"You said you were taking pictures here because you wanted to show your boyfriend's apartment to your friends?" Officer Twilight concluded, looking at the woman who was constantly wiping her tears with a handkerchief.

"Yes, that's it, today is my first time here......" Chika Shimoda said with tears in her eyes and sniffing, "My friend heard me say that Takai lives in a high-end apartment and wants me to take a picture of her, so I plan to go back after taking pictures." As a result, suddenly someone fell from the upper floor, but I didn't expect it to be ......"

"That's weird." Officer Twilight checked the records in his hand, "According to other witnesses, you left Mr. Takai's house around 5 p.m., but it was already past 6 p.m. when the fall occurred. Did you shoot here for more than an hour? ”

"No, everyone came to Gaojing's house for dinner and drinking today, and I drove the others back before I came back to shoot here." Chika Shimoda turned her head and glanced at the other colleagues who were called back by the police, "Everyone is drunk, so I can only drive people." ”

"Excuse me, how many of you are?" Officer Twilight looked at the other two men who had been called back.

"Oh, we're employees of the same company." Nakamachi also stared at the blood stains and white lines on the ground for a while, and moved uneasily, "After noon today, the four of us have been drinking at Section Chief Takai's house to celebrate his promotion to minister. ”

He was the one who drank less of the four, and he was relatively young, so he was directly scared to wake up when he heard about Takai's death.

"We were going to drink until the evening, but Mr. Takai drank too ......much," he pondered for a long time, not knowing how to describe the other party's state at the time.

"Isn't it just that when you're drunk, you can't keep your mouth shut and talk all kinds of." Compared to Nakamachi Tsuya, Kawakami's face was still full of redness caused by alcohol, and he said directly, "As he drank, he began to laugh at us, saying things like 'If you want to get ahead, you must only look forward' and say that we can't do it, so no matter how hard we try, we can only stay where we are...... It's so outrageous that we went home early. ”

"'Must be disregarded'? Sounds pretty ......," Officer Twilight frowned.

Although it is personal freedom to take this kind of thing as a creed in life, it is not something that mortals can do to talk about it and say it bluntly to their subordinates......

"That's because what the section manager said was too much, so after Miss Shimoda sent me back, I sent him the email that you saw, and told him, 'Please take a look at the people below.'" Nakamachi also lowered his head and sighed secretly.

Section Chief Takai is really a boss who is hard to explain.

The two of them were not the only people in the company who were dissatisfied with him for similar reasons, so much so that when he heard that the other party had died suddenly, the murderer who flashed in his mind flashed back for more than ten seconds.

Thinking of this, he added: "There is also the matter of Senior Sister Hiraga, which is the same. If you consider the people he has offended, there should be quite a few in the company. ”

"Bungalow?" Officer Twilight looked at the paper in his hand, shook his head, flipped to a new page, and shoved it into Wataru Takagi's hand.

The deceased, as well as these people involved in the case, worked for an ordinary company, right? How can there be so many love and hatred.

Sure enough, it is still necessary to run to the scene with a few deputies.

"Her name is Junyo Hirayya, a former female employee of our company...... Last month, he died by suicide. Kawakami exhaled a breath of wine and sighed wistfully.

"If you commit suicide, you can't jump off the building, right?" Officer Twilight glanced at the white line on the ground and guessed.

"Yes. She's the senior sister of this guy in middle school, and she's also the junior sister of me and Takai University. It seems like you're in the same class as Shimoda, right? Kawakami glanced at Chika Shimoda.

"Well, that's right. In short, Hiraya has a good relationship with everyone. Chika Shimoda wiped away a handful of tears, and her mood calmed down a little.

"She committed suicide because she was working too hard and couldn't bear the pressure mentally. Then, after drinking too much, Section Chief Takai joked, "If you don't meet the target, you'll have to fire you" or something like that, maybe it was this sentence that completely crushed her, so she ...... Nakamachi Tsuya lowered his eyebrows and said listlessly.

"yes, it turned out that guy from Takai seemed to have completely forgotten about it. I couldn't get angry, so I called him and told him, 'The flat house was killed by you, and your status today was ......only reached by stepping on a group of people covered in blood.'" As if with the strength of alcohol, Kawakami gritted his teeth and said viciously, "I didn't expect that a person like him would be stimulated by such words one day." Apparently, he hung up the phone and jumped off. ”

Wataru Takagi paused his pen and observed his expression: "So, your claim is ......"

"yes, maybe he was killed by me." Kawakami sneered unashamedly, "But Mr. Officer, I didn't threaten him or intimidate him, and I didn't even use words like death." Truth be told, it can't be considered murder, right? ”

"Well, indeed." Officer Twilight nodded, winked at Wataru Takagi, and motioned for him to mark the man.

If what he said is true, then whether to prosecute him depends on the opinion of the prosecution.

But there is still something good to say in the mouth.

"In that case, I'll go back if I don't have anything to do?" Kawakami, who showed a smug smile, moved his stiff back, "Say the same thing twice, and I'm annoyed to death." ”

"Twice, did anyone else ask you that question?" Thinking of Tang Ze who called, Officer Twilight's eyebrows jumped, and he had a little bad feeling.

