Chapter 92: The Professional Killer Appears
Chapter 92: The Professional Killer Appears
"Ah, I didn't expect that I would meet you here by chance."
Kirishima Mai held Qinghai Chuantang's hand, looking very intimate.
Qinghai Chuantang himself was waiting for her without saying a word, just imagining how to achieve the killing with eyes as described in the novel.
"I'm so lucky. I didn't expect that Xiaolan would win a buffet cake for four people!"
"It seems that this is what Xiao Tangtang is talking about as the 'Emperor of Europe'. I just happened to be here to interview someone, and I wanted to treat Xiao Tangtang to a meal. Since we've met, do you mind going together?"
Kirishima Mai smiled and looked very enthusiastic.
Then she added, "The protagonist is the best-selling romance novelist, Mr. Koshimoto Yasuhide."
"If you are his fans, you can also follow along! You might even get an autograph or something."
Masumi Sera and Conan, who are obsessed with detectives and reasoning, naturally have never heard of the name Yasunari Koshimoto.
But Sonoko bought all his works and was deeply moved by the love in them.
And Xiaolan also knew about it because she likes his "Detective Love Story" series.
"Really? That's great! In that case, let's go eat the cake first!"
As she said that, Sonoko pulled Xiaolan and ran towards the self-service area.
Qinghai Chuantang didn't say anything, but pointed in the direction they were running, signaling everyone to hurry over.
Masumi Sera looked at this scene and felt it was a bit strange.
"what happened?"
Qinghai Chuantang reached out and poked Kirishima Mai, motioning for her to help explain.
"Oh, well, how do I put it?"
Kirishima Mai looked a little embarrassed.
She looked around, then took a step forward and said in a low voice, "It's mainly because it's too deep, so I can't speak."
I'll strangle you to death!
Qinghai Chuantang felt deeply that his reputation had been destroyed.
She grabbed the man's face and explained, "Actually, I just had a mouth ulcer because I ate spicy food yesterday. It hurts when I talk, so I try not to talk."
After saying that, Qinghai Chuantang let go of his hand and covered his left cheek.
"hiss--"
His expression was particularly painful, and it seemed as if his facial features were almost wrinkled into a ball.
Sera Masumi looked puzzled, "Eh? If that's the case, then what did Mai-san mean by 'too deep'?"
Mai Kirishima gave a meaningful smile.
"Well, you'll understand when you grow up. Nowadays, it's rare to find a child as innocent as you. Maybe it's because of your name?"
So pure. Really very simple.
After finishing speaking, Kirishima Mai pulled Qing Hai Chuan Tang away and rushed to the self-service area.
Masumi Sera looked at the two people's backs as they left, and his confusion grew even stronger.
She lowered her head and approached Conan, asking, "Conan, do you know what she just said?"
Conan shook his head honestly and said that he didn't quite understand it either.
As the saying goes, food is the first necessity of the people.
So even if it has to endure the pain, Qinghai Chuantang will kill them all.
But the sight of him having to eat the cake while feeling painful made the others feel sorry for him.
"In fact, I didn't feel such pain in the morning. But someone told me that applying vitamin C to the ulcer would make it heal faster."
"I tried it, and it felt like the wound was burning, and it was even worse."
Qinghai Chuantang typed everything he wanted to say on his mobile phone and showed the content to everyone.
However, that kind of pain is different from the pain of being injured. It is a kind of pain that hurts but feels good.
I'm actually a little bit addicted.
As someone who had similar experiences, Sera Masumi smiled and consoled him, "I actually had mouth ulcers when I was a child, but I ground the vitamin C into powder and sprinkled it on the wound, and it healed quickly."
"It may be a little painful in the first few seconds, but you can just bear with it."
Qinghai Chuantang nodded with tears in her eyes and stuffed the cake into her mouth in big mouthfuls, as if she was trying to "fight poison with poison".
But she pretended to be elegant and you couldn't tell at all that she was eating voraciously.
Others are extremely lucky and do not have similar experiences, perhaps due to their good work and rest schedules.
Therefore, I cannot empathize with Qinghai Chuantang's pain.
I don't even know how to say words of comfort.
Mai Kirishima is very good at livening up the atmosphere.
Amidst the laughter, the cake party finally came to an end.
At the end, everyone seemed to be reluctant to leave.
I don’t know if it’s because the cake tastes too tempting or because Kirishima Mai’s jokes are too funny.
If she hadn't had mouth ulcers, Qinghai Chuantang would have grabbed her collar and asked: Kirishima, when did you steal my jokes?
"Now that we are ready, let's go to Mr. Koshimoto's room."
After arriving at the elevator door, Mai Kirishima pressed the up button.
"When I spoke to him on the phone before, I felt that he was a warm and enthusiastic person. And when he heard that a fan came to visit him, he also showed a very welcoming attitude."
Sonoko put her hands together and said expectantly, "I heard that Mr. Koshimoto is a very handsome and perfect man with a height of 180cm. I wonder if he will be as good as the rumors say when I meet him in person."
"Garden."
Xiaolan reminded quietly: "Mr. Kyogoku will be unhappy if you do this."
“It is everyone’s nature to know how to appreciate beautiful things. And it is even more rare and precious to have someone who dares to speak out about this nature.”
Just after Kirishima Mai finished speaking, the elevator door opened.
