Conan's First Love is a Profiler

Chapter 133 Takagi's First Reasoning Show
"Yesterday morning, the deceased came to this study one kilometer away from his home on the banks of the Xingze River for work. At eight o'clock last night, the deceased called his wife and said he would not be returning home tonight."

"In other words, the earliest time of death was after the phone call? What about the inferred time of death?"

"He died from two blows with a blunt instrument between 5 and 7 this morning. Blood was found on the trophy that fell next to the body, which matched the wounds and can be determined to be the murder weapon."

After hearing all this, Qinghai Chuantang suddenly realized something, clapped his hands, and said excitedly: "I already know who the murderer is."

The three of them looked at her, waiting for her next words.

Everyone has their own thoughts.

Conan: Could it be that she figured out who the murderer was at a glance?
Ye Jiusheng: As expected of Miss Tang, you are really amazing.

Takagi: Ms. Tang, why don’t you consider becoming a police officer?

"The murderer is a fan of Mr. Hoshizawa, and also a crazy fan."

"what?"

The three of them blinked their eyes, all with an expression that said "are you kidding me?"

"Don't be impatient, just listen to me. That person sneaked into Mr. Hoshizawa's office, like this."

Qinghai Chuantang tiptoed and glanced around from time to time, really like a thief.

"Here is a trophy, hehe."

"Hey, what are you doing?"

She deliberately lowered her voice so that everyone could clearly distinguish the role she was playing.

Soon he put on a panicked expression again.

"That's not the case. Listen to my explanation!"

"What was it like?" She lowered her voice again.

"That. Then the murderer picked up the trophy and accidentally killed the man."

After listening to Qinghai Chuantang's reasoning, the situation in the house had become so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Takagi smiled awkwardly and thought to himself: Could it be that Miss Tang was influenced by Mr. Maori?

"If it was a fan, he would have taken the trophy. And if it was a thief, there would be no need to push the stone down."

"There were no signs of a struggle in the house, which means the victim and the murderer might have known each other."

After listening to Gao Mu's reasoning, Qing Haichuantang gave a thumbs up to express his affirmation.

"It seems that the Japanese police force doesn't necessarily need detectives as 'saviors'."

CONAN: Thank you. I am offended.

When the police investigate a case, they need to follow corresponding procedures, but detectives can skip these trivial tasks because they are free after all.

However, forensic and autopsy work is still the responsibility of the police and is crucial and indispensable.

After all, getting a prisoner to plead guilty and having him successfully sentenced after being transferred to the procuratorate are two different concepts.

"Officer, the victim's wife is here."

Hoshizawa Hegan's wife, named Qian Jing, is a woman with her hair tied up and wearing a kimono.

As soon as she entered the study and saw the situation in front of her, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

But because there were other people around, she was very careful to suppress her tears, took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears while crying.

He then rushed to Fukawakuko and looked at this scene with a shocked expression.

It seemed that he was unwilling to believe that what he saw was true.

After the two walked out of the study and came to the living room, they began the necessary questioning process.

At the same time, they also met Hoshimura Rumi and Ito Taeko who came down from upstairs.

"Mr. Fukawa, what are you doing here today?"

"I made an appointment with the teacher to discuss the serialization plan. So I went to the teacher's house around four in the morning."

Because Xingzawa Hegan said that it would be more auspicious.

Therefore, negotiations are usually conducted at sunrise while looking at Mount Fuji.

As for Hoshimura's study in the United States, he missed the deadline, so he had been waiting at Hoshizawa Hegishi's house since morning.

"Ma'am, you spoke to Mr. Hoshizawa on the phone last night, right? Was there anything unusual about Mr. Hoshizawa at that time?"

Takagi looked at her.

"I'm sorry. Please wait until Madam calms down a little before asking about this kind of topic."

Fukawa Kuko said.

"I am okay."

Qian Jing said: "It's just like before. Because the deadline is approaching, he said he would sleep in the office."

After she finished speaking, she looked up at the three people standing there.

"Because he has an appointment with Mr. Fukawa to discuss something tomorrow, so he asked me to wait at home."

"Do you have any idea about what happened to Mr. Hoshizawa?"

Qian Jing thought about it and shook her head.

"My husband doesn't have a wide social circle, and I've never heard of him getting into any trouble."

"Has anything changed in the study?"

"No, nothing special has changed. I come to clean once a week."

None of the three editors had ever entered that room, so they couldn't provide any valuable clues.

Finally, Takagi confirmed one thing with Qianjing.

"Originally, there was a Fuji stone here."

Conan felt a little confused after hearing this, "Fuji Stone?"

Qian Jing nodded and explained: "I found it on the Internet. It was a stone brought from Mount Fuji during the Meiji era. My husband happily bought it. But..."

"Thank you. Please take a rest for a while."

So, Ye Jiusheng took Qian Jing away, leaving only Conan and Takagi.

"Conan."

"Officer Takagi, what's wrong?"

