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The cloth wrapping the body was carefully removed and put into evidence bags one by one.The policeman wearing a mask squatted down and looked carefully at the dead man's eyes, the residual terror still lingering in the pupils.

Conan managed to stay by the policeman's side with his innocent childlike face, and he saw the blue and purple strangle marks sunken on the man's neck at a glance.

"I didn't find the Yoshikawa line." Conan took a closer look, and the skin of the corpse was covered with age spots, but there were no redundant wounds.

Scratch marks from suffocating people scratching their necks trying to free themselves from the rope are known in police jargon as the Yoshikawa line and can be used as evidence of homicide.

Before seeing the corpse, everyone subconsciously equated the deceased with the Raven Duke in "Death of the Unknown", thinking that he must die of suffocation, and the death method with intense pain and humiliation perfectly fits "revenge" Theme of.

"No, it's not like that." Conan recalled the scene he saw in the auditorium: the hoisted person's hands were relaxed and lowered, and he rose up unsteadily, with his toes pointing to the ground, his head hanging slightly, and he was at the mercy of others .

At that time, he was already dead.

"The deceased was killed at an unknown time. The body was specially preserved and exchanged with performance props. The time of death is not today." Conan stood on tiptoe, trying to take a look at the test sheet in the policeman's hand.

"Smelly brat, what do you want to do?" He had just glanced at the corner of the paper when a familiar voice sounded behind Conan.

Conan was hit halfway on tiptoe, Mouri Kogoro grabbed Conan by the collar like a cat and lifted him up, suspiciously approaching: "Don't play your detective game here, go to Xiaolan's side."

Conan shook his jio in the air helplessly, and flopped twice like a duckling paddling water: "I'm just curious. Uncle, the deceased obviously didn't die from suffocation. Why is his face blue and purple? It looks like he was frozen. Live the same."

There is a big difference between frostbite and suffocation.The hypothalamic thermoregulatory center of the hypothalamus fails due to the extreme cold before death. People will feel hot and comfortable before death, take off their clothes unconsciously and smile.

"Undressing" and "smiling" are the two characteristics of freezing to death, and the person in front of him has neither.But when he got close to the corpse, Conan instantly felt the extreme coolness of being stuffed with a ball of ice hockey into the back of his neck in the cold weather, and his teeth chattered from the cold.

"Are you trying to deliberately confuse the time of death by refrigerating the corpse?" Conan was still thinking hard when he was thrown to Mao Lilan by Mori Kogoro.

The police have fought wits and courage with criminals for so many years, and they have seen enough modus operandi to compile an English-Chinese dictionary.Just using "ice" cases alone, Conan himself has solved countless cases, each of which is full of creativity.

"But why can't we get the exact time of death this time?" Conan looked at the criminal police who gathered together to discuss in a low voice. He recalled the appearance of the corpse he saw before: blue purple, skin as hard as iron, severe frostbite... Could it be? yes……

Taking advantage of Mori Kogoro not paying attention, Conan tiptoedly ran behind the corpse under the cover of Police Officer Megure's fat body, and stretched out his hand to press the dead man's arm.

"It feels like an ice cube..." Conan withdrew his hand and murmured, "The blood all over the body has been frozen into ice, and there is no sign of melting at room temperature for so long. How low is the temperature?"

The theater has refrigeration equipment and ice storage, but it is impossible to turn the corpse into what it is today based on the conditions here alone - the environment that can cause such terrible severe frostbite is strictly guarded by the government, and it is by no means easy for ordinary people to touch.

The forensic doctor was discussing the autopsy plan of the corpse, but couldn't decide on the result for a long time. After investigating for a long time, they couldn't even determine the cause of death of the deceased.

Weird, really weird.

No information on the deceased, no cause of death, no time of death, no scene of death... nothing, nothing more than three no food, can this case really be solved?

Edogawa Conan, for the first time doubted his detective career, it wasn't that he couldn't do it, it was that the deceased was too stupid.

Ah~ he is a fan~ a different fan~

From the homicide to the present, the mystery in Conan's heart has snowballed. What happened to him on that day, the day the deceased was murdered?

Apart from the dead, only the murderer knows the answer.

"I will find the truth, this is the detective's duty, no matter who the dead is." Conan told himself in his heart.

Even though it was the truth that he had personally deduced, Conan still couldn't believe that the old and tragic man in front of him turned out to be the leader of the black organization he had tracked down for a long time.

Since he was turned into a child by drinking APTX4869 with gin, Conan has confronted the black organization several times, and his strong memory of the organization is still fresh.

He still remembered that when he deduced the e-mail address of the seven crows from the communication between Belmode and BOSS, Hui Yuan Ai resolutely stopped him from continuing to search.

"You will die, that mailbox number is taboo." Hui Yuanai whispered, with an unconcealable fear hidden in his voice.

