Seeing that he was beaten by Toyama and Haha's arm grabbing Hattori Heiji, Judy smiled and raised the goblet in her hand and slowly drank all the wine in the cup.

“Great！” I don't know if I was praising the technique of Yuan Shan and Ye, or praising the wine I drank in my stomach, Judy, whose cheeks were red, praised loudly, "It's really good!" ”

“…… If you like it, it's fine. Conan watched Tang Ze, who was very happy to watch the play, and then looked at Judy, who didn't think it was a big deal, and his eyebrows twitched twice.

was beaten and eliminated by Tang Zelian, a set of pit Hattori Heiji, while facing the fists of Yuanshan and Ye Buyi, he still had to work hard to maintain his composure, and it was too miserable to try to arrange the scene.

However, thinking about it carefully, Tang Ze's answer (quibble) just now really can't find any mistakes.

It's true that Hattori Heiji himself forgot about Toyama and Ye, not only released the pigeon, but didn't even think of finding someone to pick it up, and if it wasn't for Heye himself, he probably still didn't care about the green plum who was left aside by himself, and was still focusing on the details of the case and thinking about the technique.

The main responsibility lies with Hattori himself, and Tang Ze helped Yuanshan and Ye at most, so he can't be said to be ......

Wait a minute, because of the sudden situation of the case, I dropped the appointment with Xiaolan and put her aside, it seems that it is also ...... Even the day I was knocked down by Gin......

Oops, Hattori's today, shouldn't it be his own tomorrow?

Conan, who didn't know that his eyes were wide-eyed, had already begun to prepare various life-saving plans for emergencies, and Hattori Pingji dragged Toyama and Ye with difficulty, walked towards the door with difficulty, and closed the door: "Then now, we have to make a little more preparations, please ...... first"

Wataru Takagi, who was left in the room to assist, smiled bitterly, glanced at Karasawa who was smiling with his arms crossed, and walked to the bedside of the deceased Takai together.

The noisy indoor scene was isolated with the closure of the door, and several suspects who were called again and again outside the door looked at the police in confusion at this set of operations that did not understand the purpose at all, you look at me, I look at you, and their expressions are very dazed.

"Didn't you ask us to come here for on-site verification? This is ......," Nakamachi also pointed to the closed door.

"Why did you let a foreign woman drink in Takai's room?" Kawakami, who was a little uneasy, thought for a moment and asked calmly.

Even if these people really figured out his modus operandi, a little trivial side proof would not be conclusive evidence to crucify him.

Even if there are more verification methods that can prove his malice, as long as he bites himself to death and does not intend to rely on these methods to kill people, there is nothing the police can do about him.

It is precisely because of these that he chose such a method after careful reflection rather than a more direct and intense conflict.

Where can he be condemned?

Thinking of this, Kawakami straightened his waist again, and his confidence was once again sufficient.

"Well, this is to simulate the situation at the time of the crime, and I want to figure out how the tragedy happened to the deceased." Twilight Thirteen, who has been a policeman for many years, has been reluctant to accept the view that Takai died of murder at the insistence of several detective enthusiasts, and at this moment, almost quickly noticed some suspicions among several people.

As colleagues who also ate and drank together in the afternoon, or rather, subordinates, except for Chika Shimoda, who broke down crying in front of the corpse, the emotions of the other two people were indeed too calm.

However, doubts are only doubts after all.

He looked away at the closed door in front of him, and waited patiently for a few more minutes until the occupants pushed it open.

"We have told Judy to lie down on the bed to rest, assuming that the deceased's mobile phone is also within reach of him after he falls asleep, I put my mobile phone next to her pillow." Wataru Takagi explained.

"In addition, we also took advantage of Mr. Zhu's inattention to move some hands and feet in the room." As soon as Heiji Hattori showed half a smile, the grasp of Toyama and Ha on his arm made his expression stiffen.

