"Brother Matsuda, what do you think about this?" In this so-called secret room, Twilight had no clue at all, so he had to ask his Tianzi No. 1 summoning beast baby.

"I got a clue. Matsuda walked to the side of the bed, leaned over and pulled the curtains that were fluttering in the wind, then glanced at the dark space outside, and quickly retracted his head: "It's really high, scary." ”

"Oh, really, suicide or homicide?" asked Twilight the question he was most concerned about.

"It's not suicide. Matsuda said lightly and began to look at the ground, searching for something at the position of the bed legs.

"What? It's not suicide? Why are you so sure? Brother Matsuda, do you see anything?"

"Well, over there. Matsuda didn't look back, just pointed to the curtains fluttering in the wind.

"What's wrong? No problem?" Twilight looked curiously, but still didn't see anything.

"It's a curtain hook, and there are obvious signs of being broken. It must have been caused by Mr. Takai pulling the curtain when he fell down just now. It's impossible for someone who wants to kill himself to do that. "Hattori on the side really can't stand it.

"The police department, the police department! We just washed out some photos from Miss Shimoda's camera, and I thought this might help this incident, so I took them right away. Chiba appeared at the door and said.

"It's so fast, it's been a hard work. Twilight walked over, put her hands behind her back, and listened to Chiba's report on her stomach with a shy stomach.

"It's almost all the exterior of this building, but there's one photo of a strange figure, and it's this one. Chiba said, taking one out of the photo and handing it to Twilight.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Takai!?" said Twilight, surprised as she took the photo and saw Takai above.

"Brother Matsuda, you're right, it's really a murder. Twilight took the picture and ran to Matsuda to show it.

"Didn't I say that?" Matsuda casually glanced at the photo in Twilight's hand. What is this?

Then Matsuda was very surprised and took it and stared at Takai's clear figure in the photo carefully: "What kind of camera is this? The height of the 22nd floor can still be so clear at night, I'll go!

"What are you talking about?" Twilight looked at Matsuda who had jumped away, this thing was really thinking about clues just now?

"No, no. Matsuda embarrassed to return the photo to Twilight. Really, the leader took out something**I don't say, but I'm ready to criticize me?

But there is at least one doubt that is solved. Matsuda looked at the glass on the window: "That mark should have been smashed by the deceased Takai when he tried to throw his phone into the house before it fell." Well, it's amazing, I smashed all the traces of the glass and then fell to the height of the 22nd floor, and there is still no wear at all. Is Nokia '96 already so remarkable?"

"What the hell are you talking about!?" Twilight now wondered if her summoned beast was working hard.

Did the deceased finally throw his phone in to leave a message of death? Well, who is using the camera, who is there, the girlfriend of the deceased is not suspicious. There was nothing strange about the text message, was it a call, Matsuda began to ponder what was the connection between the clues he had in them.

Is the man hiding something? But how can he rely on words to drive the dead man to jump on his own?

"Bell bell bell" Just as Matsuda was pondering and everyone fell silent, Hattori's mobile phone rang.

"What time is it?"

"Oh. Hattori took off his phone and looked at it: "Eight o'clock." ”

"You really think I'm asking you what time it is, big idiot!" and Ye began to growl.

Oh no, I forgot about the appointment with Ye. Hattori wanted to explain.

"Why is the signal so bad there? The sound is intermittent. And Ye complained dissatisfied.

"Ah, got it. Hattori walked out of the room and to the balcony: "I can't go, I'm in Tokyo now, Tokyo." ”

Conan followed Hattori to the balcony, and then when Hattori said something, the two of them were stunned, looked at each other, and ran to the balcony at the same time.

Just as Hattori and Conan were running, the only window curtain on the balcony was opened. Then the two of them saw Matsuda's face.

The three of them looked at each other, and Matsuda was the first to say, "What are you two doing here?"

"Hey, what are you doing!?uncle!" Hattori asked dissatisfiedly.

"I'm standing here with dust. Matsuda pointed to his feet: "Just the location of a bed." ”

"That's exactly what happened. Hattori and Conan immediately understood what Matsuda meant.

"What about you?" Matsuda asked strangely, "Wasn't you still answering the phone just now?"

"I already know what the killer was doing. Hattori said happily.

"Really? Sure enough, it was a trick on the phone. Matsuda looked clear: "Then I'll leave it to you this time." ”

"What about you?" Hattori insisted on asking.

"I'll just be a spectator. Matsuda turned around in a dashing manner, leaving a back.

