Ke Xue world is not scientific.

"Well...then why are you here again this time?"

Mori Kogoro explained briefly, and Mu Mushisan was speechless, "In other words, you did help them find someone, but the person is already dead."

"That's right." The confused detective went to look at the corpse again. "Anyway, I need to ask the forensic doctor to provide some more clues."

The forensic doctor immediately spoke up, "Looking at the stiffness of the corpse, the deceased did not die lying on the table."

"But it is also certain that the deceased died on a chair, right," Mori Kogoro speculated, "could someone tie him to the chair and move it after he died?"

"This......"

Mu Mushisan's expression became serious, and he glanced at Kogoro Mouri, "Brother Maori, I can confirm that this is another murder case we are best at handling."

Good at handling?

Hearing this, Suzuki Yusuke stopped smoking for a while, but after thinking about it, he felt that what Police Officer Megure said made sense.

After all, the proportion of homicide cases in Tokyo is too exaggerated. If you deal with more, you will naturally be better at it.

All right... Suzuki Yusuke put out the cigarette butt, turned and entered the room.

It happened that the forensic doctor speculated that the deceased had been oppressed in a large area before his death. He turned his eyes and found Conan, who had already climbed onto the bed of the deceased.

This kind of behavior will definitely be punished.

Anyone who gets beaten will suffer, Suzuki Yusuke feels that it is better for him to do it himself, after all, he has a more detailed control over power, which can ensure that Conan will not be beaten out of trouble.

This is really for Conan's sake, definitely not to hold grudges.

Suzuki Yusuke stepped hard and quickly walked behind Conan.

"This blanket feels so soft and warm to the touch, but how does it feel...?"

Before Conan could react, Suzuki Yusuke was holding him up in the air, and he was bombarded three times in a row.

"This will interfere with the police handling the case. Be careful next time."

Suzuki Yusuke put Conan down, and left directly, the clouds were calm, as if he was simply passing by.

"Conan, are you okay?" Mao Lilan hugged Conan with some distress, "But Brother Yujie is right, you can't touch me."

"But this blanket feels a bit sticky." Conan was still strong, "Sister Xiaolan, do you know what's going on?"

Mao Lilan didn't think of the answer, but Officer Meguro thought of it.

"I'm afraid the prisoner used the blanket to fix Mr. Itakura on the chair first, and then used ropes and tapes to achieve the current effect."

Takagi's discovery on the table legs also supports Mu Mushisan's statement.

After explaining the complete reasoning, Mumu Shisan ordered, "Takagi, go and find out if anyone has come to see Mr. Itakura in the past few days."

By the way, I doubted Itakura Zhuo's three parties.

Choose one of three, very classic.

But at present, there is no motive and no evidence, and there is no way to infer who it is.

Of course, this is about the police and has nothing to do with Suzuki Yusuke.

He's the man with the script.

Conan took advantage of the opportunity to lead the topic to the disk with the word 'diary' written on it, which probably contained information related to the black organization.

He is bound to win!

Takagi immediately checked it with the computer in the house, and the records showed that the record began five years ago at the earliest.

Conan was overjoyed. In this way, there is likely to be a record from two years ago, and even more information.

Seeing that Takagi had finished reading the content, he leaned over, "Then, let me put the disk back to its original position for you."

After saying that, he went to eject the disk.

Here it is!

However, Mu Mu Shisan suddenly took the disk away from him, "No, just to be cautious, I'd better leave this thing to the forensics team."

Conan became anxious in an instant, he had to come up with a solution quickly.

In comparison, Yusuke Suzuki was much more leisurely, fishing on the spot, and exchanging text messages with Haibara Ai on his mobile phone.

It's still inconvenient, not to mention QQ and WeChat, it would be nice to have MSN.

Or give the Suzuki consortium a direction?

It is still very difficult for him to do it by himself. After all, EW is not a technology company with a very weak foundation. Transformation is impossible, and no suitable company can be found for acquisition.

