Conan: Tennis Boys' Scripted Murder

"Officer Miyano still hasn't detected it."

"What?! This direction is also wrong!"

Kogoro Mori was shocked. He thought the truth was about to come to light.

Conan looked at the man who was blowing his bangs boredly, "Big Brother, why are you here? Do you know this uncle too?"

When Miyano Osamu heard the sound of Conan's clip, he trembled all over. Kudo Shinichi really paid too much to solve the case.

Sengoku Kiyomizu, whose clothes were pulled by him, squatted down and looked into his eyes.

"I don't know him, little brother. I just came to your aid when I saw injustice."

"Eh? Did something happen just now?"

Conan and his group arrived late. They only walked to the door when the poison had taken effect on the deceased, and they had no idea what had happened before.

After the death of the deceased, Kogoro Maori left three people related to the deceased and went straight to the victim. Before he had time to question them, the police arrived at the crime scene.

The people present assumed that the three of them knew the deceased, and Miyano Osamu knew the reason why Sengoku Kiyomizu appeared here.

They collectively overlooked the fact that he might be a passerby.

They didn't ask, so Kobayashi Ai and Ueno Take didn't bring it up.

“I do want to thank Sengoku-san, if it weren’t for him I would probably be even more embarrassed.

Just now my boss was angry as usual, and he raised his hand high and was about to hit me.

Mr. Sengoku suddenly appeared like a prince charming and pulled me away from where I was frozen..."

After listening to Kobayashi Ai's explanation, everyone understood what had happened.

To put it simply, as a passerby, Kiyosumi Sengoku couldn't stand the behavior of the deceased and stood up for Kobayashi Ai.

However, he did not approach the deceased at all.

"Mr. Sengoku is indeed the least suspicious."

Kogoro Mori was scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously.

Miyano Osamu and Conan turned their attention back to the victim's body.

"The deceased liked to smoke?"

"Yes, our boss still smokes one or two occasionally."

"What about today?"

"Yes, he went out with Mr. Ueno."

"Why didn't you say it just now?"

"Ah, does this matter?"

Miyano Osamu and the others took a deep breath. Of the two suspects, one didn't remember and the other was intentionally concealing it.

If Miyano Osamu hadn't noticed the inconspicuous hole burned by the cigarette butt, he wouldn't have remembered this.

Neither of them was a heavy smoker, and they had been outside for a long time, so there was almost no smell of cigarettes on them.

Miyano Osamu continued to ask: "Why don't I see the cigarette box?"

Uenotake tried to hide his uneasiness, pursed his lips and replied: "We smoked it in the outdoor smoking area, the boss might have thrown it away."

Looking at his expression, you can tell that he must have something to do with the death of the deceased.

“What is the brand?”

"xxx"

The last line of defense in Ueno Take's heart was broken, his legs went weak, and he fell to the ground.

"I admit that I did it. He is a scumbag and doesn't deserve to live in this world."

The testers successfully extracted cyanide residues from the cigarette filters.

Takagi Shigeru escorted Ueno Take to the police car.

"Mr. Maori, we are leaving now. I wish you all a happy weekend."

"Officer Miyano, please walk slowly."

Before leaving, Sengoku Kiyosumi winked at Conan, "Lucky!"

"Conan, why did you run away?"

Conan subconsciously followed, but was stopped by the crowd, and the figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.