The famous criminal in the world of Conan

"Oh I got it."

Shiratori Renzaburo nodded and asked,

"So, after you had dinner here, you discovered that one of the guests, Ms. Himimiya Nobuko, had died unexpectedly?"

"Yes."

Everyone nodded.

Bai Masong continued to speak,

"The body was discovered by Xiaolan, Heye, and Mr. Xinghe Dougo. Since you haven't arrived yet, Miwako and I have cordoned off the scene. We will question you after you arrive."

"Um,"

Shiratori Renzaburo nodded slightly, but he also keenly noticed Xiaolan's name.

"Wait, Miss Maori is here too?"

"Um,"

Xiaolan stood up.

"Because Kazuha and Heiji are coming today, and Song-nii and the others asked us before, so we came together to watch the show."

"So, Mr. Maori is here too?"

Shiratori Renzaburo's face turned dark.

If Maori Kogoro came, wouldn't it mean that the problem was still caused by Maori Kogoro, and he wrongly blamed Hakuba Matsu?

"No, Dad wanted to watch Yoko Okino's live broadcast today, so he didn't come with us."

Xiaolan shook her head.

call--

Shiratori Renzaburo breathed a sigh of relief.

But he immediately became alert again. If Kogoro Mouri didn't come, wouldn't it mean that the problem was really caused by Officer Hakuba?

Oh, it seems I have to give him some advice in the future, telling him not to go out at night, so as not to increase the workload for himself and his colleagues.

"Let's go upstairs and investigate the scene,"

Bai Ma Song may have sensed Shiratori Renzaburo's "ulterior motives" so he spoke next.

"Lan, Kazuha, and Mr. Xinghe Dougo, come up with us. The others will rest in the living room downstairs for now. We may conduct some routine inquiries on everyone later."

"clear."

Everyone nodded.

After a few steps, the second floor

A forensic doctor in a white coat conducted a simple examination and said to everyone,

"Officer Baima, the cause of death was a blunt force trauma to the head, which resulted in excessive blood loss."

As he spoke, he showed everyone the wound on the back of Himimiya Nobuko's head.

"Excessive bleeding?"

Shiratori Renzaburo frowned slightly.

"But there's no blood here in the corridor."

"It means this is not the first crime scene."

Bai Masong said lightly.

As he said this, he glanced at Xiaolan and Heye beside him.

The two of them seemed to be hesitant to speak, with expressions on their faces showing that they wanted to say something.

"Xiaolan, what do you want to say?"

"Brother Song,"

Xiaolan said with some hesitation,

"I don't know if it's my illusion, but I vaguely remember that when we came to the corridor just now, I didn't seem to see Miss Himemiya Nobuko."

"I don't know if it was because it was too dark at that time..."

"I...that's what I remember too."

After listening to Xiaolan's words, Yuanshan Heye quickly nodded.

Didn’t you see Himemiya Nobuko?

"So, Ms. Himemiya Nobuko wasn't here before the power outage?"

Hattori Heiji pinched his chin, took two steps, and came to Bai Masong's side.

"But someone took advantage of the power outage and secretly moved her to the end of the corridor?"

"It seems that this is the case."

Conan also walked over with a serious look on his face.

Listening to what the two said, several people present nodded silently.

but......

"Why are you two here?"

Bai Masong glanced at the two of them and spoke lightly.

"us?"

Hattori Heiji pointed at himself, his face full of confusion.

"Aren't we supposed to be here?"

"I seem to remember that I only called Xiaolan, Kazuha, and Mr. Xinghe Dougo before going upstairs."

Bai Masong said, with his hands behind his back.

Hattori Heiji was somewhat dissatisfied with Hakuba Matsu's seemingly unwelcome tone.

"Hey, Song-ge, I'm a famous high school detective in Osaka, and I'm needed at the crime scene here!"

"it's up to you."

Hakuba Matsu was too lazy to talk about this with Hattori Heiji.

Who knows if these two little devils are still secretly plotting to defeat him.

But it doesn't matter, he is just doing his basic job.

"White Horse Officer,"

A police officer from the forensic department came out of a room next door and said to Bai Masong,

"We found a lot of blood in this house. We need further comparison to determine whether it is from the deceased, Himimiya Nobuko."

"Let's go in and take a look."

Bai Masong said to the people around him.

Several people followed the police from the forensic department into the room.

When you enter the room, what you see is not the bloodstains and the fighting scene, but a pile of books scattered on the ground.

There are a lot of books, and considering the bookshelves in the room, they must have been on the shelves before but dropped down by someone.

"It looks like someone is looking for something here."

Sato Miwako frowned and said.

There were many bookshelves at the scene, but none of them collapsed. Instead, the books were scattered all over the floor. It was obvious that the books were not dropped due to a fight, but someone took them out deliberately.

Therefore, Miwako Sato's first reaction was naturally that someone was looking for something in the book.

"What is this room used for?"

Bai Masong asked Xinghe Tongwu next to him.

Xinghe Tongwu looked at the room in front of him, a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, and he answered Bai Masong's words,

"These are my master's collection of books."

"These books are all the various magic tricks he collected from all over the world, as well as biographies of some famous magicians."

“It can be said that this is the most precious thing in this mansion.”

"I see."

Shiratori Renzaburo nodded in understanding.

"So, judging from the situation, someone must be trying to find Master Zhengying's magic tricks from his collection of books."

After Shiratori Renzaburo finished speaking, he looked at Xinghe Douwu.

Xinghe Tongwu nodded.

"That should be the case."

"Which of these books in Master Zhengying's collection are the most precious?"

Hattori Heiji couldn't wait to ask at this time.

"The most precious words,"

Xinghe Tongwu pondered for a moment and said hesitantly,

"It should be the original notebook."

"Zhengying Notes?"

Everyone asked subconsciously.

"Um,"

Xinghe Tongwu nodded.

"It's a notebook that records all of my master's ideas and his original magic tricks."

"It can be said that this Zhengying Notebook can be regarded as the crystallization of Master's lifelong inspiration."