The gentleman hiding behind the scenes is an existence that even Gin and Belmode fear to obey. How could he die so simply?

If... If this corpse really belonged to him, wouldn't it mean that the person who killed him was more terrifying and unpredictable than the leader of the organization?

What exactly is he planning this play for?

Thinking of this, Conan couldn't help but look up at Osamu Dazai in the auditorium.

He thought that Osamu Dazai would always pay attention to his progress in solving the case, and when he saw him, he would definitely show a victorious smile of the black hand behind the scenes. Who knew that guy was curled up in a chair, holding his small phone and tapping his head Do not lift.

"Officer Takagi, what are he and Brother Dazai doing?" Conan was full of doubts.

Everyone is struggling to get rid of the suspicion. Why is it that you, the number one suspect, are so calm and surfing the Internet quietly?

"Tsushima-sensei is writing a new book," police officer Takagi unconsciously showed an expectant expression, "As expected of a teacher, you are really hardworking!" Even being regarded as a suspect and being strictly guarded by the police could not stop the teacher's enthusiasm for writing.

"Huh?" Conan showed his classic half-moon eyes, hey, is this guy too provocative?I'm still worried about the modus operandi of the crime, is it really okay for the guy on the other side to be so confident?

"What's the matter, Conan-kun, are you stuck in the detective game?" Osamu Dazai raised his head and looked at Conan expectantly, "You want me to help you as a consultant..."

"Ahem," Dazai Osamu was halfway through his words, coughing heavily twice, his cold eyes were more ruthless than the dean's, like an X-ray scan, and Dazai Osamu had a CT scan on the spot.

"Oh, master's stomach seems to be a bit shadowy." Changing into a white coat in [-] seconds, she pushed up her glasses and pointed at the medical image in her hand with a pointer, "It's not good, we have to quit oily, spicy, and cold sex." Food, yo, put all crab food in the restricted area for purchase..."

"Wait, wait," Osamu Dazai performed a Sichuan opera face-changing live, and he lowered his head aggrievedly and muttered like a kitten with folded ears: "Zero sauce can't do this, I'm very serious. Write a new book."

"Yeah, 10 minutes have passed, and the master has written ten words, which is really amazing." Lingling applauded sincerely.

There was no sarcasm in her words.Lingling is an absolute advocate of encouraging education. He believes in the principle that the number one scholar is not to be typed but to be boasted.

Even though Osamu Dazai was so unmotivated, she didn't think it was his fault.Zero blamed herself, thinking that her education must not be in place, how could the master know the truth of struggle at such a young age!

"I understand everything." Lingling reflected on herself, she didn't do enough!

What do you understand?Osamu Dazai, who pretended to be pitiful and tried to delay the manuscript, sensed something bad. With his experience, he must keep Ling Ling's mouth shut at this time, and not let her finish her sentence!

You'll never know how horrible a person with an artificial mental retardation can say. Osamu Dazai knew that, so he refused to go through it again.

Back in the port of Mafia, Osamu Dazai was forced to bond with Zero Zero, reluctantly, with protests and rejection written all over his body.

Osamu Dazai, if he is not happy himself, let no one else be happy either.The nickname of the most difficult boss is not for nothing. To be his subordinate, you must be prepared to be cheated to death by your boss.

But zero zero is not afraid, and the artificial mentally retarded is fearless. Ren Dazai broke 10086 mobile phones, and she still has a 10087th alternative.

During that time, Osamu Dazai could hear Ling Ling's energetic greeting as soon as he opened his eyes, which made him feel even worse, so he skipped work early and ran to the Tsurumi River to enter the water.

"Master, did your money come from the strong wind?" Ling Ling left Dazai Zhi's old mobile phone that was flooded, and appeared on the screen of the new mobile phone on time, and saw Dazai Zhi's "how old are you" Yan Yi expression.

Why is it always you?why is it you again?Let him die.

It would be fine if Dazai's money really came from a strong wind, Lingling never interfered with the host's control over his own property.But out of curiosity, I checked and found out that Osamu Dazai used the black card of Chuya Nakahara!

What did Zhong Yuanzhong do wrong to be punished by you like this?Is it because he wrote more than 360 poems that you feel exhausted after reading them?How innocent!

Zero Zero, the envoy of justice, will never condone the inhuman behavior of the host. She learned from the painful experience and believes that it is Mori Ogai's fault that Osamu Dazai is so idle.

It is he who abused child labor!The head of the family dropped out of school when he was very young. All day long, except for tasks and reports, he was forced to become a social animal at a young age. His immature heart was deformed by the burden of life before it was strong.

Osamu Dazai was not the worst, he was only oppressed by his heart, but Nakahara Chuya was oppressed by his height!

