"I've taken this into account, but I'm underestimating them. Mizumatsuki said with a sad face.

"It's good that we came quickly, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to get in. The forensic personnel who were transferred from the scene of the crime looked at the door behind him that was constantly vibrating, and said with palpitations.

Outside the door, the reporter who kept knocking on the door was the reporter who heard the news of the bloody clothes after the news was revealed, and the speed was so fast that Mizumayue felt that throwing the bloody clothes into the sea and attracting sharks was not so fast.

"Let's work fast. Mizumatsuki took the mobile phone and reluctantly instructed, and hung up the phone of the fake reporter from Jeepson.

Kato Kumanshin and the police officer who spoke to Mizumazuki before looked at the door with a gloomy face, this kind of old-fashioned door can't withstand those reporters for long, and Mizumatsuki has no doubt that the reporters in this year are crazy, and they will definitely break into the scene, and they will take some 'exclusive information' and hand it to their companions at the cost of being detained in time.

It's just that although Mizumatsuki thought that the discovery of bloody clothes would attract reporters, she couldn't figure out what made these reporters so crazy.

"Police Department, did those reporters outside make a mistake, why are they clamoring about some serial murder case or something?"

Mizuma Moon is full of black lines, and Kato Kumanobu's question makes him sort out the general thoughts of those reporters outside the door.

First of all, the bloody clothes in the garbage heap have been seen by Mizumatsuki, and the specks of blood are splashed everywhere, which is the inevitable result of repeated attacks by blunt weapons, and then this incident was falsely spread by the witnesses, and it is not difficult to imagine that it will evolve into a bloody clothes soaked in blood.

And a piece of clothing full of blood, in most people who are extremely far away from the homicide, in their speculation, they will never be satisfied that this is the result of only killing people once, plus the hammer man incident that has been spread all over the daily newspapers has just been closed, which will naturally remind them of some lace news such as "serial murder cases that have been concealed by the police so far" and "the real murderer of the hammer man case has not yet been caught".

Then the journalists get excited, because they don't need to think about whether the news is reasonable and true, they just need to know that such news can attract the attention of the masses and increase their sales.

Regardless of the unkind purpose of those reporters, Mizuma intently considered looking for details in Enomoto Sugito's room.

In the corner of the living room is a travel bag, which does not contain a change of clothes, but contains portable toiletries for travel, as well as other things that are commonly used when traveling.

Either the person has just returned from a trip, or he is a frequent traveler or business trip, and the various local ornaments in the living room support the latter point.

This is a sign of trouble, and at worst, this person will have more knowledge of the methods of 'leaving the city' than Mizuma imagined, and even have connections that can help him evade the police blockade.

"The police department, the Jiaoban side has already confirmed, Enomoto Sugito has not handled any reissuance of documents in a year, and by the way, it has been confirmed that the documents he already has match all the ones we found in his wallet. Shiratori put down the phone in his hand.

"Thank you for the implementation of e-office. Shui Jianyue sighed sincerely, if it was in the era of paper archives a few years ago, the prisoner would have fled to the United States when these things were found out.

"The prisoner's relatives have been identified, and his parents are out of town, but he has a younger sister in Tokyo. "Soon, other information was investigated.

"Oh? Mizuma took it seriously: "If Enomoto Sugito really doesn't have enough cash on him, he may soon ask his sister for help." ”

"To find out his sister's profile and place of work, we need to get in touch with him in advance. Mizuma Moon ordered.

"I found it together, and his sister's name is Azusa Enomoto, and she works as a waitress at the Polo Cafe in 5-chome 39 Banji in Rice Flower Town. ”

"Rice Flower Town 5-chome 39 ...... This place name sounds so familiar......" Mizuma Moon was attracted by this place name, and vaguely felt as if she often went to this place to deal with some troublesome things.

"That's not a Maori detective agency!" Mizuma suddenly remembered that it was the place where he sent Conan home every day and said bad things about Conan by the way, and suddenly became helpless.

