My neighbor's name is Conan

"The diamond on this ring appears to be real." The detective from the forensic department said weakly.

Upon hearing this, Qing Musong said, "Then take it back to the forensic department for identification. It will be clear whether it is a real diamond or not."

"Yes!" the forensic officer responded.

Aihara Yoji said at this time: "I also think that the murderer didn't need to go to such lengths to make a fake. If he had just taken it away and made it look like a burglary, wouldn't it have been more confusing for us to investigate the case?"

There is a problem that gives the police a headache when it comes to burglary: it is difficult to find the suspect.

The other party ran away after stealing. He has nothing to do with the family he stole from, and there is no surveillance video. How can we investigate?

As for finding the place where the stolen goods were sold, that is not a trick that ordinary police officers can use. Most police officers are helpless in the case of burglary with no witnesses and no surveillance video.

It's not just Neon, police all over the world are the same.

"Then it means that the murderer's target is not this ring," said Maruta Ayumi.

"That's most likely the case." Aoki Matsu replied.

[The murderer must have taken the ring off when putting on the tape and didn't notice it when he put it on again.]

The detective from the Identification Division stepped forward and took off the ring that Morokuchi Yoshiki was wearing. As soon as he took it off, he said, "Inspector, after the ring was taken off, there were strange marks on the victim's hand."

"Strange traces?" Qing Musong and others hurried over to take a look.

"Yes." The forensic detective picked up Zhukou Yiqi's left hand and said, "It's right here. Although a lot of it has been wiped off, there is still a circle of black marks. This should be blood."

"Blood? Why is there blood here?" Maruta Ayumi said in surprise, "Wasn't Mr. Morokuchi poisoned by cyanide?"

When cyanide poisons a person, there is a certain chance that the person will not vomit blood, but there is also a certain chance that the person will vomit blood.

But even if he vomited blood, there was no way that blood would appear under the ring on the middle finger of his right hand!

The criminal from the forensic department thought for a moment and said, "Maybe he accidentally scratched it when he was shaving, and it got stuck when he touched it with his hand."

Qing Musong rolled his eyes when he heard this. "What a bullshit excuse! It's clearly the traces of the tape being scratched."

Yes, Aoki Matsu guessed the truth at a glance.

There is no way, this trick is too common in the world of science.

But the criminal from the forensic department was still talking nonsense in a serious tone, "Please pay attention, there is a scratch mark under the right jaw, there should be no mistake."

Aoki Matsu had a different opinion - the edge of the tape was scratched.

In other words - there was blood of the victim Zhukou Yigui on the tape.

"By the way, no fingerprints of anyone other than the body were found on the coffee cup, the saucer on which the coffee cup was placed, the coffee machine, or the door handle," the forensic detective continued.

"Is that so!" Qing Musong responded, and then said: "Let's go to the living room, I already know who the murderer is!"

"Ah!" Maruta Ayumi and Aihara Yoji were shocked. They looked at each other and saw each other's admiration and depression.

I admire Aoki Matsu so much, but I am frustrated that I haven't figured out who the murderer is yet.

Arriving at the living room, Aoki Matsu scanned the room, then looked at Dejima Kakuji and said, "Mr. Dejima, you are the murderer of Mr. Morokuchi, right?"

"Ah? How could it be Dejima?" Anabuki Haruei and the others were shocked.

Hearing this, Dejima Kakuji looked at Aoki Matsu and said, "Officer, do you have any evidence that I am the murderer?"

"Before I produce the evidence, let me first tell you how you committed the crime." Aoki Matsu looked at Dejima Kakuji and said, "You should have knocked on Mr. Morokuchi's door before 5 o'clock today, saying that you wanted to confirm the interview schedule scheduled for this morning for the last time and asked you to enter Mr. Morokuchi's room.

Then, when he was not paying attention, they mixed cyanide into the coffee he was about to drink to poison him. Then, they used a tape to pull out the tape inside, pass it through the ring, and then put the front end of the tape and the tape outside the air vent.

Then leave the room and lock the door, then pass the front end of the tape outside through the hole of the key. Finally, just hold the tape higher and the key will slide along the tape due to gravity and be directly delivered to the hand of the corpse. After that, just roll up the tape and the tape can be pulled out of the keyhole and the ring and put back into the tape, and the secret room murder method is completed.

