Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

　　 "Police officer!" Takagi reported, "We have found two suspicious foreigners who speak Japanese fluently!"

"Oh?"

　　At this time, the police officer walked into the office with a fat black man and a blond white man.

　　 "These two people, one is dangling on the food court on the top floor, and the other is hiding in the toilet over there," Takagi explained, "Chiba and the others are still looking down..."

　　 "Found it!" Chiba hurriedly pulled a big man over to the office, "There is another, a very suspicious foreigner, running the stairs sweating profusely! Okay, go!"

　　 "Hey, I said you made a mistake..."

　　 "Come in first! Hurry up!!"

　　 Chiba dragged the big man into the office, a fierce face appeared in front of everyone, with loose hair, sweat on his face, and a bandage on half of his face.

　　 Carmel?

　　 Gao Cheng's eyes tightened.

　　The big man is the former FBI agent Carmel who acted as the driver. He went to the hospital together yesterday.

　　 "Hey," Carmel looked worried and helpless in a sports suit, "I am not a suspicious person, I am..."

　　 "Are there only these few people?" Mugure asked Takagi and Chiba.

　　 "There are only three of them. Detective Kioto said that this firm does not recruit Asians..."

　　 "It is more interesting to speak Japanese because the president thinks that foreigners who don't look like Japanese at all can speak Japanese." The female secretary explained.

Carmel stood with the other two as the suspect very much, and when he was wondering what to do, he quickly observed the situation at the scene. His eyes stopped slightly on Gao Cheng and a group of children, and he felt as if he had seen it somewhere. Too high.

　　 "Everyone said it was a homicide," Gao Cheng was still having a headache, "Didn't I tell you to eat the buffet below?"

　　 "It's because of the murder," Genta hummed, "Croto, we are all members of the Junior Detective Team, and we are not outsiders. I am still the leader..."

"Ah."

　　 Gao Cheng's eyelids twitched.

　　 God-like head...

　　 "Anyway, don't disturb the police in handling the case!"

"That's it," Takagi reported to Mumuhui after counting the information. "Mr. Toby Cairns wandering in the food court on the top floor, Mr. Haru Bakuna hiding in the bathroom, and sweating down the stairs. The three of Mr. Andrey Carmel running downstairs..."

　　 "Hey," the blond young man interrupted, "It's too ugly to talk about loitering? I'm just thinking about what to eat..."

　　 "Oh?" Mugure looked at the blond young Toby Keynes unexpectedly, "Japanese is so good..."

"My dad is American, but my mother is Japanese. Of course Japanese is good," the blond young man snorted. "And thanks to them, I became a model because my face is naturally three-dimensional... Don't you know? Occasionally show up on fashion chores, it's ANNON..."

　　 "That, that," said Haru Baku, a black man who seems to be Brazilian, "I'm not hiding in the toilet, I'm just worrying about students..."

　　 "Student?"

"Uh, I am an English teacher at a cram school nearby. I like a student in my class. I originally asked her to come to the highest restaurant, but I haven't figured out what to say... I think whenever I have troubles. Hiding in a closed place, so..."

　　 Gao Cheng glanced at the dark-skinned Harubaku lightly.

　　 It seems easy for foreigners to find girlfriends in Asian countries, especially black people...

　　 After a pause, Gao Cheng looked at the last Carmel.

　　 Carmel has calmed down this time, but still frowns...

　　 "The model also has an English teacher," Mumu asked the police officer to investigate, while turning to the most suspicious Carmel, "Then, what about you running up the stairs in sweat?"

"Just look at the dressing, I'm training." Carmel tried to squeeze out a smile, but looked even more fierce. "The steps of this hotel are suitable for my training regardless of the height or length, because the work relationship cannot make the body lazy. Coming down, I used to make time to come over..."

　　 "Before?" Mumu was more suspicious on his face.

"Yes, I found this place when I came to Japan two years ago. There is also a restaurant on the food street that has special juices. The deliciousness after the special training is really nostalgic, so I am here today... "

　　 "So, what kind of work do you do?"

"what?"

　　 "Professional boxer or stuntman?"

　　 "This, this..."

　　 "I see," Mitsuhiko must have looked at the sweaty Carmel, "There is only one reason for hesitating, this person must be a professional killer by profession!!"

　　 "Huh?!" Kamel's eyes widened suddenly.

　　 "Isn't it? Exercising is to be able to catch up to the target faster, the face must be injured by the opponent after it was discovered!"

　　 Mitsuhiko pointed to Carmel hostilely: "Even if there is no wound, your face is a killer!"

　　 "Brother Joto, catch him quickly!"

"Ah," Gao Cheng pulled away Mitsuhiko and Ayumi, "Why would a professional killer come to such a place to exercise? Before investigating the identity~www.NovelMTL.com~, let’s look for clues to the case first, Officer Mumu, Has the murder weapon been found?"

　　 "No murder weapon was found at the scene."

　　 "In this case, the murderer should first find the location to hide the weapon. There are also food court toilets near the stairs to find..."

　　 "Police Department!" Chiba returned with a bag, "I found this paper bag in the toilet locker at the food street on the top floor. It contained crime tools, a raincoat, gloves, and a pistol..."

　　 "That's the case," Mumu said suddenly, "In this case, you can't find the gun smoke reaction on your body... But the most suspicious one is Mr. Haru hiding in the toilet..."

　　 "I said I didn't hide in the toilet," Haru argued, "and there are these things hidden in the toilet, how could the prisoner still hide in the toilet?"

　　 "That's right... but the prisoner may havetily hid back into the toilet after seeing the police..."

　　 "Police Department," Chiba took out the raincoat and said, "The raincoat is men's, and the body is thin, and the height is just about the same as Mr. Toby..."

"Hey," the blond youth changed his expression slightly, "This size is correct for me, but this killer can barely wear it, right? Not only the three of us, the secretary can also wear it, small. It’s okay to wear a large size, maybe the murderer is herself...".

　　 The office is quite concise, everything is clear at a glance, Gao Cheng walked to the desk under Carmel's puzzled eyes, and observed the body of the president who was shot with his hands in his hands.

　　 The wounds were all between the chest and abdomen. Judging from the bullet marks and blood stains, the prisoner shot the president sitting on the chair from the front.