"Hey, Matsuda, I heard that Takagi was ruined by you a few days ago?" When Matsuda was walking softly in the corridor of the Metropolitan Police Station like a snail crawling towards a lesson, Yumi appeared behind Matsuda and put her right hand on Matsuda's shoulder.

Ahha~~~Matsuda yawned and said with a strong and weak voice: "How can I blame me? Didn't there be a murder incident two days ago? After handling it, the only record was left. It happened that I was not here. So Takagi went up to it."

"Is it really a coincidence?" Yumi smiled sweetly, her eyes curled into crescent moons: "You have slipped away again. Poor Takagi Kun, you have been bullied by you."

"Hey, you can't say that, you're just taking a record." Matsuda waved his hand: "I'm also trying to help him grow."

"Talking nonsense." Yumi said: "I heard that the murderer killed his own brother this time, and he dressed up as his brother during the interrogation. After finishing the transcript, Takagi took two days of sick leave."

"Hey? Do you fall in love with that boy? Why do you care so much about him?" Matsuda looked at Yumi suspiciously: "Congratulations, I finally want to like a man."

"Hate, I've already had a heart for a long time. Speaking of which, I just thought you were so awesome recently." Yumi put her hands on her chest and looked at Matsuda with her big watery eyes: "Matsuda, next time I take me to the scene to see what you looked like when you reasoned."

"Come on," Matsuda said: "I hope the world is peaceful and everyone abides by the law. I can live a mediocre life every month with a normal salary."

"I have a lot of ideas." Yumi slapped Matsuda on the shoulder: "But you are late again today. When I came here just now, I happened to see the Meguro police department returning to a lesson after the regular meeting."

"Ah? Why are you talking about this kind of thing now??" Matsuda immediately accelerated to a lesson.

Yumi waved at Matsuda's back: "Come on, I hope the police department of Meguro can scold you today is a bit new."

New? Hey, it's not those words after tossing and turning. Matsuda never forgot to turn around and curl his lips to Yumi.

Pushing open the door of a lesson, Matsuda saw a disgusting back in the corner of Sato at first sight. He didn't go to the police department to cry and pretend to be honest. He first walked to Sato's desk and coughed twice.

"Ahem, cough... well, um." Matsuda said: "What a coincidence, Shirato Police Department."

Shiraki shrugged indifferently: "Matsuda, if I were you, I would definitely sit in my seat well within three seconds."

"Hehe, I'm not a child..." Matsuda was refuting Shiraki, shrouded by a powerful thought power behind him.

"Matsuda, you bastard! Do you know what you are doing!!!" A loud roar came from a lesson.

Tyrant, pervert, Zhou Papi, endocrine disorders... Matsuda sat quietly on his chair, keeping mumbling. At this time, Matsuda had been nailed by Megu for a whole day, and under Megu's high pressure, he really didn't move at all.

"Goodbye, Matsuda, work overtime." Shirago was about to go back, passing by Matsuda and said to Matsuda gently. Then he turned his head to Sato behind him and said, "Sato, let's go for dinner together. I know there is a restaurant where the dishes are good."

When Matsuda heard Shiraki so provocatively, she was so angry that she bit off the paper in her hand, and when she was about to talk to Shiraki, she heard Sato say, "I'm sorry, I made an appointment with Yumi today."

"Is that so bad, I can only wait for next time." Although Shiraki was disappointed, he didn't want to force anything, but he still had hope: "Then tomorrow..."

"Sato, please send me home tomorrow, please, please." Matsuda immediately interrupted Shirato's words, folded his hands together, raised them over his head, and his head was lying on the table.

Seeing Matsuda's virtue, Sato felt angry and tapped his head lightly, then said, "If you won't be late tomorrow, then I'll think about it."

"Is that so? Why don't you pick me up tomorrow morning?" Matsuda immediately made a thrust request: "Okay, that's it. I know Sato is the best."

While talking, Megu pushed the door open and came in: "Matsuda, there was a murder incident, come with me quickly."

The murder? Sato and Shirato also turned their eyes to Meguro: "Police Department, we..."

"Oh, you guys, don't use it anymore, have a good rest. There is still work tomorrow, so I'll take Matsuda with me." Memu said, staring at Matsuda who was about to drill under the table.

"Hehe." Matsuda smiled awkwardly: "Police Department, it's hard for your favorite general to fight. I think it's better to hand it over to Shirato Police Department today... OK, I'll just follow you, don't glar at me like this."

When Matsuda and Meguchi arrived at the crime scene, they saw Kogoro Mori and Conan waiting aside.

"Hehe" Matsuda got out of the car and came to Kogoro, and laughed strangely: "I thought I would have been a little extra class safely, but I didn't expect to meet you, the plague god!"

