As soon as Akira Shinhara approached the sofa, he saw that the policeman's questioning had ended, but Nanfeng and Sakamoto Aokawa were chatting.

"I heard that Officer Sakamoto used to catch the monster thief Kidd, why did he suddenly transfer to the First Search Division?" Nanfeng asked, his expression curious, and his eyes sparkled when he mentioned Kidd, the strange thief.

"Because I didn't catch it, my performance was not good, and I couldn't make money." Sakamoto Qingchuan pursed his lips a little embarrassed.

"But last time I saw that Officer Sakamoto was very powerful, and he arrested the murderer at once, and people didn't have time to react." Nanfeng looked at Sakamoto Aokawa with a look of adoration.

"So Nanfeng and Officer Sakamoto are so familiar?" Akira Shinhara stepped forward and spun around the two of them, and then sat down on the sofa as well.

However, looking at this picture similar to a tea party, the corners of Akira Shinhara's mouth twitched slightly.

Now is this counted, three players in one play?

Jingchuan Kataba on the side seemed to feel a little out of place, and sat on the edge of the sofa stiffly, holding a cup of tea and drinking it silently, reducing his sense of existence.

"I've only seen it once, but Mr. Shinhara and those children are very familiar with it, last time I remember you said that you only saw it once, is there something that happened that I don't know?"

Nanfeng looked at Akira Shinhara curiously, and directly led the topic to him.

Akira Shinhara shook his head and said, "It's just a few more meetings, and the child is very polite." ”

Then the scene fell into silence for a while, and this strange atmosphere made Jingchuan Kataye raise his head and look at them again, his eyebrows furrowed, and he looked at Nanfeng and then at Akira Shinhara, his eyes were obviously confused.

I don't seem to understand why they are a little redundant when they are from the same publishing house.

Soon, the autopsy personnel and forensics personnel said something to Miwako Sato, and a look of understanding appeared on Miwako Sato's face, and then walked towards Akira Shinhara and the others, and said gently, "Thank you for your cooperation, you can leave now." ”

Conan looked at the three of Shinhara Akira who were about to get up and leave with a serious expression, and then looked at the corpse in the room, and his heart was a little solemn, could it really be a simple sudden death, was it complicated by himself?

But that weirdness really made him haunted, and he always felt that he had overlooked something.

Akira Shinhara looked up, looked at the little detective who frowned, put his hand in his trouser pocket, took out his mobile phone, pressed the on/off button, turned on the screen, glanced at the time, it was almost ten o'clock.

Little detective, I'll help you.

Akira Shinhara put his phone in his pocket again, nodded at Miwako Sato, and walked towards the door with Nanfeng and the others.

At this time, Conan suddenly felt his phone vibrate, and took it out to see that it was a news push.

A news feed about the murder of smart home appliances.

An entrepreneur was found to have died suddenly of a heart attack at home, because the entrepreneur himself suffered from heart disease, so it did not arouse suspicion at first, but soon the police discovered that there was something wrong with the temperature of the entrepreneur's house.

Most of the plants raised by entrepreneurs are shy, but the rhizomes are very fresh, only the leaves and flowers have turned yellow, and they look like they have been drained.

In the end, the police finally found that the entrepreneur's smart home appliance was connected to another management end, and it had been used at three or four o'clock in the morning.

First, the indoor temperature slowly rises, and then drops sharply to the lowest, alternating between cold and heat, constantly stimulating the entrepreneur with heart disease, the heart continues to expand and contract, and finally the entrepreneur dies suddenly at home.

So the police locked up the murderer, the person who changed the entrepreneur's home appliance management system, the entrepreneur's secretary.

After reading the news, Conan was shocked, and almost subconsciously looked at the flowers next to the TV, as well as the ice cream refrigerator surrounded by several children in the living room.

"It really is! It turned out to be a fake! There is no ice in this refrigerator, it is all water, where does the ice cream come from! Yuan Tai shouted loudly with some dissatisfaction, which made Conan show a look of understanding.

If the deceased's death was really murder, then anyone who knew that the deceased had drunk alcohol yesterday and had a house that could only be used for appliances is suspected.

And they don't need to be on the scene to commit the crime, which means that all three of them have time to commit the crime.

But Conan quickly fell into thinking again, no, before Akira Shinhara said, this Nakamura Oi does not have a heart attack.

"Gray Yuan, if this Nakamura Oi falls asleep after taking stress relieving medicine after drinking, the indoor temperature is suddenly extremely high and low, will it cause this sudden death phenomenon?" Conan poked the somewhat stunned Gray Plains Wailing with his elbow on the side.

"In terms of dosage, no, the heart and blood are not yet extremely dilated and contracted." Gray Yuan Wai shook his head, and then continued, "At most, if you have a severe cold, if you fall into a coma, you will freeze to death, but the dead are not frozen to death. ”

Conan's brows furrowed again, what's going on? Damn! Just a little bit!

Suddenly thinking of something, Conanra quickly came to the bedside table of the deceased and swept over the things on it, there were vitamins, blood pressure pills, calcium supplements, and an empty water cup that had been drunk.

After wrapping his fingers in a handkerchief and opening the cabinet drawer, Conan saw a few boxes of Okamoto, as well as a small blue pill that had been opened and used, his expression froze instantly, and then he quickly closed the drawer with a red face.

Wait a minute! Antihypertensive drugs and alcohol together can cause low blood pressure, and the heart beats slowly, but if you take drugs that make your blood surge, your heart will beat faster in an instant.

It puts a lot of stress on the heart and creates a temporary illusion of heart disease.

In other words, at that time, if you use the methods of journalism to commit crimes, you will form the illusion of sudden death.

It must be like this!

Conan quickly looked at the door, there was no one left, his heart was bad, and he hurriedly pressed the elevator to follow, and finally saw the three people who had not left yet, as well as Sato and Takagi, outside the building.

Glancing at Akira Shinhara, Conan deliberately said in a sneering voice, with some surprise, "Ahhhh ”

"Officer Sato, are you telling the truth about what you say on the news?" Conan blinked a pair of big innocent eyes, looked at Miwako Sato, raised the phone in his hand high, and handed it in front of her.

Miwako Sato took it with some doubts, and after reading it, her expression became serious, but she quickly shook her head and laughed again, "This should be fake news, I don't remember that the Metropolitan Police Department has handled such a case." ”

Conan was a little anxious in his heart, and was about to speak, when a police officer ran to Miwako Sato with a serious expression, "Officer Sato, we found Yamamoto Tran, who has not been able to be contacted, but he is dead, and he is ......"

"And he also died at home, the house is upstairs in Nakamura Oi, he froze to death at home, and he also found this ...... from his mobile phone"

Miwako Sato frowned and took the phone, and after looking at the "Smart Home Appliance Killing Rules" on Yamamoto Tran's mobile phone, her expression instantly became serious, and she felt that something had happened.

Looking at this scene, Shinhara Ming rubbed his neck, his eyes looked at the south wind, and his lips hooked slightly.

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