You have also completed the murder in the closed room. How about Mr. Dejima? Am I wrong? As long as we investigate the tape on you, the truth will be revealed immediately. "

Upon hearing this, Dejima Kakuji's face turned a little horrified, his eyes widened, and he felt that Aoki Matsu had completely seen through him.

But he had already thought of the problem with the tape, so Dejima Kakuji wanted to make a final struggle. "You mean the tape will be warped? I've said before that my tapes are not in good condition. I have as many warped tapes as you want. And when they are rolled back, if they make such a loud noise, someone should hear it."

As he spoke, Kakuji Dejima took out his tape recorder, pressed the power button, and then the tape recorder made a shrill sound.

"If you hadn't used a tape recorder to rewind the tape and had rushed to wind it back by hand, the range of the distortion would have been larger! You can investigate as you please, because I don't have such a tape on me." Dejima Kakuji said with false generosity.

Aoki Matsu looked at Dejima Kakuji calmly and said, "Who said we need to use a tape recorder to rewind the tape? Insert a pencil into the hole in the tape and rewind the tape. This way, you don't need a tape recorder and can rewind the extended tape in a shorter time without damaging it. And when I said I wanted to check your tape, I didn't mean to see if it was warped or deformed."

"Huh?" Dejima Kakuji was stunned when he heard that.

"There was blood on the base of the middle finger of Mr. Zhukou's left hand where he was wearing a ring, but there was a spot that was wiped off for some reason. So, there should be blood on one of the tapes in your hand. It was the tape that was stained with Mr. Zhukou's blood on the tightrope used to walk through the secret room!

Mr. Zhukou was killed at 4 a.m. and his body was found at 5 a.m. During this time, you said you had not left your room. So it is not possible that someone used the above method to frame you and put the tape in your room. "Aoki Matsu looked at Dejima Kakuji and said.

Upon hearing this, Dejima Kakuji became completely panicked, and it was visibly evident to the naked eye.

Therefore, Anabuki Haruei beside him subconsciously looked at him and said, "Mr. Dejima..."

Tarumi Wataru said thoughtfully, "Could it be because of Akibara?"

Hearing "Akiba", Dejima Kakuji suddenly sneered, then lowered his head and said: "Humph, walking on a tightrope! Akika used to say this a lot. Being in charge of Mr. Morokuchi's related work is like walking on a tightrope all the time."

"Ah, walking on a tightrope?" Kogoro Mouri was puzzled.

Dejima Kakuji closed his eyes and explained, "Akiba was originally a very cautious person. Ever since he became the teacher's editor-in-chief, he always has bandages on his body. Do you know why?"

Without waiting for anyone to answer, Dejima Kakuji opened his eyes and looked ahead with hatred, as if he saw Morokuchi Yoshiki, and said viciously: "It was because of what Morokuchi teacher said that he tried the murder method that Morokuchi teacher came up with, and tried it with his own body to see if it was really possible."

"Ah!" Everyone present was shocked when they heard this.

"Of course, in order to avoid actually dying, he was very careful," Dejima Kakuji continued.

Tarumi Wataru immediately thought of something when he heard this, "Hey, could it be that Akiya died in the secret room because..."

"That's right! When I was sorting out Akiya's belongings on his desk, I found something. It was a closed-room suicide notebook that recorded almost exactly the same way Akiya died." Dejima Kakuji said angrily.

Aoki Song asked in confusion: "Then why didn't you tell the police at the time?"

"It's no use." Dejima Kakuji sneered and said, "Even if we are questioned, the teacher will say that it was Akizawa who did it on his own initiative."

"But that incident was just an accident after all." Anabuki Haruei said with a frown.

"No." Dejima Kakuji sneered and said, "Mr. Morokuchi once said in an interview with others, 'It's only recently that I finally understand the feelings of the murderer at this age. For a mystery writer, there is no happier thing than this.'

That's why I am even more convinced that what Mr. Moroguchi wants to achieve by using Akibashi is not to verify whether this method can be completed, but to understand the murderer's mood. "

"Hiss!" Everyone gasped when they heard this.

I never imagined this would be the case.

Morokuchi Yoshiki deliberately let Akiba try a method that would surely lead to his death, intentional homicide!

