COS Jae-Ryu-Sui accidentally came to Beika-Cho

A black Porsche 356A was parked in a dark alley.

Vodka turned on the computer in the car to attack a certain user, but he didn't expect to be counterattacked by the other party, who also left a ridicule and paralyzed the computer. It was obviously a new model developed by the organization, easy to use and convenient, but he didn't expect the other party's technology to be so amazing.

The defeated Vodka looked nervously at Gin who was smoking by the window, "Brother, the other party noticed and fought back!"

Gin exhaled the smoke that had been inhaled into his nasal cavity. After hearing what Vodka said, he lost interest in smoking. He simply put out the cigarette in the ashtray, tore off the filter and put it away himself.

He knew Vodka's ability. If not the best, he was at least one of the best. His failure only proved that the other party's skills were better than Vodka's.

"Go back." Gin ordered coldly. There was no need to waste time here.

Vodka took the order, started the car and drove to a safe house.

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[Mojito, bring the ghost mouse back to the organization - Rum]

[Received - Mojito]

Tokyo rice flower town

Tsushima climbed out of the sewer and appeared directly near 39-chome . He walked out of the dark alley and looked up to see the eye-catching big words "Mouri Detective Agency" across the street. This place is also quite close to the Metropolitan Police Department, so he hopes he won't run into anyone he knows.

Thinking this, Tsushima did not leave immediately, but went into the "Poro Cafe" downstairs of Mori's office. He ordered a cup of coffee as soon as he entered the store and sat down by the window to drink it.

There are so many things to think about, but there is still enough time to have a cup of coffee.

Kogoro Mouri came down from upstairs and went straight to the Poirot Café to order a sandwich for breakfast. His daughter Ran Mouri had already gone to school, so he just went out and made do with it.

He found a random seat and sat down, looking at the other customers in the store while waiting for breakfast.

There are currently three people, two men and one woman. The two men are together, sitting at the table and talking about something. One of them looks quite angry. The only female customer in the store is good-looking, a star-level, but her dress is a little strange, which makes Kogoro Mouri feel familiar. But after thinking about it carefully, he realized that he had never seen this person before. He would never forget this kind of appearance if he had seen it once.

"Your sandwich is ready, please enjoy it."

"OK, thanks."

The waiter made Kogoro Maori give up his thoughts and picked up the sandwich and started to enjoy it eagerly. Before he could take the second bite, he was interrupted by a scream. When he looked up, he saw the clerk's frightened expression and one of the two men fell to the ground.

Kogoro Mouri threw down the sandwich, stood up and ran towards the fallen person, checked his condition, and after taking his pulse, said, "He's no longer breathing. Call the police, and no one else should move." He also had many years of police experience, and he quickly maintained order at the scene and protected the primary scene.

When the waiter heard what the regular customer upstairs said, he immediately took out his cell phone to make a call, hung a sign outside indicating the end of business, and waited for the police to arrive.

"Then please let those who were present introduce themselves and provide proof of your alibi." Kogoro Mouri asked before the police arrived.

"Who are you? Why should we listen to you?" The man who had been sitting and talking with the fallen dead man looked at the man talking to himself with dissatisfaction. No matter what, it shouldn't be the place for this stranger to take charge of things, right?

"I'm the detective upstairs, Maori Kogoro." Maori Kogoro introduced himself to the people present. The waiter knew him because they lived on the same floor. He then told the people present the reason, "The deceased died of poisoning, so there is a possibility of homicide. For safety reasons, everyone should first describe the process of entering the store."

Tsushima, who just wanted to have a cup of coffee but was still affected: Damn it!

What's wrong with relaxing and drinking a cup of coffee?

If she had known, she would have left when Kogoro Mouri came in, without stopping for a moment and without even looking back!

Several people introduced themselves accordingly. When it was Tsushima's turn, she paused for a moment, thought for a moment and answered, "You can just call me Tsushima. I came in five minutes ago, just a little earlier than you, Detective Maori. This waiter can prove that I don't know this gentleman lying there at all. I didn't even stand up after I sat down."

Tsushima was just an ordinary passerby who was innocently implicated.

