Transmigrated into Conan, his ability is Rhodes Island

Akihara Kazumitsu accepted the mask and latex gloves handed to him by a policeman and thanked him.

He skillfully hooked the mask straps behind his ears, then gently unfolded his gloves, put them on, and made sure they fit his hands perfectly before approaching the crime scene, which was already cordoned off.

"You're quite skilled. I remember you said you were a graduate student?"

Over there, two police officers, wearing masks and gloves, set up a cordon and followed them in. Kenji Hagiwara, seemingly determined to find something wrong with Akihara, leaned closer and asked this question.

Akihara didn't think there was anything to hide. The police could easily check his household registration information on the national household registration website, which was much easier than him using social work techniques to "open the box".

Oh, speaking of which, Hakuba Saguru also used his father's position to investigate Kuroba Kaito. If this had been exposed, there would have been an unimaginable uproar, and Superintendent Hakuba would have lost his job... Well, at this point, there was no little blue bird yet.

Akihara snapped out of his thoughts and nodded. "Yes."

He bent down. The scene was largely the same as the one he had glanced at earlier, except that after the police investigation, there were additional crime scene markers and numbered signs, and the evidence and the victim's remains had been taken away.

"Is it related to criminal investigation or medicine?" someone persisted in asking.

Akihara took the photos the police had just taken and compared them with the scene, while also taking the time to answer Kenji Hagiwara's questions. "No, it's life sciences."

"Need any help?" the system asked eagerly. "Um, of course, I mean, how about some abilities that can be redeemed with points? I remember Rhodes Island has operators with the 'Detective' class."

Akihara approached the right side of the iron tripod stool and examined the area circled by the white circle marked "3" next to it.

"Thank you, but could you please shut up?"

The system was already used to Akihara's attitude, but Hagiwara Kenji, who was about to ask something else, was caught in the crossfire and swallowed his words. His good manners only made him awkwardly move the corners of his mouth, thinking about how to break the current stiff atmosphere.

Then, Akihara heard the sound of points being credited to his account.

Akihara: "Huh?"

Akihara turned to look at the two members of the police academy group. "Sorry, I wasn't talking to you just now."

Matsuda Jinpei, who had been online throughout these chapters yet had little presence, glanced at his friend and asked the question on his behalf: "Are there any other people here besides us?"

Without hesitation, Akihara replied, "Imaginary friend, do you understand?"

"Huh? Are you a child? You have imaginary friends?"

Akihara assumed the two had accepted the explanation. "Speaking of which, is this number 3 the victim's wallet? It's burned so badly it's hard to tell."

Kenji Hagiwara walked over to him and looked down at the photo in his hand. "Probably. Class representative—"

Just as Date Wataru, who had been expanding the search area with his colleagues from the First Investigation Division, walked over, he was called over by Hagiwara Kenji.

"Yes, this is the victim's wallet," Ida Ko confirmed after looking at the photo.

Matsuda Jinpei also leaned in. "Are there any items inside that could identify the victim?"

Ida Kou found another photo. "This is it. Although the outer layer of the wallet looks badly burned, the inside is almost undamaged. His driver's license is inside."

Akihara glanced at the victim's name and appearance; it seemed to be the person from the surveillance footage. "Yokoyama Jiro. Have you found any specific information? Like their occupation, or what they did before coming here?"

Date Wataru gave Akihara a curious look, mainly because of the description Hagiwara Kenji had given him at the lunch table. "May I ask who you are?"

Akihara briefly introduced himself again, and after exchanging names, Date Wataru continued, "Some colleagues have already checked, but the coverage of security cameras in the area is not very high, so it may be difficult to find out his exact whereabouts."

Matsuda Jinpei stroked his chin, looking at the photo, as if making a connection to something. "The victim was carrying a white plastic bag in the mall's surveillance footage. We can deduce his previous movements from the contents of the white plastic bag."

Akihara glanced at Matsuda Jinpei out of the corner of his eye. The original work didn't elaborate much on Hagiwara Kenji's abilities other than bomb disposal and social skills, mainly because his screen time was as short as his lifespan.

Matsuda Jinpei, on the other hand, is described indirectly in the original work as having a high level of reasoning ability. For example, in the final case, he quickly deduced the location of the bomb by using the coded fax sent by the bomber.

Ida Ko shook his head. "There was nothing in the white plastic bag at the scene."

"No? But judging from the surveillance video, there definitely was, and it seemed to be quite heavy." Matsuda Jinpei frowned deeply.

“Aren’t there other things at the scene? Like that clear mineral water bottle, and a lighter and cigarettes,” Kenji Hagiwara added.

"A mineral water bottle... Squad leader, is there any residue left in the bottle?" Matsuda Jinpei asked Date Wataru with a questioning look.

"There is a little liquid residue... Although it has been sent for testing, I smelled it and it is colorless and odorless, so it is most likely water."

Akihara looked up at the smoke alarm and fire extinguishing device on the ceiling.

Seeing this, Date Hang followed his gaze and nodded, believing he understood what the other person meant. "That's what we thought too; it's possible that some of the water from the fire extinguisher remained in the bottle."

“That’s strange.” Qiu Yuan looked at the water stains still remaining on the ground. “If the smoke detector was working properly, based on the size of the smoke we saw on the monitor, the fire shouldn’t have been big enough to burn a person to ashes.”

The three members of the police academy team all stiffened upon hearing his words.

"You mean someone tampered with the smoke alarm's threshold?"

Akihara shook his head. "It doesn't seem like it. If the threshold is set too high, it can't guarantee that water will be sprayed to extinguish the fire only when the combustion is about to end, since the smoke will have already subsided by then."

Everyone fell into deep thought for a moment.

Akihara's gaze drifted unfocused into the distance; he felt as if he had overlooked something.

Not far from where he could see, the police officers from the First Investigation Division were still busy.

Seeing that their reasoning seemed to have hit a bottleneck, the system persistently pushed, "Really don't need points to exchange for abilities? I just checked, it's your Rhodes Island operator May, I think she's some kind of Victorian royal detective?"

Qiu Yuan pressed the system button in his consciousness space. The system's interruption actually made his thoughts clearer. He quickly walked towards the police officers who were investigating, lifted the police tape, and ducked through.

Now, he stood once again in front of the storage room door he had once pushed open. To facilitate the police's evidence collection, the door had been opened, and the situation inside was exactly as he remembered: the white bottle with the label he hadn't been able to see clearly back then was still on the flatbed cart.

After consulting with the police, Akihara rushed forward and picked up the bottle.

This time he finally saw the label on the bottle.

Anhydrous ethanol.