The group took the elevator and arrived at Room 303 where Yasunari Koshimoto was.
Mai Kirishima knocked on the door gently, but no one responded.
After waiting for a few minutes, Kirishima Mai knocked on the door again, but still no one responded.
When I called, the other party's phone was turned off.
"That's really weird. Wait a moment, I'll go get the spare key from the front desk."
When Mai Kirishima took the spare key and opened the door, everyone was stunned by the scene before them.
There were many manuscripts scattered on the sofa, and the room was in a mess, as if thieves had broken in.
Could it be that.
Conan ran in quickly and saw a man lying on the ground, wearing only a pair of underwear.
Conan was shocked and couldn't help shouting, "Call the police! Xiaolan, don't come in!"
When Xiaolan heard the other party's address, she couldn't help but feel confused.
After Conan finished speaking, he was also stunned for a moment, and immediately corrected himself when he found something wrong: "I, what I mean is, Sister Xiaolan, you girls had better not come in. Because, because of this..."
However, as he spoke, everyone came in except Sonoko and Ran.
"Eh? Isn't this Mr. Koshimoto? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold just lying naked on the ground?"
Kirishima Mai looked puzzled and was about to reach out to wake the other person up when she was stopped by Qinghai Chuantang.
She shook her head, indicating that the other party, Yue Ben Kangying, was already dead.
"Well, Shiliang, Sister Xiaotang, why don't you guys come out? After all, if you are naked, how can you..."
Obviously, the two girls outside the door were shy.
Kirishima Mai smiled and didn't take it to heart. Instead, she comforted him, "Don't worry, I'm also..."
The words stopped abruptly.
After a few seconds of silence, he continued, "This is not the first time I've seen this. Besides, I'm an adult, and there's nothing to be shy about. But..."
Kirishima Mai looked at Sera Masumi, "For a high school student like you, it's better not to do that, right? Also, why are you staring so intently?"
Only after realizing that the other party was talking to her did Sera Masumi react.
She explained: "I was just wondering why the murderer took off all his clothes. Could it be that he wanted to express something?"
The deceased, Yasunari Koshimoto, was a 36-year-old male and a best-selling romance novelist.
The estimated time of death was around 11 o'clock last night.
There were scars on the side of the corpse's head that seemed to be caused by a heavy blow. The murder weapon should be the blood-stained crystal ashtray not far away.
"Judging from the blood on the wound, the murderer must have taken off his clothes after killing him. And there are carpet fibers on his forehead."
A safe near the bed was opened and all the contents disappeared.
"Could it be that the murderer was after money?"
"Probably not"
Mai Kirishima pointed her index finger at her chin and recalled, "During our previous phone call, Mr. Koshimoto mentioned that safe, saying that it contained some top-secret information."
"I guess it's the manuscript of the next novel. After all, it's inevitable that colleagues will be jealous of each other."
No, that's not right.
Conan stroked his chin and thought, if it was just a manuscript, there was no need to put it in the safe.
Unless it is a particularly valuable item, or something that has some important meaning to him.
Since the murderer took that thing away, it means that the thing is very important to the murderer.
As long as we find someone who has a vested interest in Yasunari Koshimoto, we can find out who the murderer is.
"Actually, the murderer is Kirishima."
Qinghai Chuantang typed this text on his mobile phone.
"You pretended to treat me to a meal just to use me to get rid of suspicion. After all, in a case, the first person to be suspected is the first discoverer."
"And based on experience, the probability that the first person to discover the murderer is often over 60%."
Qinghai Chuantang looked heartbroken, as if he was ready to kill his own relatives for the sake of justice.
"Miss Tang, please stop joking."
Gao Mu smiled, and suddenly realized something was wrong. "Ms. Tang, you can't speak because of a toothache, right?"
Qinghai Chuantang shook his head and managed to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth.
"Oral."
"Mouth, ulcer?"
Qinghai Chuantang nodded.
Gao Mu gave his own advice: "If this is the case, actually put vitamin C on the ulcer and it will heal quickly."
Qinghai Chuantang smiled, stretched out his thumb and bent it twice to express his gratitude.
It seems that choosing the sign language cram school was the right choice.
As the investigation deepened, valuable information was obtained from the hotel waiters.
"Last night, around 11:30, I saw a man carrying a bag walking out of Mr. Koshimoto's room."
"Do you remember what that man looked like?"
The waiter thought about it and shook his head, "He was in front of me at the time, so I didn't see his face."
"The man was wearing a hat and looked very tall and strong. He seemed to be emitting a dangerous aura and was very imposing."
It sounds a bit like Leon in "Léon: The Professional".
"I understand!"
Kirishima Mai clapped her hands and revealed an expression of sudden enlightenment: "It must be because Mr. Koshimoto delayed the update, and the readers were dissatisfied, so they hired a professional killer to kill him!"
Conan's expression instantly became speechless: Why are you the same as Uncle Maori?
However, the waiter agreed with her.
"Yes, I did feel that way. He just walked slowly, which made people feel uncomfortable. Although I didn't see his profile, I remember his height."
The waiter stopped and pointed at the number plate and said, "The height of this number plate is 1.3 meters. It seemed to be at his chest at the time, so it should be about 1.8 meters, or maybe a little higher."
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Only those who have had oral ulcers know how painful it is. It hurts when you touch it...
(End of this chapter)