Chapter 1123 He is not a human being, don't treat him as a human being Realizing that he was being made a fool of again, Conan immediately showed a dead fish eye as if he had lost all hope in life. In terms of reasoning ability, Haibara is not as good as him, but in terms of the ability to trick people, Haibara is better. Just like Fujino's old man, the damage he does to people is outrageous. Although the physical damage is not strong, the real mental damage is maximum, the kind that can cause social death! It's really like a couple can't live together, right?! So why does Huiyuan bother me for no reason? Could it be because of what happened a few days ago? Playing aside, joking aside, Conan still had a clear idea of ​​how he had offended the gray cat. And the gray cat's character is such that he holds grudges. Now that retribution has come, it’s really not surprising at all. Alas, this couple is the same. ………… After the murder, the murderer deliberately left a message on the landline phone to create an alibi. This is the reasoning for the current situation.

In addition to Sumiko Kobayashi, there were three suspects on the phone. The case entered the classic three-choice stage. After listening to Fujino's analysis, Sato Miwako was enlightened and had a deeper understanding of the deceased. He nodded and thought deeply: "Well, if you say so, I think these three people are indeed suspects." "The deceased's girlfriend Qinghua, who called us in the first place, had never been to the deceased's home. According to your analysis, the deceased must have pretended to be rich outside. Miss Qinghua might have been together with him because she was attracted by his money. If by chance, Miss Qinghua discovered that he actually lived here and was not a wealthy man at all, then the two of them would have had an argument and it is not impossible that they would have accidentally killed each other in the end." "The second message mentioned the car. According to your analysis, the deceased must have taken good care of his car. If the two people had a dispute over the car, it is very likely that he accidentally killed someone." "The third call mentioned insider reporting and forgiveness. It's possible that the editor and the deceased killed each other because of personal grudges." Sato Miwako muttered her reasoning in a low voice, then took out her cell phone: "We need to call them all to the crime scene. We can't leave our contact information on this phone number, so I have to contact the telecommunications company." "No need to bother." Fujino handed her a small notebook and said, "I found the address book next to his bed. The three of them have their contact information and names written in the address book." "Thank you!" "But then again, there are still people using things like address books..." Miwako Sato took the address book, looked at the contact information on it, and couldn't help but complain. Then, he said on the phone: "I will contact the headquarters and ask them to find out their home addresses and send some people over." Fujino was puzzled when he heard this, and then looked at her in confusion: "Why don't you just call them and ask them to come over?" "Ha, are you stupid?" Sato Miwako rolled her eyes at Fujino, crossed her arms, and educated him seriously, looking like a mature older sister teacher: "If the three of them knew that the police investigation had reached them, wouldn't the murderer hiding among them be likely to flee for fear of the crime?" "You are stupid, aren't you?" Fujino looked at her and complained speechlessly, "The murderer has an alibi, which means he is an acquaintance of this person. He had expected that the case would be traced to him. He was eager for the body to be discovered so that the police could investigate and get rid of the suspicion."

Sato Miwako put her hands on her waist, her tone full of resentment: "Who are you calling stupid?" Fujino's dead fish eyes remained the same: "You speak first!" Miwako Sato thought about it and found that it seemed that she was the one who said it first. Seeing that she was in the wrong, she changed the subject and said, "That's just a possibility. What if someone really runs away?" "Just let it sit cold. What else can I do? I think it's pretty good this way." Fujino also crossed his arms and said calmly, "Anyone can see that this is a Hongmen Banquet. He couldn't stand the pressure and ran away, which proves that he is the murderer. In this way, there is no need to reason out of three options to find the murderer. It directly changes from a multiple-choice reasoning question to a proof question. The rest is the work of you police officers." "Besides, the headquarters is short of staff right now. Even if you call and scare people away, it won't be considered illegal. Can you still pick them up one by one?" "If you don't go, I'll have to go." "Well, the police are investigating the suspect's identity and looking for information about the deceased. The criminal is on the run, so this is a good excuse." Miwako Sato's eyebrows twitched: "You kid, are you trying to pass the buck to the police?" "Hey! No way! Even if I try to pass the buck, I can't hit you. My sincerity in reducing your workload is evident to all!" "So you just want to sneak in, huh?" Sato Miwako looked at the guy who was talking about wanting to slack off with good reason, and her eyes were full of dead fish, with an expression like "Do you think I will believe your lies? You are such a bad guy." Fujino, on the other hand, acted very familiar with her. He came close to her and whispered, "That's not right. How can what we are doing be called slacking off?" Sato Miwako pushed him away with a look of disgust: "What do you mean two people? Don't come close." Fujino said as a matter of course: "There are only two of us at the scene. This is not a matter between the two of us. Only God, the earth, you and I know it." "..." Sato Miwako was silent for a moment, then glanced at a certain elementary school student who was sneaking over and eavesdropping, and said, "But Conan is right here, so it's not just you and me who know it." Fujino looked over and murmured, "He is not a human being. Just don't treat him as one." Conan: "...?" Fuck you, Fujino, you old bitch! Who are you calling not a human being? If I am not a human being, then what else can I be? A dog?! Conan cursed inwardly, feeling extremely aggrieved. He didn't understand why this couple always picked on him to make fun of him every day! The young wife just finished insulting her, and now the old bitch comes to insult her again! I have become your two personal punching bag, right? I complained secretly in my heart. Conan could only nod helplessly, with a childlike smile on his face again, and said with a silly smile: "Brother Fujino is right, I didn't hear anything!" Fujino: "...?" Could it be that this kid has really become stupid? Are you so honest now? Conan: If I didn't say that, are you sure you won't retaliate against me later? Conan remained silent, but he was afraid in his heart that the gray cat and the Fuji dog would attack him in revenge tomorrow.

