Model worker and his little darling

Initially, the container trucks were parked behind the old company building, and later they drove between the two buildings. Moreover, there has been ongoing construction nearby, which is extremely noisy.

As they talked, the staff started complaining about Einobu Nekota, saying he was long-winded and troublesome.

He called everyone upstairs to hear his instructions, then left them all standing in the hallway. Furthermore, the weather was fine the first two times, but he stood them up.

Conan sprinted back, rushed into the room, and easily found the wet mattress. His glasses began to reflect light, and a smile crept onto his lips; he understood everything.

Turning around, he overheard Officer Shiratori shifting blame, believing that the deceased's suicide was inextricably linked to Takagi. Officer Sato asked Nekoda Eishin to come with them to the police station to discuss the specific circumstances of the deceased.

Conan quickly gave the three members of the Detective Team some instructions, then grabbed his green helmet and rushed out.

Watching the three little ones frolicking on the balcony, Pingqing called out to Bai Niao, who had already stepped halfway out the door.

Seeing this, Mitsuhiko took out a small notebook filled with Conan's insightful observations and looked at Eishin Nekota with a serious expression.

"We have a few questions for President Nekota. First, why did Uncle immediately ask Officer Takagi to send his colleagues to handle the situation as soon as he arrived at the scene?"

"That's because I'm in a hurry."

Pingqing patted Takagi on the shoulder. "What we mean is, how do you know that a man dressed plainly, with an ordinary appearance and average demeanor, and accompanied by a group of children, is a detective? I remember you said that you had never seen them before."

Takagi looked at Hirai with resentment. They were all old acquaintances, so was it necessary to say something so hurtful?

Nekota Eishin avoided Taira Kiyoshi's mocking gaze and instead looked at Mitsuhiko, "Because someone jumped off a building here, everyone knows there will be police nearby."

Sato, who was standing next to him, also felt that this explanation was not very good, and his gaze toward Nekoda Eishin was already filled with suspicion.

Mitsuhiko then posed his second question, "We've been at your house for so long now, why don't you ever feel like scolding us?"

“Most people would find it strange to see a child running into their home, but at the crime scene, we were quite far away from Officer Takagi.”

Cold sweat broke out on Nekoda Einobu's forehead. "That's because..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Haibara's indifferent voice, who kindly came up with a reason for him: "That's because you know we are very important witnesses related to the jewelry store."

Takagi belatedly realized, "Knowing that I'm a detective and that these kids are involved in the robbery means that the jewelry store robber is...you."

Nekoda Eishin panicked slightly and retorted loudly, "That's ridiculous! Please think about it carefully. The robber jumped from the building across the street and landed on the truck. If I were the robber, where would I go after I jumped? And what about the back village on the truck?"

He became more and more self-righteous as he spoke, then suddenly changed the subject and began to rely on his age, "Besides, I'm already 51 years old. No matter what, I don't have the stamina to shake off the police and escape to the top floor."

"You have three irons."

Conan's voice suddenly came from the armband on Ayumi's hand.

Then, Conan appeared at the spot where the robber jumped off the building and waved to everyone.

"I already know the modus operandi for this crime, so I want to give it a try."

Upon hearing this, Nekoda Eishin became furious. "Don't go too far. I only helped because this matter involves my employees. It seems these kids think I'm a criminal. But that's just childish cleverness. It's laughable that you actually took it seriously."

"If I were a criminal, how could I just disappear? Unless I have the superpower to teleport from that rooftop."

Pingqing stood to the side with his arms crossed, and said in a tone that was infuriating: "I thought it would be judged as suicide, but now the method has been cracked. So you're anxious, you're panicked, you're scared."

Enraged that his thoughts had been exposed, Nekoda Eishin glared fiercely at Hirakiyo, "What do you know, you..."

"Even without superpowers, it's fine."

Conan's voice came from the armband again, and as soon as he finished speaking, Conan jumped down.

Suddenly appearing on the fourth-floor balcony of Maotian Rongxin from the opposite rooftop, completely unharmed.

Takagi stared in disbelief at Conan, who was wearing a green helmet. "Conan, how did you get here?"

Conan pointed to the rope next to him, "You use a rope to measure the distance from the ninth-floor balcony of the old company to the fourth-floor balcony of Mr. Nekota's building beforehand. You then thread a rope twice the length of the company balcony railing through it and tie both ends together. At the other end, you make a loop that your body can fit through, and then throw the other end of the rope to the opposite rooftop."

"After robbing the jewelry store, pretend to be chased to the building across the street, put a ring around your neck and jump off the building. You can then jump to the opposite balcony, use a mattress to cushion your fall and avoid injury, and untie the knot in the ring to retrieve the rope. At the same time, throw the helmet and the jewelry store items off the building to make noise and attract attention to the body."

Seeing Conan's eloquent explanation, Takagi looked up at the distance and said, "This is too dangerous. In the future, you should tell us about these kinds of things first. This is what we police officers should do."

Conan scratched his head. "It'll be fine. I already told Heiji-nii."

Pingqing's eyes widened. Conan was getting more and more adept at shifting blame.

Seeing the disapproving looks from Takagi and Sato, Hirai took Conan's helmet and "gently" stroked Conan's big head.

"You all know Conan, he always likes to go to dangerous places. I'll have a good talk with Uncle Mori and ask him to discipline him properly so that he won't do such things again."

Feeling the force on his head, Conan tugged at Ping Qing's clothes, blinked his big eyes, and pretended to be innocent and harmless.

Ping Qing looked at Conan with a half-smile, clenching his fist. What an annoying brat.

Conan shrank back and silently moved a little further away.

"So, the shadows and sounds Mrs. Isaka saw and heard in the middle of the night were from your stunt rehearsals, right?"

Upon hearing this, Nekota Eishin continued to struggle, "Don't joke around. When the robber jumped down, didn't the police officer see the body on the truck when he looked down? How do you explain that?"

“That was on the roof from the beginning, right, Brother Pingqing?”

Ping Qing glanced at Conan and nodded. "Indeed, have all the moving company employees come up and take advantage of this time to push Hou Cun down the slope, crushing him to death on the truck. Because there's construction going on nearby, no one will hear the sound of him falling."