"No wonder the police department took the initiative to snatch this case, it turned out that they would have come into contact with the detective!" Kato Kumanshin jumped up and said in surprise.

"Don't make a fuss!" Mizuma rolled his eyes, he didn't have the ability to be omniscient and omnipotent.

However, it was such coincidences that were stacked together that he was considered by the organization to have Kobeler's foreknowledge talents.

……

Downstairs in the Maori Detective Agency, Mizuma Moon stood on the side of the road and looked up, looking at the faded large characters and swallowing his saliva.

"What a detective aura...... Psychological effects, psychological effects. Mizuma comforted herself and walked into Poirot's Cafe.

"Welcome. A sweet-looking waitress happened to be standing at the door and greeted.

"Hello. Mizuma nodded.

The girl is the sister of Enomoto Sugito.,Enomoto Azusa.。

"Is it all right, sir?" would you like to sit here, and what would you like to order?" said the girl, who was her job.

"Can you bring me a cup of American latte and a delicious sandwich, and a few more minutes for my beautiful waiter?" Mizuma asked, feeling a little hungry.

The "Smack!" menu was slapped on the table.

"This guest, please don't behave in such a disgusting and frivolous way, is it?" said Azusa Enomoto, as if she was a little angry.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. Only then did Mizuma realize that she had been mistaken for a flirtatious man who accosted her. "I just have something to communicate with you, business, related to your brother's Enomoto Sugito. ”

"Really?" Enomoto Azusa frowned and looked at Mizumatsuki, obviously not believing him.

"I'm a police officer, this is my police ID, you should know Mr. Maori who lives upstairs, he knows me. Mizuma handed over his police ID card and took the name of Kogoro Maori.

"Then wait a minute, I'll prepare your coffee and sandwiches, can I recommend our specialty corn sandwich for sandwiches?" Enomoto Azusa seemed to believe Mizuma, or felt that listening to Mizuma's words wouldn't affect anything.

"Thank you. ”

After a while, coffee and sandwiches were brought to Mizuma, and Azusa Enomoto went to receive another table of guests, presumably waiting for Mizuma to finish eating first.

Mizumatsuki picked up the coffee and took a sip, feeling that it should be good coffee, but he didn't have any knowledge of coffee, so he couldn't drink it.

Then Mizuma Yue picked up the sandwich and ate it.

Mizumatsuki's expression froze.

He recalls the origin and prevalence of sandwiches, the common ingredients and the history of their development, and then tries to get answers from his shallow knowledge about how the situation in his mouth came about.

Mizuma doesn't know how to describe the taste in his mouth, the taste of bread is not wrong, the corn only has its own rich aroma, salad dressing, lettuce, lunch ham, eggs, every ingredient is the taste it should be, but why is it so unpalatable when combined!

Mizuma remembered that the reason why he ordered food instead of talking straight to the point was because he was a little hungry, but why didn't he feel the slightest bit of hunger now?

If you want to list the top ten incredible events, Mizuma doesn't want to care about the original ranking, at this moment he wants to put his problem in the first and second positions.

Mizuma looked at the sandwiches in front of him engaged in a battle between heaven and man, and he wanted to leave these sandwiches here untouched, but he felt that this was very rude and would have an impact on the next conversation with Enomoto Azusa......

Mizuma took a look at Azusa Enomoto and saw that she was still serving other guests, and no one else around noticed this.

Mizuma first picked up the bread and ate it separately, and the taste was very normal, and it was a high-quality fresh bread.

The lettuce, with its sweet taste and the sourness of the salad dressing, calmed Mizumatsuki's distorted appetite a lot.

The corn should come from canned corn in the supermarket, and the decent taste needs no comment.

The taste of the poached egg is also very perfect, and then there is a piece of lunch ham, all of which gives Mizuma Tsuki, who is not picky about food, a delicious feeling.

Then came the last loaf of bread, and Mizumatsuki's face turned purple again.

