Takagi had just joined the police department, and he had not even participated in many cases, much less contributed to the police department. Although Mu Mu thought highly of him, his experience was hard to ignore. In order to participate in the case as soon as possible, Takagi took this case very seriously.
However, Takagi wasn't too vigilant. He didn't even notice that Conan had taken something from him. However, this was also what Conan wanted to see.
After Conan calculated that Takagi was already some distance away from the cold drink shop, he pretended to suddenly notice Takagi's things on the ground. After greeting everyone, he ran out. Mao Li and Mud Mountain Seeker were left speechless. If they wanted to go out, they could have just said that they wanted to go to the toilet. Why would they need to steal? Sometimes, Conan's brain was really incomprehensible.
"Officer Takagi! Wait, you dropped something!" Outside the cold drink shop, Conan shouted when he was still some distance away from Takagi. His voice was so loud that even the people in the cold drink shop could hear him clearly.
When Takagi heard Conan's words, he touched his pocket in confusion, and his expression instantly became very ugly. The gun that he had placed near his pocket was nowhere to be seen. After all, no matter where it was, it was a serious crime for a criminal police officer to lose a gun. At this time, Takagi was even a little glad that Conan had picked it up for him. Otherwise, his career as a police officer would have come to an end. Although he was very puzzled that his gun had been placed very securely, he still dropped it. However, Takagi did not think that Conan had taken it himself. He thought that he had been careless again.
Because Conan had helped him retrieve the pistol, Takagi's impression of this child, whom he had met at the crime scene, had improved a lot. He gently turned around and squatted down. He took the pistol from Conan's hand and carefully put it into his holster. He said to Conan, who was still standing in place,"Thank you so much, Conan. I'll treat you to something to eat when you have time.”After saying that, Takagi patted Conan's head and walked towards the park gate.
Conan shuddered in disgust at Takagi's actions, and goosebumps rose all over his body. After glaring fiercely at Takagi, who was walking in front, Conan stopped him. Under the latter's puzzled gaze, he slowly said,"When I came out just now, Detective Maori told me to tell you that you don't have to go to the police station. You just have to report to Mu Mu and have him prepare the surveillance cameras. Then, he went to look at the more remote places near the amusement park to see if there was any newly dug land.”
Because of the corpse that disappeared in the toilet, almost everyone's attention was focused on this case. But for some reason, Conan felt that something was wrong. He even began to suspect that what he saw at the beginning was a corpse.
After all, when Conan heard Tushan Seeker say that there was a smell of blood, he didn't take a closer look because he was afraid of being discovered. He only subconsciously thought that it was a corpse, because judging from the amount of blood on the clothes, this person would not survive.
But now that he thought about it, what if what he saw wasn't a corpse at all, but this Murakami? When Conan was in the shop, he had paid attention to the expressions of the people around him. He noticed that when Tushan Xunxun looked at Murakami, his nose would subconsciously wrinkle. Combining his own guess and the fact that when he chased after Murakami, he accidentally saw some dried soil on Murakami's pants. A bold idea appeared in Conan's mind.
Now that he thought about it, there was something wrong with the toilet. Even if the floor had been washed with bleachers and had blood stains, the reaction shouldn't be so mild. In other words, someone had indeed died in this place, but not today. The most likely time was the night before. Only then did Murakami have evidence of murder and emotion.
Dorobiga Park was not too far from the city, so it was difficult for such soil to get on people. In addition, it had not rained for the past few days. In other words, Murakami buried the body at dawn, and this toilet was the first crime scene. The only thing that puzzled Conan was how Murakami had completely covered up the blood in the toilet.
"Why, Conan? There should be a lot of remote places like this. How long will it take to find him?" Takagi complained in disbelief after thinking about the remote places nearby.
"It shouldn't be hard to find. We should be able to find the approximate location if we follow Dorobiga Park and head out of the city. If you find it too long, you can also ask Officer Megure for help. Tell him that Mr. Mori-san has confirmed that this is the crime scene, but he needs your help to find the actual body and evidence. I think Officer Megure will go.”Conan thought about Takagi's words and had to admit that it was indeed a little difficult to do such a job alone. The workload was also a little too much.
