Chapter 228 It's not a loss to die after winning the prize, right?
night.
The phone at the Mori Detective Agency rang.
"Is this Mr. Mori? I'm Nakai." On the other end of the phone was Mr. Nakai, the reporter he met at the award ceremony during the day.
"Uncle, he fell asleep..." Edogawa Conan looked at Mouri Kogoro on the ground and said.
Mouri Kogoro was fast asleep after drinking.
"Then just wake him up, please." Mr. Nakai's voice also sounded drunk.
Edogawa Conan tried to wake him up.
However, I couldn't wake him up at all.
He had to hide and use a voice changer to answer the phone.
"Hello, I'm Maoli, what do you want from me?"
"Mr. Mori, I am Nakai, let me tell you..."
"If I die...it must be..."
"Ah——" A scream came from the other side.
"Mr. Nakai? Mr. Nakai? What happened?" Edogawa Conan asked quickly in the voice of Mouri Kogoro.
The phone call was hung up.
"Oops..." Edogawa Conan hurriedly called for Mouri Kogoro.
It has no effect and I can't wake up at all.
He had no choice but to take out the business card given by Mr. Nakai from Mouri Kogoro during the day.
Then he ran downstairs and hailed a taxi.
"Uncle, drive faster. My father died at home." He hurriedly handed his business card to the driver.
driver:????
"Then sit tight." The enthusiastic driver stepped on the accelerator.
Edogawa Conan expression intersection.
Hurry up, hurry up.
…
"Really, you have to force me to do something to you..." The man dropped the ashtray in his hand.
Looking at the man lying on the ground, he said coldly.
"Just in time, there are more coincidental photos."
"I'm really lucky." He sighed.
"Yes, you are really lucky." Behind him, someone echoed.
"Who is it..." The man turned his head in horror, but was pushed to the ground by the person behind him.
"Why are you trying to steal my trophy?" the person behind asked in a leisurely tone.
"I can't get back the reward even if I kill you..."
"But you'd better die." The person behind him declared coldly.
"Don't, don't kill me, I can give you the trophy and watch..." The man who was pressed to the ground, Yanase Ryuichi, sounded panicked.
"I don't like dirty things." The person behind him refused decisively.
"You must be very satisfied if I let you die the way you arranged."
"No—" Yanase Ryuichi fell into despair.
He just won an award.
The next second, he closed his eyes.
…
Edogawa Conan finally arrived at the scene.
What I saw through the window was a red house burning with fire.
The next moment, two figures broke the window and fell with their bodies covered in flames.
The sound of cameras "clicking" and "clicking" came from not far away.
And the flashing lights are constantly on.
Ryuichi Yanase and Mr. Nakai died on the spot.
"The cause of death was a fall from a high altitude. Before that, the two deceased had had a fight."
"It should be that the deceased Yanase Ryuichi sneaked into the deceased Nakai's home and attempted to kill him, but was discovered by Nakai, and the two fell from the window while fighting."
"As for the camera you mentioned Conan, it has been confirmed to be the camera used by Yanase Ryuichi."
"The timing of taking pictures is probably to capture the scene of Mr. Nakai's death."
"It seems that Yanase Ryuichi's previous photos were all taken using this method..." The police officer in charge of the case touched his chin and thought.
"Is that so?" the primary school student couldn't help but ask.
Is this really the case?
This is indeed how it should be.
Yanase Ryuichi sneaked into Mr. Nakai's home and attempted to kill him, but was discovered by Mr. Nakai.
During the fight, the two fell from the window together.
Both ended in death.
The photos in that camera also proved Yanase Ryuichi's purpose.
But……
Why do I always feel like something is wrong?
What's wrong?
Edogawa Conan fell into thinking.
…
[Photography award winner Yanase Ryuichi’s photos were taken like this...]
[The photographer who deliberately set fire to take photos...]
[The truth behind the death of correspondent Kazu Nakai and photography award winner Ryuichi Yanase...]
Early the next morning, the incident was reported on the news.
Tsushima Detective Agency.
Toru Amuro, Mu Midorikawa, and Shuji Tsushima, the three of them sat side by side on the sofa.
Holding the same newspaper in hand.
Then he put down the newspaper at the same time.
He picked up the cup on the coffee table and took a sip of tea.
"Sure enough, he died that night." Toru Amuro's tone was full of anticipation.
"This is in line with the organization's style." Midorikawa nodded while holding his cup.
You may wait for an opportunity to deal with those you can't afford to offend.
But for ordinary people like this, there is no need to wait at all.
"Shouldn't death after success and fame make people feel extremely satisfied?" Shuji Tsushima said sincerely while holding a tea cup.
What a great ending.
"But most people are afraid of death after they become successful." He said quietly.
[People not only pursue eternal life, but also pursue the glory of eternal wealth]
"After all, this is what most people pursue." Midorikawa Wu said in a gentle tone.
"But even if you kill Yanase Ryuichi, Tiamali won't be able to take back the prize..." Toru Amuro said in a puzzled tone.
"Tia doesn't care. Just like the code name she is targeting, as long as the person dies and no one uses it, she will be happy even if she can't change the code name." Shuji Tsushima said with a chuckle.
"But she told me yesterday that only children would care about this."
[Sure enough, only children care about this~——cahors] He tapped his phone.
I didn’t see the reply and didn’t care.
[But you may be spotted by the detective, although he can’t find you.——cahors]
…
Edogawa Conan, looking for clues.
However, no clues could be found.
Why...
Did the two of them really die accidentally?
No, there must be other clues.
Where is it? Where is it? Damn it!
"What a perseverant little detective..." the figure in the shadow said with a meaningful smile.
"It's a pity. Let me teach you. If you don't know how to keep a low profile, it's very dangerous."
"Kid, what are you looking for?" The honest-looking man suddenly appeared and asked.
Edogawa Conan looked around at the deserted area and smiled like a child.
"Uncle, have you found any strange people?" he asked.
"Weird people? Yes." The honest and honest man thought for a moment and nodded affirmatively.
"Where is it? Can you tell me?" Edogawa Conan asked immediately.
"Okay." The honest and honest man said with a smile.
"Isn't it you? Little detective——"
A slight sound sounded.
"Too much curiosity is not a good thing."
"High school detective, Kudo Shinichi."
Edogawa Conan's eyes widened.
The bullet penetrated his chest.
How could it be...
Who is it...
He fell to the ground, and the blood stains underneath him gradually spread.
The honest and honest man stood aside and watched the other person's eyes gradually lose their luster.
The man slowly picked up the bullet casing beside him.
He poked Edogawa Conan, whose breath was weak and would die in the next second.
He took out a bottle of healing potion from his body and poured it on the penetrating wound.
The flesh and blood on the chest that was originally penetrated by the bullet gradually squirmed and recovered, eventually turning into a light scar.
The man thought for a moment, then took out a bottle of spray from his body and sprayed it on the scar.
The scars gradually fade away.
Great, nothing can be seen now.
He put the bullet in the opponent's pocket and left happily.
That guy from Kaa said that it would be nice if the other party was taught a lesson and there was no need to kill him.
Although I have killed the opponent once, but...
Isn’t this not dead?
Fortunately, I had the foresight to ask Peino for a healing potion.
Although it's fun to do it, it's hard to explain to Kaa if you really kill someone.