The flavor left in the mouth of the previous ingredients collides with the wheat aroma of the bread, forming a special smell that cannot be associated with any malignant gas, but it is unacceptable.

Mizuma realized that the person who made this sandwich had a great talent......

"Could it be that I was targeted for revenge?" said Mizumatsuki suddenly. With that question in mind, he looked around to see how the other sandwich eaters would feel.

As it turned out, the regulars here already knew a little bit about the sandwiches here, and the only person in the entire café who ordered sandwiches was Mizuma herself.

However, after eating them separately, the effect was far less terrible than eating them together, and Mizuma Yue quickly regained the sensation in his stomach, but he began to worry again.

Don't think that eating one piece is done, because the sandwich here is cut into very small pieces, and one serving is cut into six pieces, which means that there are five pieces in front of Mizumazuki.

"Fight!" Mizuma said, clenching her fists and cheering herself up.

……

"Huh...... drank half of the large cup of coffee, and Mizuma let out a sigh of relief, and there was a piece of hell sandwich left in front of him.

"The remaining piece should be fine if the amount of food is too small......" Mizuma said to himself, because he didn't have the strength to eat the last piece.

"Mr. Officer, have you finished eating?" At this time, Enomoto Azusa also came over and covered her mouth in surprise: "I actually ate so much!"

"May I tell me what this sandwich is......?" asked Mizuma tentatively.

"I'm going to make you laugh, we don't have a lot of people here, so I made this sandwich, but I don't have any talent for making sandwiches. Azusa Enomoto stuck out her tongue and tried to pretend to be cute and fool around.

"Who said you don't have talent, you have an amazing talent for food. "Mizumazuki has blood in her heart, it turns out that people are self-aware, and it won't be disgusting if you don't eat it, but she is still motioning for Enomoto Azusa to sit opposite her.

"Let me introduce myself again, my name is Mizuma Tsuki, and I am the police department of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's Investigation Division 1 and Department 2, so it doesn't matter what you call it. ”

"My name is Azusa Enomoto, has something happened to my brother?" asked Azusa Enomoto with a nervous expression.

It's not good to be found by the police. Except for the consulting detectives who can eat in the police, most people will have such a mentality, and Azusa Enomoto is no exception.

"I'm sorry I'll have to wait a while before I can answer this question, can you please answer it first, do you know what your brother has done in the last few days?" Mizuma asked.

"He ......" Sensing that something was wrong from Mizuma Tsuki's tone, Enomoto Azusa thought about it carefully and said, "My brother recently went on a business trip to Shizuoka Prefecture, and he should have only come back the day before yesterday. I don't know much more, we don't communicate very closely. ”

"Really?" Mizuma stared at Enomoto Azusa's face, as a direct family member of the suspect, Mizuma didn't expect to hear all the truth in one go.

"Really. Enomoto Azusa said, but the dodgy eyes and unnatural demeanor told Mizuma that she was hiding something.

There are three common ways to deal with this situation, the first is to continue to communicate with the other party, set up a language trap to 'trick' the hidden part.

The second is to know the emotion and reason, and let the other party decide to say it.

The last one is to use the officer's own momentum to intimidate the other party, so that the other party will tell the truth out of fear, which is the origin of the public's impression that the police are all vicious-faced people.

However, the water moon chose the last one that saves the most time.

Mizuma raised her eyebrows, and her eyes converged, like an awl that shot straight into Azusa Enomoto's eyes.

Enomoto Azusa only saw a slight change in the other party's expression, and then stared at herself, and then she felt like her throat was being choked, and it was very difficult to breathe.

Her hands were numb, her legs were numb, her scalp was numb, and big drops of sweat poured out of her forehead.

"You're hiding it. Shui Jianyue said, these four words are not impassioned, but must be plain to state a fact.

What he is telling is the truth.

"Last night, my brother sent me an email. Feeling that the pressure on her body was gone, Enomoto Azusa lowered her head and said.