Seeing this, Sato Miwako didn't say anything else and tacitly agreed to this idea. What Fujino said made sense. This way, things would be much easier. At least I wouldn’t have to run errands myself. All I can say is that she also wants to slack off. ………… Miwako Sato dialed the number and the first person was Haruka Tomoda, the woman who had an ambiguous relationship with Sugimori. "Excuse me, are you Ms. Haruka Tomota?" Sato Miwako's tone was humble, completely different from her previous image of a fierce woman: "I'm a police officer from the Metropolitan Police Department, and I have some questions to ask you." "police……?" Peng Tianqinghua was stunned when he heard this. He thought about whether he had done anything illegal recently. Suddenly he remembered something, and then a puzzled expression appeared on his face. He asked in a puzzled tone: "I remember that I have paid the fine for illegal parking, right?" "I'm not a traffic policeman." The corner of Sato Miwako's mouth twitched, and she continued to explain: "I just have a question to ask you... Around noon yesterday, you left a message on Mr. Sugimori's phone, which mentioned that you went out for a drink together yesterday, is that right?" "Yeah, I went out on a date with him the night before last, and we got drunk and had a fight." "So, what is your relationship?" "I'm his girlfriend." "That's fine. May I ask where you were when you called yesterday? Are there any witnesses around who can prove it?" "I was in my home at the time. There should be no witnesses. But why are you asking these questions?" "Mr. Shansen is involved in a case now. I can't reveal the details for now. We'll have to wait until we meet to discuss it. The address is..." Sato Miwako hung up the phone and made another call: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Higaki Toshinori?" "I am, are you?" "I'm Sato from the Metropolitan Police Department. I have something to ask you..." After hearing Sato Miwako's identity, the person on the other end immediately panicked and asked anxiously, "Excuse me, are you a traffic policeman? Did that guy call the police just because of a minor scratch on the Ferrari's bumper?!" Sato Miwako: "..." So, why am I having trouble with the traffic police? Qi Kexiu, don't speculate whether the policewoman is a good type or not! Taking a deep breath, she calmed herself down. I couldn't help but ask, "Uh, why do you think so?" Higaki Toshinori explained, "A few days ago, I borrowed that guy's car and drove it. When I turned a corner, I accidentally hit the bumper and left a scratch. Even though I said I would pay for it, he was still furious." "Come to think of it, it makes sense. After all, that's the only car he can show off." Miwako Sato listened quietly, nodded, and felt that Fujino's analysis was indeed correct.

Then he gave the other party a dose of confidence: "Don't worry, we are not calling you about the car, but because we want to ask you about Mr. Shansen himself." "That's good……" The other party was obviously relieved. Sato Miwako then asked, "By the way, you should have called him yesterday at noon, right?" "That's true..." "Was there anyone with you at the time?" "I was on the train at the time. There were people all around me, but I didn't recognize any of them..." Higaki Toshi was thinking about it, and suddenly noticed something, and asked her, "By the way, Miss Officer, can I ask what kind of police officer you are?" "Also, what happened to Higaki?" "I can't tell you the details yet. You should know Mr. Shansen's home address, right?" "I know this." After hanging up the phone, Sato Miwako took a deep breath. There is only one left. If anyone says again that I am a traffic policeman, I will twist his head off! As she thought this in her heart, the fierce women around her burst into energy and a strong sense of chill spread around. Fujino and Conan next to them couldn't help but shudder when they saw this scene. Inaba called the publishing house directly. Inaba was not there at the time. The person who answered the phone was an editor-in-chief named Lin. The editor-in-chief's attitude was relatively gentle and easy-going, and did not anger Sato Miwako. Sato Miwako felt a lot more comfortable when she found out that she was not treated as a traffic policeman this time. Direct inquiry: "Do you know where he was around 11:30 yesterday morning?" "Well, our editors here are often out on the road, so I can't remember it if I think about it." "We heard your voice at the time. He asked you the time in the recording of the phone call, and you said something like [11:28 am on April 22]. Logically, you should remember it." "Is that right?" Editor Lin thought for a moment and responded, "He should have been in the editorial department at the time. After all, his phone was broken and he often came to ask me for the time. I asked him to get a new one a year ago, but he still hasn't done it. I don't know why he was so stingy with the money..." As he was speaking, a voice suddenly came from the side: "Editor-in-chief, are you really going to the night game tonight? It just rained. Is that okay?" "Yeah, there is indeed a problem." Editor Lin responded, "Tonight's game is not being held at the Tokyo Gymnasium. It just rained. It would be troublesome if the game is cancelled." The voice complained speechlessly: "So I'm talking about your body!" "Of course I'm fine." Editor Lin covered his phone and said, "A cold will go away after a good night's sleep. My eyes are no longer bloodshot. It must be because I'm too tired!"

"Inaba, come here quickly, the police are looking for you!" "police?" Inaba's voice came, "Excuse me, Miss Police, what do you want to talk to me about?" "Could it be because of my illegal parking the day before yesterday?" Sato: "..." Damn it, I thought I had escaped, but I didn't expect to be waiting here... Traffic police, traffic police, what the hell are you! Sato Miwako's eyebrows twitched, and she resisted the urge to crush her phone. She said in a cold voice, "Inaba, right? Come to Sugimori's house right now. I need to summon you for something!" After saying that, she hung up the phone. Then he clenched his fist and asked Fujino: "Hey, Fujino, do I really look like a traffic policeman?" "I don't think so." "Just say it!" Seeing a smile on Sato Miwako's face But Fujino shook his head again and continued, "After all, if you become a traffic policeman, Sato, you will probably be fired the next day because you beat up drivers who parked illegally or changed lanes illegally." "I guess with your shrewish personality, Officer Sato, you won't be able to get by anywhere except as a criminal police officer." (End of this chapter)