The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

"For seven years, I have always regarded Keyan as my own son, and I have always regarded him as my own son!"

"Don't get excited, Mrs. Minagawa."

"Can you tell me what you did after you found the body?"

The eyes of Atsuto Yamashita, who was churning candy in his mouth, became sharper.

In this case, Conan is equivalent to the old thief Qingshan.

He said whoever is the murderer is the murderer.

"I know I know!"

"Auntie is washing coffee cups in the kitchen!"

Conan, who had just been taught a lesson, hurriedly raised his hand, but his innocent voice made Mrs. Minagawa's complexion suddenly change!

"Washing coffee cups?"

"It's really strange, Mrs. Minagawa."

"Your son, no, your adopted son is dead, and you still have the heart to wash the coffee cup first?"

"why?"

"Is it because there is something shady on it?"

The smile on the corner of Yamashita Toshito's mouth became more and more playful, and Mrs. Minagawa's complexion changed, and finally she knelt down powerlessly on the ground and explained everything in detail.

Her husband's business failed and he needed a lot of money urgently, that's why she wanted to kill Minagawa Katsuhiko.

Because Minagawa Katsuhiko's insurance compensation can solve her family's troubles.

The method of killing is also very simple.

She knew her adopted son didn't like desserts, so she poisoned her coffee.After everyone drank the poisoned coffee, the cake with the antidote was served.In this way, Katsuhiko Minagawa, who does not eat dessert, will die naturally without taking the antidote.

"Really are…………"

Standing by the window of the living room, watching the crying woman being crushed into the police car, Atsuto Yamashita glanced at the tear-stained brat Minakawa Susumu who was crying to get into the police car together, and sighed.

"A sin."

"You're right, Conan-kun."

"Yeah, her own family is also broken—" Conan's tone suddenly froze after taking over the words, and his expression froze.

"Shan, Officer Yamashita?"

Conan turned his head slowly, and Atsuto Yamashita was watching him condescendingly, his eagerness to fight was not very friendly.

"There is no one here now, so shouldn't we also settle the ledger?"

"The last time you hit your head, you will be anesthetized today. You are a primary school student having a good time, huh?"

Chapter 15 Showdown, I am Shinichi Kudo (2)

"What are you talking about, Officer Yamashita? I don't understand why."

【Too bad, it really was discovered...】

Conan subconsciously denied it, and his young body gradually leaned towards the corner of the wall under the pressing step by step of Yamashita.

"Can't understand?"

The rough and powerful hands directly picked up Conan who was forced to tremble in the corner, and then grabbed one of the artifacts that run through Conan's entire play-the bowknot voice changer.

【not good! 】

Conan, who wanted to resist, was directly suppressed, and fell to the ground like a discarded toy villain, watching Atsuto Yamashita take away the bowknot voice changer to play with.

"Hey, hello."

"It's pretty useful."

"It's a shame whoever made this didn't get a Nobel Prize."

Three sentences in a row, each sentence has a different voice.

Atsuto Yamashita sighed after experiencing an artifact.

"give me back!"

Conan, who wants to get back the bowknot voice changer, is like a child whose toy has been robbed, and the panic and anger on his face are obvious.

"Back to you?"

"of course can."

"The premise is that you have to tell me everything frankly."

"I'm a very vengeful person. You almost shot your head with an ashtray at Okino Yoko's house that night. I always remember it."

Atsuto Yamashita squatted down with a smile, shaking the red bow in his hand, admiring the ever-changing expression on Edogawa Conan's face with great interest.

Sure enough, if he wanted to get revenge, he still had to let the spokesperson of the god of death suffer under his hands.

Akatsuki Yamashita felt much better now.