say something when he heard Maori Kogoro speak solemnly, "Half an hour ago... it should have been when the ritual was in progress. We stayed at the door and didn't see anyone coming in or out, so... "

Having said this, Mouri Kogoro raised his head, his eyes full of sternness, "The murderer arranged the scene after the murder, and then returned to the funeral again. The murderer is among us!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, everyone in the room was shocked, and exclamations came one after another.

Tang Muqing turned his head and looked at Mouri Kogoro with a little confusion in his eyes, "Ah, he's quite handsome."

Jiang Guling frowned slightly and said at a loss for words, "My daughter is already so old!"

Don't worry!

Although he knew in his heart that Tang Muqing and Zhu Fu Jingguang had no emotional entanglement, he couldn't be so arrogant in front of his good friend, right?

"I'm just sighing, but are you jealous?" Tang Muqing asked back, grabbing a stool and sitting down, then looked at the village chief of Heiyan, "Mr. Village Chief, can you give me a copy of the list of people participating in the ritual?" ? We'd better prepare all the information related to this murder before the police arrive, such as...the death of Keiji Aso twelve years ago, and the death of former village chief Isamu Kameyama two years ago."

The preparations were done and work started immediately when the police came. He ran away and went back to the hotel to sleep on the spot!

perfect!

The mayor of Black Rock Village was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, yes, but the person who benefits the most from Kawashima's death may be Mr. Shimizu. He is a candidate for village chief just like Kawashima..."

Having said this, the head of Kuroiwa Village looked at the middle-aged man standing next to Asai Narumi.

The other party frowned, obviously very angry and wanted to refute.

"It has nothing to do with me. I just need to stay here and wait for the police to arrive. As for who I suspect, interrogate, and reason with whom... it has nothing to do with me." Tang Muqing sat on the chair with his legs crossed, unmoved, " Until the second police officer arrives, maintaining the status quo is the best option."

The village chief of Black Rock shut up slowly. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a childish voice.

The short child stood on tiptoes while holding the piano, pointing at the cover, "Ah, there seems to be something here!"

As he spoke, Conan stretched out his hand and pulled out a worn piece of paper, "There was no music score here when we came during the day!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hairy man screamed in surprise and ran towards the outside of the Citizens' Office in a panic.

Tang Muqing glanced at him and said, "I'm alone..."

Another one died and didn't run away.

"That's Mr. Takeshi Nishimoto. He used to be very powerful on the island, but after the death of the previous village chief, he seemed...a little autistic." The village chief's secretary finally recovered from the panic and explained in a low voice, "You Any question?"

Tang Muqing looked up at the man standing in front of him and asked doubtfully, "Did I just ask a question?"

secretary:……

No!

The secretary silently turned his head and looked at a certain detective, "Then...do you have any questions?"

Mouri Kogoro took the music score from Conan's hand and slapped Conan on the head, "I told you not to run around! Not only did you run around, but you also touched the evidence!"

Conan: ...

Conan covered his head and looked at Mouri Kogoro's ungloved hand, "Uncle, you touched it too!"

"Ah..." Tang Muqing chuckled lightly, threw the handkerchief over, sat on the stool with his legs crossed, put his slender fingers on his cheeks to support his chin, and said with a half-smile: "Look, just touch it randomly. The police officers need to check many fingerprints. They have to extract all the fingerprints from this piece of paper, and then check them one by one to exclude the fingerprints of Conan and Mr. Maori... In the end, they may not be able to get valid information."

Conan stood next to Mouri Kogoro and raised his eyes to meet a pair of gentle light brown eyes.

The other person sat on the stool calmly, as naturally and calmly as if he were sitting on a luxurious sofa. He didn't have a strong aura to suppress others, but it made people dare not speak too loudly.

Those gentle eyes looked at him, the clear lenses reflected a little white light under the dim light, and his voice was gentle, "Conan, you can really cause trouble."