I write dog blood in Yokohama

Fortunately, this weird atmosphere didn't last long.

Compared with lamenting the Mafia, investigating the case is obviously the most important thing. When everyone was silent, a child's unique voice suddenly came from the back kitchen, which suddenly attracted everyone's attention:

"Ah? This big sister's clothes are so strange."

Edogawa Conan ran to the kitchen at some point, Mori Kogoro realized it first, he pressed the veins on his forehead, and was the first to rush in and hug him out forcefully: "Hey kid, don't destroy the crime scene and remains."

"Because her dress is missing a button!"

Edogawa Conan spoke quickly: "This big sister's clothes are obviously very neat, and the apron is neatly folded and put aside, but the bottom collar button is missing."

"It's strange, isn't it? Although the lack of a button in daily situations does not explain the problem, but her whole body is very tidy, only here is a button that is missing like being pulled away."

When the words fell, everyone present were stunned for a moment, and Mori Kogoro quickly threw Conan aside, and walked over to observe carefully.

"Hmm... There is really a button missing."

He turned his head to look at the neatly stacked apron on the cabinet next to him, and carefully recalled the previous scene: "That apron, if I remember correctly, she seemed to be wearing it when we came in for dinner, and the collar was covered at that time." I can't see any missing buttons at all."

"Did you take it off because you were going to 'suicide', her apron?"

"Hey, what's the problem?" The female customer followed in first. She seemed to look back at the positions of the office worker and the young man, with a puzzled expression but a slightly disgusted brow and said, "In this small restaurant, the owner's clothes I'm not surprised that a button is missing."

"You don't understand." Mori Kogoro cleared his throat: "Please look at the proprietress' apron."

"If the suicidal person wants to commit suicide alone, most of the surrounding area will not be too messy, and there will be no signs of a third party or various struggles."

"And there are some suicides who will pay attention to their own image before they end their lives, so that they can walk in a decent way. Look at this lady boss, from her body that looks neat from the whole body, and take off her apron before committing suicide From the behavior of neatly stacking them aside, it can be guessed that she really paid attention to these things before she died."

"Well, it's the so-called sense of ritual or something."

"But." The conversation suddenly changed, and Mori Kogoro opened his eyes with a calm and reliable look: "The collar of this shirt that is still new on her body is missing a button that should not be ignored, which is very strange ah."

"What, how could it be?" Female customer A covered her mouth and seemed completely incomprehensible: "Although what I heard was vague, but... it seems that there is some truth to it?"

"Hey, what you said is right." The office worker interrupted the other party, and he spread his hands: "But this alone can't be completely confirmed, isn't there any other reasonable basis?"

"Uh, this."

Mori Kogoro groaned and rubbed his chin: "If the dead were hanged, their heads would have a slightly upward posture, but this lady's head is flat, and it is very likely that someone hanged her later. to the ropes."

"And the marks on the neck of the deceased are also not right. Although the location of her injury is consistent with the hanging, the grooves that are horizontal to the sides of the neck of the thyroid ring seem a bit strange."

"Ahem, this can only be judged by the autopsy when the police arrive..."

He scratched his hair and his eyes began to wander.

The office worker uncle obviously didn't understand the professional terminology, so he clicked his tongue and found a stool impatiently to sit down, "So how long will they have to wait to arrive?"

Female customer A also clutched her bag, and the initial panic passed. She glanced at the Longines watch on her wrist unhappily. The silver luster made her eyes dazzle.

Seeing that the whole room was about to fall silent again, and the case stopped moving forward, Conan, who had been thrown aside before, suddenly got up, ran to the office worker and tugged at the corner of his clothes, his tone like a purely curious baby: "Uncle .”

"Do you remember when you came in?"

"Huh?" Being caught by the hem of his clothes suddenly, office worker B frowned: "Where did this kid come from? How can you interrupt what adults are talking about here?"

"Hey, what kind of detective, can you take care of your children anyway?"

"Ah, hug..." Before Mori Kogoro came over to say something, Edogawa Conan said first, "Because the kitchen and toilet vents are connected."

"With the uncle's physique, you can get in, right?"

After the voice fell, the air suddenly stopped for a few seconds.

The boss's boyfriend who was about to speak at the side also closed his mouth and looked over.

Worker B suddenly stood up, raised his hand and said in disbelief: "Hey, hey, what are you talking about, what kind of reason is this, is it hard, hard to doubt me?"

"I'm almost middle-aged, but I'm so sorry that I don't have a bald head and an oily belly! I promised in advance that I will stay in the toilet all the time!"

He stuttered and began to explain: "It was about 20, 20 minutes ago. I entered this store at 11:40. Hey, you won't judge me because of this whimsical guess? Besides, what crime did I commit?" Motivation, there are many unreasonable places!"

"Oh? Then this gentleman—" Mori Kogoro walked over with sharp eyes, "Why are you so flustered? You must know that the proprietress was still alive half an hour ago. During the period from 11:12 to [-]:[-] now, We all stayed in the restaurant, only you disappeared!"

"As for the motive of committing the crime, who knows if you have met the proprietress before, so you are greedy for her beauty, or you are greedy for the money prepared by the proprietress! You said it yourself before, today may be the day when the mafia collects protection fees , so you have a wicked heart."

"No need to quibble anymore, I already know." He pointed his index finger at the other party suddenly: "The prisoner is you, office worker!!"

Well, office worker B is out.

I yawned, and took out the vinegar kombu rice balls I bought at the convenience store from my pocket. I gnawed and watched them chattering there boredly. Of course, the plot of the prisoner can be seen.

It is not easy to find the culprit. The most real law in Conan is to exclude the one pointed by Mori Kogoro first.

I bet a bag of spicy strips, the office worker is definitely not the murderer... Wait, what if the flag is accidentally set again?

Forget it, let's not gamble.

I swallowed the sour and salty rice balls in my mouth with a distorted expression. What a pity. If I could understand what they said, I could definitely watch the scene as a live-action blockbuster, but now I can only beg them to do it quickly. After finishing the case, I don’t even have any popcorn in my hand, so I can only eat the triangular rice balls at 110 yen each in the convenience store, which is the cheapest kind.

Speaking of which, the taste of vinegar kombu is actually quite delicious, much stronger than expected. It turns out that it does not taste like "grandpa's armpit". No wonder some characters in anime like to eat it. I saw these three characters and bought it back. It was really correct. .

"By the way, sister, there is something I was curious about just now."

I was about to continue eating the rice ball in my hand, but Edogawa Conan suddenly ran over and looked up at me curiously: "Are you really just coming in to eat?"

"Since you are coming in to eat, why do you bring rice balls with you?"

The child's tone was full of pure doubts, but different from this innocent look, Edogawa Conan's ice-blue eyes were so calm that they were strangely sharp, he tilted his head: "Also, there is something in your arms. What are you holding, I have been flipping through it before."

"May I see it?"

"..."

My rice ball almost choked in my throat.