Yuan Shan and Ye Bushan stared at his side face for a few seconds, and then looked at the closed door behind them, their eyes constantly wandering back and forth, as if they were in some kind of thought.

Tang Ze looked at her rich and changing face, as if he could see the suspenseful BGM and ambient light in her mind.

"Young foreign female teacher, drinking, you still go to someone's house......" Yuanshan and Ye didn't turn up the volume very much, but Tang Ze, who was standing on the two sides of them, still heard it clearly, "Are you really here to help that 'Kudo', and don't have any other ideas?" ”

It's not that she's suspicious.,The old sex criticism nature of Hattori Heiji who likes to talk very much.,Toyama and Ye know a lot about it.。

Of course, he can't have the guts to really flirt with his sister or something, but do you want to say that he likes to look at beautiful women......

The five fingers she clasped on Hattori's arm increased her strength again.

"Ahem, anyway, it's already time to start." Tang Ze, who felt that Hattori Heiji should be speechless for a short time, took over his words and said to a few people, "Let's simulate them one by one." ”

"Well, Chiba, it's time to start." Twilight Thirteen, who felt a little nonsensical, snorted, but still took out the walkie-talkie and commanded.

"Roger." After hearing the news, Officer Chiba, who was standing downstairs, reconfirmed that he was standing in the position where Chika Shimoda was at that time, raised the camera in his hand, and pressed the shutter diligently in the direction of 2103 o'clock.

"Well, and then, Mr. Nakamachi's email, right?" Twilight Thirteen looked at Nakamachi Tsuya.

"Yes, then, I'll send an email to Officer Takagi's mailbox." Conan looked at Hattori Heiji, who was grinning and whispering something to Toyama and Ha, no longer counting on this useless little friend, picked up his mobile phone and pressed it.

"Zero, zero, zero—"

A crisp new message alert sounded in the darkness, and the phone screen brightened.

Judy, who was lying on her back on the bed, exhaled, sat up, picked up her phone, and clicked on the email.

【Who are you？ 】

In the email interface, a neat serif font makes up such a line of text.

Judy glanced at it, then at the mailbox from which it was sent, and smiled.

Outside the door, Conan's phone vibrated and a new message came back from the other side.

【Himitsu. (Secret)】

"Did you get it, Judy-sensei?" Tang Ze saw at a glance the Roman tone on the phone screen with a somewhat playful tone, and asked with a smile.

"Yes, that's a funny mail!" Judy's smiling voice came through the door.

"Okay, there's only one last item left!" Hattori Heiji, who finally pulled out his arm, took a breath, shook his hand, and took out his mobile phone and dialed it, "Mr. Kawakami called. ”

When he spoke, he stared straight at Kawakami's square face, and saw that the other party was nervous, secretly clenching his back molars, so that the jaw angle was particularly tense and protruding, revealing a meaningful smile.

This kid's eyes are really unpleasant......

Kawakami took a breath, trying to ignore the other man's expression and listen to him call.

"Can you hear me, Miss Judy? Hello？ ”

"No problem, Hattori-kun. So what to do now? ”

"I remember that Mr. Kawakami's phone call lasted about seven or eight minutes, so I just kept the conversation and said a few casual words."

"Oh? What to say? ”

"It's all right, for example......" Hattori Heiji glanced at the people in the hallway, "You're an English teacher, right, then, let's have some daily English conversation." Hi，where're you from? What's your nationality？ (Where are you from, what country are you from)"

Ha, I really don't know whether to say that he is too provocative, or persistent.

Sitting in the dark room, Judy tapped her fingers lightly on the edge of the bed.

This kind of temptation, if it is the real Belmode, will she show her stuff, will she pretend that she has not found anything, or will she play a few tricks with this child......

Thinking so, she replied, "I come from...... How about you? (What about you)"

Hattori squinted his gaze and glanced at the side frame of his phone, and kept estimating it in his heart.

Is it already aware of his situation and fighting back, or is it really just "conversational English", as I just said?