"I understand, but Miss Tsushima's last name is very rare. I seem to have heard it somewhere?" After hearing this, Kogoro Mouri felt that the other party was familiar, especially the name. He seemed to have heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a moment, so he asked curiously.

"Although it is not a common surname, it is also a common surname for many people. I guess Mr. Maori must have heard it somewhere else so he feels familiar with it. But it is indeed the first time I meet Mr. Maori." Tsushima made up a few words and emphasized it at the end.

Maori Kogoro didn't want to ask any more questions. It was impolite to ask too much information about a strange woman. He touched his head, smiled innocently, and replied in agreement, "You are right, Miss Tsushima."

The last person to be introduced was the man who came with the deceased. He was still dissatisfied with being left here. Seeing that everyone was so cooperative, he reluctantly spoke with an impatient look on his face, "I'm Yamaguchi, and I'm a colleague of Takada. He asked me to talk here today. We've been sitting and chatting for half an hour. I didn't expect him to be like this all of a sudden."

"Mr. Honda, is that so?" Kogoro Mouri asked the waiter in the store.

Honda: "Yes, as Mr. Yamaguchi said, the two sat down and talked for about 30 minutes. During this time, Mr. Takada went to the bathroom, and then Miss Tsushima came in, and finally Mr. Mori."

"I understand." Kogoro Mori looked as if he knew the truth, which made Tsushima feel uncomfortable. As expected.

Maori Kogoro said bluntly, "The murderer is you, Mr. Yamaguchi. You secretly poisoned Takata when he went to the toilet. After he came back, Takata drank the poisoned coffee on the table and fell to the ground and died!"

Kogoro Mori spoke sternly and righteously, as if he had seen the whole process of the murder.

"No, it wasn't me!" Yamaguchi retorted as a matter of course. He shook his head and denied the other party's words, and then asked back, "What evidence do you have that I did it?"

"Huh? Isn't the evidence obvious? Miss Tsushima and Mr. Honda had absolutely no time to commit the crime. Only you, who was closest to him, could have committed the crime. If not you, then who else could it be?" Kogoro Mouri began to use the process of elimination to give a reasonable explanation to the other party.

Ichiraku showed the whole process to Tsushima, but in order to save time, she interrupted the quarrel between the two and said, "Although this gentleman wanted to kill the deceased, someone got there before him~"

"What?" Everyone was shocked.

"Ms. Tsushima, what do you mean?" Kogoro Mori turned his head and looked at her uncertainly and asked.

"Yes, it was Mr. Honda who did it."

Tsushima didn't waste any words, and didn't give the other party a chance to refute. He finished speaking in one breath.

"Mr. Honda buried the poison in the coffee and brought it to Takata, who likes sweet things. When Takata saw it, he naturally added it to the warm coffee cup. The temperature melted it and mixed it with the poison in the coffee. Takata, who was unaware, naturally drank it. This is why the time was delayed. Then Mr. Honda and Mr. Takata got to know each other, and he also knew clearly that Takata would meet someone here today."

"Is that so, Mr. Honda?" Kogoro Mori looked at him with a serious face.

Honda was speechless, "Everything is just as you said." He lowered his head with a wry smile.

"Why do you do this?" Kogoro Mouri didn't understand. He knew Honda, although they had not met for a long time, but when he took orders he would always see him serving other customers, and he always seemed very nice, even warm-hearted, and he never saw him do such a thing.

"It's all Takata's fault. He always complains that the desserts I make are not sweet enough and even complains about me to the boss. There's really nothing I can do. I'm sorry, Mr. Maori. Even if you hadn't noticed, I would have surrendered myself to the police." Honda knelt on the ground, covering his face and repenting.

Kogoro Mouri looked at the man silently without saying anything, with mixed feelings, until the police arrived and took Honda away.

When Maori Kogoro returned upstairs, an idea suddenly occurred to him. He exclaimed in surprise, "Ah!" and shouted, "I remember it!"

Tsushima is the person Officer Hagiwara was looking for a year ago!

Kogoro Mouri, who realized what was happening later, immediately chased after him, but Tsushima himself had actually left before the police arrived.