Detectives of Detective World

"What! Why do you all look like this!"

After a short silence, Conan looked at the row on the sofa that seemed to be holding some kind of "ceremony", and became a little exasperated.

Originally, he still felt good about himself when he sang, but who knew that when he turned around, he saw this "not very harmful, but very humiliating" scene.

"What kind of songs do you sing by yourself, do you have no mental points?"

Tang Ze sighed, stood up and came to Conan's side, took the microphone, and patted Conan's shoulder: "Singing, it's really not suitable for you..."

He originally only knew this information, and when he saw Conan singing, he instinctively wanted to stop it, but after experiencing it personally...

Tang Ze felt that he still underestimated Conan's "lethality" to his ears, which was obviously the disadvantage of singing "Heavenly Negative".

No help, wait to die, and say goodbye.

"Do you all think so too?"

But everyone thinks so. Conan, who is the party involved, has no self-knowledge. He is a little unconvinced: "Even if I sing badly now, I can practice slowly! It's bad now doesn't mean it will be bad in the future!"

"Haha...Although it's not good to say that..." Mikazu Sato smiled awkwardly at Conan's gaze and said, "But I think Tang Ze is right..."

"I also think singing is not suitable for you... Haha..." Takagi also laughed awkwardly, not daring to look Conan's eyes.

Compared to the two adults who were still a little shy about Conan's slightly euphemistic mood, the other three little ones didn't seem so polite.

"It doesn't matter, even if Conan sings badly, we will not despise you."

Ayumi smiled and comforted: "And you are very good at reasoning, this is something that none of us can match!"

"Although Conan, you are excellent in other aspects, but you are absolutely not good at singing!" Mitsuhiko also complained mercilessly.

"It's really ugly!" Yuan Tai Tie Hanhan said directly: "It's like a song from hell!"

Faced with the straightforward words of the three little ones, Conan seemed to be directly pierced by three arrows, and suffered tremendous damage.

However, Conan was obviously unwilling to accept this reality. Facing everyone's words, he was still a little unconvinced until Huiyuan, who didn't speak, handed over her mobile phone...

"I recorded it, you can listen to it yourself."

Looking at Haiyuan's "sympathetic" eyes, Conan snorted coldly and immediately took the phone, and then chose to click on the audio.

After that, there was a somewhat frustrating song coming from the mobile phone. It seemed that someone was running around Tokyo seven or eight times while pinching his throat.

"This is really what I sang..." Conan listened to the song playing on the phone, his face twisted, and his face was suspicious of life.

"So you understand." Tang Ze patted Conan on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, the song is almost done, let's go to dinner."

Pulling Conan, who has become gray and white, Tang Ze greeted everyone to go out and find a nearby sushi restaurant to settle dinner.

Because Tang Ze and the two drank alcohol, the task of delivering the three little ones was handed over to Sato Mikazu. As for Conan and Haiyuan, they took a taxi home with Tang Ze.

As for the car can only come back tomorrow morning to open.

Although it was a little more troublesome the next day, Tang Ze still liked this kind of nightlife. After solving the case, having a drink with his colleagues to vent, can make people quickly get rid of the negative emotions brought about by the case.

After returning home, Ayako was still waiting in the living room.

"Didn't I tell you to go to bed first?" Tang Ze looked at the sleepy Ayako and said distressedly.

"You haven't come back yet, so you can't sleep well." Ayako smiled and got up to take Tang Ze's coat: "Did you drink too much?"

"No, I just drank some beer." Tang Ze smiled and said, "Okay, go to sleep, I'll go after I wash up.

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"Well, then I'll go to sleep first." Ayako smiled and said, "I've already adjusted the water temperature."

Watching Ayako enter the bedroom, Tang Ze entered the bathroom and started to rinse.

Not long after, Ayako, who was subconsciously sleepy, felt an arm wrap around her waist, and the familiar aura made her unconsciously approach that embrace.

Turning off the small table lamp by the bed, Tang Ze embraced Ayako and fell asleep.

..........

The next morning, Tang Ze took the subway and turned a corner after having breakfast, and came to the parking lot of yesterday's house.

