Conan's corpse picker

Chapters 3768 and 3781 [A Strange Romance in the Metropolitan Police Department] Requesting monthly votes (`)

"Ha, I knew it. That guy really did take advantage of the similarity in appearance to sneak in..."

The other officers who were eavesdropping nodded vigorously, and the air in the command vehicle was filled with a sour feeling.

At the dessert museum, Officer Koyama, who was being questioned by Miwako Sato, couldn't explain why he wanted to include Matsuda... well, why he wanted to include this imposter impersonating Officer Matsuda among the suspects. Anyway, he just wanted to.

However, since I've been asked, I can't just say that everyone dislikes this kid.

Under the watchful gaze of Sato Miwako, Officer Koyama's mind raced. Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he pointed at Matsuda Jinpei: "There was a commotion in the garden just now. Everyone else was running towards the confectionery shop, but this guy was walking slowly behind, as if he already knew what was going on. That's very suspicious!"

Matsuda Jinpei met his provocative gaze and, mimicking what Jiang Xia had learned from television, gave a gentle smile—that was all he could do, since he couldn't speak and couldn't just suddenly open his mouth and whisper to the police officer.

Fortunately, someone else spoke up. Jiang Xia stroked his chin and looked at the police officer who asked the question: "How do you know about what happened just now?"

Officer Koyama: "!!"

Sato Miwako frowned suspiciously, "Right, we hadn't called the police yet, had we?"

"This..." Officer Koyama was so flustered that he waved his hands and feet.

Beside him, the other three officers looked at each other for a moment, and the quick-witted Officer Nakai stepped forward to help save the day: "We also came to the amusement park. When the incident happened in the dessert shop, we happened to be walking to the garden entrance, so we saw what was going on inside."

Officer Koyama looked at his reliable comrade with gratitude and nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, yes."

Officer Sato believed him: "I see..."

Jiang Xia asked with a hint of doubt, "But isn't today a workday?"

Sato Miwako paused for a moment, then her gaze suddenly turned strange: "Yeah, the Metropolitan Police Department didn't give us a day off today, so you four grown men... took the day off to come to the amusement park together?"

The four men in the same boat exchanged a glance, and two of them decisively drew their knives, severing all ties: "They were the only two people on a date at the amusement park! We were just passing by while taking a statement from a suspect nearby!"

Officers Koyama and Nakai were shocked: "You!"

Looking at the two people speaking in unison, Sato Miwako suddenly realized, "I hadn't noticed before. Now that I see, you two are quite in sync..."

Sonoko Suzuki also came over, looking at this and that, and finding no handsome men among them, she generously waved and offered her blessings: "Be happy! Remember to ride the Ferris wheel later, it's a famous couples' spot."

The two comrades exchanged a glance, a chill running down their spines: "We're not..."

"That's not the point!" Officer Okawa suddenly spoke up calmly, interrupting their clarification.

He didn't care about his comrade's innocence, since his comrade was also a rival in love—more important than that, he just wanted to prevent such speculation from escalating and getting himself involved.

Officer Okawa then decisively changed the subject: "The point now is that this Mr. Matsuda, uh, I mean, this Mr. Kurosawa—he wasn't in a hurry at all after hearing the screams. Instead, he leisurely went to the scene, which was completely different from the behavior of others."

“There are many explanations for this anomaly, one of which is that he already knew someone had died here! Based on this, I think it's entirely justified to put him among the suspects!”

If we could take advantage of the chaos to drag him back to the Metropolitan Police Department for questioning and interrupt today's date, that would be even better...

However, despite these reasonable arguments, Officer Sato remained unmoved. Instead, he stepped forward, separating several officers from Matsuda Jinpei, and explained, "He was in a car accident recently. He was probably just unable to run, so he walked over. Besides..."

She pointed to the female president lying on the ground next to her: "The body looks like it just died recently, and Matsuda has been with me since this morning. After we arrived at the confectionery museum, he has never left my sight—he can't be the murderer."

"..." The four police officers all wore expressions that were as if they had just licked a lemon, sour and bitter.

Jiang Xia glanced at them one by one, sighed, and said with little interest, "No matter what, let's solve the case first. We can't just let the president lie here like this forever."

Officer Sato nodded: "Exactly."

Four police officers: "..."

Reluctantly, they turned to the three suspects and began the formalities: "Where were you three between 12:00 and 12:30 noon, and what were you each doing?"

The three pastry chefs looked at each other, and finally the candy magician spoke first. Morimoto Tomomi whispered, "After the last few customers left the dessert shop, I went back to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients for the afternoon."

The Cake Prince nodded: "I was working at the time. After I finished decorating the cakes that the customers had helped make, I delivered them to them—to that little boy."

He pointed at Conan.

Inspector Oda then turned to Conan, dejectedly asking for confirmation: "Is that so?"

Conan tilted his head back and realized why the four officers were targeting the curly-haired man. He nodded sympathetically.

Officer Oda was stung by the sympathetic looks from the elementary school students, and a small flame of humiliation ignited in his eyes.

He desperately wanted to turn around and question that wretched curly-haired guy, to press him relentlessly until he ignited his anger and revealed his true, wicked nature, just as Commander Shiratori had instructed him to do before they arrived…

However, upon turning around, Officer Sato, who was already prepared, stood firmly between the two, separating the four police officers from the evil curly-haired man.

"hateful……"

With nowhere to vent his anger, Officer Oda glanced at the cake prince, who was also a handsome man, and instead of passing by, asked in detail, "Was your store manager still alive when you left here?"

The Cake Prince paused for a moment: "She was alive. She was checking the accounts right next to this cash register."

Officer Oda glanced at the body lying not far from the cash register and scribbled in his notebook: "Then the time frame for the store manager's murder can be narrowed down further—it happened between the time you left with the cake and when it was delivered."

After a pause, he asked again, unwilling to give up, "When you went out, did you brush past any suspicious people, like those wearing sunglasses who looked like bad guys?"

Miwako Sato's eyes twitched: "Oda!"

"..." Officer Oda shrank back resentfully, then turned to the last suspect—the tough-looking cake maker—"And you? What were you doing during that time?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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