Chapter 7: The Impossible to Kill 10,000 Kilometers Away

Shinichi Kudo touched his chin with his hand, his eyes locked on the man who got off the imported car.

This man ......

He is around forty years old.

The height is about 180 cm, which is relatively tall, even in the crime scene full of criminal police, only Mu Yuan can be significantly taller than this person.

He had an expensive blazer between his elbows, and a little powder on the ends of his forehead, which was supposed to be a makeup foundation or something.

"Is it because you don't have enough time to remove your makeup after attending some kind of ceremony?"

The slight stubble on the chin is also proof of this.

"Judging from his hairstyle and clothes, he should be a person who pays attention to his image, but why is he so busy that he doesn't even have time to wash?"

"Is the schedule too tight?"

Kudo Shinichi squinted and continued to look at the man's arm.

The sleeves of the shirt have deep folds, which should have been rolled up over a long period of time.

The muscles of the lower arm are much more developed than the average person, coupled with the exceptionally smooth skin on the back of the hand......

"Is it because you're a pastry chef or something else?"

"If that's the case, that's right, this man...... Definitely the guy I saw on the tape! ”

"But if that's the case, why does that guy Mu Yuan think he's a murderer?"

Shinichi Kudo frowned tightly and fell into deep thought.

On the other hand, the preliminary investigation by the police soon came to fruition.

Outside the cold storage, a police officer from the Forensic Division was stating:

"The deceased, female, 29 years old, 160 cm tall, had no obvious external injuries on the body surface, no foreign bodies in the ears, nose and mouth, and no toxic substances were found in the blood and secretions during the preliminary examination......"

"In addition, we accidentally found the deceased's medical examination report last week in the deceased's satchel, ruling out the possibility that the deceased had heart disease and other chronic diseases."

"Judging from the results of the preliminary investigation, the cause of death may be ...... Freeze to death. ”

"The time of death is not possible to judge for the time being because the body was frozen at low temperature."

"In order to obtain more accurate examination results, it is recommended that relatives sign a consent form for autopsy."

"Above!"

There was nothing surprising about the results of the investigation, but most of the detectives subconsciously frowned when they heard that relatives were required to sign an autopsy consent form.

In this kind of homicide case without significant bad impact, it is impossible for the criminal police to conduct a mandatory autopsy on the corpse, which is simply impossible to be approved by the superiors.

It is even more difficult to get the relatives of the deceased to voluntarily sign the autopsy consent form.

After all, in the eyes of the vast majority of the people, the autopsy is a great desecration of the deceased.

Unless there is a bitter hatred, not many people would want their relatives to be treated like this.

This also makes the autopsy rate extremely low.

Correspondingly, the development of the forensic profession has also been sluggish for a long time.

On the contrary, it is the detective industry......

"Alas......"

I don't know if it was the criminal policeman who sighed, and led most of the criminal policemen to shake their heads.

It's just an ordinary criminal policeman, and they have never had a detective to assist in handling the case

- In this case, I am afraid that I will be "killed" again and die unexpectedly.

Unless......

"Ahem......"

Twilight Thirteen's cough sounded.

He walked with steady steps, his body seemed to be shining, and under the hopeful gaze of the surrounding criminal police, he came to the coffee shop owner who had just entered the house.

"This ......"

"Mr. Kurosawa, which airline did you fly on yesterday?"

Before Twilight Thirteen could ask Mu Yuan's question, Kudo Shinichi stepped forward first.

Kurosawa looked at Kudo Shinichi with some puzzlement, frowned, and said, "This classmate, are you ......?"

"I'm a high school detective, Shinichi Kudo." Without waiting for Kurosawa to finish asking, Kudo Shinichi answered directly.

"What!?" Kurosawa was shocked, "You are the savior of the police, a high school detective, Shinichi Kudo?" ”

"That's right, it's me!" Shinichi Kudo smirked.

The faces of the surrounding detectives are black!

At the back of the crowd, the expression on Mu Yuan's face also became serious.

In fact, just when Kudo Shinichi suddenly ran to check the tape again, he had a premonition that something unexpected might happen.

But he didn't think that Kudo Shinichi's actions would have any impact on the investigation of the case.

After all, as long as Twilight Thirteen asks the questions he has explained, the direction of the entire case will be completely decided.

As for the revelation of the truth behind it, it is only a matter of time.

In other words, as long as Twilight Thirteen asks the question, Mayumi Uchida's two-pattern emotional fish that always wants to self-immolate will completely belong to him.

But he never expected that Kudo Shinichi didn't even give Twilight Thirteen a chance to ask.

And Twilight Thirteen is a man...... It is very easy to be influenced by others.

"Wait, Brother Kudo?" Twilight Thirteen looked surprised, "How did you know this gentleman's name?" ”

"And, as you said, yesterday's flight...... What does that mean? ”

"Why, did you forget the Dusk Police Department, didn't you also know about the 'coffee shop owner just returned home'?" Kudo Shinichi smiled and said mysteriously, "As for how I know that this gentleman is the owner of the coffee shop, and what is the name of the coffee shop owner......

“…… Of course, Ms. Mayumi told me! ”

"What, what!?" All the detectives, including Twilight Thirteen, widened their eyes and said in unison, "What are you kidding!?" ”

"Well... Don't be nervous. Kudo Shinichi smiled and waved his hand, "I'm not like a paste...... Ahem, I'm not like those pretending to be ghosts. ”

"I'm referring to the tape that Ms. Mayumi had been recording last night."

"Videotape?"

The detectives looked at the TV cabinet next to the counter with a puzzled expression.

They all knew that the tape was recorded by the deceased last night, but because the content was purely a program broadcast by Rice Flower TV last night, no one regarded the tape as evidence.

But when he thought that Kudo Shinichi had flipped through this tape more than once, many criminal police officers began to doubt...... Is there any secret hidden in this videotape?

"There's no secret in that tape!"

Shinichi Kudo's timely reminder drew people's attention back.

"The crux of the matter is the special program of Rice Flower Radio that Ms. Mayumi recorded last night."

"Anyone who watched that show," Shinichi Kudo said, pointing to the coffee shop owner's face and reassuringly, "will definitely remember the name of this face." ”

"Am I right, the new World Barista Champion, Mr. Kotoe Kurosawa?"

All eyes were on the coffee shop owner.

I don't know if the aura on the criminal police is too strong, he said a little nervously:

"Uh... You, you're right, in fact, I flew on Air France yesterday morning... Oh, and it was a flight that arrived in Tokyo yesterday at 12 o'clock at noon. You should be able to find out, oh, and the Barista Contest time, which is also public......"

"I see...... Well? Twilight Thirteen was startled and said, "Wait! Doesn't that mean ......"

"That's right!" Kudo Shinichi said loudly: "At the time of the crime, Mr. Koto Kurosawa, who was 10,000 kilometers away and was on the other side of the world, could not have come to the coffee shop and locked Ms. Mayumi in cold storage!" ”

"So, if Ms. Mayumi was really killed, the most likely suspect is ......"

Including Twilight Thirteen, the eyes of all the criminal police officers converged on Mu Yuan's body again.

Mu Yuan: "......"