Shiraishi looked at the building and wanted to find an unclosed window to sneak in. Unexpectedly, an anxious "Yakiko!" suddenly came from above his head, and a sudden "Yakiko!"

As soon as he looked up, he saw Kenji Yamashiro floating outside the third floor, looking at the scene inside in a hurry.

The one where Kenji Yamashiro is located is the window of the corridor on the third floor. Three or four meters away is the window of Chimura Xun's study.

Hearing his clamor so anxious, Shiraishi didn't know what was wrong. He looked at the old tree next to him, and performed extremely well, climbing along the tree to the branches on the high ground.

After standing firmly, Shiraishi rubbed off the moss on his claws with the dry bark above, while protruding his head and looking into the window.

Yamaki Yukiko stood at the door of Hitomi Ikemura's study and was knocking on the door.

The corridor and study windows were tightly closed, and the sound insulation was quite good. Fortunately, this form was sensitive to hearing. Shiraishi listened with her ears for a while and heard that it was Yamaki Yukiko who wanted to enter the study, but Ikemura Xun was not in the mood to see her.

Yamaki Yukiko was holding something in her hand, and from the slender reflections that occasionally flashed, it looked like a needle.

There was a ball of fishing line in her pocket. As the knocking action was made, the coil was poked out of her pocket, and was soon discovered by Yamaki Yukiko and reached out to press it deeper.

After knocking for a while, he seemed to think it would be suspicious if he continued to rub it like this. Yamaki Yukiko looked ugly and left unwillingly.

Bai Shi hung in a tree branch, thinking about her actions just now, and felt that the expression looked like the murderer's face no matter how you looked.

Kenji Yamachi, the father, has a very good intuition, and his daughter seems to really want to make trouble.

... Fortunately, Hon Ikemura did not open the door, and Yukiko Yamaki couldn't contact him, so there was no need to worry about her being arrested for murder.

Shiraishi breathed a sigh of relief. He originally wanted to continue to find out where to sneak into Chicun's house, but before he went down, he thought about it and felt that he had climbed up. It was better to see if Chicunxun was honestly preparing for an apology letter.

The tree in Chicun's yard is old and has branches that are very convenient for cats to patrol.

Bai Shi jumped along a few branches to the branches outside Chicunxun's study room and looked inward. He saw the fat uncle frowning tightly, looking at an old newspaper on the table.

The front page is a report of Kenji Yamaki being arrested twenty years ago. In the past, this newspaper was a merit that Ikemura Hung secretly collected, but now, as the evidence was excavated one by one by one by unknown people and placed on his table, Ikemura Hung began to panic.

...Only he and Kenji Yamashiro knew about many things, but the mysterious man was able to collect them successfully, just like a help from ghosts and gods.

"So this is the feeling of being desperate, haha... it's you who are cursing me." Hon Ikemura stared at Kenji Yamashiro's face, with a gloomy expression.

Sitting frozen for a moment, he suddenly stood up, grabbed the newspaper, apology letter and a copy of the evidence, and stuffed it into the paper shredder next to him.

After returning to the desk, Ikemura Xun took out an unknown pill from the drawer and threw it into the coffee cup.

Ichimura Xun is used to drinking a cup of hot coffee prepared by his wife before working every day.

Unexpectedly, I sat in the study comfortably today. Before I could drink the coffee, I saw the pile of evidence of his crime on the table and the threats left by the other party.

Not to mention drinking coffee, Jimura Xun was so anxious that he couldn't even eat. He kept sitting here thinking about countermeasures, but he had no choice but to silence him, even if he wanted to silence him, he didn't know who to destroy him.

The coffee had been cold for a long time, and the deadly pills slowly melted in it.

Hon Ichimura held the handle of the coffee cup, thinking of Kenji Yamashiro, suddenly took a deep breath and said viciously: "Don't think you won. You died so early, but I have been prosperous and prosperous for twenty years, and have married your beautiful wife... This life is worth it!"

Then he picked up the coffee under Shiraishi's stunned gaze and drank it all in one go.

"..." I would rather commit suicide than apologize, and I would like to make a wave of ridicule before my death. What a suffocating operation.

Hiroshi gradually stopped moving. After looking at him for a while, Shiraishi suddenly remembered something. He turned his head and looked at him. He saw Kenji Yamashiro floating dumbly outside the window, as if he was struck by lightning.

Too miserable, it shouldn't have been followed...

Shiraishi looked at the commissioned soul sympathetically, feeling that he should comfort him, but he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Thinking about the cat's form, it's impossible to speak human language, Shiraishi finally gave up, so let him digest it by himself.

This big tree happened to be planted at the corner of the house. Bai Shi followed the branches and looked at both walls on the second and third floors.

However, perhaps it was because of the lesson that Ichimura-kun had learned from being a mysterious person who broke into the study. Today, all the windows were closed. The vents were nailed very strongly and could not be removed without professional tools.

