Chapter 465 The Great Silence Technique
There was very little evidence at the scene, and it was simply impossible for the police to take the person away. They could only continue to conduct in-depth investigations.
Hattori Heiji, who was originally furious, gradually calmed down after being comforted by Conan.
After all, as a detective, no matter how angry you are, you need to remain calm and rational and not let your emotions influence your judgment.
Detectives must also abide by the basic laws of evidence. Reality is not an animation. It is not the case that if you say a few words in a righteous manner, the murderer will kneel down and confess his crimes in tears.
As the police and detectives were concentrating on searching for clues, time passed quietly from noon to afternoon without them noticing.
Hanyu Kusunoki, Xiaolan, and Ikenami Shizuka simply ignored the busy crowd and found a table to sit down leisurely.
"Xiaolan, Master, you haven't eaten lunch yet, right? Come and have some snacks." Hanyu Kusunoki said as he opened the box he brought and took out the snacks that the little maid had carefully prepared.
He has always had a good grasp of details.
The three of them sat around the table, chatting and laughing while eating snacks.
The others nearby stared at him with their eyes twitching, and couldn't help wondering in their hearts: Are you kidding me? This is a murder scene, and everyone is busy and nervous. Is it really appropriate for you to eat and drink here?
Especially the snacks made by Mingmei with magical rice, which were full of fragrance. Just by smelling them, the police and detectives who had been busy for the whole morning felt their saliva flowing uncontrollably and their stomachs rumbling.
But, in this situation, except for Kogoro Mouri who was shameless enough to step forward and ask for one or two pieces, the others could only watch helplessly.
"Come, Master, try this one, it's delicious too."
Hanyu Kusunoki smiled and divided a larger piece of snack into three pieces, keeping one for himself, giving one to Ikenami Shizuka, and one to Xiaolan.
Compared to the way he and Xiaolan eat, Master Jinghua's eating style seems much more elegant.
Ikebo Shizuka gently picked up the snack in front of her, looked at it carefully, and then slowly put it into her mouth, pursing her lips with an elegant movement. She didn't eat casually like Hanyu Kusunoki and Xiaolan, but savored every bite carefully, chewing very slowly.
Even in a slightly chaotic environment like a murder scene, she was still able to maintain her calmness and composure.
The hustle and bustle around her seemed to have nothing to do with her.
After finishing a piece of dessert gracefully, Ikebo Shizuka nodded and said softly, "It tastes really good. It's rare that someone in Dongdu has such excellent craftsmanship."
Hanyu Kusunoki, who was happily playing with Xiaolan feeding each other, couldn't help but rub his chin when he heard this.
Is this the invisible struggle between Osaka and Toudou?
Even a top-notch beauty like Ikenami Shizuka, who has an elegant temperament and gentle and charming demeanor, is not immune.
Thinking of this, he responded, "As long as the master likes it, Mingmei would be very happy to hear your praise."
"Yeah, that's right! The snacks made by Mingmei-sister are definitely the most delicious in the world!"
As Xiaolan spoke, she quickly stuffed a small piece of cake into her mouth. Her cheeks puffed up instantly, like a cute little squirrel. Then she nodded desperately to show her extreme agreement.
When it comes to cooking, Mao Lilan doesn't admire anyone but Akemi.
Seeing Xiaolan wolfing down her food, Hanyu Nan poked her smooth little face with his hand in amusement, "Eat slowly, be careful not to choke."
Xiaolan pretended to bite him, but he dodged it nimbly.
The two of them immediately started fighting, one chasing and the other running.
Ikeba Shizuka smiled without saying a word, staring quietly at the two people in front of her, thinking of her little apprentice Kazuha in Osaka.
It was the same with Kazuha and Hanyu Kusunoki at that time. They played and fought in her house every day, and the place was full of life.
Whoever loses will run to her and complain, acting like a spoiled child.
Those days could be said to be the happiest and most peaceful days for her in this period of time.
But every night, I have to listen to the nightingale singing for several hours.
Thinking of this, a faint, barely noticeable blush quietly appeared on Ikebo Jinghua's delicate face.
As a master, it does seem a bit unethical to always eavesdrop on the private lives of his apprentices.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding~"
Just as she was thinking to herself, a crisp cell phone ring suddenly rang, bringing her back to reality.
Ikeba Shizuka took out her cell phone from her bag, and when she saw the caller ID on the screen, her originally relaxed brows couldn't help but frown slightly.
This is the third time Hattori Heizo has called me today. Since the quarrel, he has never called me so many times today.
The first two times were for Hattori Heiji, what is it for this time?
