In a luxurious hotel room, what should be a comfortable environment for people to enjoy is a little cold at the moment.

It's no wonder, after all, Takura Itakura, the resident of this room, has fallen to the ground at this moment, his hands covering his chest with a painful face, and saliva is dripping from the corners of his mouth, becoming a cold corpse.

"It's been more than a day since I died." After examining the body, Mori Kogoro sighed, "There's no help." ”

"Lansang, please call the police." After Tang Ze turned his head and finished explaining to Xiaolan, he took out a white glove from his pocket and said, "From now on, I will take over this place for the time being." ”

"I see." Xiaolan has also experienced storms, although she was still a little uncomfortable when she saw the dead person, she still hurriedly followed Tang Ze's instructions, took out her mobile phone and went outside the door to call the police.

And Conan on the side looked at Takura Itakura's already cold corpse, and his face was full of unwillingness.

finally got a clue, but when I found the other party, it was already a corpse, and this feeling of falling short was not pleasant.

What worries him even more is that the other party was killed by the members of the Black Order, if this is the case, then he is likely to get nothing.

Seeing Conan's worried expression, Tang Ze, who guessed what the other party was thinking, patted Conan's shoulder, and then motioned with his eyes to look at the open handbag on the ground.

"That's it!!"

When the magnetic sheet with the word "diary" came into view, Conan's pupils shrank violently, and he wanted to reach out to take it, but the next moment he was put on the shoulder by Tang Ze.

was stopped by Tang Ze like this, Conan immediately calmed down, knowing that now was not the time to take the magnetic sheet, and restrained his actions.

At the same time, Conan was also glad in his heart that he had called Tang Ze to come over, otherwise it would be very troublesome to get the magnetic sheet in his hands.

"How so!"

Naito Dinghei, who was frightened by the corpse on the side and sat paralyzed on the ground, came back to his senses, looked at Itakura Takushi in disbelief and said, "It's so decent, why did you pass away..."

"I'm afraid it's the cause of a heart attack..."

Mori Kogoro looked at the medicine scattered next to the computer and said, "I'm afraid that the heart attack will be very fast, and Mr. Itakura, who realized that something was wrong, wanted to go and get the medicine, but even then it was too late and passed away."

Itakura-san has been dead for more than a day, so it stands to reason that someone from the hotel should have cleaned the room and found the body..."

"Ah, maybe it's because Mr. Itakura hates people and has a place for him to work," Naito explained after hearing Mori Kogoro's words.

"Yes, there was a time when the book on his desk was only moved by about 10 centimeters, and he was furious because of it." Continued Beck Road echoed: "The sensitive ones are a little nervous..."

"After all, he only changes the bed sheets in his own house once every six months." Soma Ryusuke also spoke when he heard the words of the two: "So I think he confessed directly and didn't let the hotel staff enter his room..."

"Hmm... Is that so? Maori Kogoro looked down at the corpse and said, "It seems that the possibility of suicide is higher..."

"Don't jump to conclusions."

Tang Ze said while examining the corpse: "If it is really like the Maori detective you said, the messenger started with a heart attack, then there is something unusual on the corpse. ”

"Huh?" Mori Kogoro was stunned when he heard this, and immediately looked at the corpse and said, "Where?" ”

"The back of the hand." Tang Ze picked up the hands that Itakura Zhuo had placed on his chest and said, "When we came in, the deceased was lying on the table with his hands on his chest.

If Takura Itakura really died of a heart attack at the table, then his hands covering his chest would have been caught between his chest and the edge of the table.

In this case, there should be traces of backlog on the back of the hand, but..."

"The back of Itakura-san's hand is completely devoid of the corpse spots that have been pressed on the edge of the table!"

Mori Kogoro saw the clean back of the corpse's hand, and his expression immediately became serious, "Could it be that Mr. Itakura died somewhere else...

But this is a bit strange, judging by the stiffness of the deceased's hands and feet, it is true that Mr. Itakura did die in that posture during his lifetime.

If he wasn't lying on the table, with his hands between his chest and the edge of the table, his hands would have drooped naturally.

And you see that his feet, if he were not sitting in a chair, would not have bent like this.

But if someone ties Itakura-san to the table..."

Mori Kogoro was stunned when he said this, and suddenly looked down at the corpse below, "If it's tied up... That..."

"That's right," Tang Ze nodded, "I'm afraid it's a murder." ”

Speaking of this, Tang Ze reached out and took out the magnetic sheet with the label "Diary" written on it in his backpack and a blank magnetic sheet and handed it to Conan and said, "Conan-kun, you help me plug this magnetic sheet into the computer and see if there is any useful content in it." ”

"Hey, hey... Tang Ze criminal, don't leave such an important matter to you a little ghost. Maori Kogoro muttered.

"Don't worry, it's okay." Tang Ze smiled and said, "Conan is proficient in using computers. ”

Without waiting for the other party to say anything, Tang Ze hurriedly spoke: "By the way, Detective Maori did me a favor, I want to check if there are any traces of the body being tied by rope." ”

Tang Ze's words diverted Maori Kogoro's attention, making him unconsciously ignore his previous thoughts, and began to cooperate with Tang Ze to untie the corpse's clothes.

There were no rope-shaped corpse spots on the corpse, but slight bruises caused by external pressure could be seen from the shoulders to the knees.

"It seems that the prisoner is very clever, and he knows how to wrap Mr. Itakura's body with a quilt as a cover, and then only need to put a pillow on his chest and thighs to stabilize his posture."

Tang Ze stood up as he said and said, "Detective Maori, please find out if there are any traces of binding on the legs of the table and chairs, I'll go and see other places." ”

"No problem, leave it to me." Mori Kogoro nodded, and began to carefully examine the table legs around him.

After Tang Ze characterized the case as a murder case through a series of deductions (dramas) and theories (thoroughness), he walked in the direction of placing the chessboard.

And here, the decisive evidence is placed.

All the previous actions were just to make things logical.

"Tang Zejun, although it was torn off, there is indeed a trace of adhesive tape on the table leg..."Mori Kogoro's voice sounded from behind, "It seems that it is indeed a murder case, but the prisoner..."

"I already know the true identity of the prisoner." Tang Ze said with a smile: "And the evidence is conclusive. ”

"Nani !?"