The world of science is unscientific

"Ayami-neechan, have you been living at Yusuke-nii's house all this time?"

“No,” Nakamiya Ayami smiled. “I’ve been staying in hotels. I was planning to leave Tokyo yesterday, but then that happened, so I had to come and stay here for a while.”

"Oh, that's good," Ai Haibara thought to herself with a sigh of relief.

"So, sister, do you have a boyfriend?"

Nakamiya Ayami's eyes suddenly brightened with mischief as she leaned close to Haibara Ai's ear and whispered, "No, but I think I'm starting to like the boss."

!

Just as Ai Haibara was getting nervous, she saw the smile on Ayami Nakamiya's face.

I've been scammed...

Nakamiya Ayami covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

"What are you talking about? You seem to be having a lot of fun."

Yusuke Suzuki came out to wait for the rice to cook, his rolled-up sleeves revealing beautifully defined muscles.

"nothing!"

The two people, one big and one small, spoke in unison.

"So that's what it is," Suzuki Yusuke shook his head, but he didn't want to pry into the girls' conversation, so he sat down on the sofa and teased Asuka.

After being poked in the nose three times, Asuka ran into Ai Haibara's arms with a look of disgust.

He's truly all alone.

In the afternoon, after taking Ai Haibara home, Yusuke Suzuki went to the detective agency. Hearing that Ran was going to see a movie, he wondered if he should go with her, but Kogoro Mouri stopped him as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Yusuke, you stay here and keep Conan and me company," Kogoro Mouri said, looking at Conan with some dissatisfaction. "It's such a hassle to leave this kid to take care of all by myself!"

Conan: "..."

It's as if he'd rather be with a confused old man.

"Ran-neechan probably just wanted to bring good luck," Conan said innocently. "Because she said I always happen to be there when a case is solved."

Kogoro Mouri felt he was being alluded to as well, and angrily retorted, "What?! This is purely a coincidence!"

"If you say so, then so be it," Suzuki Yusuke said, too lazy to even speak, and simply found a seat and sat down. "So what do we do next?"

"How about we go out for a big meal tonight!" The bumbling detective had recently had some spare cash and was quite generous. "I can afford to treat anyone as long as it's not too high-end."

Time flew by and evening arrived, dashing Kogoro Mouri's hopes for a big meal. In the afternoon, he had received a request.

Just as the phone rang, Suzuki Yusuke sensed something was wrong and tried to run away, but was stopped by Conan and the bumbling detective.

At this moment, they were waiting for the client to arrive.

"welcome."

Hearing the sound, Kogoro Mouri looked up and saw a young man wearing glasses and a light blue sweater walking over.

After glancing at them, the man walked directly over to them and sat down next to Suzuki Yusuke.

"You must be Mr. Ueda," Kogoro Mouri put down his cigarette, and when he saw the other man cough, he quickly stubbed it out. "Excuse me, excuse me, are you allergic to cigarettes?"

After calming down, Ueda Joji ordered a hot coffee and immediately spoke after the waiter left, "I came to see you this time because of Dr. Yoshimura, who is also from the Capital Medical University."

"So, the threatening calls haven't decreased at all?"

“Not only that,” Ueda Joji leaned forward, somewhat anxiously, “he said the situation seems to be worsening. At first, he only received a few provocative letters, but recently, the threatening phone calls have never stopped.”

He felt like he was being followed when he went out, and now he's going crazy. He's very worried that if anything goes wrong with the diagnosis, everything will be over.

Kogoro Mouri also realized the seriousness of the situation and sighed, "This is indeed quite a headache."

“I asked him, and he didn’t know who would do such a thing,” Ueda Joji’s expression grew increasingly grave. “That’s why we wanted to ask you to help investigate and find out who would do such a thing and what their purpose is.”

"I understand," the bumbling detective said in a second, his expression changing dramatically as he confidently pounded his chest. "Leave this to me, Kogoro Mouri!"

While the bumbling detective was taking on too much, Suzuki Yusuke noticed that Ueda Joji raised his hand to check the time, and then looked out the window.

“That’s fine,” Ueda Joji said, taking out his phone after hearing that Kogoro Mouri wanted to talk to the person in question first. “Then, I’ll make a call and see if he’s home.”

Strange, Suzuki Yusuke thought as he watched Ueda Joji walk away. Was it really necessary to go that far to make a phone call? It wasn't like it was anything shady; he was just asking if someone was home.

This person might not be the murderer.

What method could it be?

Soon, Ueda Joji returned. "Yoshimura is at home right now. I'll lead the way."

This was even stranger. After leaving the coffee shop, Suzuki Yusuke was basically certain that this person was the murderer.

Since Yoshimura is at home now, why did he ask Ueda Joji to come and contact Mouri Kogoro?

It would be clearer if you described it yourself. Since you've chosen to hire a detective, you'll eventually have to discuss it in person. Is it really necessary to waste time with an intermediary?

