I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"The deceased was called Tsujimura Dong, 54 years old this year, a diplomat, and there was a detective at the scene where the body was found." Police Officer Megumi looked at Tsujimura's body and said.(PS: The victim is called "Ikemura" in the manga, "(shi) Village Action" in the Japanese animation, and "Tatsumura Hun" in the Chinese dubbing animation. Here, the Tsuji Village action shall prevail)

"Yes, that's right, Officer Mumu, it's me, so is Kogoro Maori!" Uncle Maori looked at Officer Mumu with a smile.

Officer Mumu also complained in his heart, why does this man named Mouri Kogoro die wherever he goes!

It's a pity that Guangyou didn't hear it, otherwise he would definitely tell Officer Mumu that the little devil with glasses was the culprit in this situation.

"So, this time is the murder?"

Uncle Maori scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Well, I don't think he has any obvious trauma, maybe..."

"Can you see the corpse clearly! This is obviously..." Conan pointed to Tsujimura's corpse and said.

"Poison kill." Heiji answered.

"That's right, it's a poison kill." Conan didn't react for the first time, and subconsciously took the words, but after speaking, he suddenly felt wrong and looked at Hattori Heiji.

Heiji looked at the corpse and said to the crowd: "This deceased was killed by poisoning by someone. You see, there is a red spot at the root of his hair, and a needle like a murder weapon was dropped beside the corpse. He died with his hand sticking his face, but I think he was deliberately put like this after being poisoned.

Uncle Maori didn't want to lose face like this, saying: "This may also be..."

Heiji was a little puzzled, because he also asked about the name of Uncle Mouri before coming, and said it was "Sleeping Kogoro", Heiji thought in his heart: Wait, sleeping?Could it be that I didn't talk like that.

Pingci looked back at Uncle Maori, and continued: "Don't you understand now? Look at this corpse. The deceased's lips and tips of hands and feet have turned purple, and there are bleeding spots on the conjunctiva. He died of suffocation. But the strange thing is that there are no traces of strangulation or drowning of the deceased here, so it is most likely that he was poisoned to death. Moreover, the body temperature and the dead body cannot be seen. Judging from the stiffness and dead spots, we should have been poisoned about 30 minutes before entering the study, and the murderer lived nearby."

After Police Officer Megome heard this, who was the first reaction?

Heiji took off his hat and said, "My name is Hattori Heiji, just like that guy from Kudo, I'm a detective!"

Officer Megome obviously heard the name and said, "Oh, you are Hattori Heiji!"

Officer Megome immediately explained to everyone: "You are the son of the current head of the Osaka Police Station Hattori Heizo who is in high school!"

At first, Officer Megome was a little troubled, but even if there was a Kudo Shinichi, Mori Kogoro had to bear it by himself before. Now there is a detective. Do they want the face of the Japanese police?

However, he was relieved when he heard the name. He said that he is also his own. Although the region is different, he is the director's son after all. Well, he is more kind.

Uncle Maori widened his eyes: "He is the son of the head of the Osaka Police Department!"

Xiaolan on the side looked at Hattori Heiji who was now reasoning, and couldn't help but sigh: This person called Hattori Heiji looks like a new one!

Conan’s cold became more and more serious. Guangyou stretched out his hand and gave Conan a piece of the paper he was carrying with him. After receiving a thank you, Conan looked at the black charcoal head that he had done to him before. The dissatisfaction has increased a lot.

"Well, all the windows in the study are closed, and they are all locked from the inside, so it can be said that it is completely impossible to enter from the outside."

Officer Mumu paced back and forth in front of the crowd and made a judgment: "Then, in other words, the suspicion is locked on the person who has the key to this room."

Mumu turned his head and asked Tsujimura Koe: "Madam, how many keys are there for this room?"

Gongjiang Tsujimura took out her keys from her bag and said, "There are only two in total, one is mine and the other is my husband. He usually likes to put the key in his pants pocket."

