"Dangdangdang..."

The investigation continued, and a penetrating warning sound suddenly came from a nearby railway crossing, which lasted for several minutes, and did not stop until the train passed by.

Gao Cheng stood by the guardrail outside the apartment and looked at the street after the rain for a while, while a few Conan were discussing something in whispers, especially Conan, who looked a little impatient, with an expression of eagerness to try.

Gao Cheng's eyelids collapsed, and after looking at Teacher Xiaolin on the other side, he found Mumu who was connected to the suspect's phone.

"Brother Shiroto," Mumu turned on the phone and said with speakerphone, "This is Miss Katata, who is also a freelance writer. She said that she made a call from her home yesterday..."

"Hey, is there anything else?" An obviously impatient female voice heard on the phone, "So what's the matter, Mr. Police? Is Shansen causing any trouble?"

"Uh," Mumu responded, "We still have some information about Mr. Sugimori..."

"There's nothing more."

Gao Cheng directly helped to hang up the phone in Mumu's dumbfounded eyes.

"The time of the East Loop Line passing here is basically the same every day. The time of this Miss Bonita's message is exactly the time the train passed. If there is no sound nearby..."

Mumu nodded in a daze, "Then only Mr. Inaba is left."

In Xingrong Pavilion, the editor-in-chief who received a call from the police again sounded very busy. The background sound was full of various shouts, and some people asked the editor-in-chief.

"Inaba? He went out on a motorcycle to hold a seminar with writers. There is no way. Our business here is busy and there are not enough staff..."

"It doesn't matter," Gao Cheng answered, "just ask a few questions."

"you are?"

"Ah, I'm Takasaki Kioto, Special Advisor to the Metropolitan Police Department..."

"Koshito Takasaki? Isn't that the famous detective?" The editor-in-chief asked in surprise, "Is Inaba really committed something?"

"It's not an important thing, just to confirm the information of a few people, Mr. Inaba happened to be inside," Gao Cheng asked calmly, "Is there anything special about noon yesterday?"

"Something special?" the editor-in-chief replied in a deep voice, "it doesn't seem to be anything special, the editorial department is still so busy, so busy that I feel a little cold, but today is much better..."

"Did Mr. Inaba always go out on a motorcycle?"

"Well, because there is no specially equipped car here, you don't need to worry about the locomotive even if it is traffic jam, so Inaba has always used his own old locomotive..."

"Does Mr. Inaba know a freelance writer named Masato Sugimori?"

"Shan Sen? I seem to know each other, but I seemed to fall out before... Sorry, there are still many things on my side..."

"The last question," Gao Chengzheng said, "It's about the night race."

"Eh?"

"Because Mr. Inaba mentioned the night race in the phone message."

"Ah, ah, I wanted to go to the professional baseball game in the past two days, but the result was always uncomfortable, my eyes were bloodshot, and I could only sleep at home. I can go today, but the weather is a bit worrying... "The editor-in-chief said, suddenly interrupted, "Wait a minute, Inaba is back, what can I ask him..."

"In this case, he can directly ride a motorcycle to Mr. Shansen's house... Yes, because there are several other suspects, it is better to ask in person..."

After receiving a response, Gao Cheng hung up the phone and looked up and saw several police officers Mumu who looked like curious babies.

"Is Mr. Inaba the murderer?" Mumu took the lead in regaining consciousness.

"Because he is the only one who is the last suspect..." Gao Cheng took it for granted, "Is it okay to call over and ask? Otherwise, you can only think that the murderer originally intended to leave a message, but then suddenly gave up... This will be very wide-ranging. Right?"

"That's right..." Detective Megome said with a grin, "Then we will investigate Mr. Sugimori's social relations... Takagi?"

"Yes, the police department!"

"Brother City," Ayumi asked worriedly, "Ms. Xiaolin is not a prisoner, right?"

"Of course not," Gao Cheng said with a smile, "because Xiao Lin has always been single, there will be no emotional disputes, and there is almost no intersection with the victim except for this interview..."

"but……"

"Of course there is an absolute reason, that is, the victim will not let women into his room. If you want to say the reason..."

Gao Cheng took a photo of the dead body at the scene, and his eyes fell on a key with a silver pony logo.

"Mr. Sugimori obviously lives in this kind of one-bedroom apartment of no more than 10 square meters, but he is wearing a famous brand, and the key to the Ferrari sports car is hung on his belt. It can be seen that it is the kind of person who would rather cut his own living expenses in order to maintain a famous car life...

"Furthermore, the room keys are not put together, which means that Shansen is actually a vain person. This is also the reason why Ms. Qinghua who refused to take the second message home."

"Really?" Bumei became happy, and ran away to talk to Teacher Xiaolin.

Gao Cheng reluctantly put down the photo.

In any case, the editor named Inaba is undoubtedly the most suspicious person. The relationship between the editor and the freelance writer is also different from that of others. He is the person most likely to enter Sugimori's room.

Although the information collected is not very sufficient, after eliminating the suspicions of several other people, subtle loopholes can still be found in Inaba's message.

In the message, the editor-in-chief talked about the game in addition to the voice of the date.

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

"It's okay, today is the game at the Dongdu Gymnasium..."

At first hearing it seems to be nothing, but bringing it into context can produce a lot of associations.

The Q&A room seemed to worry about something, and then the editor-in-chief thought that it was okay to play at the Dongdu Stadium. There was a logical relationship between the two, but nothing special happened last night, and the weather was sunny all day.

However, today’s game, because of the possibility of rain, there is no need to worry about the game in the Dongdu Stadium...

Combining other aspects of the situation, the murderer should be undoubtedly Inaba, but to stay a line in everything, at least you have to find evidence to be completely sure before you can confess with Mumu.

I can't be like the uncle. Because of Conan's relationship, his speech is always inconsistent, and changing his mouth is simply a home-cooked dish. It will not be surprising for the accustomed Mimu.

Gao Cheng looked back at Conan.

This guy was obviously waiting for Inaba to come over, this kind of case was not difficult at first.

"Hello~lightnovelpub.net~ Conan said depressed, "I didn't say a word..."

"I didn't mention this again."

Gao Cheng pouted his mouth, just in time to hear the sound of a locomotive coming from downstairs. A square-faced youth dressed as a staff parked a muddy motorcycle, took off his helmet and rushed upstairs.

Gao Cheng glanced over the youth.

Unlike Shansen, who pays attention to his image, the visitor wore old clothes and ragged rain boots full of scratches. He seemed to be a rather innocent person. The only brand new was the gloves on his hands, not even the price tag. It is estimated that I bought and put it on temporarily halfway in a hurry.

"What the **** is going on, Mr. Police?" The Fang Lian youth glanced at Gao Cheng, Teacher Xiao Lin, and Conan, avoiding sight to find a few police officers on the scene, "What happened to Mr. Sugimori?"

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