In this way, although the two are partners, Shiraishi's temper is much better than that of the black cat.

Conan always felt the same question, and if he had asked the black cat, he would have been given an anesthetic ball by now, and then thrown into the utility room in the middle of nowhere......

Comparing the two sides, the easy-to-talk Shiraishi is simply a treasure in the world, and because of his sleepy habits, Conan can reason through his mouth.

Originally, Conan wanted to use Shiraishi's reaction to deceive some useful information.

But now, Shiraishi so frankly agreed to tell him about the plan, but he felt that he had no conscience to calculate the other party.

Since the corpse was really taken away by the black cat, he shouldn't do anything too much. What is more important now is to solve the case as soon as possible, so that Tatsuya Kimura can be blind after death, instead of playing with the black cat and enjoying the fun of solving the puzzle.

Seeing that the reasoning machine finally stopped thinking about the whereabouts of the corpse and began to focus on the poisoning case, Shiraishi relaxed and sat down on the stool next to him, preparing to wait for the case to be cleared before returning to the place where the Poké Ball was buried.

As soon as he sat down, a police officer from the forensic department ran in.

"Police, we found a small amount of potassium cyanide on the body bag, probably from the corpse."

He also brought a schematic diagram that barely restored the situation when the body was still there: "Judging from the location, the location of the potassium cyanide may be the left upper arm of the deceased, as well as the right hand...... Or the right thigh. ”

Left upper arm, and right hand......

Thinking of a certain action when Tatsuya Kimura danced, Conan had a preliminary guess about the method of poisoning.

Combined with what Shiraishi said before, it was Mari Terahara who ordered "The Goddess Stained Red with Blood", and he even guessed the suspect.

It's just that the motive is not yet known......

Conan walked out the door in thought, probably back to the room he had brought back from before, where the studio items the officer had brought back were still there.

Seven or eight minutes later, Shiraishi saw Conan pinching a photo, and rushed back with a sudden realization on his face.

Looking at this expression, you can probably solve the case?

Shiraishi tentatively closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, and sure enough, he saw Conan rush through the door and look around, and walked straight behind his seat, and after a faint mechanical sound, Conan cleared his throat.

The movement of clearing his throat was exactly the same as Shiraishi's voice.

…… Listening to your own voice is really subtle.

Shiraishi got goosebumps, and didn't intend to continue listening, so he quickly activated the mask.

The blurred mask exits the National Police Agency and exits through the wall in the shortest path.

Five seconds later, there was a loud noise in the bushes on the side of the police station, and a black cat brushed aside the blades of grass and looked to the sides.

After looking at the surrounding scene and identifying the direction, Shiraishi ran to a corner, dug out the Poké Ball buried inside, and pushed it to a more hidden place.

Although it didn't take long to tell the truth, Conan always liked to tell the reasoning like a story, and thinking of this, Shiraishi was patient and waited for nearly five minutes.

After releasing Tatsuya Kimura from the ball, Shiraishi turned back into his masquerade, took the release of the fake death spray handed by the Q assistant, and sneered at the idol's face several times.

Tatsuya Kimura wiped his face in a daze, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he was startled by the black-clothed masked man who occupied most of his vision.

He sat up with a spirit, and before he could ask a question, the suspicious person opposite had already stretched out a hand to him very politely: "Hello, I'm your fan." ”

“…… Oh oh, hello. Tatsuya Kimura hadn't realized what was going on in his mind, and his face had habitually squeezed out a smile and started business.

No matter how bad your temper is, you have to keep it in your temper and pretend to be kind when facing fans - this is a conditioned reflex that most idols have rooted in their hearts.

So, although he saw Shiraishi actually shaking hands with gloves, he still didn't say anything, thinking that this might be a personal hobby of this uniquely dressed fan.

Who knew that when he was about to shake the other party's hand, Tatsuya Kimura accidentally glanced at it, and suddenly found that he had a large patch of dark blood on his hand.

He was shocked, and when he looked down, he saw that there was also a lot of blood splattered on the shirt on his body.

…… What's going on??

What happened before the consciousness disappeared began to slowly reappear in Tatsuya Kimura's mushy brain.

All he remembered was that he suddenly felt bad, coughed up some blood, and then he was unconscious.

…… But how can it vomit blood? He hadn't eaten anything like Mao Xuewang before, which was a symptom of a very serious illness or injury!

was anxious, and a voice suddenly sounded on the other side, reassuring him gently and calmly: "Don't worry. Eyesore, I've killed you for you. ”

Tatsuya Kimura looked up in surprise, just in time to see the man opposite holding the half-face mask and giving him a weird smile.

He obviously misunderstood what Tatsuya Kimura was worried about, and was explaining with a little fanaticism:

"I can't allow her filthy blood and corpse to contaminate your clean eyes, so I put a little medicine in the beer beforehand to put you to sleep early. It will vomit blood because it is too effective in dredging meridians, which is not a bad medicine, so you don't have to be afraid. ”

“？” Tatsuya Kimura almost suspects that he is dreaming, this kind of perversion can only be encountered in dreams......

He secretly pinched himself, and it hurt.

…… I've really encountered a pervert.

As a star, there are a few perverted fans who can also be said...... But wait!

“…… What do you mean by the eyesore you helped me kill it, you killed someone?! Who did you kill?? After a few seconds, Tatsuya Kimura finally got the point right.

He subconsciously touched his waist and wanted to call the police to the eldest brother, but he felt empty.

"Kill whom? Can't you guess? The man in black scoffed twice, and slowly pulled out a knife from behind his waist. Sticky blood continued to flow down the blade, converging on the tip of the blade, and finally falling into the dirt on the ground.

Tatsuya Kimura's forehead was sweating faster than blood, and in the atmosphere of depression and terror, he saw the man in black cross the long sharp kitchen knife and gradually lift it up.

- For a moment, Tatsuya Kimura thought he was going to lick the knife and taste the blood that had cooled down.

But in the end, the knife was fixed in front of his face for a moment, and the man in black just raised a hand and slowly wiped away the blood.

The back of the silver knife was covered with a thin layer of blood, and this mixed visual effect made people feel even more uncomfortable and collapsed, and Tatsuya Kimura could barely think, his eyes were unconsciously fixed on the knife, and he replied stiffly: "...... Can't guess. ”

Looking at his appearance, Shiraishi felt that it was almost there.

Now, Tatsuya Kimura will definitely believe that he is a maniac who kills people, and not some kind of delusional person who talks nonsense...... Having said that, this kitchen knife is really easy to use, and it can be used to deal with ordinary people.

Restraining some divergent thoughts, Shiraishi raised the knife to the side and pretended to sigh:

"The answer to the mystery is very simple - it's your agent. That bastard woman who has too much self-esteem and always likes to put on a show. This kind of relationship is squeezed into the vase of your company, how can it be worthy of standing by your side. ”

As he spoke, Shiraishi stood up and walked around the corner, pointing to the front of the building, maintaining a calm and somewhat perverted tone:

"The corpse is on the first floor of this building, turn right when you enter the door, in the third monitoring room on the left, if you are not angry, I can help you steal the corpse out, whatever you do to it......"

Before he could finish speaking, a shadow rushed past him, crying and running into the police station.