"I'm from osaka." (I'm from Osaka) so ......" Hattori Heiji glanced at Karasawa's expression, "Do you know karasawa?"

"Of course, I know him, too well," Judy laughed twice.

Her mature voice, slightly hoarse, has a unique sense of atmosphere, which makes it difficult to think directly about her answer literally for a while.

Is it intentional, or is it ......?

Fortunately, before the two of them could continue to talk very basically, but like a sharp one, some murmurs with bad signals finally came out of the earpiece.

So, instead of the next question, Hattori Heiji said directly: "Sorry, the signal is a bit bad, I can't hear it clearly." ”

"Ah, under normal circumstances, there will be a lot of signal difficulties on too high floors, and the signal coverage in this building is intermittent, and when I am on the phone, it is often the same." Judy stood up, glanced at the window next to the bed behind her, and looked across again.

The layout of the bedrooms was broadly similar, Takai's bedroom, she remembered that the balcony was there, outside the window on the other side of the bed......

I went to the balcony and continued. You have to keep talking, right? ”

She said to the person on the other side of the com, pushed open the crotch-high window, and stepped out.

In the next second, panicked screams came directly from the door.

"Ahh

Looking at Hattori Heiji's series of tricky operations, and even letting go of foreign farts, Twilight Thirteen, who had gradually lost interest and had a sleepy expression, instantly became alert.

"Teacher Judy! What happened! He immediately pushed open the door and turned on the light.

The dark room was lit up again, and Judy, who had stepped over the windowsill with one leg and two hands grappling with the window frame, screamed quietly because of the imbalance.

Tang Ze, who followed silently, pulled a rope to make sure that Judy didn't really slip off, walked to the side of the bed, and reached out to pull Judy back into the room.

"Well, this is ......" Twilight Thirteen, who didn't understand the situation, touched her head and looked at a few people.

Hattori Heiji walked over to another window where the curtains had been pulled up, and brushed the floor to tear open the curtain, revealing the terrace behind him: "That's what we did - we pushed the bed to the other side while Judy-sensei was lying on the bed. ”

Hattori Heiji glanced at Toyama and Ye, who were attached to him like a spirit behind him, and cleared his throat.

"When I was on the phone, it dawned on me that because of the fluctuating signal in the room, the residents here should be more accustomed than me to go to the open terrace to continue talking when the signal is wrong. Because of the impression before turning off the light, the teacher naturally thought that the window opposite the bed was the one facing the balcony, so he habitually opened the window directly, but almost fell down. ”

When he said this, he felt that he had already clarified most of the main points, and looked at Kawakami, who had a stiff expression outside the door: "Am I right, Mr. Kawakami?" ”

"I see." The Twilight Police Department glanced at the orientation of the two windows, as well as the difference in height between the bed and the windowsill, and nodded, "This is the original orientation of the deceased's bed." He used to step directly from his bed to the balcony to ensure the signal when he received a call from his mobile phone...... The drunken one he was drinking today made it even harder to distinguish and maintain his balance. ”

"Exactly." Heiji Hattori put one hand in his pocket and pointed to the windowsill where Judy was sitting, "You actually only need to move the bed in advance, or move the bed after the deceased is asleep - we just tried it, this bed has universal wheels, which is easy to move, and Judy-sensei, who has drunk a few glasses of wine, is not aware of it." ”

With that, he lifted his chin to Wataru Takagi again.

Because of the sudden loss of balance, Judy-sensei instinctively threw away the phone, and Wataru Takagi's phone was tragically thrown more than a meter away, and when they entered the door, it was still sliding desolate on the floor.

At this time, Wataru Takagi picked up his mobile phone with a painful face, looked through it to see if there was any damage, and after reacting for a few seconds, he slowly took something out of his pocket.

The detectives in the first class of the Tokyo search, how do you feel about the not very smart Ako......