Let’s think about it again. Maybe it’s a good choice for the Suzuki consortium to develop smartphones earlier. After all, the technology that can be used earlier is a good technology.

He is imagining future technology, while Conan is searching for evidence.

...

Damn, there are still too few clues!

Conan bit his lip and looked at Suzuki Yusuke who was standing against the wall. This time, he might ask for an off-site assistance!

He trotted over, "Brother Yujie, have you found the murderer yet?"

Chapter 271 FBI? MI6?

"No."

Suzuki Yusuke shook his head directly.

"No, I know you already know, can you tell me?" Conan jumped anxiously, "I took the initiative this time, so it doesn't count as your breaking the agreement."

contract?

Suzuki Yusuke recalled for a while, it seems that there is such a thing.

"Look over there."

He pointed in a direction.

Conan turned his head to look, the Go board?

At the same time, the medical examiner discovered new information that the deceased had no socks on one foot.

After watching the moves on the chessboard, Conan suddenly realized, it turned out to be like this!

After a while, he took the opportunity of reasoning to get the disk in his hand.

Conan smiled gratefully at Suzuki Yusuke, then restored the details in his mind, reasoned roughly, and saw if there was anything that didn't make sense or was unsure.

But Mu Mu Shisan was about to leave, and now there was no clear evidence, so it was no longer possible to keep those three people.

Oops...Conan became nervous again, once the disk was taken away, he would never be able to see it again!

It can only be this way.

"Since Officer Mumu said so, I have no choice but to be respectful rather than obedient."

Mu Mo Shisan turned around, "??"

Kogoro Mori also looked confused, who is talking?Why does the voice sound like him?

"What I want to say is that the suspect must not be allowed to leave here just like that."

After speaking, Conan quickly knocked down Kogoro Mori with one shot.

Suzuki Yusuke helped, and set up a poss for his sleeping teacher, but Conan still ran over, and he wanted to put the micro amplifier on the confused detective.

After finishing his work, Conan began to reason.

Suzuki Yusuke expressed a little shock. This guy was sitting on the edge of the bed without any cover, reasoning openly to the bow.

Don't you want to act now?

He looked at the crowd at the scene, and no one had Conan in their sight.

Great invisibility YYDS!

Conan reasoned a bit, and found that Suzuki Yusuke was looking at him with a strange expression.

He became alert, had he been discovered?

I looked around, no...

After a pause, Conan decided to continue reasoning.

The death message on the Go board is clear enough that it is in Braille, which translates to 'the murderer is Souma, and the evidence is his watch'

This is what Itakura Takuo put on the chessboard with his feet under the pressure of a heart attack.

This is very unreasonable. After all, if Itakura Zhuo had the thought and ability to do such delicate work at that time, it would definitely not be difficult to call for help from the outside world.

However, others are just so helpless.

Conan saw the opportunity, got the floppy disk in his hand, and continued to reason. Since he hadn't fully figured it out this time, he was forced to put the duck on the shelves. During the testimonial session, he stuttered for a while.

But fortunately, he figured it out quickly, and he didn't need Suzuki Yusuke's help to save the scene.

Soma Ryusuke didn't argue much, and quickly pleaded guilty.

After all the busy work, the night is already very deep.

Downstairs of Rice Flower Hotel.

"Okay, Xiaolan," Mu Mu Shisan said goodbye with a smile, "You yawning father still needs to talk to me about something, you two should be sent home by Brother Suzuki."

Mao Lilan shook her head, "No need, you can walk home in 30 minutes from here."

"Okay." Suzuki Yusuke waved his hand, and then said goodbye to Mori Kogoro and Meguro Shisan.

He drove directly in the direction of home.

A little bit of snow fell, and there was no trace of wind in the slightly dull air.

Conan was very happy being held by Mao Lilan.

The disks are in hand, just use Dr. A Li's computer to check the disks thoroughly.

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and Mao Lilan suddenly remembered the last Valentine's Day.

The night sky that day was the same as today.