Bai Shi was sitting on the branch, feeling a little worried when he suddenly heard a noise in the front door.

It ran over on the branches and saw a few familiar people entering Chicun house under the leadership of Chicun Gongjiang.

Shiraishi began to think.

Conan, Hattori and Kogoro Mouri gathered together, and there was a dead person in the study. According to the law of the mutual attraction of detectives and murders, they would definitely go to Kook Ikemura's room.

If they can find a way to put the cat in, they can keep an eye on the situation at close range and deal with any matters at any time.

Thinking of this, Shiraishi jumped back to the study window.

On the way upstairs, Conan and his group met everyone in Chi Village. When they met, they had to introduce and greet them... so that Shiraishi hung on the tree and waited for a few minutes before finally hearing someone coming from the entrance of the study.

Gongjiang of Chicun knocked on the door, but her husband had already died at this time, so of course no one opened it.

The door key of the study room is actually a pair of Chicun Gongjiang.

She expressed her questions about her husband's locking the door, then opened the door with the key and walked into the study.

The detective and his family also followed into the room. They glanced at the desk with their heads on their backs, as if they were sleeping. They quickly moved away from the Mediterranean uncle and looked at the luxurious bookcase in the room, as well as the hardcover books and ornaments on it.

Chicun Gongjiang walked to Chicunxun, as if he wanted to wake him up. However, after seeing her movements, Shiraishi outside the window suddenly stood up.

In Chicun Gongjiang was actually pinching a needle. She used the movement of shaking people and stabbed the needle heavily behind Chicun Xun's ear.

After staying for a while, Chicun Gongjiang secretly pulled out the needle and threw it on the ground. Then, she pushed it hard.

Chicunxun's fat body suddenly fell to the side. As Chicun Gongjiang shouted "Husband!" in horrified "Husband!", the other four people in the room suddenly turned their heads and looked at the fresh corpse.

Shiraishi was shocked by this series of erotic actions, and also brought the blessing of this key action. The relevant case emerged from his mind as if it was opened.

In the room, Hattori Heiji briefly inspected it and soon found that Hon Ikemura was dead.

From the needles that fell to the ground, the small red dot behind the ears of the deceased, and the death of the corpse, he further determined that the person was poisoned by the needle, and Conan made the same judgment.

When the two reasoning machines started to operate, Kogoro Mori and Ran Mori also performed their respective duties. The former prevented the Ikemura family from entering the crime scene, while the latter quickly called the police.

While waiting for the police to come, Hattori Heiji began to reason.

The door of the study room was opened by the four of them with their own eyes, which means that if an outsider sneaks into the crime, the window becomes the most likely point of infiltration.

Hattori Heiji turned his head in thought, and saw Ran Mori standing by the window, reaching out to seem to want to open the window.

However, thinking that this was the crime scene, she stopped hesitantly, hanging her hand in front of the switch.

"Don't destroy the scene!" Hattori Heiji immediately went over to stop him. After walking to Ran Mori, he was stunned when he looked out the window, understanding why this girl suddenly wanted to open the window.

A small black cat was curled up on the narrow windowsill, with its ears drooping, and a pair of cat eyes staring at Mori Ran, and from time to time, meowing at her, as if she couldn't get off after climbing up, she looked so pitiful.

Hattori Heiji looked at it twice, and he had a strange urge to open the window and put it in.

But soon he woke up and dissuaded Ran Mori who could not help but reach out to the window again: "You can't destroy the scene, and this is a cat, it's only the third floor!"

"Although the possibility of falling to death is relatively low, the third floor is also very dangerous." Conan looked at Ran Mori's anxious look, turned to look at the windowsill, and pointed to a few less obvious cat claw marks on the outside windowsill, "What seems to be stuck on its claws?"

"Milt and moss." Hattori Heiji looked closer and looked at the big tree outside the window. "When I entered the door, I saw someone watering the grass. It should have slipped into the yard and climbed up the tree."

"That is, if someone sneaks in through the window, they will also get stuck in these things, but there is no trace on the windowsill except the cat's claw marks."

Conan pressed his slightly drowsy head and concluded: "The windows are also locked tightly. I think it is better to give priority to the murderer who came in through the study door."

"...The little brat knows a lot, but he is a good seedling to be a detective."

Hattori Heiji looked at Ran Mori and then at Cat, and always felt like he had become a villain.

What Conan said was indeed reasonable. Hattori Heiji thought for a moment and gave way to the trail: "Before opening the window, remember to take a picture of what he was like. Also, go find a bag and close it after picking it up, don't let it trample around."

After all, Shiraishi is not a serious detective. After Hattori Heiji rushed over, Shiraishi realized that he had forgotten to consider protecting the crime scene.

Fortunately... in this elementary school students can go shopping at the crime scene and often touch the evidence. Cats seem to have some privileges.

As for the bag mentioned by Hattori Heiji...

Naive, is cats that easy to catch?
Chapter completed!