Mugure said "no offense" and reached into the pocket of Tsujimura's pants. Inside, it was indeed bulging, and the contents of the pocket slipped out.

What keeps everyone cool is the two keys, one of which is in the bag of Tsuji Village Gongjiang, and the other is in the pocket of Tsuji Village!

This is not the point, the point is, the door was locked at first!

Heiji's face sank: "This is a perfect impossible crime! Is the homicide case in a secret room? Oh, what a challenge!"

Seeing the uncle's awkward expression, Pingci snorted in his heart: Sure enough, the reasoning in the newspaper was not something he could make!

Guangyou shook his head and secretly said: There is no perfection in this world, and the so-called perfect impossible crime can eventually find a clue.

But then Guangyou seemed to think of something, his face lightened a lot, and he muttered in a low voice, "That's right, I am not a detective anymore. I'm not a detective. Leave this to the two great detectives."

No one knows the little Jiujiu in Pingci's heart. Looking at the police officer Mumu who was discussing with Uncle Maori, he said with dissatisfaction: What are you guys doing?The time of the crime is between 3:30 and 4:00. If you don't investigate the alibi of those who may commit the crime, why are you here?Watching a show?"

Although Police Officer Mumu was dissatisfied with this attitude, he could only respond, and immediately turned his head and patted Uncle Maori, and said, "Don't lose to him!"

"Huh?" Uncle Maori looked at Officer Mumu dumbfounded.

"Are you going to let an outsider or a hairy kid do it?"

Although Heiji's father is the director, after all, the jurisdiction is different. If Heiji is allowed to solve it, Mumu's face will be dull.

Mumu confidently said to Uncle Maori: "This time, I put my hope on you! Big detective!"

It can be said to be stunned by the tree, and Kogoro under the tree. Although Uncle Maori was stunned, he subconsciously responded when he heard this.

Guangyou had some urgency, so he ran straight to the toilet.

Officer Mumu who stayed in the study routinely asked the suspect if he had an alibi.

Mr. Koike, the housekeeper, said: "I have been chatting with my neighbors at the door from 3 to 4 in the afternoon."

Tsujimura Takazen and Katsumi Sachiko, you said one sentence and one sentence about their situation: "We went to the study at that time, but the door was locked, and we soon came down. After we got down, we were right at the gate. I met mom and met with mom."

Tsujimura Toshimitsu said: "I came after 2 o'clock in the afternoon. I finally came here. I called his name and didn't open the door. Gongjiang also went out. I felt bored, so I went to the next living room to watch TV."

"I went out before one o'clock in the afternoon and went to find the Maori detective."

Heiji secretly ruled out the suspicion of Tsujimura Koe and butler Koike.

Looking at the bookshelf full of CDs, Mumu couldn't help but sigh. The butler next to him, Koike, said, "Because our master likes classical music very much."

Mumu turned around and saw the photos on the bookshelf, and then asked about Tsujimura Gongjiang. Tsujimura Gongjiang was a little puzzled, and said, "What are you doing? This is a photo from 20 years ago."

At this time, a police officer ran up to Mumu and said, "Police Department, what about the books on the desk?"

At this time, Conan's eyes gradually blurred a lot, turning his head and looking at the book on the table, he seemed to be thinking about something.

"Oh, by the way, the police department, the victim's key is strange. After the key ring is opened, there is tape inside."

He looked at the key, thinking about something.

Conan wanted to step forward to take a look, but his body did not support it. The moment of twitching in his heart made Conan a little bit painful. Conan was holding his chest. Conan was really serious about the case. Although he was a bit painful, his thoughts were still thinking. The case, but it can be regarded as a slight shift of attention.

Pingci thought of something, and hurried to the door, looking at the gap between the door and the ground, the two of them were as if they had discussed the case, and they knew the method of the case.

Even if he moved again, there was a limit. Conan's patience had obviously reached a limit, and he fell to the ground with a "plop".