Ikenami Shizuka took a quick look and saw Hanyu Kusunoki and Xiaolan, who sat down obediently and made no sound after hearing the ringtone, and then answered the call.
The people on both sides of the phone were silent at first, and finally Hattori Heizo spoke first: "Heiji has already told me about your situation. I am being closely watched by the media right now, so I can't help you much. You have to solve it yourself."
While looking for clues, Hattori Heiji called his father and told him in detail what had happened here.
With Hattori Heizo's level, he can use his connections to get her out regardless of whether Ikenami Shizuka is the real murderer or not.
But the problem is that Hattori Heiji’s words yesterday, “My father is the chief of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters,” were posted online and became a hot topic.
The online discussion on this issue is so heated that many similar statements have emerged, such as "My father is a laid-off worker, you can't arrest me!" and "My father is a teacher, he teaches and educates people, he has more than 10,000 students, you are not qualified to arrest me."
Then there was a series of replies below, such as "I'm arresting you" and "How dare you come out like this? You really think you are Mr. Hattori" and so on.
The outside of the Osaka Police Station is now surrounded by reporters, and Hattori Heizo himself has been held accountable. All eyes are on him, waiting for him to make another mistake so that they can kick him when he is down.
Although Hattori Heizo can still directly rescue Ikenami Shizuka, his position as the head of the department has basically come to an end.
The Osaka Restoration Party and the rising star in the police force they support, Sakata Yusuke, have been eyeing his position for a long time.
It's not a good deal to exchange this minister for a favor.
Ikeba Jinghua actually understood this truth in her heart, but no matter how rational a woman is, she can't help but become emotional at certain moments.
Ikebo Jinghua tightly grasped the phone, veins on the back of her hand were visible, and her beautiful eyes lost some of their original brilliance. After a long silence, she slowly said, "I know, I will solve it myself."
Hattori Heizo on the other end of the phone might have felt that this was a little inappropriate, and when he wanted to say something to explain or comfort her, the call was ruthlessly hung up by Ikenami Shizuka.
After hanging up the phone, Ikeba Shizuka took a deep breath to calm herself down, then carefully tidied up her somewhat messy kimono so that she could still maintain a dignified demeanor.
But Hanyu Nan, who had been observing silently, could feel that his master Jinghua had a hint of inexplicable sadness compared to before, even though she had tried her best to hide it.
It has been true since ancient times: there is no greater sorrow than a dead heart.
Noticing the concerned looks from the two, Ikebo Shizuka smiled gently: "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."
Hanyu Kusunoki did not choose to comfort him, but stood up and said, "Master, let's go, so you can go and see if my swordsmanship has improved."
Xiaolan also stood up obediently.
Just when Ikenami Shizuka hesitated, Hattori Heiji, who had been paying close attention to the situation here, immediately jumped out and shouted at the top of his voice: "No, you can't leave yet, you are still suspects!"
In fact, based on the clues he and Conan found just now, he can almost rule out his mother as a suspicion.
However, as a son, there was no way he could just watch his mother leave with that guy Hanyu Kusunoki. Hattori Heiji also had a bad feeling in his heart. He felt that his mother seemed to be really angry this time.
"Master..."
Hanyu Kusunoki looked at the seated Ikenami Shizuka, ignored Hattori Heiji who was jumping up and down beside him, and stretched out his right hand.
"Um, Mr. Hanyu..."
The ignorant Officer Yokomizo walked over quickly and wanted to say something.
However, Hanyu Kusunoki did not give him the chance to speak. He turned around, and a golden light suddenly flashed in his eyes. He called out a sacred code from an angel and directly started a group mute.
In an instant, the entire apartment building fell into an eerie silence, as if the mute button had been pressed.
Everyone in the building, except Hanyu Kusunoki, Ikenami Shizuka, Ran, and the confused Mouri Kogoro, all realized with horror that they could not make even the slightest sound.
They opened their mouths and tried desperately to scream, but only low whimpers came out of their throats.
Seeing the policemen in the room suddenly showing horrified expressions, Ikenami Shizuka was slightly startled. A hint of surprise first appeared on her face, and then she hesitated for a moment, and finally she gently placed her hand on Hanyu Kusunoki's right hand.
Hanyu Nan felt Ikenami Shizuka's response, held her hand, and at the same time took the other hand of Xiaolan beside her, and walked out the door with the two of them.
When Hattori Heiji, who was following behind, saw this scene, he became anxious like an ant on hot pan, and kept jumping on his feet.
He was so depressed. He had a lot to say, but now he could only stare blankly, with no idea what to do!