The result was even more unexpected: Yoshimura's apartment was actually right across from the coffee shop street.

There was a pink car parked downstairs. Suzuki Yusuke remembered that the car had just stopped when Ueda Joji checked his watch.

Interesting. Suzuki Yusuke's interest was piqued.

Chapter 114: It's been a while since I filmed it, but I'm still skilled.

By the way, is that the flower shop's truck?

Yusuke Suzuki suddenly smelled a strong floral fragrance. He had been quite far away before, but now he could smell it clearly.

Suddenly, a terrified scream rang out.

"What is that sound?"

"Over here!" Conan shouted, taking the lead.

The three ran over and saw that someone had fallen from the building.

"Uncle, call an ambulance quickly!"

"Yoshimura!" Ueda Joji suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "It's none other than Yoshimura Mitsuo!"

As he spoke, Ueda Joji rushed over and helped Yoshimura Mitsuo up, "Yoshimura, wake up, Yoshimura!"

Half an hour later, Inspector Megure arrived.

"Brother Mori, Brother Suzuki." Inspector Megure glanced at the two men, said nothing more, and gestured for Chiba and Nobu to investigate quickly.

He was feeling a bit tired and didn't want to do anything for the time being.

Yusuke Suzuki immediately realized that he had been caught in the crossfire of the bumbling detective and Conan again, but he couldn't refute it, which made him very angry.

A short while later, Chiba Kazunobu arrived. "We found the key to Yoshimura's room in his pocket."

"So, Mori-kun, you were asked by Mr. Yoshimura to come and find him when this accident happened?" Inspector Megure, having calmed down a bit, looked at Kogoro Mori.

“Yes,” the muddle-headed detective stated earnestly, “according to his friend, Mr. Ueda, Mr. Yoshimura currently appears to be being threatened by unidentified individuals.”

"Mr. Yoshimura's room is on the fifth floor of this apartment building, the one on the far right."

Megure looked up and said, "He fell from his own room. Let's go to Mr. Yoshimura's room now. Maybe we can find some clues."

As everyone rode the elevator, Suzuki Yusuke confirmed that Ueda Joji was the murderer.

Just now, when Yoshimura Mitsuo fell from the building, Ueda Joji was not far away. As soon as he ran to the corner, he started shouting "Mitsuo", not to mention that the alley was already very dark at the time.

However, this cannot be used as evidence and needs to be investigated further.

What kind of method is it that allows someone to jump off a building at a set time without being present at the scene?

There were no signs of being bound on Yoshimura Mitsuo's body, and he was still alive when he fell, indicating that he jumped voluntarily.

"What's wrong with this elevator?" Kogoro Mouri asked, somewhat annoyed.

The apartment manager smiled sheepishly, "This elevator is specially designed to stop on every floor to prevent theft."

"I see," Kogoro Mouri said speechlessly, "It's really frustrating when something happens."

“You’re right, so Mr. Yoshimura usually uses the emergency staircase in the warehouse next door to go up and down the stairs when he has an emergency.”

"The emergency staircase next door?"

“He’s right,” Ueda Joji chimed in. “Actually, there’s a perfect spot on his balcony to jump to the fire escape stairs in the warehouse next door. I’ve tried to dissuade him from doing so several times before.”

Is that so?

Yusuke Suzuki suddenly realized the key point: since Yoshimura had this habit, he could use it to his advantage to achieve his goal.

Upon reaching the fifth floor, Ueda Joji requested to change his clothes first, as his sweater had been stained with blood when he helped Yoshimura Mitsuo earlier, and his room was upstairs.

Megure Juzo naturally agreed.

Is this to destroy evidence? Suzuki Yusuke wanted to follow, but had no reason to. He glanced at Conan and gave him a look.

However, the two lacked rapport and their communication failed.

Upon entering the room, it was neat and clean, the windows were open, and there were no signs of a struggle.

"There's still wine on the table?"

Inspector Megure glanced at it and saw that all the ice in the ice bucket had melted into water.

“It’s probably to relieve stress,” Kogoro Mouri sneezed. “It’s said that he’s so afraid of what to do when he’s not working at the hospital.”

“Oh, by the way,” the apartment manager confirmed, “I’ve also noticed suspicious people hanging around Mr. Yoshimura lately, and they often come to see him in the middle of the night.”

Upon reaching the balcony, Suzuki Yusuke immediately spotted a slipper on the shelf above the warehouse next door, a pair that matched the one worn on Yoshimura Mitsuo's corpse.

Can slippers fly that far?

Even if someone accidentally slipped and fell while jumping on the fence, their slippers should have been near the fence, not that far away.

Yusuke Suzuki estimated that the slipper was at least two meters away from the fence.

As for throwing the slippers over first, you wouldn't just throw one.

After taking a look, Kogoro Mouri immediately concluded that this was an accident.

Another unexpected incident...

Wait, where's Conan?