"It's a bit too much to say what the plague god is." Kogoro lowered his head slightly: "This is clearly the incident calling on my famous detective Kogoro Mori."

Matsuda wanted to argue with Kogoro, but Memu, who was behind him, coughed, and Matsuda immediately looked serious: "Take us to the scene now, and tell us about the incident again on the way."

On the way, Kogoro talked about the incident: He brought his daughter Xiaolan and Conan to the house of the deceased Maru Fujiro to report the result of the affair between Maru Fujiro and his wife whom he investigated. Then Maru Fujiro went to receive a guest on the way, and then they found the body of the deceased in the living room.

When I arrived at the reception room where the crime occurred, the whole room was covered with sword marks, and Maru Fujiro was nailed to the pillar by a samurai sword. He was holding a samurai sword in his hand, as if he had experienced a fierce battle with the murderer again.

The forensic class started working immediately, looking for traces that might be left behind on the scene. Matsuda walked around the deceased and asked the deceased's wife: "Madam, has Mr. Fu Ciro practiced kendo again?"

"That's right." said the deceased's wife: "My husband is the third kendo section."

"Is that so? That's really amazing." Matsuda looked up at the sword marks on the roof: "Tsk tsk, it's so intense."

At this time, Meguchi found the deceased's notepad at the feet of the deceased, and opened it and looked at it: "It's really a tight schedule, dense." Today's schedule, there are only four names, Maori Kogoro, Suwa Yuji, Hatano Kiya, and Akutsuma.

"Oh~~~" Matsuda also came over and looked at it: "It's not bad, there are only four people on the list of suspects."

"I don't have to count it." Kogoro pointed at himself and said.

Matsuda looked at Kogoro with contempt and said, "We found someone who can do it."

Several people came out and saw a police officer pulling a man with glasses: "This man has been wandering in front of this Woods."

"It's Dr. Hatano." The deceased's wife said in surprise when she saw the man: "He is my husband's attending doctor and comes here to see the doctor every week."

Several police officers pulled another man over, and that man was Ajiujin, who claimed to be a great artist.

"Roar~~ It's interesting. Three suspects have appeared, which saves a lot of effort." Matsuda smiled interestingly, then felt something, looked sideways, and a man came out of the darkness: "Hey, you can't be Mr. Yuji Suwa, right?"

The man nodded: "I am Suwa, is there any problem?" Then Suwa felt something, and looked down and saw a child catching his left hand.

"Uncle, you are practicing kendo, right?" Conan looked up and smiled sweetly, and began to act cute.

Suwa squatted down and said in surprise: "How did you know? Kid."

"Because I saw thin scars between my uncle's left thumb and index finger, people who practice Japanese kendo often suffer from knife injuries when they collect their swords, so I guess if I was practicing Japanese kendo." Conan said.

"Yes, I've learned Japanese Kendo," said Suwa.

"Then the murderer is you!" Kogoro pointed at Suwa and announced loudly.

"Murderer? What are you talking nonsense?" Suwa Wuming so.

"The random suspicion is useless, so why not invite them to the scene to take a look." Matsuda said from the side.

"Well, that's fine." Meguchi thought about it and said to them: "Please come here for three of you."

When they came to the reception room and looked at the bloody dead, the three of them were panicked. Suwa even asked: "Do you think this is what I did?"

"That's right, anyone who takes a look at the scene will know that this is a trace left by a master of kendo." Kogoro said: "Of course the murderer is you."

"Stop kidding. I'm here to pay Mr. Fujiro's money." Suwa took out a large stack of banknotes: "A total of five million, all here."

"So where are you between three and five o'clock?" asked Megu.

"That time." Suwa thought for a while and replied: "It's probably meditating in the martial arts hall."

"Can anyone prove it?" Megu asked.

"No." Suwa replied.

At this time, Xiaolan expressed her doubts: "I think something is a bit strange." After saying that, she pointed to the deceased: "The way of holding the knife is the opposite, right?"

After being reminded like this, Megu and Kogoro noticed the knife in the hand of the deceased. Conan also interrupted at the right time: "That's right, the way of holding the corpse in that photo is the opposite."

"Can someone deliberately let the corpse hold this knife?" Megu said in surprise.

"Did you just see it?" Matsuda sat at the door and leisurely lit a cigarette for himself: "If the deceased had the strength to chop around the ceiling, it would be better to run out to find Maori and the others for help."

ps: Regarding the issue of promotion, this is the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, not the local police station, and it has only solved several ordinary murder cases. Matsuda has some lifestyle problems, so it has to take it slowly.
Chapter completed!