"Hey, this is the original book in foreign languages I've seen from the curator before, but it's no longer shrink-wrapped."

Conan fully showed his exuberant curiosity as a bear child, and he jumped and jumped, but unfortunately he could only jump to the position on Mito Tsuki's waist: "Big brother, is there anything strange about this book?" ”

"Tuk-tuk."

Mito knocked on the cover of the book and made a special sound of tuk tuk.

It's not a solid sound when a cardboard cover is struck, it's like a hollow plastic sound.

"These are not books ......"

Mito Moon propped up her hands and directly opened the disguise called the book, which was actually a box!

And this box is also painstakingly disguised, the books are not covered on both sides, and they are all pages, so that when you put it on the bookshelf, you will only think that it is a book on the opposite side when you look at it from both sides.

The width of the bookshelf is also not right, the normal width of the bookshelf should be able to just let go of the front and back two books, but this bookshelf can be placed three books side by side, so that no matter which side the books are pulled out, there will be no abnormality.

The reason why Mito Moon felt strange was purely a flash of inspiration in his mind, and for him, who had always thought by reasoning, this flash of spirit from the book could be called metaphysics.

Inside the camouflage package, there was a bag of white powder, the bag was tightly packed, and it was so secretly hidden in these books.

You don't have to think twice about it to know what these things are.

"Big brother, I'll take a look, I'll see."

Knocking on Conan, who jumped like a frog, Mito called over the two policemen who were looking for him.

"Look, this thing is."

"Poison! The amount is actually ...... So much! ”

It's like taking out a hole in the dictionary center and plugging it into your phone so that the teacher won't find out in class, and there is a big bag of white poison in the center of the box!

Under such layers of camouflage packaging, ordinary people would never imagine that such things were hidden in the library.

Mito didn't know how many books were hidden on the shelves and how many drugs were in them, but if they were to follow the laws of China, the drugs contained in this book alone would be enough to arrest a prisoner and shoot him a hundred times.

"This, this, I'll go down and call Officer Twilight!"

After the initial shock, a policeman stumbled downstairs.

Isn't there a pager for the "......"? Mito Moon looked at this room and instantly turned into a chicken, flying and dog jumping.

I just took it from the bookshelf casually, but I didn't expect such a big event to be involved......

But then the matter is clear.

"Imp." Mito patted Conan on the head, "You just said that these foreign language books have something to do with the curator?" ”

Conan didn't show much shock at the amount of poison that scared people to death, which may not be much for the endless number of cases in Tokyo.

"Yes, big brother, are you suspicious...... Was Mr. Kazuo Tamada killed by the curator? After saying that, Conan's voice became low, "I want to use the crime of drug trafficking to make the curator confess where Mr. Tamada and Kazuo are." ”

It's a pity that with his current body structure, he can't imitate adults to speak.

It is not uncommon to pry open another case committed by a prisoner through one case.

"No, I know where Kazuo Tamada is."

Mito Moon blinked, and a flash of realization flashed in both eyes.

He finally knew why he felt familiar with this case, and in a hazy way, he had seen it on TV when he was a child, but after so many years, his memory had long been blurred.

Remember what this episode was called on TV?

"Murder in the Library"?

I still have a little impression of this episode of Mito Tsuki, and what impresses me is not how difficult it is to solve the case, what kind of trajectory the prisoner used, but the behavior of the librarian in it is a bit terrifying for children.

"Kid, you go to the control room and adjust the elevator door to manual opening mode."

patted the back of Edogawa Conan's head, and Conan, who was an adult's soul, pouted his lips very unpleasantly, but still obediently ran towards the control room.

Wait a minute.

"It's not right, how does he know I ......"

Conan, who ran out of the door, stopped, how did this Mito Moon know that he would adjust the elevator door? Not to mention children, even adults have most of them who don't know what to do, and as a student who has just graduated from primary school, he can't even recognize words, and it is even more fantastical to adjust the elevator or something.

Real children should be like Yuan Tai and them, forget it, otherwise they will directly say that they learned from TV when the time comes.

Also, elevators, elevators......

I see, Conan took a deep look at the elevator.

………………

"Brother Mito, all these poisons were found on the shelves?" Officer Twilight's eyes widened, could he have allowed so many drugs and products to flow into Tokyo, and the people in the anti-narcotics department ate for nothing.

But among the crowd that came up, the most shocked was the curator Tsukawa.

His amiable countenance instantly became nuclear.

"Ah, this, aren't these books brought in from the outside on weekdays, curator......"

The female library staff in red clothes on the side covered her mouth and directly sold the curator to the ground.

Before he could explain anything, he was found naked.

"I, I, I ......"

Curator Tsugawa was dumbfounded, his hands raised in front of his chest and swayed.

He looked in the direction of Mito Tsuki, it was all this guy, listening to the conversation of the police just now, if it weren't for this guy wearing a school uniform here, with the ability of these waste policemen, it would be impossible to find drugs.

He has been doing this business since a few years ago, and there has never been any problems, and the so-called strict search by the police is just a joke.

"Click!"

Without saying anything, the officers of the Metropolitan Police Department immediately handcuffed Director Tsugawa from behind.

They are still quite good at this action.

"Director Tsukawa, Mr. Tamada was also killed by you." Mito Yue sighed, since the poison had been found, he might as well send the Buddha to the west, and even tell the hiding place of the corpse.

In order not to have the ability of the Metropolitan Police Department, I don't know when Mr. Tamada's body will be found.

"Mr. Tamada, Mr. Tamada, he really ......"

The female clerk who sold the curator looked at Curator Tsugawa in horror, but Mito Tsuki's next words made her even more frightened.

"You're really bold, you killed Mr. Yutian two days ago, why did you leave the body in the library? Are you afraid that you won't be able to smell the corpses? ”

Mito walked to the elevator door and broke open the elevator door that had been adjusted to manual mode with both hands.

"Ding-dong."

Pressing the elevator's rise button, Mito took a step back.

In the dark elevator shaft, the mechanical sling was slowly pulled, and the first thing that appeared in front of everyone was not the elevator, but Mr. Yutian, who had been killed lying on the top of the elevator!

"After killing Mr. Tamada, you didn't move the body away from the scene at the first time, but placed it above this elevator that everyone uses every day, it's really bold, Mr. Curator."

"But if you're not daring, you don't dare to engage in the business of selling drugs and products."

Mito Yue pinched her chin, this case is really ...... Pull a police dog over and you'll be able to figure it out right away.

Not only can you smell the stench of corpses in the elevator room, but you can also smell the poison in the bookshelves.

Shaking his head, Mito Tsuki threw away this bad idea.

Isn't that just saying that he's a police dog?

But there is another sentence he didn't say, with the quality of the police in the Kexue world, I am afraid that if the body is not found, it will be treated as a disappearance, and it has become an unsolved case that no one cares about.