He's in Detective Conan, but a Triumph Attorney.

The long-haired girl sat up straight and said apologetically. Conan blinked, still feeling a strong sense of disobedience.

So he asked.

"Sister, why do you pay attention to this information? Do you like reasoning too?"

The smile disappeared from the long-haired girl's face, but when she thought of the children next to her, she forced a small smile.

She looked at Matsuo Takashi on the stage with a complicated expression, and then replied softly.

"No, I don't like reasoning. I'm just more sensitive to the identities of detectives and policemen..."

(Really? Something still doesn’t seem right.)

(Is it her appearance? No, she looks like a very pretty girl. Is it her body type?)

Conan remembered the human skeleton diagram he had seen in Hawaii.

Although her shoulders are slender compared to men, they are a bit wide for women.

(A man dressed as a woman? Why? Do that for a show?)

(This guy has problems too.)

"Sister, what do you do for a living? Why are you so sensitive about the identities of a criminal detective and a police officer?"

Taking advantage of his appearance, Conan continued asking.

The boy disguised as a woman held his chin with his hand and stared at Matsuo Takashi and Mori Kogoro on the hosting platform.

After a while, he finally responded.

"Because I just graduated from medical school, I will be returning to my hometown to take over the clinic in the next few days..."

"Of course we should pay more attention to criminal police and police officers. The public security in some small places is very poor."

"If the police ever arrest the wrong person, there's still room for a U-turn if you have good connections."

The boy's words were meaningful.

Conan didn't ask any further, as he realized that the other person seemed to be carrying something.

That is something the other person would never tell a child.

When it comes to clichés, once or twice is enough. Any more will backfire.

So, in the end, Conan naively took out the flip phone from his pocket.

"Well, can I add my sister on LINE? If I get sick, I can ask my sister for treatment!"

(If I return to my hometown, there is no way I can go back to Beika Town to get treatment, right?)

The boy touched Conan's head.

Xiaolan next to them finally noticed the situation here.

She apologized to the boy embarrassedly.

"Oh, sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay. Add me on LINE, right? Sure."

The boy told Conan his number.

Then he thought about it and added another sentence.

"For the name of the note, let's use [Dr. Asai], right?"

(Doctor Asai? Is your last name Asai? A medical school graduate.)

(Small place, few policemen, few doctors.)

(I'll ask Dr. Agasa to check it out later.)

Conan nodded and noted the name.

Then, he continued to observe Matsuo Takashi's situation.

He only needs to do these, and leave the rest to Xiang Yuan.

(For lawyers, trusting their witnesses and trusting their friends is the basis.)

(For a detective, trusting his assistants and informants is also fundamental.)

Conan put his phone back in his pocket.

Chapter 30 Investigation

Xiang Yuanguang continued walking downwards.

The two security guards next to them were actually getting a little impatient.

If Xiang Yuanguang was not one of the special guests and famous detectives recognized by the famous host Takashi Matsuo.

I'm afraid that by now, they have already left and are doing their own things.

After all, the security personnel usually don’t have much work to do, and now they are suddenly subject to intensive searches, which is like making them work overtime, which is very unpleasant!

"Mr. Xiang Yuan, was someone really killed? And inside this building?"

"How could that be possible? The camera didn't capture anything."

After exploring the last room on the fifth floor, the security guard finally couldn't help but complain.

Xiang Yuanguang turned a deaf ear to it, but when he walked out of the room, he was suddenly stunned.

(The camera didn’t capture anything? I remember Nagai Ayako said that there was a stairwell from the ninth floor to the seventh floor that didn’t have a security camera installed because it was impossible to get into the floors below, so there was no need to install one.)

(That is, if the murderer wanted to kill without cameras recording, the body should be between the ninth and seventh floors, and it could not be on any lower floors.)

(However, I searched not only the ninth to seventh floors, but also the sixth to fifth floors below, but did not find the body.)

(Could it be that I really made a mistake and the deceased was not inside the building but outside? The actual meaning of Nagai Ayako's testimony is that someone killed someone in the stairwell between the ninth and seventh floors, which has no security cameras?)

blah blah.

The footsteps stopped suddenly.

The security guard walked forward while complaining, and did not notice that Xiang Yuanguang stopped at all.

He bumped into Xiang Yuanguang's back and then took several steps back.

Xiang Yuanguang himself did not move at all, as if he had not been hit by anyone at all.

(This guy has really good physique.)

(I think I’m pretty strong, but I didn’t even let him move.)

The security guard was shocked when he saw Xiang Yuanguang stroking his chin and thinking.

For a moment, he did not dare to speak again, for fear of interrupting Xiang Yuanguang's thoughts.

Moreover, from the perspective of physical fitness, if this lawyer detective uses Ronpa (physical), the two security guards following him will probably be directly Ronpa (KO)!

Lawyers are actually scary! This is also one side of magic cheese!

Xiang Yuanguang touched his chin and began to reorganize his thoughts.

(Nagai Ayako's testimony, added to the court record, indicates that a murder occurred. Matsuo Takashi's behavior indicates that he is a suspect. If the murder occurred in a stairwell between the seventh and ninth floors, and there is no body in the stairwell, then there will be no bodies in the rooms on the seventh through ninth floors.)

(So, if Takashi Matsuo was the murderer, he could only have used a gun to commit the crime, otherwise he would not have had the opportunity to kill the other people on the seventh to ninth floors without leaving any bodies. In that case, the bodies could have appeared outside the building.)

(From the stairwell on the seventh floor, where there are no security cameras installed, you can directly enter the small prop warehouse without being suspected. There I saw a window with traces of being opened. That should be the first scene of the shooting.)

"...Random killing? In the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, he runs to the seventh floor and shoots outside. Whoever he kills is who?"

This possibility is a little too scary. Random homicides are the most difficult to solve.

There is no motive, no witnesses, and even evidence is difficult to find.

"Mr. Xiang Yuan, have you thought of anything?"

Seeing that Xiang Yuanguang's forehead suddenly began to sweat, the security personnel next to him were shocked.

He asked cautiously.

But Xiang Yuanguang did not respond. He just walked outside and came to the stairwell.

The security personnel were not sure whether Xiang Yuanguang was going to go up or down, but he thought he was going down. After all, Xiang Yuanguang searched all the way to the fifth floor, and if he didn't find the body on the fifth floor, he would definitely go to the fourth floor.

He remembered the instructions given by Yefang Daoyan in the mixing room on the fourth floor, and hurriedly stood in front of Xiang Yuanguang.

"Mr. Xiang Yuan can't go to the fourth floor to investigate. Should we take the elevator directly to the third floor?"

Xiang Yuanguang, who was still thinking about a problem, had his train of thought interrupted.

He raised his head, frowning, and his spiky hair became sharper. His determined eyes made people wonder if he was going to tear off his blue suit in the next second, revealing the scar representing the Big Dipper, and then let out a strange cry and beat someone to death with a hundred consecutive hits.

The security guard took several steps back, swallowed, and then spoke the reason.

"Well, Mr. Yafu Daoyan said that he doesn't want anyone to disturb him on the fourth floor. So, for the sake of my salary assessment, uh, Mr. Xiang Yuan, can you not go to the fourth floor?"

Ye Fang Daoyan...?

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