"yes, we've been asked the same question before you came." Nakamachi also looked strangely in the direction of the apartment building, "It's a foreign woman, a brown-haired student, a young man with a Kansai accent, and a small child with glasses." ”

It's really them.

Officer Twilight and Wataru Takagi, along with several officers from the Search Division 1 who were inspecting the scene behind them, slapped their foreheads in unison.

"If it's a few of them, then it won't stop...... What about the few people? Officer Twilight held his hat and asked helplessly.

"Ah, they took the key to Mr. Takai's house and went to the 21st floor." Chika Shimoda pointed behind her, the apartment building that was already lit up as the night was getting late.

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"Sure enough, it's you!"

Officer Twilight, who rushed to the 21st floor out of breath, unexpectedly saw several people leaning in front of the door of No. 2103.

"Good evening, Officer Twilight." Tang Ze, who was holding a bag of milk, greeted them, "Good work." ”

"It's okay to work hard or something...... No, you guys really like to do things on your own. Officer Twilight's greeting hand was halfway raised, and he couldn't help but turn to the three people with a pensive look on their faces, "It's hard to see that you didn't go in to see it." We'll leave it to us ......."

"Huh? What did you say? Hattori, who came back to his senses, looked at it and patted his head, "We've finished investigating." ”

"Photos, videos, the whole survey process is recorded!" Judy flashed the two devices in her hand and smiled.

Alas, he knew that these guys related to Kudo and Maori didn't have a fuel-efficient lamp.

Thinking of this, Twilight Thirteen glanced at Tang Ze who had called him complainingly.

Tang Zejun, haven't you always been the most cooperative with the police, why don't you persuade these reasoning enthusiasts a little.

Is this kind of thing like collecting evidence that anyone can do directly?

"Don't look at me, the minority obeys the majority, you can't stop it." Tang Zeai, who had taken a sip of milk, spread his hands helplessly, "I asked them to wear shoe covers, and the whole process was videotaped." ”

"Well, well, tell me, the door was locked?" Twilight Thirteen knew that this was not something that Tang Ze could control, and resigned himself to walking over and pushing the door open.

"Yes, the lock is tight." Conan nodded.

"There are no signs of lockpicking or vandalism." Tang Ze added.

Tang Ze still understands this.

Twilight Thirteen glanced at Tang Ze distractedly, followed behind Hattori Heiji, and walked towards the deceased's bedroom: "In this way, this place can be identified as a secret room, and the possibility of the deceased committing suicide is very high?" ”

"We thought so at first, until we saw ......" Hattori Heiji took the lead, pushed open the bedroom door, pointed to the open window and said, "before the curtains of this window!" ”

"Well, the front end of the curtain is completely detached from the rails, and the deceased must have desperately grabbed the curtain before falling, trying to survive." Tang Ze said, thoughtfully cut out the corresponding photo, and pointed to the content above, "This is it, we have also taken a good photo." ”

"Oh, that makes sense." Comparing the photos with the scene, Officer Twilight nodded in agreement.

"And here, there's a strange trace. Kind of like impact. Hattori Heiji pointed to a scratch mark on the windowpane.

Officer Twilight took a breath.

Collect evidence before the police, and then present your findings to the police in such a grand manner......

These sub-detectives are really ...... No, Brother Maori wasn't at the scene, a primary school student, a middle school teacher, and a detective from out of town, what was he helpless about?

Twilight Thirteen's tone, which suddenly became more confident, hardened: "Well, I see, it's true." ”

"And here, this is the bed where the deceased slept drunk at the time, well, I always feel that the window is against the window where he fell, a little too deliberate......"

"Twilight Police Department, the photos taken by Miss Shimoda have been washed out! Pretty much the exterior of this apartment, only one photo showed the strange figure, so we zoomed in ......"

"Is this Mr. Takai?"

"Look, he grabbed the curtains."

"Oh, he looks like he's throwing something into the house......"

"Is it a cell phone?"

"The traces of the glass are the traces after being hit by the phone? But why throw it in......"

"Is the content of the phone call too infuriating?"

"It's impossible, it's not so bad that people are about to fall when they get angry again, it's ......"

"It's noisy, you guys shut up! Oh, Donzawa, I'm not talking about you - stop meddling in the work of the police! ”

In this way, the noisy detective team was kicked out of the bedroom by several policemen.

"It's hard to talk, you Tokyo police." Hattori Heiji snorted in his mouth, "Our procedures for collecting evidence are rigorous enough. ”

Conan, who had been thinking about the case, heard his complaint and glanced at it with squinted eyes.

Is it possible that the police in Osaka are easy to talk because you are the son of the head of the police headquarters?

