In the thick of the night, the blue-and-white sedan with its police lights flashed into the area of the port of Tokyo and parked next to a small three-story apartment surrounded by a low wall.

Sakaki pulls the door and gets out of the car, followed by Conan.

In the distance, the horn of an oil tanker could be faintly heard, and the sound was accompanied by the clammy sea breeze beating on everyone.

Outside the cordon, a number of dock workers were gathered, and they craned their necks to see what was going on.

The ground under his feet was a little muddy, and Sakaki Makoto looked at the weather strangely, it hadn't rained in the past few days, and the surrounding sewers were also blocked.

At the moment, the apartment has been emptied, and police officers are inspecting each house one by one.

Seeing Twilight Thirteen, the police officers guarding the cordon immediately saluted and pulled up the cordon at the same time.

As soon as the three of them entered the courtyard, they saw a short-haired policewoman with a serious face and white gloves greet them:

"Dusk Police!"

"Sato."

Twilight Thirteen nodded:

"We're late."

There was an unpleasant sour smell in the air, and Sakaki frowned and pulled out his cigarette case.

"Hey!"

The female police officer known as Sato snatched the cigarette case and said very unhappily:

"No smoking here!"

"A car loaded with kerosene overturned on this street the other day, and although it has been disposed of, open fires are prohibited just in case."

Perhaps because she was too nervous about what she had just done, the female police officer's tone softened a lot.

"Kerosene truck..."

Sakaki understands why the ground is muddy and the sewers are blocked.

Although the courtyard does not seem to be sprinkled with kerosene, everything is afraid of what happens.

Twilight Thirteen stepped forward at this time and introduced:

"Officer Sato, this is Brother Sakakikoto."

"Brother Sakakikoto, this is the police supplement from our search class, Officer Miwako Sato."

"Huh?"

Miwako Sato's eyes widened, and she asked with some surprise:

"You're Makoto?"

Sakaki nodded and glanced at Miwako Sato.

Beige suit, short skirt, brown and red sweater underneath, and no jewelry on the body, looking smart and neat.

The sharp eyes, the decisiveness of snatching his cigarette case just now, and the occasional heroic spirit prove that this person is shrewd, capable, decisive and sharp.

Although his face is ruddy, his purple eyes always carry a little sorrow.....

He's a sensual person....

Sakaki smiled and held out his hand:

"Hello, first meeting."

Miwako Sato hurriedly took off her white gloves and shook Makoto Sakaki:

"Please take care of me!"

Twilight Thirteen whispered at this time:

"Miwako is known as the flower of the Metropolitan Police Department...."

Sakaki took off his sunglasses and glanced at Twilight Thirteen:

"Hey, hey, hey, you're hurting me..."

"You said that Miss Sato is the flower of the Metropolitan Police Department...."

"There must be a lot of suitors."

Ignoring Miwako Sato's slightly red cheeks, Twilight Thirteen sighed solemnly:

"What's more..."

The group of wolf-like policemen in the Metropolitan Police Department usually take a break from handling cases one by one...

But if it comes to something related to Miwako....

Mom....

That's a dragon and a tiger, comparable to a superman.

"Don't talk about that."

"Sato, please take us to the scene to have a look."

"Yes!"

Miwako Sato regained the seriousness she had when she first met and turned to lead the way.

"The deceased, Nobuyuki Sugo, 26 years old, was an unloader of the Dagang Industrial Group."

As she walked, Miwako Sato introduced the personal information of the deceased.

"I was never married, and both my parents died."

"Withdrawn, likes to be alone, and only has two or three friends who can talk."

"My only brother is currently working in Hokkaido, and he will only be reunited during the Chinese New Year."

"At the beginning of this year, Nobuyuki Sugo moved into this rented low-cost apartment."

The iron staircase under your feet is rusty, and you will make a creaking moan when you step on it, and you can see that your life is short.

I don't know who will be the one who will win the lottery.

"Why did he die more than 48 hours before he was found?"

Conan's voice came.

Miwako Sato glanced back, frowned, and did not refuse to answer because Conan was a child:

"I'm afraid... This is related to the overturning of the kerosene truck a few days ago. ”

"The driver at that time was Nobuyuki Sugo."

"Because of this incident, Nobuyuki Sugo was ordered to suspend work for three days."

"During this time, he was killed in his home."

Overturned, stopped shifts, died....

Sakaki's eyes narrowed, and it was difficult not to suspect that there was a connection.

"Miss Sato, has the car used by the deceased been sent for repair?"

Sakaki initially suspected that this was a case of premeditated murder.

In order to create an opportunity to kill Nobuyuki Sugo, the killer manipulated the vehicle he was driving, causing it to overturn.

Once the kerosene is spilled, Nobuyuki Sugo will inevitably be punished, which also provides an opportunity to commit the crime.

But...

It didn't go undetected for 48 hours, which is a bit too much....

Sakaki scratched his head, a little unsure of what to say.

Conan was similarly pensive.

The four of them went up to the third floor and came to the corner room.

The door of the room was open, the windows were all opened, and the wind blew through the hall, bringing with it a disgusting, indescribable smell.

Even in this ventilated condition, the smell lingers in the room.

The reason was the corpse lying on the table that smelled of corpses.

The blue-black blood vessels permeated the whole body, and the chubby body was shocking.

The medical examiner, wearing a three-layer mask and frowning brows, was examining the body in a white lab coat.

Miwako Sato handed over two gloves - she also thoughtfully prepared a pair for Conan.

Conan smiled and took out the gloves he had prepared from his pocket.

Sakaki hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take it.

Of course, he brought his own gloves, but....

Gloves that have touched a corpse are to be thrown away.

He didn't want to bother cleaning.

After putting on the disposable gloves, Twilight Thirteen asks:

"Toyokawa Forensic Doctor, is the examination over?"

The forensic doctor who was called Toyokawa stopped his movements, nodded, and asked the assistant on the side to hand over a report, and said:

"I did a field deplaning."

"In the confined space, the corpse has begun to decompose."

"The deceased's large intestine ulcerated."

"The stomach was torn by food, there was food residue in the anus, and there was heavy bleeding in the body...."

"This would never happen with normal eating, so I reasoned...."

"He was eating for more than 12 hours."

Toyokawa's forensic doctor's eyes were very indifferent, and he seemed to have been surprised for a long time:

"When you're done, we're going to remove the bodies and freeze them."

"Please hurry, you're already late."

It was close to 10 p.m., and the medical examiners were going to rest.

Makoto can understand Toyokawa's dog-like mood on Forensic Day.

If he was replaced, he would be very unhappy.

Sakaki stepped forward, holding the report in one hand and looking at the corpse in the other, and after a while he stopped moving.

As Toyokawa had concluded, he didn't find anything strange.

The only thing that is strange is the imprint on the back of the corpse's head that has been robbed for a long time.

"Gross!"

Suddenly there was a sound of vomiting from under the table.