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Just when Conan started reasoning about the cause and effect of his being put on the pigeon.

In the room at the scene of the death, Thirteen Megumi also had new doubts about the identity of Masaru Sugimori:

"It's really strange. As far as I know, those famous writers have quite a lot of income. At least they should move to a place with a better environment. Maybe this Mr. Sugimori is actually bragging..."

Do you mean a novelist surnamed Kudo who travels abroad with his wife all the year round?

Hearing someone secretly calling his father, Conan hurriedly poked his head in:

"Ah, no..."

"Cough cough!" Hai Yuanai reminded from the side.

I know, I know……

However, it's quite embarrassing to start pretending only after being reminded...

Conan took a deep breath to adjust his mood, raised the volume, and said cutely in a childlike voice:

"Ah Lie Lie! Mr. Sugimori seems to have a fun key ring hanging around his waist~ There is also a silver horse on it~ He must be very fond of animals, right?"

Ye Gengyi: "..."

What's wrong?

Haibara Ai:"……"

scare me...

"What's wrong with this key?" Mu Mu Shisan didn't know why.

"It's the Ferrari key."

Ye Geng glanced at the detective boy who was disgusted by him, and explained on his behalf:

"I was in a nearby open space before and saw a red 330P4 parked that should belong to the deceased. You can send forensics personnel to confirm it."

... In fact, he has already opened the door to check, but still can't find the medium.

"I see."

Twilight Thirteen understands:

"Looks like Mr. Sugimori is the type who saves money to keep a high-end sports car."

yes yes, that's what happened...

Conan nodded in satisfaction, turned his eyes and noticed that the three little people were staring at him with resentful eyes, and his heart suddenly tightened:

"You...what's the matter with you..."

"Why don't you ask! What were you doing with that 'ahlielie' just now?" Yuan Tai approached.

"Conan, haven't I said it many times, I thought you corrected something..."

Mitsuhiko said helplessly:

"It's just because you're always like this that our juvenile detective team is looked down upon!"

"Yeah, Conan..."

Ayumi blushed and gave her own opinion:

"Although your 'ahlielie' look is cute, wouldn't it be a little bad to do this on the scene of Mingyu?"

"me……"

Behind him is Mr. Kobayashi's attention, on the left is Haibara Ai's gaze, and on the right is the complaints of the three children. In front of him is Gengichi, who has never paid much attention to himself, but he really wants to beat his reasoning once.

It's so hard... Conan sighed, physically and mentally exhausted.

"..."

With a sigh, Shibu Takagi brought recording equipment.

At this moment, the sound of 'Dangdang' on the level crossing was also clearly transmitted into the room. There was no way to maintain the integrity of the recording. Several people had to wait for the train to pass by while watching their watches to count the time.

The noise continued for more than two minutes.

After quiet, a group of people began to listen to the messages on the answering machine.

Conan also took the opportunity to mix in.

The object of the first message was a woman who claimed to be Pengtian Qinghua. Because the deceased had always been reluctant to take her home for a movement beyond friendship, the two had a quarrel over this. She made this call with a purpose other than to apologize. In addition to talking too loudly when he is angry, he also has thoughts of compounding.

【11:25AM...Friday...】

When the call ended, the answering machine came with the recording retention time.

"There's the sound of the TV in the background." Shibuya Takagi captured the details.

"Oh, that's "Life Information TV" on Nichimai TV at 11:00 noon."

Mu Mu Shisan calmly showed his affection and said:

"My wife Xiaolu loves watching it very much, and she often records some clips teaching weight loss to watch together when I go back from overtime."

lose weight? It doesn't seem to work...

Several people all looked at his big belly.

Ye Gengyi looked at the TV in the room thoughtfully.

"Cough, let's continue listening."

Mu Mu Shisan coughed dryly and clicked on the next message:

"I'm Higaki Toshizo. I'm on the way to your house. I wanted to apologize to you in person. Since you're not here, I'll do it next time. By the way, I'm sorry about the car, goodbye..."

[The next stop is Okusu, the next stop is Okusu, when you get off, please——]

【11:27AM...Friday...】

With the announcement of the ring train, the second message ends here.

"Okuho Station," Takagi Shibu thought for a moment, "it will take at least 30 minutes to get here by train."

"Well, continue to listen to the third message." Mu Mu Shisan said.

"I'm Atsushi Inaba from the Koeikan. I would like to ask how the report you wrote is going on so far... Uh, what's the date for the editor-in-chief today?"

The man named Atsushi Inaba seemed to be very lost in the lake.

"April 24th at 11:28 am." Another voice sounded.

"...That's it, there is still a week before the deadline, please do your best, oh... By the way, I don't mind that inside report anymore, please give me more advice in the future..."

At the same time as he spoke, there were also voices of others talking to the editor-in-chief:

"Editor-in-chief, are you really going to watch the night game today?"

"Yeah, it's located at the dome in the Eastern Capital..."

【11:29AM...Friday...】

"Xingrongguan, oh, it's a publisher of newspapers and magazines."

Mu Mu Shisan remembered this company and briefly recalled:

"It seems to be quite far from Hachiko-cho."

"That's right."

Takagi Shibu nodded:

"It takes at least an hour to take the bus and transfer... It takes at least an hour to drive~lightnovelpub.net~ Then there is the last message left."

Mu Mu Shisan said "um" and pressed the play button of the answering machine again.

"I'm sorry, I'm Kobayashi Chengzi, the first-year class B teacher of Didan Elementary School who just called...Ahe! I'm sorry, I seem to have pollen...Ahee! I have something to ask...Ahee! No! Excuse me, I...Ah! Kacha...all are..."

【11:30AM...Friday...】

"Eh? The teacher called." Mitsuhiko turned to look.

"So, Mr. Xiaolin might be the murderer!" Yuan Tai looked horrified.

"What?! Really?" Ayumi was taken aback.

"Impossible..."

Huiyuan Ai Banyueyan explained:

"If the teacher is really the murderer, when we see the corpse together, she should break into the house directly and get close to the corpse... In this way, even if the police find her hair or fingerprints when investigating the murder scene, they can use Such reasons are easily perfunctory."

"Hey, what about me, you also need to restrain yourself..." Conan lowered his voice and looked over with a vacant look.

"Ah, sorry..."

Haibara Ai said insincerely:

"I just want you to experience it. I usually watch you ignore your mood when reasoning."

"Then... that's really sorry." Conan Khan.

It's all my fault co-authoring it?

Since the owner of the fourth message, Xiaolin Chengzi, was at the scene, after listening to all the voice messages, Mu Mu Shisan also asked her nearby:

"May I ask what you just mentioned in the message that you want to ask him?"