It's just that the door of the main driver's car has not been opened where you are, and the phone on you did suddenly ring.

"Hey, isn't it... come again?"

After taking out his phone and looking at the name on the caller ID, Tang Ze couldn't help but complain: "Since I was forced to acquire this terrible talent, I always feel like I have become a "death"..."

Thinking that in the future, I can't confidently complain about Conan and Hattori Heiji's two broom stars, and Tang Ze feels a little less beautiful...

Am I going to join forces with these two "Death Gods" to form a walking "Life Harvester"?

Thinking about the future when the three of them would "enliven" the atmosphere as soon as they met, Tang Ze felt that the world was full of malice.

But the spit is the spit, the phone that should be answered still has to be answered, after all, solving a murder case is the work of a criminal.

After getting in the car and placing the flashing red siren on the car, Tang Ze drove towards the murder scene.

.........

The blue plastic sheet turned into a temporary "wall" to block the view. Several police cars with flashing red lights were parked outside, and uniformed patrolmen were maintaining order outside.

Above the apartment on the third floor, many people stood on the stairs and watched the criminals below busy at the crime scene.

Tang Ze parked the car, took out the criminal evidence and showed it to the criminal who maintained the order, and then walked towards the crime scene.

After putting on gloves and entering the "wall" composed of blue plastic sheets, he saw that Uncle Tommie was directing a group of staff from the knowledge department to take photos and collect evidence at the scene. Takagi on the side saw Tang Ze beckoning.

"What's the situation at the scene?" Tang Ze didn't even say a word and asked about the case.

"My name is Gao Hong Sanqiao, a 20-year-old sophomore at Rice University, who lives in Room 106 of this type of apartment." Takagi said, holding a driver's license with a photo of the messenger.

"What's the specific cause of death?" Tang Ze asked after glancing at his driver's license.

"I was pierced through my left chest by a sharp weapon."

Takagi turned his head and pointed to the position of the corpse with a white line on the ground: "You can tell by looking at the pool of blood on the ground. It is estimated that it was found and could not be saved. It is estimated that he died on the spot."

"The time of death was between three and four in the morning yesterday." Uncle Dengmi agreed.

"I'm afraid there are no witnesses at this point." Tang Ze heard the words and judged.

"It's true. This apartment is close to Rice Flower University, and the renters are all college students."

Officer Takagi said helplessly, "I'm either asleep at this point, or I haven't returned all night. No one heard anything at this time."

"The purse, keys, valuables and things in the room didn't look like a burglary."

At this moment, Sato Mikazu, who had checked the deceased's room, came over: "But one thing is a little strange."

"What's wrong?" Tang Ze asked curiously.

"Before the incident, the deceased had already called the police."

Mikako Sato turned to look at the boy behind him and said, "He provided it, not only that, but he also guessed who the culprit was."

"kindness?"

Hearing that, Tang Ze and others all turned their attention to the boy. The other party was a little nervous and bowed: "I'm Yamamoto, a classmate and roommate of Mitsuhashi."

"You said you know who the culprit is?" Tang Ze raised his eyebrows: "Can you tell me what's going on?"

"Ah, the specific situation is like this..." With Yamamoto's narration, everyone finally understood the ins and outs of the whole thing.

According to Yamamoto, Takahiro Sanhashi had recently made a new girlfriend, a first-year junior in the art department, called Yanchang Yuanzi.

But a while ago, the boyfriend that Luanchang Yuanzi had talked to before found Rice Flower University, and then he moved his hands without any reason, saying that he was the man of Luanchang Yuanzi.

Hearing this, Gao Hong Sanqiao, as a man, naturally couldn't tolerate it, so he immediately rushed up to fight with the other party.

Fortunately, there were still many classmates in the art department at the time, and the two were soon separated.

However, the man seemed to be two or three years older than them, but the whole person was very unreasonable.

After the separation of the two, Yuan Zi said on the spot that he dated Sanqiao after the two broke up, but he still felt that it was Sanqiao who stole his girlfriend. nice.

