"Someone has already taken a picture and uploaded it, Officer Twilight."

Di Lu's words were very calm, so calm that he couldn't tell that he had just killed someone, but rather like a simple passing crowd of onlookers.

"In front of many police officers, the innocent people who were dragged into the case died like this, if he killed, the police lost face, even if it wasn't..."

Di Lu turned his gaze to the media who had arrived at the door, and the twilight officer who followed Di Lu's gaze to see them also had a headache.

Of course, he can think of what those unscrupulous media with no bottom line will say, whether it is "after the murder of an ordinary person who is not the murderer, ha, what a great Japanese policeman!" Or "murderer or messenger of justice?" The investigation leads to the death of innocent people, and the "just" police are the real executioners. "These kinds of things are absolutely said by those media.

If that happens, not only him, but the entire National Police Agency will become a sinner in the Japanese police community.

Officer Twilight, who had already begun to have a headache, looked at Di Lu, whose face was still calm, and seemed to have caught hope.

"So what to do? Brother Minglai, do you have any solutions to this? ”

Delu "..."

I understand the reason, but why Brother Minglai? Are we so familiar? Just call it by name or something, forget it...

Choked up and swallowing the complaint he almost blurted out, Dilou grabbed Conan, who was explaining the criminal methods of the prisoner with a very low IQ.

"Hey!"

The little detective protested dissatisfied, but seemed to have become accustomed to Di Lu's willfulness, and after a symbolic "feed", he touched his head and looked at "Gu Yue Minglai" helplessly.

"What's wrong with that?"

Conan saw Officer Twilight, who was embarrassed, and then looked at Dilu, who was slumped, and thought for a moment, and instantly understood what was happening.

Inexplicably, Officer Twilight felt as if the state of the two was reversed, as if the little boy who was touching his head helplessly was the reliable adult who was taking care of the bear child, and the foolish adult Gu Yue Minglai was the bear child who liked to make trouble and make parents worry about compromise.

Shaking his head, he shook off the inexplicable associations, and looked at the somewhat chaotic scene, Officer Twilight became serious again.

"Well, first of all, because of this..."

Pointing to the criminal whose name had been deleted from his mind and only remembered that his brain was not very good, Di Luyan hugged Conan, put his chin on Conan's head, and spoke slowly.

"Well, Mr. Murderer killed that Miss Bahu, the reason goes without saying, it doesn't matter, anyway, it's an objective fact that you killed him, right?"

Blocking back the words of the stupid murderer who wanted to defend himself, Delu looked back at the dead college student and the police officers who were surrounding him to check.

"Haven't the test results come out yet?"

The policeman who was asked was stunned, but still obediently reported the results of the examination to Dilu.

"Ah, about this... The results have come out, the cause of death is poisoning, and according to the toxicity, it should have been ingested by the deceased three hours ago, that is, before entering this café..."

Seeing the policeman who consciously stopped talking, Di Lu's head popped up.

"Finished."

Japanese police pills, is it really only a few that are reliable?

Di Lu had a headache, but then he thought about it, no, I'm Black, why should I worry about this? Isn't the more unreliable the police, the safer they are?

Ah, when I think about it, my mood is suddenly much more relaxed.

Figured out, Dilou happily let go of Conan, and threw him aside when he was done, walking towards Officer Twilight, who was still distressed.

"Originally, it was a headache what to do, but as soon as the intake time came out, you could give those media a password and ask them to bring this when they registered, so those problems would not be a problem."

"It's just that the relationships of the second deceased still need to be investigated, such as who he came into contact with three hours ago."

"The follow-up work is a matter for the police, at least now everyone in the café should have ruled out the suspicion."

After saying everything that seemed to be said in a slow manner, but in fact nothing was said, Dilu said his ultimate goal.

"Then we should be able to leave, Officer Twilight?"

With that, Conan shoved Conan towards the cops, and he turned back to his seat.

"The transcript will be handed over to Conan, Mr. boss, the waitress may not have come back to her senses because she was frightened, so she has to trouble you, a glass of mocha, double toffee, and a bacon and cheese sandwich packed, thank you."

"Ah, yes, okay."

The boss nodded dumbfoundedly, and walked into the kitchen in a daze.

And the police also looked at Di Lu, who had no sense of urgency at the scene of the murder/poisoning, and didn't know what to do.

"Well, forget it, let them go."

Officer Twilight sighed helplessly, and finally let go, the murder case of Miss Bahu ended with the successful arrest of the murderer Dianshan Thirteen, and the death of the college student named Huang Yuyi was closed by suicide with "poisoning" as the cause of death after the follow-up by the police.

In cases without any clues, the police certainly won't waste police power on an ordinary person.

Although he had known it for a long time and guessed the follow-up, Di Lu was still a little disappointed, and casually turned off the TV that was broadcasting the new article, and when he stood up, he heard a knock on the door.

Through the monitor, Dilou saw the nosy little detective panting and banging on his pitiful, innocent door.

Delu, who was not ready to open the door, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and put water in the bathtub.

"Stop shooting."

Hearing the sound of water on the other end of the phone, the little detective who didn't know what he thought blushed, then stabilized again and began to question.

"You did that guy that day, right?"

Ah, was it really noticed by the children of the world?

Dilu chuckled, replying in a tone that didn't fluctuate.

"Which day? Who? I don't know what you're talking about, Shinichi. ”

Damn it...

Hearing the title of "Gu Yue Minglai", Conan gritted his teeth, he had no way to do anything to Di Lu, the things of that day were the same, and the things of the organization were the same, even if he could ruthlessly send this friend who had been with him for a long time and helped him a lot to prison, he didn't have any evidence.

But his friend knows too much about him, whether it is his identity or his interpersonal relationships.

Under this kind of asymmetry, he is not reasonable in any case, not to mention that he is not sure that the perpetrator of that day is him.

Conan, who had calmed down, forcibly resisted the impulse in his heart.