Detective Conan: I, with my magical powers, am going to destroy the world!

"Don't worry, I will do everything in my power today to solve this case before he arrives and avenge you!"

"Besides, once I defeat that guy, you, as his defeated opponent, will surely bow down and admit defeat to me, right? Hehehe."

As Hattori Heiji spoke, he chuckled smugly. Conan's eyelids twitched violently twice, and he was speechless.

Hehe, you big dummy!

I was utterly humiliated by Chi Chufeng, but you haven't beaten him either, have you?

And who told you that I would bow down and admit defeat?

Conan glared at Hattori Heiji resentfully, then said seriously, "Hey, Hattori, how about we have a contest and see who finds out the truth first?"

"Oh? Are you planning to have a match?"

Hattori Heiji paused for a moment, then reached out and turned the brim of his hat to the front, smiling slightly. "Then so be it!"

He turned to Chika Shimoda and asked, "Madam, I'm a high school detective. Could you tell me the details?"

Upon hearing that it was a detective, Shimoda Chika wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and explained the situation.

Conan listened while silently examining the body.

He put on gloves and looked through the call logs and emails of the phone that had landed first.

Wait, two people were in contact with the deceased just a minute ago.

After hearing what had happened, Hattori Heiji asked, "Ms. Shimoda, after you drove Kawakami Kazunaka, whom you were drinking with, home, why did you stand outside the building taking pictures?"

"That's because I wanted to show off my boyfriend's apartment to my friends."

The explanation of Shimoda Chika's sobbing.

"I see," Hattori Heiji said noncommittally.

"In short, contact Kawakami and Nakamachi now and tell them to come back here as soon as possible. This is definitely not an ordinary suicide. Also, do you mind if we go to Mr. Takai's room now?"

"Yes, of course."

Chika Shimoda did not refuse at all.

A dozen minutes later, in Takai's room.

Conan and Heiji Hattori, wearing white gloves, searched the room and eventually gathered in Takai's bedroom, where they pondered the case together, rubbing their chins.

Conan asked, "Hattori, Takai must have fallen from this room, right?"

“Yes!” Hattori Heiji nodded. “Besides the balcony next door, only this window is open, and its location roughly matches; this should be it…”

Conan nodded and paced along the wall, looking at the ground.

“We checked carefully when we entered. The Takai family’s door was indeed locked from the outside, and there were no signs of it being pried open, so we can rule out the possibility of an intruder.”

"As for the room, we have checked it one by one, and we can confirm that there was absolutely no one other than the deceased in the room at the time of the incident."

Conan slowly walked to the window where Takai had fallen, looked up, and said with a solemn expression, "If I hadn't seen the curtains, I would have concluded that Mr. Takai committed suicide."

“That’s right!” Heiji Hattori stood next to Conan, looking up at the curtains.

"The curtains in this room have clearly been pulled forcefully; even the bearings are deformed. If Mr. Takai really wanted to commit suicide, why would he grab the curtains?"

"And that mark on the window."

Conan pointed to the window. "That must have been hit hard by something, right?"

"Finally, there's the location of the bed."

Hattori Heiji turned his head to look at the bed placed by the window, and then reached out to pinch his chin.

0.2 “A closer look at the ground reveals that the bed has clearly been moved, and just recently! My intuition tells me that this is definitely related to Mr. Takai’s death.”

"Therefore, Mr. Takai's death was definitely not suicide, but murder!"

Conan and Heiji Hattori reached a conclusion, then looked at each other, but neither of them felt happy at all.

It was only after inspecting the scene that they deduced that Takai's death was a homicide, not a suicide.

Chi Chufeng, on the other hand, only received a phone call and listened to a few words from Teacher Judy before concluding that it was murder.

How did that guy manage to do that?

This is so un-Ke Xueyi (a famous Chinese writer and writer)!

Chapter 352 Everyone knows we are the Grim Reapers?

As the two were discussing, Judy's voice came from the doorway, "Inspector Megure, you've arrived."

Inspector Megure looked at Conan and Heiji Hattori inside the room, adjusted his hat, and muttered with a helpless expression:

"Conan? Hattori? No wonder you two are everywhere! Lord Akaso was right, you really are Grim Reapers."