Hattori Heiji, who had been waiting for him for a few seconds, pursed his lips, and in order to support the aura in front of the murderer, he continued to say: "Before moving, I asked Officer Takagi to collect fingerprints at the location that Tang Ze might have touched when he pushed Tang Ze into the bed. You say, will there be yours? ”

Kawakami tensed his face, looked at Hattori Heiji's face, was silent for a while, and let out a sneer.

"Well, you're right, I did move his bed." Kawakami nodded, and then his expression became proud, "But, it was Takai who asked me to help him move, and he said that he drank too much and was dizzy, isn't this okay?" Heck, so Takai died from a change in the layout of the room? Can I say that he really lacks self-knowledge? ”

"Hey, hey, that's evidence, kid, you-"

Outside the door, Conan, who quickly snatched something from the policeman's hand, had already flipped to the corresponding app and clicked the play button.

“‘…… Takai, do you feel this fear of falling from a great height? Goodbye, you can go to another world for me, and apologize to the flat house! ’”

A slightly distorted, but distinctly recognizable voice belonging to Kawakami, was played out of the speaker.

"Uncle, you have such a fierce tone." Conan grinned and pointed to the broken phone in his hand, "It's surprising that you can talk like that." ”

"You probably didn't expect that Mr. Takai recorded your call at the last moment before the fall and tried to throw your phone back ......into the house," Heiji Hattori looked at Kawakami's shocked expression, "Even in the absence of more direct evidence, can this recording convince the prosecutor to establish a strong connection to this case, do you think, Mr. Kawakami?" ”

Kawakami stared at the phone, gasped for breath, and closed his eyes forcefully.

"If I had known, it would have been better to do so many twists and turns." After a moment of adjustment, his mood slowly returned to a stable state, glanced at the bright night behind Judy, the stars outside the curtain, and sighed regretfully, "Falling directly or something, or dying too fast, it's too late to regret it, right?" ”

Hearing the meaning of his tone, the policemen on both sides reached out to handcuff him, but they both paused for a moment.

Kawakami had no intention of resisting, let the silver handcuffs hit his wrists, glanced at the phone in Conan's hand, and only sighed again.

"It's a shame."

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"Well, that's what Brother Hattori asked me to do!"

"Alas, it's really not good to snatch things directly from the criminal police, don't do this next time Oh Conan......"

"I see!"

Wataru Takagi looked at his face with a big smile on his face, unable to believe his answer.

He always felt that he had seen many of this child's violations in too many places, and it was likely that he would see many more.

Takagi Shibu, who was holding the mobile phone for evidence, left worriedly, and Conan turned his head to look at Hattori Heiji, who was still wrestling with Toyama and Ha, shook his head, and looked at Tang Ze, who was standing silently in the corner, turning over and over, looking at his mobile phone.

"What's wrong, what are you looking at?" Standing beside him, Conan glanced at his movements and asked uncertainly.

"What brand?" Tang Ze looked at him and asked suddenly.

"What, what brand?" Conan was stunned by his brainless question.

"That phone, what brand?" Tang Ze pointed to Takagi Wataru's back, "The 21st floor fell, and only the shell and outer screen were broken. I think we, at least you, should really change to that. ”

He guessed that the prisoner didn't expect that the deceased might record the call, but he didn't expect that after falling more than 80 meters, everyone was smashed into a piece of cake, and the mobile phone was fine!

Brother, that's the mobile phone that fell from the elevator apartment on the 21st floor!

And, you see, the call can be recorded, how necessary is the mobile phone function in the world of Kexue.

When I went back, I persuaded Amuro to change it.,Don't play with your copycat apples.,It's really not good to not be able to record all kinds of sounds simultaneously.。

"Let's get another one." Tang Ze said, reached out and patted Conan's shoulder, and said earnestly, "Remember to carry it as close as possible." Whether you can get away with the gunfire or not depends on it. ”

I thought that Tang Ze had some acceptance speech for the case, but Conan, who was choked up by a phone call: "......"

(End of chapter)