Conan's corpse picker

Chapters 3782 and 3796: [Curaçao on the Verge of Bankruptcy]

Soon, with the help of enthusiastic staff, an announcement rang out simultaneously throughout the amusement park:

"Mr. Takashiro Noboru, Mr. Takashiro Noboru, please go to the water park's rafting area immediately to retrieve your lost items."

After the announcement was played several times, finally, amidst everyone's waiting, the middle-aged man who liked to practice his golf swings walked over, carrying a backpack and looking quite puzzled.

"He really does look like a vicious drug dealer!" Sonoko Suzuki immediately felt that she had caught the right person, but then she was a little disappointed. "It seems that we don't need to ask Jiang Xia for help in solving the case."

Before the suspect could get close, Officer Sato nodded and whispered, "Drug dealers are usually quite wealthy, and some even deliberately mingle with rich people to expand their clientele—they certainly have a hobby like golf."

As she analyzed the situation, she stepped forward, showed her police ID, and stared sharply at the suspicious left-handed man: "You are Mr. Takashiro, right?"

The middle-aged man, sweating profusely, looked at her, then at the man beside her dressed in black with a white flower pinned to his chest: "Are you police officers?"

Is it really not something like organized crime?

Officer Sato nodded.

Jiang Xia stood behind her, not nodding but smiling mysteriously, pretending that he was the same: Although the police officers of the First Investigation Division were mostly in a sorry state, they looked quite cool when they unfolded their police IDs... It was a pity that he only picked up a police ghost and failed to find the corresponding police ID.

He touched his empty pockets and sighed regretfully.

The middle-aged man opposite him stared at the police ID, unsure if it was real or fake, so he scratched his head and answered the sharp-eyed policewoman's question: "That's right, I'm Gao Cheng. The announcement just told me to come back and collect my lost item. What's going on?"

Officer Sato, recalling the characteristics of the drug backpack, didn't answer but instead asked to confirm, "You must be left-handed."

The middle-aged man looked bewildered: "That's right. Why are you suddenly asking this?"

Officer Sato smiled knowingly: "I need to check your luggage."

—The left strap of the drug backpack was clearly pulled, so the drug smuggler was likely left-handed. Once it was confirmed that the middle-aged man had Matsuda's backpack, it could be confirmed that this guy was a drug dealer, and then the man could be apprehended on the spot.

As he thought about it, the officer subtly moved his hands and feet.

Seeing this, Ran Mouri also went around to the middle-aged man's back, intending to help block his way.

But just then, she suddenly paused, pointing to the bag on the middle-aged man's back: "Officer Sato, this bag looks very different from Mr. Kurosawa's bag!"

"What?!" Sato Miwako was stunned. She quickly went around to the middle-aged man's back and saw that it was indeed true! The left-handed man was carrying a handbag on his shoulder, not the backpack he had imagined.

How...how could this happen?!

Just then, a child came running up from the entrance and tugged at the middle-aged man's clothes: "Dad, are you done yet? Let's go eat, I'm starving."

"You silly boy!" The middle-aged man was startled and quickly put his arm around him. "Didn't I tell you to wait for me at the service desk?"

—When he walked over here, he noticed a group of people staring intently at him from afar. Feeling uneasy, he didn't dare bring the child with him.

As a result, the delay was too long, and the naughty child, not listening to reason, came looking for him himself.

Conan was stunned for a moment, looking at the familiar-looking child: "You're the one who was on the same raft as us just now!"

Officer Sato was also at a loss: what drug dealer would bring a child along to sell drugs, plus the bags didn't match... Could it be that there was actually more than one left-handed person on this raft, and the left-handed person in front of him was innocent?
She quickly put on a smile and saw the person off, feeling quite embarrassed.

……

Behind the distant screen.

Chianti: [There's a kid with him, so he's probably not a drug dealer, haha. Cohen even told me to vote for him, thank goodness I didn't.]
Vodka scoffed at the woman's naive statement: "So what if there are kids following me? Uzo has several kids following him around every day, who dares to say he's innocent?"
However, judging from this situation, the left-handed father with the child is indeed not a drug dealer, but just an ordinary distraction.

"Chianti clearly doesn't understand the principles of Uzo at all, but he manages to guess correctly every now and then. It's really annoying."

"Compared to..."

Vodka's gaze shifted to the other person, who presented a stark contrast.

Curaçao.

The real drug dealers haven't even been revealed yet, but this woman has already lost because she chose this middle-aged man.

"Thanks to her, my little Ubisoft coins have been able to stay basically balanced..."

……

the other side.

Curaçao watched this scene in disbelief, nearly crushing another phone in her hand.

...What happened to the claim that drug dealers are left-handed?
Just before the vodka sale ended and before the group could deduce who was left-handed, she decisively placed her bet, hoping to use this opportunity to steadily recoup her losses, but...

This left-handed person is actually innocent??

Uzo! You've dug another trap!!

A cadre who had repeatedly tried to figure out the pattern but failed time and again gritted his teeth, looked at his meager account, and began to silently ponder what he could still use to exchange for small U-coins.

……

At the amusement park.

Officer Sato was quite disappointed that he hadn't been able to catch the drug dealers: Deduction is something that not everyone can do; if Jiang Xia were here, things would have been much better.

However, as police officers in the First Investigation Division, they often experience the frustration of guessing wrong when they don't happen to encounter detectives.

So Officer Sato quickly adjusted his mindset: "In any case, this eliminates one suspect—and if we include that child who is even less likely to be involved in drug trafficking, there are only three real suspects left."

This is their comfort zone!

...Of course, it's not that they're good at choosing one out of three. Rather, it's that when they're narrowing down the three suspects, they're more likely to encounter a helpful detective who happens to be passing by.

Officer Sato looked around expectantly, hoping to spot Jiang Xia, who had finished his work and was coming to meet them.

Unfortunately, this good thing didn't happen. She could only sigh and continue her efforts: "Let's find those three suspects and question them first. I just found Mr. Gao Cheng by the ink stains. These questionnaires nearby should be the other three people, right?"

The curly-haired man next to her walked over, looked at the questionnaire in her hand, and shook his head: "Not everyone filled out this questionnaire while queuing. After Mr. Gao Cheng's questionnaire, there are three junior high school students' questionnaires—that is to say, the remaining three people did not fill in their names and addresses."

Sato Miwako: "..."

how so!