Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"Normally, the wound should be facing the ground, but now it is facing upwards."

"And here, the victim's hand is next to the phone. Normally, when people use their phones, they would look at the screen, right?"

"So if the victim wanted to make a phone call, her face should be facing left, towards the side with the phone."

"But now she's facing the right side where there's no phone, and both of these positions strike me as odd."

Kuroda gently lifted the frame of his glasses and said, "In this case, it might be a coincidence. She fell and bounced back, causing the direction to change."

Megure nodded in agreement, "Yes, and it's unclear what she plans to do with the phone."

"Yes, please take a look here."

"There were no major injuries on the victim's face, except for the loss of an eyeball, but on her nose."

Sato narrowed his eyes and said, "There are scratches from something. Also, her lipstick seems to have been rubbed onto her left cheek."

"It looked as if someone had forcibly turned her face to the right."

"That's right!" A few drops of cold sweat appeared on Megure's forehead: "So, she was most likely trying to see the direction the murderer ran away?"

Kuroda had a gloomy face and said coldly: "Hand her phone over to the forensic examiner immediately to investigate. If she was talking to someone before she was killed, the person she was talking to might know something."

The man in black mingled among the onlookers, enjoying looking at the work of art he had created.

He smiled creepily and said to himself, "It's a pity that the man didn't know anything. Before he got through, I had already broken his phone."

"But there is one more person. Where is the last person?"

The man in black bit his lips angrily, with a few streaks of blood flowing down from the corners of his mouth. He widened his eyes and said, "Kill Lan Zi! Kill Lan Zi and he will die!"

He recalled the conversation that day in his mind.

"That's right. They wanted to escape, so we detained them. Now we are preparing to record their statements."

"I guess. I'll come find you later."

That woman!!!

Hot air continued to emanate from the nostrils of the man in black, and hatred permeated his entire body.

"Tell her we'll be there later and let her sing alone first, no problem!"

"I'll hang up now then. See you later, Yumi."

Conan swiped his phone downwards: This incident was indeed related to those people who violated traffic rules a week ago, but no one was discussing it.

Regarding things like violating traffic rules, I guess I should go to Polo Cafe and ask.

"Jingle Bell!"

"Welcome! Eh? Conan?"

Conan entered the coffee shop and went straight to the point, asking Ms. Xiaozi next to him about what happened nearby a week ago.

Xiao Zi leaned forward and placed his hands on his knees. "You mean a week ago? There was indeed a problem at the intersection over there."

"Can you tell me in detail what happened at that time?"

"Ahem!" Baijiu coughed twice deliberately and glared at Conan: "Why are you asking this? And didn't you see the two of us?"

Conan turned around and found Lu Xin and Baijiu sitting on the sofa nearby, tasting sandwiches made by Bourbon.

"What are you doing here, Conan?" Lu Xin pinched his soft face and rubbed it with her palms.

Lu Xin lifted her long white legs and held her face in her hands: "Are you playing detective games again? What case did you encounter this time?"

"Sister Lu Xin?" Conan leaned forward, covered his mouth and whispered, "Two cases of malicious murder of police officers occurred nearby."

"I was planning to—"

"Hey! Conan." Amuro brought a plate of Black Forest cake and placed it in front of them, with his hands on the seat: "What's going on?"

Lu Xin picked up the fork, picked up a large piece and put it in her mouth: "It tastes really good!"

She gave a thumbs up. "Well, Conan said he wanted to know about the commotion at that intersection a week ago."

"That's what you're talking about." Amuro dragged his chair, sat down and pounded his shoulder: "At that time, there was an argument between two female police officers and three drivers."

"I remember it was quite a scene. All three drivers violated traffic rules. The female police officer said she would take them back to the police station to record their statements."

"He also said that he had memorized their license plate numbers. If anyone dared to escape, he would not let them off easily!"

Conan asked: "Did they show any anger at that time?"

Amuro looked up and recalled: "I remember those three people, they all looked very angry."

Lu Xin added: "It seems that they are in a hurry to go somewhere?"

"Hmm? Sister Lu Xin, are you also there?"

"Yi Yu and I happened to be passing by there at the time. While waiting for the red light, we happened to witness something."

"I remember that driver because he was looking at his phone while driving and even forgot to bring his driver's license."

"He had a breakdown and was in tears saying his girlfriend, who was in a bad mental state, was waiting for him."

"I just kept begging the policewoman to let him go back as soon as possible."

Amuro continued the conversation, "The man who was riding the motorcycle in the wrong direction was shouting that he was abused by his new boyfriend earlier."

"He needs to hurry over to save his ex-wife."

"The last man was not wearing a seat belt and his car inspection had expired, the man said anxiously."

"His sister is being harassed by a stalker. If he's not around, his sister will be in danger."

Lu Xin tilted her head: "The two policemen who were killed, could they be the two female policemen who had an argument with them?"

"Yes." Conan lowered his head and replied seriously.

"Oh my God! No way." Xiao Zi couldn't help but step back.

"By the way, do you know if any of those three people play baseball or golf, or work in a music-related field?"

Baijiu cast a confused look: "Why do you ask?"

Conan told them truthfully: "Because the first policewoman who was killed in the park pointed at the swing."

"And the English word for swing is swing."

Lu Xin immediately understood Conan's intention: "Swing a bat or club, and swing means to swing."

"Swing to the tune of jazz. Swing is also the English word for swing."

"Is that so? Sorry, we don't know what those three people do, so we can't help you."

"Then..." Conan held the skateboard in his arms and held the door handle: "If you remember anything, remember to contact me."

"Conan really looks like a detective." Xiao Zi exclaimed.

"Of course." Lu Xin blinked her clear eyes.

"And he's a private investigator who doesn't make any mistakes."

Lu Xin gave a meaningful smile.