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Chapter 17 You look at the top of your head

There are two families on this floor, and the one at the end is deserted and looks like there is no one living there.

The house on the left was bustling. The door was wide open, and police officers were in and out from time to time, and they could hear the sound of footsteps walking back and forth, the sound of low discussions, etc.

This was Shiraishi's first contact with the murder scene - the one in the amusement park did not count, after all, it was an attempt. He stood at the door and looked inside cautiously.

Several policemen were gathered in the middle of the hall, putting a body into a body bag, probably preparing to send it for dissection.

The deceased was an obese young man with a fatal injury on his back and heart. His shirt was stained with blood and his hair was stained with blood. He looked sloppy and greasy.

After watching from a distance for two seconds, Shiraishi looked away as usual and touched the goosebumps on his arms.

Soon, the police had sorted out the body bags and stood up one after another. After they left, a circle of white human-shaped traces appeared on the ground, which looked like a person lying on the ground.

As the body left, Bai Shi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and finally had time to look at the others in the hall.

I looked at the ground first. A boy who looked like a primary school student was lying on the wooden floor, holding a magnifying glass I found from somewhere in his hand, and checking everywhere.

He wore a conspicuous red bow around his neck. Shiraishi looked at it for a while and recognized it as Conan's iconic voice changer.

When he thought of this, he unconsciously felt a chill on his neck and almost wanted to raise his hand to cover it.

After suppressing this impulse, Shiraishi's gaze slid down and looked at Conan's wrist.

Unexpectedly, Conan's hands were empty and he was not wearing an anesthesia watch. This surprised Shiraishi a little. He always thought that the voice changer and watch appeared in a set.

...It seems that the doctor also has CDs, and it takes a few days to make something new.

In addition to Conan, Kogoro Mori and Ran Mori were also on the scene. The father and daughter were gathering in a corner of the hall and whispering to a woman.

The woman's back is facing Bai Shi. She has a taller height than ordinary girls. Her slender back is covered with long brown wavy hair scattered to her waist...

Isn’t this the one who tripped by him just now? He changed his clothes so quickly?

But soon, Shiraishi realized that he had recognized the wrong person.

As soon as I turned my head, I could see that Yuko Ikezawa was sitting alone on the sofa, wearing her original clothes.

...The backs of these two people are really similar. Is this hairstyle popular in the island country now?

"Miss Yoko is cute." A voice suddenly appeared next to him.

Shiraishi turned his head and saw Mikako Sato standing next to him, looking at Yoko Okino, the person who was talking to the Maori father and daughter intoxicatedly.

Sato whispered:

"I am worthy of being a popular Sanqi artist. Real people are more beautiful than those in the camera. People are also very polite. I just handed her tissues and she even said thank you."

"..." Normal people would say it. Shiraishi looked at her speechlessly, but unexpectedly there was a passerby fan lurking next to her.

At this time, I don’t know if the idol’s “anti-peeping radar” was activated. Yoko Otsuno suddenly turned around and found Shiraishi and Mikako Sato looking at her. She nodded at the two of them and smiled reluctantly.

It was discovered by the main owner and it was difficult to continue peeping the duo.

Shiraishi turned his head and looked elsewhere, preparing to carefully observe what is the special environment here to facilitate the collection of information.

As soon as he turned around, he was shocked.

Someone stood behind him at some point—Mui police department was about to pat him on the shoulder and call him.

Seeing Shiraishi turn around, Memu's police department was stunned and lowered his hand and shook him twice: "It's Shiraishi, I'm Memu."

This is a middle-aged police officer with a large beer belly, wearing a brown windbreaker, a brown tie, dark brown pants, darker brown shoes, and a brown round-edged bowler on his toe.

...This is how much I like brown.

After saying hello and after greeting, the police officer of Memu twisted his heavy mustache and briefly explained:

"You can watch whatever you want, or take photos, but don't destroy the crime scene, let alone move around with evidence like those bastard detectives. In addition, the collected information can only be used in data statistics, and no photos can be spread out."

"Okay." Shiraishi agreed one by one, trying hard to look directly at the police station with his sincere eyes, but his eyes did not meet his wishes, and he always floated up unconsciously.

It’s not that he has a problem with his eyes, nor is he guilty or something, but...

——From Shiraishi's perspective, Meguro's police department was pressing against a translucent text bubble, and an exclamation mark was written inside.

The exclamation mark is bold and capitalized, and the bubbles are constantly shaking up and down slightly, which is very similar to the NPCs that post tasks in the game. Shiraishi was very itchy when he saw it. He wanted to press F to Meguri's police department to receive the task.

Unfortunately, there is no keyboard at hand.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my hat?" His eyes fluttered a lot. The police department of Megu finally noticed something was wrong. He looked up in confusion, and at the same time reached out to touch the brim of his hat.
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