Conan stopped and turned to look at him with a puzzled look on his face.

"This murder case and the Rolling Stone you encountered before should be committed by the same person, right? The purpose is to create an alibi."

This time, Gao Mu is on the third level.

Just as Conan was about to nod, he suddenly thought of his current identity.

He immediately smiled and said, "Officer Gao Mu, you should ask Sister Xiao Tang about this! I'm not a detective, nor a profiler or anything like that."

"Ms. Tang said this was a case of love, and then she went to the open space to play with the drone."

After saying that, Gao Mu sighed.

“I always feel that passing the promotion exam was purely due to luck.”

The police hold various rank promotion exams throughout the year, with the chance of winning being only one in several tens of percent.

He was happy that he had become an inspector and could stand shoulder to shoulder with Sato.

But when faced with the sudden appearance of a junior, I instantly felt the pressure. I was afraid that I would not be able to do well, and I was also afraid that I would not be able to guide the other party correctly.

I always feel that what I have mastered and known is still too shallow.

So recently, he has been planning to take the initiative to ask for a demotion.

"Officer Takagi, don't lose heart! Didn't Sister Xiaotang say before that the Japanese police don't necessarily need detectives as their 'saviors'. If you give up just like that, you'll be letting down those who have placed their hopes in you."

"I don't think Officer Sato would want to see you looking so dejected right now."

Once people are in a position, they want to do things that bring them a sense of accomplishment.

Instead of always letting the detective or profiler be the leader.

Takagi is like a child who longs for encouragement and praise from others, which becomes his nourishment and motivation to move forward.

In an instant, he seemed to be full of energy again.

"This time, I will definitely find out the truth!"

After saying that, Takagi immediately ran back to the living room and asked the four people for proof of their alibi.

Conan's expression and actions at this moment were very similar to Falcon, who stretched out his hand but still couldn't call Ziwei.

At the estimated time of death on the banks of the Hoshizawa River, between 5 and 7 a.m., Chijing and Fukawa Kuko were both in the main house and were witnessed by neighbors.

When the stone fell at 10 o'clock, it was also in the main house and had been confirmed with the courier.

During the presumed time of death, Ito Taeko had no alibi.

But when the stone fell, he was with Qinghai Chuantang and others, so his alibi is valid.

Hoshimura Rumi was in Tokyo at the estimated time of death and took the 7:12 train, so her alibi is valid.

But he had no alibi when the stone fell, claiming to be taking a walk in the woods.

To sum it up, no one can murder the banks of the Hoshizawa River and make the stone roll down at the same time.

"Um, Officer Takagi, can I bother you for a moment?"

"what happened?"

Fukawa Kuko came over and whispered, "Actually, just now, because Mrs. Hoshizawa was here, I couldn't say it. It seems that Mr. Hoshizawa is having an extramarital affair."

Several times a month, Hoshizawa Hegishi would ask me to pretend to meet him in Tokyo to discuss work.

But as to who the target was, Fukawa Kuroko was not sure.

After all, it's not easy for him to get to the bottom of it.

"Senior Takagi, I found it!"

"what?"

Gao Mu walked over and saw that Ye Jiusheng was holding a cowhide notebook in his hand.

"It was mixed in with the bookcase and it was the only one covered in leather, so I thought it was weird."

"so."

"Takagi-senpai, don't you have the experience of wrapping your erotic novel in a book cover to disguise it?"

Faced with the other party's gossipy eyes, Takagi turned his head away and coughed awkwardly.

"Children don't understand the happiness of adults."

CONAN: Thank you. I am offended.

"Detective Yejiu, lend it to me to take a look!"

After reading it, Conan showed an expression of "I see".

"I didn't expect that Mr. Hoshizawa had a hobby of writing a diary, and it was recorded that he enjoyed dating two female editors at the same time in private."

After Takagi took the diary and finished reading it, he took out a book called "Guide to the Law of Prisoner Selection" from his arms and began to read it.

"I see, that's how it is. It seems my guess is correct."

His tone was filled with joy.

Even though it wasn't the end yet, the other party seemed to be convinced that his choice was the right one, which made Conan curious about the book.

"Officer Takagi, can you lend me the book?"

After taking the book handed to me, I turned to the first page and saw the author's name printed in addition to the title of the book - Qinghai Chuantang.

Suddenly, an unreliable aura came over me.

It feels like solving the case has been trifled with.

But after carefully reading the table of contents and content, I found that this is indeed a classic that can be called a popular science textbook.

Starting from the analysis of details, it teaches people how to piece together scattered fragments into a complete picture.

"Officer Takagi."

Conan looked up and wanted to ask something, but found that the other party had left.

Everyone gathered in the living room, waiting for Takagi to carry out his reasoning.

Nervous, nervous, uneasy and excited, with a hint of excitement in it.

Conan walked over quietly, sat on the sofa, and waited for the other party's reasoning show.

(End of this chapter)