After asking about the room number, Jiangxia and Conan ran down the stairs along the steps.

On the way, Conan remembered something and looked up at the classmate next to him: "Why are you doing this time..." Why is it so normal? It doesn't have the scary reaction like a stuttering hang-up before?

He didn't finish speaking, but Jiang Xia understood.

The psychic, who was very busy with business, was temporarily silent: "..." Of course, it was because the ghosts were very determined to run around the ground, and the hanging time was greatly shortened, so there was no need to make excuses to build puppets in person. If Xiaolan hadn't suddenly slapped the wall and blocked the road, he would have almost forgotten the excuse he had found.

However, the good thing about mental state is that it is all based on one's own mess.

So soon, the high school detective smiled cheerfully and spoke like a philosopher: "I still have a lot to do, and I don't have time to always think back on my previous experience."

Conan nodded with relief: That's right! Being a detective is indeed a meaningful thing, and the only disadvantage is that it is not very friendly to other detectives...

Looking back on those days when the truth was coming, but suddenly got stuck on the face by the answer, the fake elementary school student touched the soundproof earmuffs in his pocket, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

Fortunately, there was not much time for him to think about it - soon, the two of them came to a room with the door sign "Keihiko Torito" according to the address mentioned by the landlord's wife just now.

Jiang Xia knocked on the door: "Mr. Torito!"

The room was quiet and no one answered.

Conan's heart skipped a beat and blurted out: "Can he be dead too!"

——Is that Mr. Yamaguchi moved into this apartment not entirely to get close to Uncle Maori and Jiangxia, but to silence him?

While anxious, he subconsciously shook the door handle.

Unexpectedly, the door was not locked, and as he pulled it, the door creaked and slid open.

A smell of alcohol came to my face, and at the same time, a man's moan came from the depths of the house.

"!" Conan rushed in, "Hold on, we're here to save you!"

Jiang Xia followed the running fake elementary school student and entered the house with full reason.

The two walked through the long corridor and ran into the living room.

After a glance, the murder scene in front of me was not the imagined scene - this was just the room of the most ordinary single man. On the long sofa, a young man was holding a bottle of wine, smacking his lips, and sleeping soundly.

Conan looked at the guy who was unscathed and even snoring quietly: "..."

I wasn't hurt, what did you hum just now! Wasting feelings!

But no matter what, being alive is a good thing. He shook his head helplessly and could only rethink the relationship between these tenants and "Mr. Yamaguchi".

Also, before this...

He looked around the living room and muttered to Jiang Xia in surprise: "Why are there so many breeding boxes here?"

Jiang Xia walked to the wall and looked at the unicorn fairy who was slowly crawling in the box: "It seems that she is a beetle lover."

Just as I was watching, the snoring suddenly stopped in my ears.

The young man on the sofa rubbed his eyes and sat up. He looked at the two strangers who had appeared in his living room for no reason, and looked shocked: "Who are you? Why are you in my room!"

Conan came back to his senses and then remembered the important matter: "Are you brother Tochiro? - Something happened to the brother Azhen upstairs!"

Although he was more convinced than Kogoro Mouri that there was a corpse in the bathroom upstairs. In order to comfort the old lady who lost her grandson, he still felt that he should invite the acquaintance of the landlord in front of him to come up, which was somewhat of a comfort.

Jiang Xia looked the same idea, more direct than the elementary school student. He stepped forward and helped the drunk man up and invited him, "Let's go."

“…”

...

A few minutes later.

The three of them returned to Sodashi's room.

As the wind blows in the corridor, the drunk man seems to be a little more awake. He stands in the entrance hall and looks around, then enters the corridor, and jogs with Jiang Xia and Conan to the bathroom door.

In the expectant look of the landlord's wife, Keihiko Tori carefully walked into the bathroom and found out the situation of her friend.

Soon, he sighed and shook his head like Kogoro Mori just now.

"How could this happen..." The old lady covered her face and started crying.

In the corner next to it.

Calvados looked at the scene in front of him, trying to tell whether there was any danger in it and whether he could go back to his room to sleep.

At this moment, suddenly, his ears moved and he looked out the window alertly - on the street outside, a buzzing sirens sounded.

The police are here!

His muscles tightened slightly, but soon returned to normal - in theory, members of the organization should avoid it as soon as possible when they encounter police, but in fact, if you think about it carefully, he no longer has any prohibited items on him.

Without guns and ammunition, sometimes it is a good thing.

An organization cadre who has been dealing with the police recently touched his chin and experienced this inexplicable new life.

...

"The deceased, Masashi Soda, is 22 years old this year." Officer Takagi arrived quickly and told Jiangxia about the situation in a familiar way - because Jiangxia helped him win the right to travel with Officer Sato on Valentine's Day last time... Although he inexplicably changed from a sweet two-person world to a lot of people traveling in packs, no matter what, rounding it up is a Valentine's Day.

When he saw Jiang Xia again, the police officer who was grateful for his kindness couldn't help but get closer and worked harder: "He is a senior student at Nanyang University. The cause of his death was that his brachial artery was cut off and he lost too much blood."

Looking at the young dead man in the bathroom, Officer Takagi sighed: "From the stiffness of his jaw and neck, he has been dead for about two hours."

Jiang Xia nodded: "That is to say, it's almost between 6 and 7 p.m.?"

As he was speaking, Kogoro Mori next to him scratched his head: "What are you doing in such a detailed look? Isn't this suicide?"

Officer Megu, who was also listening to the report, was stunned and poked his head out of the bathroom: "Suicide?"

"Yes." Kogoro Mouri walked to the living room and pointed to his former boss, pointing to the mini building placed in the center of the living room. "I just asked the landlord's wife that this is the 'Monument in the Water' model that the deceased liked very much during his lifetime."

"What does this have to do with suicide?" The police department of Meguru had a headache when he saw this former subordinate. He turned to Jiang Xia, "Brother Jiang Xia, let's talk about it."
Chapter completed!