After that, he chased after the apartment and warned Gao Hong Sanqiao not to pester Luanchang Yuanzi again.

Once when the two were quarreling, he himself was beside him. Facing the man's provocation, Gao Hong Sanqiao seemed to be troubled. He directly said that if the other party came to find fault again, he would call the police.

Then the man said very irritably, if you dare to call the police, he will kill you first.

After that, the situation was very clear. Gao Hong Sanqiao didn't take the threat of the other party at all, and chose to call the police directly.

The other party in the back continued to practice finding faults, which made Gao Hong Sanqiao very annoying.

"So there is such a thing..."

Takagi touched his chin and looked at the crime scene: "If this is the case, then there is a high possibility that the other party chooses to commit a crime under impulse..."

"There is indeed a big suspicion." Sato Miwako nodded, then looked at Yamamoto and said, "Do you know that man's name?"

"I don't know that."

Yamamoto shook his head, but he seemed to have thought of something and then said "ah": "But you can ask Yuanchang Yuanzi. After all, the two have been in a relationship before, so they must be familiar with him."

"Then do you know where he is now?" Sato Miwako asked.

"Well... there is no class today, and I didn't answer the phone just now. I guess I'm still sleeping in the school dormitory..." Yamamoto replied after thinking for a while.

"Then please lead the way." Sato Mikazu nodded towards the two of them, and then called for another female inspector to follow Yamamoto and walked towards the campus of Rice Flower University.

As for why you want to rent a house near the school, don't ask, it's the reason everyone knows...

Miwako Sato, who was on the side, went to the women's dormitory to ask questions, while Tang Ze and Takagi went to Takahiro Sanqiao's room to check.

The room is relatively large, and after entering, there is a layout of one hall and two rooms.

One was the room of the boy named Yamamoto, and the other was the room of the deceased, Takahong Sanqiao, where the forensic staff went in and out to take photos and collect evidence.

The room seemed to be stacked with a lot of items, and there were various posters hanging on the wall, but although it was messy, it was untidy with the breath of life, not the messy look after it was destroyed by violence.

"Next, let's wait for news from Sato, and we should be able to solve the case soon." Takagi, who was looking at the room environment, said with a smile: "This time, it may be a common impulsive crime."

"I hope so, but things don't seem to be as simple as I imagined." Tang Ze said while looking at the environment of the room.

"Eh? Don't you have any other judgments, criminal Tang Ze?" Takagi asked with a look of surprise when he heard the words.

"According to the description of the deceased's roommate, Yamamoto, the other party should have hated Takahiro Sanqiao who stole his girlfriend. For this reason, he came to pester the deceased and the other party many times, but they ended up breaking up, right?"

Tang Ze looked at the easel in the corner of the room and walked towards the oil painting.

"Yes, but doesn't this just mean that the other party is very suspicious?" Takagi asked while following Tang Ze.

"I think it's just the other party's harsh words. The evidence is that the deceased did not act aggressively after calling the police, and was still just verbally finding fault."

Tang Ze's voice changed: "However, the residents of the apartment didn't hear the quarrel at all last night."

"Should it be a sudden attack?" Takagi couldn't help guessing after hearing Tang Ze's words.

"But have you ever wondered why the deceased didn't make a sound when he was stabbed to death in the chest?"

Tang Ze raised a question: "In this case, does the deceased really have no strength to resist to make a noise?"

"That said, it seems to be the case..." Takagi thought for a while and looked at Tang Ze and said, "So the culprit is premeditated? It's not an impulsive crime.

Is it possible that the other party covered the other party's mouth when he killed Gao Hong Sanqiao? "

"That's right, that's it." Tang Ze nodded and said, "So it's too early to draw conclusions now."

After explaining his doubts, Tang Ze looked at the oil painting in the room.

The overall style is drawn to the style, and the colors are colder. Half of the female face occupies two-thirds of the painting, while the other third is a building in the dark.

From Tang Ze's point of view, his level as a student is not bad.

According to the familiar smell he smelled, Tang Ze walked to the waiting cabinet on the side, opened the cabinet door, and caught sight of all kinds of paints stacked on each floor.