Conan, who knew that Hattori Heiji didn't like to listen to this topic, complained in his heart, and directly skipped the discussion of related topics: "Let's think about how the murderer used to make the deceased fall." ”

Heiji Hattori really shifted his attention and no longer bothered about the police driving people out: "Well, Miss Shimoda, who was taking pictures downstairs at the time, if you want to say that it can have any effect on the deceased, it is only the flash of the camera." Separated by 21 floors, that light doesn't make a difference. ”

"There's nothing wrong with Mr. Nakamachi's email." Conan went on to say, "The content matches his 'confession'. ”

"Then all that's left is Mr. Kawakami's phone."

"However, even if he asked the other party to die directly on the phone, it would be impossible for the deceased to do it, right?"

"Don't forget the deceased's move of throwing his phone into the house......"

Judy, who was one step behind the two of them, listened to the back and forth reasoning relay of the two people walking in front of her, and glanced at Tang Ze, who had fallen silently and walked towards the door.

Clever children, including Tang Ze.

The other two didn't know anything, and it was clear that Tang Ze and Akechi Goro were actually Judy, and Tang Ze's performance today made her feel very interesting.

As far as she has observed since she came to Japan, detectives of this age are either eager to solve the mystery or have no place to use their overflowing ingenuity.

Therefore, for Edogawa Conan, this child who can easily be seen through because of his excessive wisdom is a little funny, but it is a matter of course.

So, what about Tang Ze, who played the identity of a detective perfectly?

Judging from his words and deeds, he obviously seems to have locked the murderer's candidate, but he can calmly use the identity of an assistant to assist the detective, and he lacks self-identification with the identity of the detective.

What is this, the role that the situation forces to play? Or an uncomplaining pretender?

Judy hooked the corners of her mouth with some amusement, took a picture of Tang Ze's back as he left, and then looked at the two detectives standing in the foyer discussing, and turned the direction of the camera.

There are still many opportunities to contact Tang Ze, and tonight, she should observe this side more first.

Everything else in Japan is fine, except for civilian cameras, because of the privacy bill, there is no way to eliminate the shutter sound.

As for just taking a few photos of collectibles, do you want to use a specially brought spy camera......

Judy tilted her head and silently pressed the shutter through the cover of her arm.

She has always liked to think of this kind of thing as "professional convenience".

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"Do you think we've made the style of the website too cool and a little bit more sober?"

As soon as I connected it, I heard such an opening lightning strike, and the pen in the hand of Hoshikawa Hui, who was struggling to write, fell.

"Huh? What did you say? He looked up in shock, "Am I hallucinating, I heard Tang Ze say that he designed the style of the website too middle-class?" ”

"Hey, you kid, what misconceptions about me, is my style very high-profile and exaggerated?" The kitchen knife in Tang Ze's hand slashed heavily on the board, and said in a dangerous tone.

"This website is designed by yourself.,The buttons you made.,The color you chose.,Even the animation effects were painted by yourself all night.,You say you're the second in school.,Why did I misunderstand?" Hoshikawa resolutely refused to throw the pot on his head from the head of the crumbs.

"What's the matter, isn't my design pretty?" Tang Ze, a fan who completely paid tribute to the original work, was furious, "Isn't it very good-looking and eye-catching?" ”

"Yes, you're right, so you specifically called a messenger, what do you want to say?" Akemi Miyano, who was recording in the ledger, flicked her forehead with the end of her pen and diverted the topic away from the two high school students who were about to start arguing again.

"Well, I just wanted to say...... Whether it is a masked vigilante or a popular Internet, including the operation of online public opinion, do you say, is the route we taking a little too young? So much so that older workers will treat us as frivolous jokes or young people's new tricks on the Internet, and won't pay us enough attention? Tang Ze picked up the kitchen knife again and slipped the onion in his hand into thin strips, "Isn't it, we should find a way to expand our audience?" ”

"What's wrong, did you encounter some tricky situation?" Narumi Asai, who was combing his long hair and watching the website, looked away from the screen.

Introspection every day, maybe some people will do this, but Tang Ze definitely won't.

This proud boy believes that if you want to change, you have to act, even if there are flaws, it is better than doing nothing and watching nothing, and you will not have doubts about your past choices because of some small problems.

"yes, I feel it. Just like the previous pair, the resentful couple who made trouble to the point of life and death, Yumi Horikoshi and Kazushi Nakamichi, people of their age, using the strange thief CH, believe that we can help their own proportions, too little and too little. ”

Tang Ze turned his wrist and wiped off the onion shreds on the kitchen knife, and by the way, he looked at his own reflection on the knife surface.

Blue eyes looked back quietly.

"Today too. All grievances happened quickly, and if a month ago, today's murderer, or other members of the society who had been victimized by the deceased, had nominated his name, and today's tragedy would have been avoided. ”

Although today's events can also be summed up as an inevitable case triggered by the plot, Tang Ze is not a person who is accustomed to blaming everything lazily on external objects and giving up the possibility of self-effort.

Is there a way to avoid these fierce mutual persecution and dumping, and the tragedy that eventually leads to one after another at the cost of life?

"You say, should we make some bigger noises and be on the front page of serious social news, instead of the kind that appears in variety shows."

Tang Ze said to himself as if he were talking to himself at the blade of the cold light.

(End of chapter)