Protect our prophets

After Kaito tremblingly typed a series of ellipsis, Song Xue said regretfully: "Sorry, today's opportunity was used up."

Little detective: "That's really a pity."

The strange thief protested: "Hey!"

He slapped down on the wall vigorously, turned on the light in the entrance to express his dissatisfaction, and muttered in a low voice: "At any rate, I also worked as a coolie, so I should be treated better——"

Conan pretended he didn't hear it, and asked, "Is it okay for brother Huadi to be outside alone?"

Huadi didn't enter the guest room area with them, he stopped halfway there and stood guard at the entrance of the corridor.Undoubtedly, it was Atobe's instruction.

He waved his hands and said, "There must always be someone to let the wind go, isn't it?"

Besides, he wasn't going to be needed for the search.

Atobu has always considered issues rationally and thoughtfully, and this kind of secret search is not that the more people the better—if he has to say it, he himself is just here to join in the fun.

Several people split up and searched the inside and outside of the single room.

Of course there is no suicide note.Ordinary people would not believe that Kobayashi Misaki committed suicide, and this possibility was ruled out almost immediately.

She didn't have a lot of luggage. Like most passengers on the cruise ship, she had completely put down her official business. The main contents of the suitcase were clothes and cosmetics, as well as a laptop with a password.

Kaito put the computer on the table and asked them, "Do you want to untie it and have a look?"

Cracking passwords is naturally his best field. Conan has no objection, but only suggested a direction: "Look in her folder and mailbox to see if there are any financial disputes."

"OK~"

Songxue walked around the bedroom, and when she came out, they had already searched the outside, and obviously found nothing special, so they gathered around the computer, looking at Kaito and flipping through folders.

"Is there anything in the room?" Akira paid her some attention.

Songxue lifted up the letter paper and card in her hand.

She found two love letters written by Mr. Yonekura to his fiancée in the handbag next to the bed.

"A few days ago was the anniversary of their relationship, so it should have been written at that time." Songxue said while passing the letter to Conan through a handkerchief, "The card smelled of pollen and perfume, and it was Mi Cang who sent flowers to Xiaolin , she took it from the bouquet."

"It seems that there is nothing wrong with their emotional relationship." Kaito took a cursory glance at the probe, and concluded, "Hey... It's disgusting. I thought I used my mobile phone to send text messages now, but there are still love letters?"

"Because of the anniversary," Conan shrugged. "The more modern communication is developed, the more people like traditional and ceremonial things."

Kaito was also in a daze: "You mean, I feel like I didn't use a smartphone...not long ago. Has time passed so fast?"

Conan nodded heavily, deeply sympathetic.

"Not to mention, the homicide rate has increased significantly in the past few months, and there are several incidents every day, which is almost the weight of the previous month..."

Both Atobe and Matsuyuki turned their heads to look at him in unison.

Conan swallowed and nodded slowly: "Uh, no exaggeration, it's true."

"No, I'm not suspicious." Songxue pondered for a moment, then said, "I just suddenly knew what's wrong with this world?"

Atobe twitched the corner of his mouth, very suspicious: "So serious?"

"Last week, there were two poisoning incidents in the coffee shop downstairs," Conan said dryly, "three burglaries, and two attempted murders..."

Before he finished speaking, Kaito hugged his shoulders: "Then it will be doubled when it's a holiday?"

Conan's expression was complicated: "The detective agency has no holidays."

"..."

Detectives have no holidays.

"So that's how it is," Song Xue understood, and said slowly, "That's why the four of you appeared on this boat at the same time..."

In other words, although it is not a template for any theater version, this lineup is too luxurious.

Which prisoner can afford this treatment?

That's only a lot of prisoners...

"Seven or eight cases a day is too exaggerated." Kuai Dou's expression became numb, his eyes were deep, "You guys are stabbing ants, right?"

"Didn't I tell you earlier?" The little detective rolled his eyes angrily, "Otherwise we will ask you to make up the numbers?"

"I thought up to three a day!" he retorted.

"No, even three meals a day, that's too much..." Songxue couldn't help but say.

Atobe rested his chin and fell into deep thought: It feels like the world view has been refreshed.

Kobayashi Misaki's room search came to an end, and they moved on to the next target.

Tatsuya Yonekura's bedroom is simpler, a few boys walked in and came out within a few minutes.Atobe looked disgusted and frowned: "What taste..."

"Huh?" Songxue was surprised, "He already has a girlfriend, so could it be that he still hid the pornographic book under the bed?"

"No, that's not the case." Kaito coughed dryly, "Atobe-kun is saying that his perfume is of poor taste, and he feels like his nose has been ruined."

"Indeed, judging by his attire, he doesn't pay much attention to details." Conan analyzed objectively, "Judging from what he matched tonight, the wing collar of the dress style should be matched with a bow tie, or a simple scarf, but he But with a tie and a Windsor knot, it looks nondescript..."

"Before he got engaged to Kobayashi Misaki, he was just an ordinary white-collar worker," Song Xue said, "Not everyone knows so much, and he doesn't use it in ordinary social situations."