At this moment, Conan felt that he had done the right thing by leaving behind some suspicious points. Otherwise, how could he have discovered Murakami's weakness and borrowed the power of the police?
Takagi eventually followed Conan's instructions, and Megure also said that he would quickly dispatch the police to the general direction Conan had mentioned to help find the body. No matter what, Mao Li should still be a reliable police officer. Otherwise, Mu Mu would not trust him so much. Once Mao Li confirmed that it was a murder, the police were dispatched.
After doing all this, Conan returned to the cold drink shop. After greeting everyone, he ran to the toilet as if he was looking for something.
Seeing this, Mud Mountain Seeker went over in confusion and asked Conan, who was almost lying on the toilet floor,""What are you saying? He felt that the floor of the toilet in this cold drink shop was very fragrant and wanted to get close to it?”
Conan almost choked to death on Tushan Seeker's words. After coughing a few times, Conan glared at Tushan Seeker. After receiving an apology gesture, he explained,""I noticed that Murakami had a very shallow trace of mud on his pants. I have a feeling that this is the first crime scene, but I don't know what Murakami did to cover up the bloodstains.”
"Is that so? I can help you with this. This place is indeed very strange. There are two different smells of blood in the air. One is salty and fishy, and the other is smelly. I once smelled something similar in our Mud Mountain restaurant.”? Tushan Seeker looked at Conan, who was at a loss, and couldn't help but give him some advice.
"I know!" Hearing Tushan Xunxun's words, Conan had a flash of inspiration. He finally remembered how Murakami had cleaned up the bloodstains in this place. "Murakami must have washed the floor with hydrogen dioxide first, then covered it with animal blood, and finally washed it again with bleacher. In that case, it would be difficult to detect the Luminol reaction at the scene. Even if it was accidentally discovered, it would be easily interfered with by animal blood when testing the blood. In addition, hydrogen Peroxide-induced damage to human DNA. In other words, although this toilet was the first crime scene, after such strict anti-Luminol measures, there was almost no evidence to be provided. What a smart criminal! Now, he could only hope that Takagi and the others could find the corpse.”
Tushan Xunxun's words almost cleared up all the fog in front of Conan. It could be said that up until now, Conan had been relying on his intuition and the small flaw in Murayama's body. It had to be said that if it weren't for the dirt marks on Murakami's pants, Conan would have asked Takagi to go to the shop owner's house to look for clues. At that time, there would really be no way to deal with Murakami.
"Oh? You're here! Little detective, it's already night time. I've prepared some food for you. Come to the hall and have some together.”At this moment, Murakami's voice sounded behind Conan, scaring him half to death.
Conan turned his head stiffly and met Murakami's calm face. "I understand. Thank you, Auntie Murakami. I'll go now.”Feeling guilty, Conan quickly agreed and ran to the dining room with Mud Mountain Seeker. He only heaved a sigh of relief when he reached Mao Li's side.
Sitting on the chair, Conan slowed down his racing heartbeat due to the shock. He felt that something was wrong again. Judging from the time the shop owner appeared, she should have heard his deduction. However, her calm expression made it seem as if she was mentally prepared. No, to be precise, Murakami's face turned pale when it was confirmed that a murder had really happened here. Her expression had always been so calm that it was terrifying, like a walking corpse.
"Don't think about it. Eat something first. Only when you're full will you have the strength to think, right?”? Mud Mountain Seeker saw Conan's absent-mindedness and Xiao Lan's worried expression, so he reminded Conan.
Conan nodded silently. He temporarily put aside the strange feeling in his mind and ate his meal in peace.
"Let's go back after dinner. It seems that we won't be able to find any useful information here for a while. Let's come back tomorrow morning. Thank you for your hospitality! Miss Murakami." After the meal, Mao Li, who was a little embarrassed because there was no wine in this place, stretched his back and said politely to Murakami, who was standing at the side.
"You're too kind, Detective Mao Li. However, can I trouble you to wait for me for a while? I'm going home too, so I can give you a ride.”Murakami said enthusiastically when he heard that Maori Kogoro was leaving. However, his passionate words and Murakami's calm expression gave off a strange feeling.
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