Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"What were you doing from 10 to 11 last night? I stayed here alone, working on my own design. What's wrong, officer? Did something happen?"

Zhufu Gaoming looked at Yamabuki Shoji, who looked calm, and said calmly:

"I regret to inform you that your friend Mr. Naoki was murdered in his own home last night."

"What?! You said Xiaobai was... a liar?!"

The successive deaths of his friends made Yamabuki Shoji a little scared.

He looked at the silent Zhu Fu Gaoming and immediately understood what he meant.

"Come on, officer, you don't think I killed Xiao Bai?"

"No, it's just a routine inquiry. Please don't tell anyone else about this matter for now."

"oh,"

"Mr. Yamabuki, is there anything wrong with Mr. Naoki recently?"

Hearing Yun Xianhe's question, Shanbuki Shoji paused and said uncertainly:

"I heard that Xiaobai seemed to be in a hurry. Oh, yes, he said he was going to travel abroad or something, and I asked him if he had enough money for the trip."

"travel?"

"Yes, but he looked strange when he said this. Maybe it was because he didn't have enough money for the trip and it was hard to say it."

Although Yamabuki cooperated, the other party did not have an alibi.

The two said goodbye to Yamabuki and went to Momose Takuto's company.

As the second suspect being questioned, when he heard Morobushi Takaaki say that Naoki was dead, he stopped typing on the keyboard.

"real or fake…"

It was obvious that Takuto Momose was also beginning to be shocked by the death of yet another friend.

It could even be said that he was uncertain for a moment.

Could this be someone's revenge against those who once lived in the villa?

But they probably didn't have any enemies...

"Please don't tell anyone about Mr. Naoki's death. So, Mr. Momose, where were you between 10 and 11 last night?"

"I have been resting in the company's lounge. You can ask the colleague who calls me every hour about this. Ah, but I am covered with a blanket, so he can't be sure if it is me inside."

Again, there is no clear alibi.

Yun Xianhe suddenly felt that the murderer had chosen a really good time.

It happened to be the break time after get off work and there were no witnesses around, so no one had an alibi.

"Regarding the murdered Mr. Naoki, have you noticed anything unusual about him recently?"

"Strange? Well, he kept pestering me to borrow money for a while, and I angrily drove him away, and I haven't seen him since then."

Yun Xianhe raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard that they had broken up.

If that person wasn't more suspicious, the one who had the motive to kill due to a dispute would undoubtedly be the person in front of him, Takuto Momose.

"But later he seemed to have money again. He sent me an email saying that he was going to a place called Raich. He also said that if he wasn't there, I should be able to find him if I went to that place."

Is this an escape location specially prepared to prevent being killed by the murderer?

It was a good idea, but it didn't work.

So, last night, Naoki Shiro was killed by the murderer when he was asking for escape expenses?

I thought he was killed while they were discussing a plan to conceal the truth.

"There's only one left."

Yun Xianhe, who was sitting in the passenger seat, stretched lazily, looking a little bored.

"It's really troublesome that I can't just use special means..."

Zhu Fu Gaoming, who was starting the car, suddenly heard these words.

He turned his head and glanced at Yun Xianhe, who noticed his gaze and compromised by spreading his hands:

"I'm just saying it."

"What special means?"

"...?"

Yun Xianhe suddenly remembered what Yamato Gansuke said, that Zhu Fu Gaoming sometimes used very reluctant methods to solve cases.

However, whether to say it or not...

The brave man suddenly laughed out loud when he thought of something.

The pair of unfocused heterochromatic eyes were tinged with a little spirit by the sunlight, and coupled with the smile at the corner of the mouth, it was a bit confusing.

"I suddenly feel that Officer Yamato sent me here not to watch over you, Mr. Gao Ming, but to support you and provide you with a little technical support."

Zhu Fu Gaoming smiled when he understood what he was saying.

In a sense, these two guys have a special understanding in some aspects.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was following Yamato Gansuke on an investigation, suddenly had a bad feeling.

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The brave man who followed Zhufu Gaoming to Suichuan Shangshu's house looked natural.

There was no sign that he wanted to pry open the man's head.

"Hey? Why are you here again?"

"Ok?"

Yun Xianhe raised his eyebrows in confusion when he heard Cuichuan Shangshu's words.

Zhu Fu Gaoming on the side said:

"It should be that Ganzhu and the others came here first. It seems that they started from this side."

After hearing this, Yun Xianhe understood.

Perhaps because of the foreshadowing of Yamato's courage to help them, when Zhufu Gaoming asked Suichuan Naoki the same question, the latter answered without hesitation.

Of course, there is also a little impatience with being asked repeatedly.

"During that time, I was in my room reading the script for this performance. I didn't lie down to rest until about 9 a.m. My wife went to bed at about a.m., so I couldn't do it in order to testify."

Great, another one without a clear alibi.

"Then, regarding Mr. Naoki who has passed away, has Mr. Suichuan discovered anything wrong with him recently?"

"I don't know. We haven't seen each other very often recently, but he seems to meet with Zhou Zuo quite often. Xiao Bai's band doesn't seem to be going well. Zhou Zuo said that Xiao Bai often goes to his house to find him and shamelessly asks to borrow money."

When saying this, Cuichuan Shangshu deliberately avoided Yun Xianhe's sight and only looked at Zhu Fu Gaoming.

He always felt that the boy's golden left eye was a little scary.

"Hey - so there is a dispute over money between them?"

"not sure."

"Mr. Cuichuan, are you afraid of me?"

"Huh? How, how is that possible?"

"Mr. Cuichuan, do you know that the opposite of red is green?"

When Cuichuan Shangshu heard these words suddenly, his body stiffened and cold sweat broke out on his back instantly.

He looked at the smiling Yun Xianhe with some shock, not sure what the other person meant by that.

Suspect him?

But they have no evidence.

Yes! They have no evidence!

Thinking of this, Suichuan Shangshu suddenly calmed down.

As an actor, he quickly adjusted his expression, smiled with some doubt and asked:

“Why is the opposite of red green?”

"Ah, it's just some painting stuff. I thought as a friend of Mr. Akashi, you would know what I'm talking about."

"Hahaha, sorry, I know nothing about painting."

"That's it."

Yun Xianhe did not continue speaking.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Suichuan Shangshu glanced at Zhufu Gaoming next to him.

The latter still had that indifferent expression, and didn't seem to doubt him because of Yun Xianhe's ambiguous words.

"Anything else?"