"Hahaha..." Conan and Hattori both laughed awkwardly.

That guy, Chi Chufeng, has told so many people that we are the Grim Reapers!

You know, you're a famous Onmyoji, and many people believe what you say!

Conan squinted, scratched his head, and said in a cute manner, "What Grim Reaper! It's just a coincidence, a coincidence! I came to see Ms. Jodie today, but I didn't expect to run into another case."

Inspector Megure was speechless. He pointed into the room and stared at Conan and Heiji Hattori with dead fish eyes.

"Did you two do what you did before, investigate this room without permission?"

Hattori Heiji waved his hands in even more embarrassment.

“Inspector Megure, don’t worry about the details! We investigated ourselves, but we were all wearing gloves and shoe covers, and we definitely didn’t disturb the scene in any way.”

"You two guys..."

Inspector Megure curled his lip and turned to direct his subordinates.

The police immediately began investigating the scene, while Officer Takagi approached Conan and Heiji Hattori to question them.

"Hattori-kun, our police encountered the deceased's girlfriend downstairs earlier."

"She said that the deceased, Mr. Takai, committed suicide because she and two other colleagues locked the door from the outside when they left, making it impossible for outsiders to enter. Is what she said true?"

"Yes." Hattori Heiji nodded.

"We can testify that the door was locked from the outside. However, it is probably not accurate to say that the victim committed suicide."

"We suspect the victim was murdered!"

"What? Murdered?" Inspector Megure and Inspector Takagi were both taken aback, then their expressions turned serious. "What evidence do you have?"

"This..." Hattori Heiji was about to answer when the policeman walked in with three other men, bowing to Inspector Megure and saying:

"Inspector Megure, Mr. Takai's girlfriend has brought over two other colleagues who were drinking with us this afternoon. These two are Mr. Nakamachi Michiya and Mr. Kawakami Noboru."

Upon hearing this, Inspector Megure was about to greet them when Conan and Heiji Hattori, their eyes lighting up, approached and asked:

"Mr. Nakamachi, Mr. Kawakami, hello! We have some questions we'd like to ask you, may we?"

Michiya Nakamachi and Noboru Kawakami looked at Conan and Hattori, somewhat bewildered.

Why are they questioning high school students and children? Shouldn't it be the police?

Inspector Megure's lips twitched, and a "well" shape popped out on his forehead.

You two little devils, that's too much! Am I the inspector or are you?

Several tens of minutes later, the questioning of Shimoda Chika, Nakamachi Michiya, and Kawakami Noboru ended.

Inspector Megure frowned and said, "I see. So you were so drunk that Takai started swearing that Mr. Kawakami took him to his bedroom and then left."

"After that, Ms. Shimoda drove Mr. Kawakami and Mr. Nakamachi home. When she got back to the apartment building, she wanted to take pictures of Mr. Takai's apartment to show her friends. So she took pictures downstairs, but unexpectedly Mr. Takai fell out of the window."

"When Mr. Takai fell, Mr. Kawakami was on the phone with Mr. Takai, and shortly before Mr. Takai fell, Mr. Nakamachi sent Mr. Takai a text message."

That's how it is, isn't it?

“Yes, that’s right.” Shimoda, Nakamachi, and Kawakami nodded in unison.

Takagi checked the phone over and said:

“Inspector Megure, Mr. Takai did receive a call from someone named Noboru Kawakami. Also, about two minutes before that call, his phone received a text message with the number 593 from Michiya Nakamachi.”

The text message read: "You said that if you want to get ahead, you have to disregard human relationships. I don't agree with that. Please be more considerate of your subordinates' feelings." That was the full text of the text message.

Hattori Heiji stroked his chin with one hand, pondering:

"Mr. Nakamachi's text message seemed fine, and Mr. Kawakami only spoke to the deceased by phone, which also seemed normal."

"That's really strange. How did the murderer make the victim jump off the building? Hey, Conan, have you figured anything out?"

Suddenly, Hattori Heiji's cell phone rang.

He paused for a moment, then took out his phone from his pocket, pressed the answer button, and said, "Hello, who is this?"

The phone call was intermittent and unclear.

"Hey, can't you hear me? The signal here is terrible..."

Hattori Heiji looked around with a hint of helplessness, then quickly walked to the balcony.