What kind of method did they use? Matsuda only thought about it for half a second, and then waved away these nonsense thoughts, anyway, they couldn't hold back and would definitely say it.

"The police department, the twilight police department, knows who the murderer is. Matsuda came running over like a cousin.

"Really, Brother Matsuda, I really didn't misunderstand you. Twilight happily patted Matsuda on the shoulder.

"What is wrong? It's not that I know who the murderer is. Matsuda didn't look at Twilight's face at all when he said this: "The two of them have done it, can I go downstairs and wait?"

"Get your size, Matsuda, you bastard!!, let the two children take the lead, and say it so shamelessly?" finally erupted under the pig's liver-colored face.

"What does it matter. "It's all for the revolution, everyone belongs to the battle sequence of the national army, what are you and me. Matsuda still has to be sensible and didn't say the second half of the sentence.

"Shame. Twilight watched Hattori at the mercy of his men, gritted his teeth and whispered to Matsuda next to him, "You have to watch this scene for me." ”

"What's there to see. Matsuda asked weakly.

"Then you can give me a good idea of who the murderer is. Twilight growled.

"The killer has been confirmed, but I haven't figured out the modus operandi yet. Matsuda saw that a police officer had brought the three suspects in, pulled Twilight to the side, and lowered his voice.

"Then you can give me what to think about now!" said Twilight.

"I'm going to have someone else say it soon, and I want to think about it?" Matsuda felt aggrieved right now.

"Immediately, immediately!" Twilight felt like she could erupt like a volcano at any moment.

"Okay, okay. Matsuda pretended to close his eyes and shook his head.

What did Hattori and Conan think? Matsuda started working backwards from their actions. Answered the phone, walked to the balcony, and understood the technique. Was it a key word on the phone?

No, no, they ran to the balcony. Balconies, windows, moving beds?

"It's a signal. Matsuda's eyes flashed: "It's a murder method that relies on a mobile phone signal." The rest is the proof. ”

"Yes? I was not mistaken. Twilight said happily.

"Anyway, we don't have any evidence now, so it's better to let the two little ghosts try to see if they can cheat the murderer and confess. We can also save a lot of things, okay, okay, the imp is unreliable. As soon as Matsuda saw Twilight's face, he knew that it was no play, and he kept muttering in his heart. Didn't you also rely on Kudo Shinichi and his father to become the police department, and there were no such disdainful children in the original world.

"The scene has been set up, let's start the real thing. Hattori closed the door to the room and saw that the three suspects outside were in place, and greeted Twilight and Matsuda in the corner, "Twilight Police, do you want to start now?"

"Ahh Twilight just agreed and didn't go over, but lowered her head, "This is your last chance." ”

"Let me think about it, give me some time. Matsuda began to recall what he had seen in the deceased's room.

"Well, that, Dusk Police Department, did you check that phone properly?" Matsuda looked up suddenly.

"No, what's wrong?" Twilight asked unconsciously.

"That's what the deceased wanted to throw back into the house before he died. Matsuda said the key: "In other words, it's a death message, there must be something in the phone." ”

"Is this what it looks like?" Twilight beckoned to Takagi to bring over his phone, "There is nothing but text messages and call logs." ”

"I'll see. Matsuda skillfully rummaged through the phone, and finally found a call recording, but did not open it, but held the phone to Twilight: "This should be the decisive evidence." Didn't you find out?"

"Found what?" said Twilight with a dark face.

"The relics of the deceased have not been properly examined, is this what the criminal police should have? I thought you had checked it well, and you didn't think about it at all. Matsuda said weakly.

"This is the responsibility of the forensic class. Twilight said stupidly: "Dengmi didn't come today, he should be a novice." Besides, it's not necessarily evidence. With that, Twilight pressed the play button.

"Goodbye, Takai. You go to the other world and apologize to the Peace House. This sentence came out of the phone.

Twilight looked at Matsuda in surprise, then turned her head sharply to see the three suspects in the hallway looking at him even more in surprise. And the helpless face of Hattori with his mobile phone.

"Go on. Matsuda snatched his phone and said to Hattori, "It's best to let Judy, a resident here, play the role of the deceased, and you can figure it out." They must all be bothered by signals. ”

Does this need to continue? Hattori let out a "hehe" in his heart, and was about to speak, when he heard Judy's voice on his phone.

"Hey, why don't you speak? Do you hear me? Is the signal bad? Wait a minute. ”

"Hey!wait!" Hattori had just finished when an exclamation came from his phone and from the room at the same time, "Help!Help!Helpme!"

PS: The villain is back, ahem, I can only say three words. I'm sorry, guys.