Ke Xue: I picked up a bottle of sherry at the beginning.

At this time, the forensic doctor said, "Officer Bai, the deceased died of asphyxiation caused by compression of the neck, which means she was strangled to death."

"The photo I saw on that lady's phone was definitely her."

Kogoro Mouri stared at the dead man.

"Detective Maori saw the photo sent by the victim at 4:30."

"The body was found at five o'clock. Judging from various points of view, it should be concluded that the deceased was killed between four-thirty and five o'clock."

The medical examiner determines the time of death of the deceased.

"What do you mean by various viewpoints?"

Conan asked.

"Little devil, why are you butting in?"

Maori Kogoro saw this and said to Conan angrily, then said to the young forensic doctor: "Sorry, you don't have to pay attention to him."

"It's ok."

The forensic doctor smiled and shook his head, then looked at Conan and said, "After death, the muscles of the human body begin to harden."

"It's rigor mortis, right? I read about it in a book."

"Typically, rigor mortis begins about two hours after death. However, in warmer places like outdoors in the summer, or in heated rooms like this one, rigor mortis will set in faster."

At this point, the medical examiner looked at the body and said, "But this person shows no signs of rigor mortis, which means she probably died not long ago. It's 5:30 now, so we can infer that she died about an hour ago, after 4:30."

"So, what kind of person is this Ms. Umeda?"

Kogoro Mori asked Shiraizumi Masu.

Ms. Umeda is the deceased. She was the organizer of this party.

"She's said to be a very talented woman, the editor-in-chief of a popular magazine."

Bai Quanyi said.

"What about them?"

Kogoro Mouri looked at the three people, Naoki Kijima, whom he had met once before.

Upon hearing this, Sato Miwako, who had just taken the statements from Kijima and the other two, picked up the small notebook and, while reading the contents, said, "Mr. Kijima, who discovered the body, is currently a popular makeup artist, and the person who discovered and nurtured him is none other than the victim, Ms. Umeda."

"Mr. Ishikawa, who came with him, is a photographer for the magazine, and Ms. Nakamura Yoko, who was with them, is a model."

Maori Kogoro nodded and was about to speak when a police officer came to report to Megure Jusan: "The victim's jewelry and some rings and necklaces seem to be missing."

Theft?

Conan frowned.

the other side.

After hearing what the police officer had just said, Kijima speculated, "Could it be that the young man we met stole the things?"

"Why, have you seen the criminal?"

Kogoro Mouri was a little surprised and thought they saw the criminal.

Shiraizumi explained: "When they arrived at the apartment, they saw a man rushing out as if he was escaping."

"It was around five o'clock. We had parked our car in the parking lot and were walking towards the gate when a young man suddenly rushed over and almost bumped into us."

Kijima looked nostalgic. He said, "I remember he was wearing a black leather jacket and had short hair. When we took the elevator upstairs and opened the editor-in-chief's room, we saw a few footprints in the entrance."

"Then we found the editor-in-chief, lying dead on the ground. I was anxious to call the police, but I found that the phone line had been cut. Later, Ishikawa and Yoko ran to a public phone booth and called the police."

"Correct."

Jiro Ishikawa, who was standing next to him, nodded and said, "Yoko and I searched for a long time but couldn't find a public telephone booth. We finally found it when we got to the station."

After listening to them, Megure Jusan nodded and said, "The 110 police received the report at 5:15, and we arrived at the scene at 5:30. Ms. Umeda was already dead at that time."

"Why doesn't anyone have a cell phone?"

Conan suddenly said.

"You little brat, you're interrupting me again."

Maori Kogoro wanted to give Conan a brain blast, but he also had the same question in his mind. He said, "Actually, I was thinking of asking you guys the same question. Why don't you have your cell phones?"

The Metropolitan Police Department's top police officer

After hearing what Maori Kogoro said, Nakamura Yoko said, "We all left our cell phones at the clothing store where we rented clothes."

"Our editor-in-chief doesn't like cell phones because they can be disturbed anytime, anywhere."

Kijima said: "Especially at places like parties, she would never allow anyone to bring a cell phone to attend."

"She also reminded us repeatedly in the mailbox not to bring our cell phones."

Yoko Nakamura said.

No cell phones allowed?

Bai Quanyi, who was wondering which episode this was, was attracted by their conversation. When he finished listening, he was slightly stunned, then turned around and looked at the deceased.

I can't believe such a young woman doesn't like mobile phones.

"I see."

Maori Kogoro nodded and sighed, "But until about five years ago, public telephones were everywhere, but now they take ages to find. It's really a strange era. Is it becoming more convenient or less convenient?"

Shiraizumi Mashi glanced at Kogoro Mori. This old guy was probably still used to the era when there were telephone booths everywhere, which was why he sighed like that.

Maori Kogoro didn't sigh for long. After finishing his speech, he turned to look at everyone and said, "I don't know whether the murderer knew about it beforehand or it was just a coincidence that he entered the house through this unlocked door."

"Ms. Umeda was so focused on preparing things for tonight's party that she didn't notice the murderer had come in. In the end, the murderer secretly strangled her from behind."

wrong!

After listening to Kogoro Mouri's reasoning, Conan felt something was wrong. He looked at the table. The tableware on the table was neatly placed... The deceased must have been attacked from behind while he was placing these tableware. If someone came in from the door, the deceased should have seen it and then started to run away, but there was no sign of struggle in the house.