"So, before they get married, he should be the last thing he wants to happen to his fiancée?" Kaito raised his eyebrows and picked up a shirt in his hand.

"I just replaced it, and I found it next to his bed. There is a smell of women's perfume behind the collar, which may be a cheap brand." He shrugged and said, "And Ms. Xiaolin is using Marc Jacobs Daisy series tonight, Of course, she brought a dozen other styles in the vanity case, and they didn't make much difference—well, to me."

Songxue sighed, not surprised at all: "Oh, man."

Atobe glanced at her keenly, and said coldly: "Didn't you say you don't want map guns?"

"There's nothing else." Kaito returned to the living room after putting his things back in place, with a look of regret on his face, "To be honest, I don't have a good impression of Mr. Yonekura, and it would be a pity if it really has nothing to do with him. gone."

"That's not necessarily the case," Songxue said with a brisk tone, "Don't forget, in 90.00% of the cases, the murderer is the lover or spouse of the deceased. There is no absolute, even if it is not him, it may be someone related to him, just follow the clues Investigate along this line of thought, and generally you won’t make mistakes.”

Conan looked back at Mi Cang's room, resting his chin in thought.

People who are familiar with him can tell from his solemn expression that he is still full of doubts about this suspect.But if he wants to prove his crime, he must find conclusive evidence before he can make a conclusion.

Songxue bent her index finger and knocked on the suitcase: "Prisoners must carry cyanide with them, and there must be corresponding containers. They have no chance to leave the restaurant after the incident, and they cannot be thrown into the sea, so they will definitely be left at the scene." some clues."

If you are more careless, maybe it will leave traces in the room.

And all the prisoners are more or less arrogant. They are confident that they will not be caught by the police or detectives, so they boldly put their murderous thoughts into action.

Several people looked at each other.

Kaito squatted sideways and opened the suitcase.

Most of the items in the box have been put into the bedroom by the owner, and there are some odds and ends left, such as sunscreen, travel kit, and several medicine boxes, which are anti-inflammatory drugs, cold medicine, and stomach for digestion Tablets are common items for traveling.

"They're all full, and it's unlikely that they have been filled with these." He shook the medicine bottle and the medicine box respectively, and put them back.

"Well... let's see the next one." Conan said.

After leaving the door of Mr. Yonekura's room, Maki Aso's room is diagonally opposite.

She and Kobayashi Misaki were college classmates and friends for many years. Although they are recognized as close friends, according to the general law, they are also one of the most suspected objects.

Unexpectedly, they found the empty medicine bottle in a trash can in the living room, tucked away in a wad of tissues.

There is no wrapping paper, the bottle body has been torn clean, and it is blank.Conan opened the lid, sniffed it cautiously, and put it down: "It smells like bitter almonds."

Songxue was opening her cosmetic bag.In addition to makeup and skin care products, there is also a bag of medicine.

It is also commonly used cold medicine and painkillers, hemostatic patches, small bottles of alcohol, and half a box of sleeping pills.

Several people were silent.

Atobe said slowly, "This murderer is really bold."

"It's also crazy." Conan sighed.

Kaito looked at this side, then at that side, and finally asked Songxue, "Do you want to check the remaining two?"

Songxue nodded, the process still needs to go through again.

Then, it was time to go back and join the two detectives who remained on the scene.

At the end of the search, Songxue decided to separate from them at the door.

Kaito and Conan returned to the restaurant to close the case, and she was going to go down to the chief engineer, just in case, it would be best to let them inspect the entire ship.

"I'll see you guys later."

Atobe nodded, looked across the corridor, landed on the portrait in the elevator, and took a few more glances.

"The boat looks like it's on fire," he commented curtly.

The elevator Songxue was waiting for hadn't come up yet, and several people followed suit.

It was an oil painting sailing in the setting sun, half of the sky and the ocean were dyed bright red, and the colors were gorgeous, until it spread to the edge of the frame, it slowly became deeper.

The night and the sea in the darkness awaited them in the distance.

Kaito shuddered inexplicably: "Atobe-kun, it's scary to say that."

"That's why we are going to stop the prisoner." Conan sighed.

Kaito blinked: "Speaking of it, detective, how many cases have you encountered on the ship so far?"

"This year, at least fifteen times." Conan said without raising his head, "And I only took a boat ten times this year."

"..."

Kaito quickly turned around, turned his back to the oil painting, folded his arms around his chest, and said to Songxue: "I think it's dangerous to act alone, why don't we go together?"

Songxue said, "I don't mind."

It seemed a bit risky for him to cosplay as a detective in front of Detective Baima, she pondered for a while.

Although Baima is not familiar with Kudo Shinichi, but he is too familiar with Kaitou Kidd, in case...

Kaito obviously didn't like having his vest stripped off so quickly.

Songxue was sure that after tonight's poisoning case, there were more dangerous crises waiting for them.

The author has something to say: the more priests, the more werewolves, nothing wrong!

So the problem in this world is that everyone has complained a lot...the so-called where to go, where to die (.

Exaggerated version of _(:з」∠)_