"Otherwise it would be unreasonable for three of them to fall here at the same time..."
The guests around him were talking in low voices.
Some of them are famous authors and some are sitting members of Congress.
There are also popular entertainers and wealthy people with wealth in their hands.
But without exception, everyone present had a normal relationship with Tonkou Shigehiko.
Because...
Congressman Tunkou had been standing alone since he arrived at the memorial service.
Except for being surrounded by a bunch of media when he was at the door, he had no other companions by his side.
Maybe there used to be.
But once his corruption and bribery were exposed, his companions wished he was dead.
To avoid swallowing Shigehiro's continued life, it would involve other people.
The people gathered here quickly attracted the attention of the police.
"Please give way."
Officer Megure came over and saw Shuji Tsushima and Kenzo Matoyama surrounded by the crowd.
There were also two children lying on the ground and a child being held by Kenzo Masayama.
"Brother Tsushima, what's going on?" Officer Megure looked at it and asked Shuji Tsushima directly in the wheelchair.
Officer Takagi squatted on the ground and observed the two children lying on the ground.
When he raised the face of one of the boys, his expression was very surprised.
"Isn't this... Conan next to Mr. Maori? This is Xiao Ai... Why are the two of them here?" Officer Takagi said in a strange tone.
"I brought them here because I met Conan on the way here. He told me that they were hungry, so I brought them two here." Shuji Tsushima took the initiative to take the blame.
"But I don't know why they fell here." The young man sounded worried.
"I checked Mr. Fanshan's grandson's eyes and found that he was not in a coma due to drug addiction..."
"I can only ask Officer Takagi to check if there are any strange marks on Conan's body, such as drug injection..."
"If necessary, we can actually draw blood for testing..." Tsushima Shuji touched his chin and said as if he was thinking.
"No, these three children were probably just tired from playing and couldn't help but fall asleep." Masuyama Kenzo simply refused.
How could he possibly agree to let the police conduct a blood test on Havana? This was an experimental subject from the organization's laboratory.
Who knows what the police will find in Havana's blood.
It would be bad if he was also suspected by the police.
"There is nothing wrong with Conan's body... and there are no traces of drug injection. It looks like he was too tired and fell asleep..." Officer Takagi, who turned over Edogawa Conan, raised his head and said
.
"Children are the ones who can sleep regardless of the situation once they are tired of playing." Kenzo Masayama said with a kind smile.
"That's right..." Officer Megure rubbed his chin and thought.
"But it's not good to sleep on the ground. Brother Takagi, please send Conan and the others to sleep on the sofa." He ordered with a wave of his hand.
"Okay, Officer Megure." Takagi nodded, holding Conan and Haibara Ai in each hand, and left.
The police present asked the guests one by one if they had seen any suspicious persons.
"Officer, when can we leave?" Some guests couldn't help but ask.
"This kind of thing seems to be an accident at first glance. Do you need to ask any more questions?" someone said in a cool tone.
"That's right. If you want to control the chandelier to fall without leaving any trace, and just hit Mr. Tunkou in the dark, it's impossible no matter how you think about it."
"If there is really a murderer, how did the murderer determine the location of Mr. Tunkou?"
"There's nothing to explain other than an accident."
One after another, people with different identities stood up and spoke with reason.
He was completely convinced that this was an accident.
even……
Even if it wasn't an accident, they were going to make it an accident.
Tonkou Shigehiko is dead, and the police investigation ends here.
If you continue to check...
Many people in the crowd showed worried and determined eyes.
You have to stop the police from continuing their investigation.
"But the police came really quickly..." someone said in an appreciative tone.
"Actually, someone called the police a long time ago, saying that someone was going to kill Mr. Tunkou at this memorial service." Officer Memu explained with a serious face.
"Could it be that the person who reported the crime could predict the future? So someone must be trying to kill Mr. Tunkou?" Someone laughed disdainfully.
"Why don't you ask Officer Memu to explain the situation?" someone suggested.
"This...I don't know who he is." Officer Megure said awkwardly.
"The voice on the phone was made using a voice changer. Don't tell me your identity. You can't even tell whether it's a man or a woman." Officer Memu shook his head.
Shuji Tsushima: Shinichi Kudo, male.
Of course it's him, who else could it be besides him?
But the other party at this moment...
Still in the dream.
"Brother Tsushima, look at this..." Officer Megure looked around at the impatient guests waiting around.
Due to their status, the police could not forcefully detain them.
"President Tsushima is still a detective, why not listen to his opinion." Someone turned the topic to Shuji Tsushima.
Then everyone present turned their attention to Tsushima Shuji.
They were also curious about the attitude of the head of the Tsushima family towards the death of Tonguchi Shigehiko.
after all……
Shigehiko Tonkou has always been at odds with members of the Tsushima faction.
“First we need to clarify a few questions:
1: Why does the chandelier fall?
2: If there is a murderer, how did the murderer confirm the location of Mr. Tunkou in the dark?
3: If there is a murderer, has the murderer run away now? However, I have confirmed that no one left when the crime occurred, including after, so if there is a murderer, the murderer must still be at the scene."
The boy in the wheelchair asked three questions casually.
"If the murderer is present, how can we confirm his identity? You know, there are quite a few guests today."
"So...please ask the police to look around for any leftover objects, such as fragments of chandeliers that appear in unreasonable locations, or things that fell somewhere..."
"These may become evidence, and-"
"Maybe it's the tool used by the murderer to commit the crime." The black-haired boy said casually.
"Of course, all this is based on the premise that Mr. Tunkou was indeed killed." His tone changed and his tone was relaxed.
"If it was really an accident... then what I said would not have happened." He said with a smile.
Someone looked at the young man with deep eyes.
What Tsushimaka, the young head of the family, said was well-founded and... impartial.
You can't see the other party's attitude at all.
There was no one saying that the death was an accident, nor was there any certainty that it was murder.
Rather, it analyzes the two situations reasonably and fairly.