Thinking of this, Conan looked at Kijima and said, "Hey, the room is still the same as when we came in, right?"

"Yes."

Kijima nodded and said, "I remembered how to deal with it in a TV mystery drama, so I didn't touch anything."

"Officer Megure, the suspect has been found."

Just then, a police officer suddenly ran over and said.

Just now, Bai Quanyi had someone go find the suspect, and it seemed like there was finally a result. He asked, "Where's the person?"

"Right outside the door."

"Bring him in."

"Yes."

Soon, the police came in with a young man in a black jacket. The man was dragged in reluctantly, and he kept yelling, "I don't know, I didn't do anything."

"That's him, that's him."

Miss Yoko screamed when she saw the young man.

Bai Quanyi said nothing and took the suspect to a nearby room for private interrogation.

"Officer, we found these things on him."

Inside the room, the police officer who brought the suspect in took out some jewelry and necklaces from the bag, all wrapped in handkerchiefs.

"Take them to Mr. Kijima and the others to see if they are the ones that Ms. Umeda lost."

Bai Quanyi took a look at the jewels and said this.

"Yes."

The police officer agreed and walked out of the room with the jewelry and necklace.

When he showed the jewels to Kijima and others, Nakamura Yoko nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, that's right. These are the jewels and necklaces that the editor-in-chief lost."

"Okay, I know."

After receiving the accurate response, the police officer returned with the jewelry to report to Bai Quanyi.

Other police officers also compared the suspect's shoes with the shoe prints at the entrance, and the results were exactly the same.

Bai Quanyi pondered for a moment, then looked at the suspect sharply and asked, "Tell me, why are these jewels on you? Did you kill him?"

The suspect, Shimizu Masataka, folded his arms over his chest, remained calm, and said, "When did I kill anyone? Don't talk nonsense. I've already said I didn't do anything."

"Then what happened?"

After hearing what Shiraizumi Masataka said, Shimizu Masataka didn't say anything, turned his head away, and seemed unwilling to cooperate.

Bai Quanyi said, "If you don't tell me, I will take you back as the murderer."

Shimizu Masataka's face changed and it took him a while to return to normal, then he told what he had done.

"Receive commissions through the Internet?"

After hearing what Shimizu Masataka said, Baiquan Yi's face was full of surprise and a hint of disbelief.

Others didn't believe it either.

Shimizu Masataka said, "Yes, I saw this message with a good offer. Come to this place at five o'clock and take the jewelry on the table to the park in front of the station. That's the job description."

"Please stop making up stories. How could such a thing happen?"

Sato Miwako didn't believe it at all. How could there be such a commission? She asked someone to come here at five o'clock and take the jewelry to the station. Is it possible?

The other police officers also didn't believe it. "He must have done it for money. He killed someone and was caught by us, so he made up a story to fool us."

"I do not have."

Seeing that the police didn't believe him, Shimizu Masataka got angry. He said angrily, "When I got here, the clown was already dead. It had nothing to do with me at all."

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He roared at the police officer who had just spoken, then lowered his head and thought about what had happened before. He said, "I was afraid of being implicated, so I ran away in a hurry. It really has nothing to do with me."

Of course, Shiraizumi Masatoshi would not believe what Shimizu Masatoshi said. He had been to the scene and had the deceased's jewelry on him. The words "online commission" could not explain anything.

"Where was the prisoner apprehended?"

Bai Quanyi asked his men, and the officer next to him replied, "I caught this guy in the park. He was wandering around there, acting suspiciously."

"How am I sneaky?"

Shimizu Masataka rolled his eyes in his heart. To be honest, he was very annoyed now. The police had never believed what he said and treated him as a murderer.

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He didn't know how to clear himself of suspicion.

"How can a man who just killed someone still be in the mood to wander around the park? If I had killed someone, I would have gone into hiding long ago."

After hearing what Shiraizumi said, Shimizu Masataka was very excited. As if he had seen a savior, he stood up and pointed at Shiraizumi and said, "Look, this officer is right. He knows I didn't kill anyone."

inside the room.

Everyone looked at Shiraizumi Masaru, and Sato Miwako couldn't help but say, "Izumi Masaru, no way, he's really not the murderer?"

She was a little bit unbelievable. All kinds of evidence pointed to Shimizu Masataka, and it was almost certain that he was the murderer.

To be honest, if it was someone else who said this instead of Bai Quanyi, she would definitely refute it.

Facing everyone's questions and inquiring gazes, Bai Quanyi gave a positive answer: "He is not. I already know who the real murderer is."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, but they felt relieved when they thought of Bai Quanyi's abilities.

Isn't it normal for this guy to solve the case so quickly?

Afterwards, they believed what Shimizu Masataka said. Since Shiraizumi Masu, the Metropolitan Police Department's top police officer, said so confidently that he was not the murderer, then he was definitely not the murderer.

Shimizu Masataka was very excited and happy at this time, as the suspicion on him was finally cleared.

Everyone else suspected that he was the murderer, but the man in front of him was the only one who believed that he was not the murderer. He was very grateful.

"Meiwako, call everyone to the hall. I will point out who the real murderer is."

Shiraizumi Masu looked sideways at Miwako.

"it is good!"