However, whether these are true situations or whether there are other reasons is unknown due to the deaths of the two parties involved, Morokuchi Yoshiki and Akibaba.

Qing Musong sighed, then said, "Take it away."

"Yes!" Maruda Ayumi responded.

Afterwards, Aoki Matsu and others escorted Dejima Kakuji back to the Metropolitan Police Department, just in time for lunch.

If only every case were that simple.

Bah, that's not right. It should be said that if there were no case, I could just lie down and there would be no need to send police.

Unfortunately, this is impossible to happen.

Where there are people, there are grudges, and where there are grudges, there will be violence.

So the next day, just after lunch, I received a call from the Japanese TV station saying that someone had died.

Aoki Matsu immediately rushed to the scene with his subordinates and the forensic detectives.

The first thing he saw was not a corpse, but a fat man and a few little kids - it was Professor Agasa and the Junior Detective Team.

As a career-minded woman, Fusae Campbell Kinoshita does not stick to Dr. Agasa all the time. Therefore, when Fusae Campbell Kinoshita is busy, Dr. Agasa will still bring the little ones out to play.

It was normal to see Conan at the crime scene. Aoki Matsu was no longer surprised. After glancing at a few people, Aoki Matsu looked at the corpse.

The victim was stabbed in the back, so he fell forward and then fell on the coffee table, with his upper body on the coffee table and his lower body on the ground.

Seeing this, Aoki Matsu arranged for Maruta Ayumi and others to start the case handling process.

Because the victim was killed at Nichimi TV, his identity was quickly found out.

"The victim was the president of the entertainment production company, Mr. Urushihara Nori, 47 years old, and the estimated time of death was around pm." Maruta Ayumi reported to Aoki Matsu with a small notebook in hand: "The cause of death was stabbing with a sharp knife and excessive blood loss."

[Another president! Speaking of which, if it is a case of a president being murdered, most of the time it is a proof question, and the murderer is often an employee or someone who has been oppressed.]

"Yes." Qing Musong nodded and turned to ask the crowd behind him, "Who was the first person to discover the dead person?"

"Oh! It's me. We made an appointment with President Urushihara. Originally scheduled to start at 2 pm, we would have a meeting with the producer of the program I'm in charge of to discuss the performers. I came to inform him that the meeting might be postponed, but when I opened the door, I saw him... So I called the police and an ambulance right away, and immediately notified Mr. Satan, an artist under his company who happened to be here for the recording..." said a TV station staff member wearing a hat.

"Mr. Satan?" Aoki Matsu frowned when he heard the name.

"It's me..." Satan Onitsuka stood up, "I am Satan!"

Seeing his appearance, Maruta Ayumi and Aihara Yoji's faces changed drastically at the same time. "Who are you, who are you?! Death... God of Death?"

Obviously, they were also frightened by Satan Onitsuka's terrifying appearance.

"I'm the Satan he mentioned, the lead singer of Sanzu No. 3, Satan Onizuka..." Satan Onizuka introduced himself with a dissatisfied look on his face.

"Ah! I know!" Aihara Yoji recalled as if he had received an electric shock, "It was a very popular visual rock band three or four years ago!"

"Hey, hey, how come the popularity you mentioned is a thing of the past..." Satan Onizuka said with some dissatisfaction.

"Then, do you know who your president has a grudge against?" Aoki Matsu looked at him and asked.

"With his personality, I think he must have a lot of enemies, and I am one of them..." Satan Onizuka did not hide his hatred for his own president at all.

"Oh!" Aoki Matsu raised his eyebrows. Originally, because the victim was the president, Satan Onitsuka, as a subordinate, was a certain suspect. Unexpectedly, this guy blew himself up. It seems that this contradiction is known to everyone, which makes him even more suspicious. "In this case, then I also want to ask you, where were you doing around one o'clock this afternoon?"

"At that time, I was in the lounge..." He was about to continue when he heard someone behind him say, "He was folding paper!"

"Fold a thousand paper cranes!" Yuan Tai's voice rang out.

When Aoki Matsu and the others looked over, Genta pointed at Satan Onizuka and said, "That devil told us that he was making origami at the time!"

PS: Thanks to classmate [HHJ0315] for the reward, muah~