Ke Xue world is not scientific.

When the two approached, he asked with concern, "Is your illness better?"

"Much better, thank you Officer Megure."

Mu Mushisan looked at Suzuki Yusuke, and said seriously, "It's just that, you have also been in the toilet, right? Conan said that the three of you went in together?"

"Yes."

Hearing Suzuki Yusuke's answer without hesitation, he leaned closer to the other party's ear, "Well, Brother Suzuki, can these two children know how to go to the toilet by themselves at this age?"

Yusuke Suzuki: "..."

Your brain hole is really outrageous.

"Just go in and find something."

"Oh, it's really looking for Conan's change..."

Memu Shisan nodded and continued to ask someone for questioning, leaving Suzuki Yusuke with a puzzled look on his face.

Is this really good?

He didn't even need to use stereotypes or correct words, and the police directly helped him get it done.

With this level of trust, I am afraid that the question is really just a matter of meaning.

Seeing this, Conan put forward his suggestion in due course, asking the police to investigate whether there is poison in the space between Sohei Dejima's seat and the toilet.

Suzuki Yusuke originally wanted to come forward and tell the reasoning directly, but the phone rang.

Makoto Nishino.

5 minute later.

Suzuki Yusuke stood outside the house, listening to his mobile phone, nodding his head from time to time.

Soon, he finalized the matter with the lawyer on the other end of the phone.

It shouldn't be possible to do it in one step today.

Leave it to someone else when the case is settled.

Back in the house again, Conan was waiting for him with a serious face.

"Do you think those people will do this case?"

"Which people?"

Suzuki Yusuke stood beside Conan, "If you mean that organization, I'm sure it's not."

"They won't wait until now to kill the president of the island, and they won't kill the president of the island alone."

Conan's expression changed when he heard this.

Will that organization really implicate the people around it?

It was only Haibara Ai who said this to him before, but now even Suzuki Yusuke said this, it seems that it is indeed true.

Difficult.

"No idea?"

Hearing Suzuki Yusuke's words, Conan shook his head, "I couldn't find any toxic reaction in the room, but there was a toxic reaction on the right side of the victim's pants and belt.

Furthermore, the poison was detected on the fingertips of his left hand, the handkerchief and the hamburger wrapping paper, and the amount was very small. "

Saying that, Conan looked into Suzuki Yusuke's eyes, "You should have already figured it out, right? Go and solve the case."

Suzuki Yusuke raised his hand and hammered it on the top of Conan's head.

Originally, he wanted to reason, but Conan's attitude made him very unhappy.

Stop pushing, whoever likes to push will push.

After thinking about it, he bowed his head and warned, "You don't even call me brother now?"

It was another brainstorm.

Conan couldn't hold back anymore.

We all know that he is Kudo Shinichi, why do we still regard him as Conan! ?

Know to bully him all day long!

Chapter 384

Watching Suzuki Yusuke walk up to Haibara Ai and start to be an audience, Conan has never felt so aggrieved.

In the past, he was obviously begging the other party to give him more time to think.

"I said brother Suzuki, can you help me?"

At this moment, Megushisan came to Suzuki Yusuke's side, his voice was very low.

After all, the fact that the police need to rely on detectives to solve the case itself is not something worth promoting.

His expression was full of earnestness, "I think your teacher always tries his best to investigate clues at the scene, but I think you often do nothing."

Yusuke Suzuki: "..."

Do you know what is personal style?

And there is...

Officer Mumu, please, can you put the expression on your face back?

I just looked up and read your thoughts of wanting to regain the glory of the last time, okay?

"Well, Officer Megure," Suzuki Yusuke thought about his choice of words, "First of all, I am indeed learning from the teacher, but I have no intention of becoming a detective."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pressed Hui Yuanai's head, "Also, I need to take care of her."

Although Haibara Ai felt that she didn't need to be taken care of now, she still cooperated quite a bit and grabbed Suzuki Yusuke's hand timidly.

Although she didn't say anything, the uneasiness of a sick little girl facing a strange environment has surfaced on her face.

Mu Mu Shisan's heart suddenly softened.

"Ahem," he pretended to say, "Then you take good care of Xiao Ai."

Afterwards, he did not give up and asked, "Did you find any clues that our police didn't have?"

"There are no clues, but speculation... there is still one."

Hearing this, Mumu Shisan's eyes lit up, and Conan, who had been paying attention to this side, couldn't help but raised his ears and began to eavesdrop.

Suzuki Yusuke noticed Conan's small movements, and beckoned to Mumu Shisan, motioning for him to come over.

"Before President Dejima was poisoned and died, there was only Mr. Natsubori who was in charge of buying food, but I can confirm that he has never been in contact with the same thing as the victim."

"So, let me rule out the possibility that he is the murderer first."

"In this way, the murderer can only be selected among the remaining two people who have never left the house."

"Combined with the current situation where no poison reaction can be found, I speculate that the murderer must have put the poison on something that President Dejima would touch, but it would not attract attention when he took it away."

"And this thing never left the house, but was placed by the murderer in a place where no one would be searched."

Mu Mu Shisan nodded, and also lowered his voice, "It's quite reasonable for you to say that, but what exactly is that?"

"If you think about it, there is poison on the victim's belt and pants, which means that the victim took off his pants after his hands were poisoned."

"In this way, isn't it just going to the toilet?"

"At that time, the victim went to the toilet because his stomach was uncomfortable. What made him put aside going to the toilet first?"

Mu Mushisan touched his chin and thought for a while, his eyes lit up, "Change the toilet paper?"

"That's right, the toilet paper will be changed, which means that the paper is used up. If the poison is not unexpected, it should be on the toilet paper tube."

"As long as you search in all directions, you can definitely find it, and maybe you can find fingerprints."

After Suzuki Yusuke finished speaking, he put on an expression of 'I've left it to you'.

And Mu Mu Shisan was still a little dazed.

"That's it, I'll take Xiao Ai around to soothe her mood."

Out of the whispering state, he said something like this, and pulled Hui Yuanai upstairs.

Conan who was not far away felt lonely after listening to it, let’s just forget that he didn’t hear the voice, and couldn’t even see the mouth shape, because Suzuki Yusuke blocked it with his hand.

Damn!

I really want to know what Yusuke Suzuki told Officer Megure...

Mu Mushisan, who came back to his senses, looked at Gao Mushe, "Gao Mu, go and check every corner of the house again, and don't let go of any place. The main thing is to find toilet paper tubes. If there are other suspicious things, take them with you. come over."

"Yes!"

Takagi took the order to leave, Imai Tetsuo immediately panicked.

Judging by the actions of the police, it was obvious that they had noticed something.

Conan still decided to come over by himself, and he regained his innocence, and asked, "Officer Megure, what did Brother Yusuke tell you just now?"

"Oh, he means..."

...

upstairs.

Suzuki Yusuke led Haibara Ai and walked slowly.

"The traces of my previous life should have been completely obliterated. It has been 30 years."

"Um......"

Hui Yuanai responded softly, and looked at every detail with a pair of big eyes.

It seems that Sohei Dejima lived here usually, and the traces of his life are obvious.

However, even if these rooms have been empty, that long time is enough to obliterate a person's existence.

Fortunately, she is satisfied enough.

The tape her sister put here was actually left to her by her mother.