[Comprehensive] Did you catch up with Qishen today?

Yaji sat down on the ground, looking at the crack of a closed door around the corner, dark red blood flowed out, and soon spread across the floor.

Qi Mu followed the pool of blood and looked inside the door, and saw a woman lying on her side on the ground.

The woman has no signs of life, and even going back in time will not help.

Her neck was scratched by a sharp weapon, and blood gushed out from the wound on her neck, staining a large area of ​​skin on her chest and a low-cut T-shirt red.

Qi Mu frowned, looking at the frightened Ya Ji, but couldn't show up directly to pull her.

The rows of changing rooms are in the corner of the basement, and no one seems to be passing by for the time being.

[There's no other way, it's impossible to leave her alone. 】

[At this time, just use telepathy to call other people over, no need to show up. 】

Yaji was still sitting on the ground in a daze before he could react, when he heard a lot of footsteps coming from behind.

I don't know who helped her up, but Mr. Nakazawa rushed to open the door, and many girls screamed in horror.

When the police arrived, Yaji had already been taken to the side of the studio to sit quietly, and almost the entire staff of the photography company had gathered here.

Many model girls sat or stood next to Ya Ji and whispered.From the scattered words, Yaji learned that the dead girl was called Miyamoto. She seemed to be an old man in the photography company. She was usually popular, although not as good as other very happy people, but she was also very popular. It belongs to the kind that you can smile and say hello to anyone you meet.

"So, can you describe the scene in detail, Miss Akashi?"

Mr. Mumu, a police officer with a beard, stared at Aji and asked in a low voice.

[The matter has come to this situation, why am I still staying here? 】

Qi Mu, who had just returned to the blind date scene and sat for half a minute before urinating, stayed transparently in the corner of the room, silently looking at the silent Ya Ji.

[How should I put it, since I saw it, I can't just leave her alone. 】

[The company that shoots weird magazines, and the sudden murder... Forget it, let's take care of her for a while. 】

【Hmm... When I ask her for a link to buy a coffee jelly machine in the future, it will be justifiable...】

Yaji brushed the long hair that fell down her cheeks behind her ears, thought for a while, and said in a calm voice: "Mr. Nakazawa invited me to take a photo shoot for a magazine. I thought it was interesting and agreed. I was originally in the room at the end. In the dressing room, a photobook fell out, and I realized that the company was shooting a photobook for adults. I planned to ask Mr. Nakazawa. When I went out, I walked around the corner and saw blood coming from under the door. dripped out."

Police Officer Megure nodded, and then asked the girls next to him: "Did you go to check the situation after hearing Miss Akashi's scream?"

The ladies and sisters looked at each other: "...No, because the dressing room is far away from here, we didn't hear Miss Akashi's voice."

A child wearing glasses who had been circling at the feet of Police Officer Mumu let out a yelp, raised his head and asked innocently, "Then why did the big sisters rush to the locker room together?"

"..."

"Conan, don't disturb the police officer handling the case." Mao Lilan noticed the commotion here, and stretched out his hand to pull Conan away, "Really, whenever Dad encounters this kind of thing, he always follows him regardless, so Conan will not Running around, that's the business of adults."

Meguro glanced at Conan who was pulled aside, and asked, "Then, why did you go to the locker room together? Without hearing Miss Akashi's voice."

"It seems that there is that kind of awareness that we must go to the locker room to have a look."

"Yes, yes, yes, it's weird to think about it now."

"Hmm, it seems that there is a voice in my head saying that something happened in the locker room and I need to go and check."

[You don't have to explore this kind of thing. 】

[There will be no results. 】

[…Miss Akashi, you too, although your mind is full of doubts, but I still have to say, you are so quick to be freed from the shadow of the murder case, it is really amazing. 】

"...Is this the case?" Mu Mu pondered and recorded in his notebook, and then asked Ya Ji, "Miss Akashi, do you know Miss Miyamoto?"

Yaji said lightly: "No, I don't know her, and I haven't met her. I even learned her name just now."

"Is that so?" Mumu nodded, then walked away to ask other people for details.

Yaji sat on the spot, exhaling slowly.

I really don't know if it's bad luck or something, but somehow I encountered such an unlucky thing and was included in the waiting list of suspects.

[...But it will be ruled out soon, after all, there is no motive for committing the crime. 】

"elder sister."

Yaji looked up and found that the child named Conan wearing black-rimmed glasses sat beside him at some point, with two thin legs hanging in the air on the chair, swinging back and forth innocently.

Yaji looked at him.

Conan raised a finger and said to Aji: "My sister's surname is Akashi, is it Akashi from the Akashi consortium? This surname is quite rare."

"You know quite a lot, it is indeed that Akashi." Aji whispered.

"Then why did Big Sister come to participate in this kind of shooting? Just now Uncle Maori said that this is a photography company for an adult magazine." Conan blinked, "Why did Big Sister come?"

"Are you interrogating me?" Ya Ji pouted his chin, tilted his head and looked at Conan, his voice was calm, "I was really interested when Mr. Nakazawa invited me, but I also said that I thought it was just Ordinary magazines, I only discovered the magazines produced by this company when I was in the locker room, and I knew it was for adults."

Conan's voice suddenly lowered: "It sounds like my sister's words are very logical, and I also believe that my sister has no intention or motive to murder Miss Miyamoto. But I have a question."

"doubt?"

"Big sister lied, right?" Conan said firmly, "I went to see the dressing room my sister mentioned, and there was no place around to put a thick photobook, let alone the 'magazine' described by my sister. Suddenly fell to the ground' this situation."

Yaji stared at Conan, who also stared at her.

An atmosphere of silence spread.

Saiki opened his mouth soundlessly.

[What's going on with this kid? 】

[Miss Akashi didn't lie, it was me who casually touched a photobook in the reference room of this company and threw it on the floor to attract Ms Akashi's attention. 】

【If you press Ms. Akashi like this, there will be no results. 】

【...If Akashi-san is suspected because of this reason, isn't it my fault? 】

【Ah, it's so troublesome, I'm just a primary school student, why do I think so much all of a sudden. 】

[The people present are the ones with the most coherent logical reasoning, are you also a genius? 】

"I'm not lying." Yaji sat up straight with a calm voice, "Even if you think this thing is unreasonable, it really happened, whether you believe it or not."

"..." Conan paused and frowned, "What do you mean?"

"It's just that I didn't mean to lie." Yaji stretched out his hand to caress a delicate little bow clip clipped on his neckline, "There are many things in the world that cannot be explained simply with reason. Just like what Police Officer Meguro asked just now , Why didn’t you hear my voice, everyone still gathered in the locker room... probably it’s God’s will.”

Conan sneered: "Is big sister still so superstitious?"

"It's not superstitious, it's just a higher level of acceptance." Yaji's expression didn't change. "Otherwise, how could I answer a question from a primary school student quietly? Mr. Detective."

Conan coughed dryly and jumped off the chair.

"I know you don't believe me." Yaji took off the bow clip from the collar and handed it to Conan, "Here, if you don't believe me, just hand it over to Police Officer Mumu. This is a small monitoring facility. Although the video that may be recorded by the neckline is not very useful, it has a recording effect."

She rolled her eyelids lazily: "Don't doubt the researchers casually."

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When it comes to blood, you all know it's Conan!

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