The 9-chome 24-h-jibanji of Kakudo-cho is a place where the wealthy gather.

It was already thirty minutes after Ritsu Sasashima drove here, and there was a delay in the journey because the road was being built nearby, and it was only possible to reach it by a long detour.

He put on his gloves and ran towards the door, squatted down to check that there was no trace of picking the door handle, then took out the universal lock pick, easily picked the door lock and walked into the house.

Conan whispered, "Teacher, why are you doing this?" Can't just ring the doorbell? ”

"Because there is no way to determine whether the gangster is still in the house, you must know that it is now past the agreed two o'clock, and the hostess is afraid that she has died." Ritsu Sasashima frowned deeply, even if he expected it, he still couldn't prevent the victim's death.

It's not that he doesn't want to save it, but he thinks it's useless for him to call his wife to remind him.

The murderer chose to come to the Metropolitan Police Department to create an alibi, and the way he could use to commit the crime was remote control, mostly using a mobile phone, so he called in advance, which would only make the victim die early.

The two of them approached the living room where there was a small cracking sound, and when they pushed the door open, Ritsu Sasashima felt a lump of something coming at him before he could pull out the pistol on his waist, and accurately removed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Watson, give the glasses back... Well? Mr. Onizawa, it's you. ”

Ritsu Sasashima frowned and looked at the eagle who had obediently returned his glasses to him, and he didn't have to think about it to know who the man who spoke up, and after he wiped off the lenses of his glasses, he asked with interest, "Do you know me?" ”

The tea-haired boy in a white vertical striped shirt is the White Horse Detective who has dealt with him twice, but now as the identity of Ghost Ze Chong, he naturally doesn't know him.

"Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Detective White Horse, I am a detective in training, and I am studying in the United Kingdom, so it is normal that you don't know me, Mr. Onizawa."

Detective Hakuba smiled and looked at Oni Ze Chong, his eyes filled with deep interest, and he continued: "As the light of the police world, I am interested in reasoning, isn't it normal to know you? ”

"White horse?" Ritsu Sasashima pretended not to know and asked, "Dare to ask what is the relationship between Mr. Kenichi Hakuba and you?" ”

"That's my father."

Conan frowned and found that he had been neglected, and hurriedly said in his milk: "Brother Onizawa, who is Kenichi Hakuba?" Is it famous? ”

"He is the director of the Metropolitan Police Department, and he is also the number one in the Metropolitan Police Department, my immediate boss."

It turned out to be the son of the police director, Conan pouted, what a great identity, and look at his appearance... I always feel that I can't make good use of my reasoning ability today, and if this person detects something, it will be bad.

After the polite words were spoken, Ritsu Sasashima had no interest in dealing with this international student detective who was always staring at his strange thief identity, he pulled his gloves and said coldly: "I also bothered Mr. Hakuba to leave the scene of the crime, and by the way, take away your pet, it is too noisy, and it affects my case." ”

Detective Bai Ma smiled and comforted Watson, who was obviously unhappy, and said slowly: "I am the first witness to the murder, and it was also the victim who invited me to my home, Mr. Onizawa, I think I have the right to stay here." ”

He paused deliberately, looked down at Conan, who was eager to try, and said with a smile: "Didn't you also bring the mascot to the scene of the crime?" Wouldn't it be better to have one more person who can help? ”

Mascot?!

An angry hashtag popped up on Conan's head, and he grinded his teeth and whispered in his heart to curse this self-righteous guy, what is a mascot, I'm Shinichi Kudo, a high school student detective who is more famous than you!!

Ritsu Sasashima forcibly suppressed his smile, and after coughing dryly, he stabilized his emotions and replied, "Don't underestimate children, there are some details that adults can't discover, right?" Edogawa. ”

"That's right!" Conan put his hands on his waist and said dissatisfiedly: "Brother White Horse wants to compete with me?" For example... Who is the murderer! ”

Ritsu Sasashima covered her cheeks and said helplessly, are you stinky boy pretending to be a child addicted? And at a young age, he is quite cunning, he already knows who the murderer is and bets with others, which is too bad.

Detective Bai Ma raised his eyebrows and thought that this kid was very interesting, and said with a smile: "Little brother, is this gamble too beneficial for me?" ”

"Why do you say that?"

"Because I already know the murderer, but I haven't deduced the modus operandi yet, and I've just arrived here, and I haven't had time to investigate the scene yet." Detective White Horse explained.

Does he actually know who the murderer is? It's really worthy of being the son of Director Baima, a bit of a means.

"Then count it as a tie."

"Huh? What do you mean? ”

Ritsu Sasashima squatted next to the body of the woman who fell to the ground, and said without looking back: "Because Edogawa already knows who the murderer is, it's a tie." ”

Detective Hakuba glanced at the smiling eyeball in surprise, and he suddenly felt that Tokyo seemed to be more interesting than he had imagined, not only the monster thieves Kidd and Arsene Robin, but also the clever Kunisho and...

His eyes fell on Akizawa Chong, who was seriously conducting a preliminary autopsy, and Hua Sheng would not take the initiative to attack strangers on weekdays, so he could react so much... It can only be the person who deliberately makes it remember the smell himself.

Could he be Arsin Robin? But with such an obvious hair color, how could he not have found out if he appeared on a cruise ship, could it be that he had another identity?

Bai Ma Tan fumbled with his mobile phone, looked at the ticket to return to London tonight, and he directly pressed the cancel button. It seems that I will have to stay in Tokyo for a while longer, and I will have to solve the puzzle before I can leave.

Ritsuka Sasashima was unaware that his identity was in danger of being revealed, and he was carefully observing the victim's body.

There was a kitchen knife stuck in the back of the body, which was a very ordinary style and there was nothing special about it. And to him a little surprised... The blade of the entire kitchen knife is partially submerged in the body, which is not something that ordinary people can use.

He looked sideways at the bookshelf behind the body, the books were scattered all over the ground, and the body at such a chaotic scene could not detect any struggle injuries, which showed that the victim did not resist when he was stabbed by the murderer.

So why did the bookshelf fall to the ground, it is easy to deduce.

"Onizawa Police Department!"

There was a sound of hurried footsteps at the door, and there was no one in sight, the sound had arrived.

Takagi ran into the house panting, and saw that there was a strange young man in the house, and he wondered, "Huh? Mr. Masao, do you still have a son? ”

Masuo Keizo was very weak at this time, he originally wanted the police who entered the house to search on the second floor, and he had to find a way to hold up the bookshelves, but now that the crime scene has been seen by the police, he can only pray on the way to the police that the police are stupid.

But when he walked into the house and saw the familiar white hair, his mood was like a jumping machine, sinking directly to the bottom.

"He's not Mr. Masao's son, he's the son of Director Hakuba."

Ritsu Sasashima stood up and put one hand in his pocket, and with the blessing of gold-rimmed glasses, the corners of his mouth slightly raised to reveal a villain's smile, and said in a brisk tone: "Takagi, please send Mr. Masuo back to the Metropolitan Police Department." ”

"Huh?"

He paced ahead, reached out and patted Masuo Katsuzo's shoulder, and said word by word: "Let's go, Mr. Masuo, please go and eat the Metropolitan Police Department's limited edition pork chop rice." ”

Conan couldn't help but shudder when he saw this scene, did the teacher take out Ogier's aura? Hey, it feels like gin. He stretched out his little hand and touched the back of his head, and that stick was really unforgettable.

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