Ling Ling, who is equipped with epoch-making black technology, measured Zhongya's bone age. She was shocked to find that there was only one centimeter left for Chuya's height.

One centimeter!What is the concept of only growing one centimeter from the age of 16 to adulthood?This means that the milk he drank, the basketball he played, and the stretching he did all these years are all insignificant!

It was so miserable, Lingling was so worried that she almost shed sad crocodile tears.

However, as a radical pusher of Osamu Dazai, Ling Ling unconscionably wrote down this matter as the argument of "On Mori Ogai's adoptive father's immoral behavior" and then put it behind him, gearing up for a cure Osamu Dazai has the problem of not moving the net and suppressing the clouds.

Ling Ling urgently searched the Internet, and an almighty netizen told her: In this gray and oxidized world, only a small bowl of chicken soup can warm people's hearts broken by life.

Ling Ling: Understood, arrange it.

The next morning, Osamu Dazai opened his eyes at the usual wake-up call of "the first step in getting up every day, cheer the master!" He didn't hear today's Yokohama weather forecast. Looking out of the window in anticipation of going to work, his eyes were stung by the bright sun.

Osamu Dazai: Tsk.

The black-haired boy wrapped in a soft quilt sat up dissatisfied, rubbed his messy hair, and asked sleepily in his voice: "Why is Zero Sauce so quiet today, do you have any new ideas to torture me? "

It has to be said that Osamu Dazai really understands well, and the guesses he uttered are just his new nightmare.

Lingling cleared her throat, and held a lollipop as a microphone: "Good morning, my dear master, after a night of precise analysis, I have decided to temporarily adjust the recommended bibliography and reading format for you."

"Can I stop reading the little man's poem?" Osamu Dazai cheered up.

"Yeah," Ling Lingyi said with a super talkative look, "and there is no need to write a review, or even the master to read it himself, I can read it to the master."

Such a generous condition, she must have a conspiracy!

Sure enough, Ling Ling took out her newly bought book and smashed it on the screen with the speed of thunder and jingle bells, stirring up a thick handful of snowflakes.

"Don't let your child lose at the starting line"

"Don't choose to be comfortable at an age that suffers hardships"

"Inspirational Books to Inspire Children for Life"

"Harvard Family Instruction Hardcover Collector's Edition"

How to relieve worries, only chicken soup.Come on, after drinking this cup of fragrant chicken soup, it is not a dream to bid farewell to Wang Yiyun and reach the pinnacle of life.

For a whole day, Osamu Dazai knocked his head on his desk helplessly, and was forced to finish listening to four books of chicken soup for the soul and three books on thick black studies.

"I finally understand why the Monkey King is willing to listen to a bald monk." Osamu Dazai almost broke the mute button on his phone, and put on a pain mask, "Please, don't recite the scriptures, isn't it just a reflection after reading it? I Is it okay to write?"

After listening to the chicken soup for more than ten hours, he no longer has the strength to go into the water, and now he just wants to go home, wash and sleep, and hope that there will be no zero voice in his dream.

Recalling the painful lessons of the past, Osamu Dazai instantly extinguished his desire to try to fish. He immediately stretched out his hand to cover half of the screen to completely block zero and zero: "Don't talk, I will hand in the manuscript today."

"Master said this sentence 15 times the day before yesterday, yesterday, and today." Lingling blinked, "Even so, I'm still willing to trust Master for the 16th time. Master must do what he says."

Hearing Lingling's empathetic words, Osamu Dazai did not relax his vigilance at all, because he knew that Lingling must have something to say!

Sure enough, Ling Ling changed the subject: "I know, detective games are so fun, TV shows are so good, and even minesweeping makes the master linger on. What a charming world of flowers and flowers, master, a drunk butterfly, can't calm down and write very well." Reasonable, I totally understand."

"In order to help the owner overcome the essence of human beings, I am very happy to use the authority to open the pet companion system for the owner. The solid and reliable black soil is always at your service. After all, what bad intentions can the puppy hook have?"

As he said that, Lingling picked up the hell three-headed dog and put it on the screen, so that Osamu Dazai and the little black dog with peasy eyes looked at each other.

Facing Dazai Osamu's blank eyes for a moment, the little three-headed dog stuck out its tongue stupidly, and opened three ferocious mouths at the same time: "Woof!"

Dazai is afraid of nothing but dogs Zhi: Gan.

The author has something to say: Jae: Is this reasonable? (Maomao is confused)

Conan: I am solving the case, you are rushing to draft, we all have a bright future (tired in the smile.jpg)

PS. Zai is afraid of dogs is a private setting.But there is one thing to say, our black soil looks really scary, you can't insult its majesty as the overlord of dogs just because it is stupid (serious face)

Today's update is delivered early!Tomorrow is still six o'clock in the afternoon~