Model worker and his little darling

"Conan is right."

Hearing the sound, the five little ones turned around and saw Pingqing smiling with an umbrella.

"Brother Pingqing!"

"Brother Pingqing, what are you doing here?"

“I was passing by and saw you all gathered here. I guessed something had happened, so I came to check on you.”

Seeing the teasing look in Hirai's eyes, Conan's lips twitched. He was no jinx.

Officer Sato and Officer Shiratori arrived quickly. Upon hearing the details of the case, Officer Sato angrily rebuked Takagi, "What the hell are you doing?"

Shiratori, stroking his chin, began to embellish the story, "Now the media is going to be watching us again. The self-proclaimed hero policeman, with his reckless and impulsive pursuit, drove the criminal to his death."

These words were too much for Takagi's backer to bear, and the three members of the Detective Team all testified on his behalf.

"Officer Takagi didn't want to be a hero. Everything happened too fast, there was no time to stop him."

"The robber jumped down without hesitation, as if he had been mentally prepared for it all along."

Upon hearing this, Sato turned his gaze to Hirakiyo, since Hirakiyo's abilities were undeniable and he would surely provide more useful information.

"I was just passing by and came over when I saw Conan and the others. As for what happened, I don't know anything about it."

Sato looked at the five children, "So, you're the only ones who saw the robbers enter the jewelry store?"

Hirai glanced at Takagi and thought, "How pitiful. In Sato's mind, the detective team is much more useful than Takagi."

Ayumi nodded obediently, "Yes, because we saw Officer Takagi walk into that jewelry store."

This allowed Officer Shiratori to ruthlessly expose his blind spot, and he said sarcastically, "Oh~, you spend your days off at jewelry stores, did you buy a gem you like?"

"It's all my fault for dropping it on the ground. The robber saw it and put it in the pocket of my trench coat."

Just as Sato was about to go for a checkup, Conan shattered his illusion.

"Before you arrived, I checked the container and didn't find the brooch in the trench coat pocket."

This important discovery led Shiratori to subtly manipulate people's mentality.

“I think it’s possible that it flew out of his pocket when he jumped down. Officer Takagi, you’d better give up on that brooch. Even if it is found, the prosecutor will take it as evidence. Besides, no one would want to keep something so ominous.”

The superstitious remarks made Takagi lower his head. Indeed, given his involvement in the murder case, it wouldn't be appropriate to hand it over to Inspector Sato.

Seeing Takagi's dejected look, Shiratori smiled.

"If it were me, I wouldn't care. Even if there's blood on it, I can just wipe it clean. The thing itself is innocent."

Sato's words instantly revitalized Takagi, making him feel refreshed and energetic.

Ping Qing clicked his tongue. "Officer Shiratori is quite witty. It's a pity, Officer Sato likes Takagi."

Even the detective team knows that the case is the most important right now, and they are all carefully recalling what happened. However, the police officers, who should be doing their jobs, are instead arguing over a woman, indulging in feudal superstitions, and discussing whether the brooch is auspicious or not.

If things continue like this, the three kids, with their impressive track record, could easily take over Inspector Megure's position when they grow up. They'd be much better than the rest of the Metropolitan Police Department officers who slack off all day.

Seeing the plot gradually veering off course, Conan quickly spoke up to bring the story back on track.

"There's something else strange. The robber was wearing a helmet. If he hadn't taken it off halfway through, he probably wouldn't have bled so much from his head. Also, when Officer Takagi showed his police badge at the jewelry store, the robber even smiled."

"Could Officer Takagi be an accomplice?"

Hearing Pingqing's mutterings, Conan rolled his eyes so hard they almost flew to the sky. "Is he even speaking human language? He'll get beaten up if he goes outside."

At this moment, an uncle who was watching recognized the deceased. "It really is Mr. Gomura. I run a restaurant, and he is my regular customer. He has been working at Mr. Nekota's company."

Upon hearing this, Eishin Nekoda, who was standing nearby, also cooperated and recounted the grudges and entanglements between him and the deceased.

Hou Cun was a long-time employee who had worked with his company since its inception. Due to recent poor business performance, he was forced to fire him last week to downsize the company.

His company was on the top floor of the building across the street. When he learned that the police wanted to go and take a look, Nekoda Einobu hesitated for a moment.

Conan seized the opportunity to ask, "Uncle, have you met these detectives before?"

Nekoda Eishin immediately denied it, "How could I have seen him? Uncle comes here often and has never done anything bad."

Following Nekota Eishin to the old company site, the group discovered that there were still many things from the back village there, which didn't seem like someone who had been fired last week at all.

"The fact that we can see container trucks here means that this is directly opposite where the robber jumped. Did the robber originally intend to jump from the other side to here?"

"That's impossible. He still has a bag of jewelry. Unless he's the Kamen Rider you all like, it's something no ordinary person could do."

Upon hearing this, Genta instantly flew into a rage and yelled at Ai Haibara, "Don't talk nonsense! How could Kamen Rider steal jewels?"

Ping Qing suppressed a laugh. He had once taken a bunch of jewelry from a robber dressed as Kamen Rider, but unfortunately they were all unconscious at the time and didn't get to see his brilliance.

"If he had a hang glider like Kaito Kid, he could fly over from over there."

Pingqing's words swayed the tone of the story, and the three children started discussing Kaito Kid.

"Uncle, where were you when the moving company came?"

Hearing Conan's childish voice suddenly coming from behind him, Nekota Eishin was startled. "I...I'm at home downstairs."

The group then made their way to the fifth floor to Eishin Nekota's home. Soon, the detective team discovered a strange green helmet. Nekota explained that he was obsessed with triathlons when he was young.

As soon as he finished speaking, a kind neighbor came to visit, wanting to provide the police with some information.

Three days ago, around 2 a.m., she was awakened by strange noises. Looking out onto the balcony, she saw a long, thin shadow, like a stick, reflected in the curtains. She went outside to investigate, but found nothing.

It was just an ordinary rice cake night, and they didn't pay much attention to it. But because something happened today, they started to think it might be related to the case.

"Can we continue moving now? It looks like we'll have to make two or three more moves."

As expected of the working class of Mihua, even a small corpse couldn't stop their busy work.

Seeing the staff leave, Conan quickly followed them and learned important information.