Conan Super Detective

"There is the Dorobica Paradise Hotel, a hotel that was just established last month, and the floor our friend is on is also very special, called the "retro floor", which is completely reproduced in the style of an old-fashioned hotel here. floor."

Passing through the old entrance and gravel road, Dongma and others came to the corridor of the room on this floor.

"Speaking of which, what is the number of Naomi's room?" Jia Yangli asked.

"Room 503."

"503... That's it!" Jia Yangli immediately found Zhimei's room.

"Catch up... exactly two o'clock." Gong Renzi looked at his watch, as if he was relieved.

However, dry-cleaned clothes and a do not disturb sign were hung outside the door.

"No, are you still sleeping?" Xiao Lan asked in confusion.

Jia Yang said dissatisfied: "This guy, he is sleeping in such a hurry to call us?"

"I can't do anything with her..." Gong Renzi smiled and knocked on the door, but Dongma opened the door directly because he smelled a familiar smell, the bloody smell that remained in the air after drying. .

"Someone was killed..." while muttering to himself, he opened the door and entered the room, passing through the hallway to the living room, Dongma saw a beautiful woman lying miserably on the tatami.

The beautiful xiong department is being stuck with a knife.

"Ah..." The women who followed also saw this scene, and immediately screamed in panic.

"Don't panic! Don't touch anything in the room! Xiaolan, you go and notify the police..." At this moment, the TV that was broadcasting the program suddenly turned off.

"It's not me! I didn't touch anything!" Xiao Lan hurriedly waved her hand because she was right next to the TV.

"It's okay, it's a coin-operated TV..."

Immediately, it didn't take long for Mumu to lead the team.

"Then, the three of you first found the body..." Mumu asked, looking at the three women who seemed to be shivering and sobbing because of fear.

"Also, recently they started to always appear at the crime scene in advance... Sir Zheng Zheng, have you been infected by that guy Maori too?" Mumu murmured, rolling his eyes.

"I'm not to blame at all..." Dong Ma said with a smile.

"Is that to blame?" Xiaolan interrupted again dissatisfied.

"I didn't say that either!" Dong Ma smiled bitterly, but couldn't make Xiao Lan's pouting lips any relief.

Miwako looked at Dongma while snickering, "Then I will take these three beautiful ladies to the next room to rest..."

"...Hmm." Dongma glared at her fiercely, but then thought of this guy's strange hobby, he could only nod helplessly.

And Miwako left with the three daughters like a victorious general, Xiao Lan also snorted heavily, leaving him a back of his head.

Helpless, Dongma can only take Mumu back to the inside of the crime scene.

"How is the situation?" Dongma asked.

Takagi, who was in charge of the on-site report, said: "The deceased, Fujimura Naomi, 27 years old, is currently engaged in the design of children's clothing abroad. In the pocket of the deceased, we found tear gas spray for anti-wolf."

"Tear gas spray?" Mumu asked suspiciously.

"I think it should be related to her years of experience abroad. After all, foreign countries have not done a good job of protecting Asians..." Dong Ma said.

"But you can put this aside, Takagi, what model is that coin-operated TV set?"

"It's the one that you can watch for an hour with a one-hundred dollar coin." Takagi replied.

"Then the time for the crime should have been one hour ago?" Mumu said.

"According to the instructions on the TV set, this TV set can only put one coin at a time. That is to say, based on the time when the police came in, the crime time should be around one point." Takagi said.

"Why do you say that?" Mumu asked.

"Because the time of death presumed by the forensic doctor is one o'clock this afternoon." Takagi said, looking at the report in his hand.

"What makes me care is these snacks on the ground..." Dong Ma looked at the snacks beside the coffee table and thought.

And Mumu just glanced at it and said with a smile: "No wonder you don't know that Jing Zheng is right, these are old-fashioned snacks of our time..."

Takagi also said: "According to the hotel, these are snacks specially prepared in the rooms on this floor. I guess it was because the prisoner and the victim had a dispute here. That's why, right?"

"But this ice cream is very strange? Judging from the brand, it is a brand that has only become popular in recent years. Obviously it cannot be prepared by the hotel. It should be bought by the deceased himself..." Dongma still bowed his head meditation.

"But is there any problem with this? After all, it is a young man who has just graduated for three or four years. It seems there is no problem to like a new brand of ice cream?" Mumu asked suspiciously.

Dongma shook his head and continued to check the surroundings. Then he found that there were obvious water marks on the TV's volume switch and on the low table next to it.

At this time, the hotel customer service staff who had been summoned arrived.

Chapter 0253 nostalgic restaurant (three)

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Mumu began to ask routinely, "Did you send your washed clothes to this room before one point?"

"Yes, but I saw the'Do Not Disturb' sign, so I hung my clothes at the door." The customer service replied.

At this time, Takagi suddenly found the victim's cell phone, and then inquired about the victim's cell phone call records, only to find that at 1.08, Mr. Yamamoto had received a call from the victim.

"And after receiving this call, Miss Gong Renzi started talking with us..." Dongma said.

"In other words, it should have been killed not long after the phone call." After Mumu finished speaking, he decided to confirm the matter with Gongrenzi.

"Yes, I did hear Naomi say let us go quickly..." Gongrenzi said.

"Then you were all at the station?" Mumu asked.

"Yes, Korenko and I have been at the station, while Kanami arrived in ten minutes. After that, we boarded the light rail at 1.20 with Mr. Kamijou and arrived at the hotel at 1.50." Said.

"In other words, the alibi is very clear..." Mumu nodded.

Then the three women stood up 130, preparing to do the routine retelling of the scene again. At this moment, Dongma heard a strange sound, similar to the sound made by rubbing a plastic bag.

"So..." Dongma smiled mysteriously, "I know who the murderer is, Mumu!"

"King Zheng Master, do you have a clue?" Mumu laughed.

"Yes, the murderer is among the three beauties present!" Dong Ma said at the convenience of the scene of the crime, looking at three beautiful girls with different styles.

"The police are looking right, this should be an accident like a robbery, right?" Mumu said suspiciously.

"No, I can be sure, this is a deliberately planned murder!" Dong Ma said with certainty.