Every Day on the Verge of Being Arrested By Detectives

Paradise Island has been in operation for more than 20 years. The first murder occurred on the island, and it also occurred in the villa area with the highest safety factor. It not only shocked the Maldivian police, but also plunged the hotel into a scandal crisis. The moment the hotel received the news, the entire management took action. In less than 10 minutes, the hotel's security officer took twenty fully armed security guards into Villa 13.

They asked all customers of the villa to move to the center of the hotel, block the villa and wait for the arrival of the Maldivian police.

Edogawa Conan first questioned: "No! The murderer is probably among these people. If you leave rashly, the murder weapon and the scene of the crime will be destroyed!"

"Child, this is not something you should take care of." Looking at the kid who is not as high as his thighs, the person in charge of security simply ignores his opinions. "This is a paradise island. Protecting the privacy and experience of our customers is what we should do. Yes, we will not turn our valued customers into suspects because of a possibility."

"..." Edogawa Conan was angry, this is not Japan, it is not a place where he can do whatever he wants, and the police here will not listen to him.

Amuro frowned.

"Okay, please leave in order, and our security will send you safely to the hotel center."

Just as Edogawa Conan and his party were helpless, a voice rang.

"Hold on."

A middle-aged man walked out. He took out a document from his arms and showed it to the security officer: "I am FBI Anderson under the FBI. I was commissioned by the police chief of the Maldives Police Department Sion to come and investigate together. International disappearance. I suspect that this murder is related to the disappearance. The murderer is very likely to be still on the scene. I have called my colleagues nearby and they are on their way. Before they come, no one can leave here!"

The scene was awkward, the security officer's face was pale, he stared at the man's testimony and checked it carefully, then walked out the door and dialed the high-level phone. After talking with the other side, he walked back to let the security team back out the door, and walked in front of FBI Anderson.

"My boss hopes to resolve this matter as soon as possible. If it is not resolved within two hours, we must let our customers go back to rest!"

"It takes time for my colleague to get here. Two hours is too short!" Anderson disagreed.

"You have no right to force our customers to cooperate. Two hours is the limit we gave. If there is no way to find the murderer within this time, we will force them to leave in order to protect the rights and interests of our customers."

"This..." Anderson hesitated. The other party was crowded. Does he have any written documents? If the other party wants to forcibly take the customer away, he can't do much.

"In that case, should Mr. FBI let the Mori detective try it?" A female voice sounded and Nanase Sakuma walked out.

"Japanese detective? This is not a play house." Anderson looked disdainful.

"Oh, don't say that. The Maori detective is a super detective who assists the Japanese police in solving crimes for more than 300 days out of 365 days a year, with a detection rate of 100%." ​​Nanase Sakuma said as he turned out his mobile phone. , I don't know what she showed Anderson. After the two of them whispered a few words, the other party went from being suspicious on his face to being suspicious at the back, and finally agreed to let Kogoro Moori assist him in the investigation.

Sakuma Nanase walked back to Moori Kogoro and his party with a smile, his eyes slid from Moori Kogoro to Edogawa Conan, and fell on Amuro Toru again: "Detectives, please."

Several people were experienced and quickly arranged the investigation in an orderly manner.

The brown-haired woman stood up again. She revealed her identity as a forensic doctor and performed a simple autopsy on the deceased. It was determined that the deceased died within half an hour and the cause of death was suffocation. The preliminary inference was that she was strangled by the murderer. The neck choked and died.

Then Miyagawa Zhihui and his party who knew the deceased were summoned.

Miyagawa Zhihui said first: "Muzi was in a bad mood. She drank a lot of alcohol when she came to the party. She said she had a headache because she drank too hard. We talked to the party owner, Mr. George, and he agreed to let her be on the second floor. Resting in the guest room, I didn’t expect that she would be killed..."

Edogawa Conan frowned and looked at Shiki Miyagawa suspiciously.

"... Zhihui, what are you talking about?" Takeuchi Yuto paled, and he stared at Miyagawa Zhihui. "That's not Muko, you can see clearly! That's Naomi."

"What?" What Takeuchi said was clearly beyond Miyagawa's cognition. He turned his head in confusion, then his face changed and rushed to the deck of the villa, all his attention was lying wet. Attracted by the corpse there, he discovered that it was Naomi Inada who was wearing Shiling Muzi's coat. He didn't know why the long hair of the other party had been cut into short hair, which made him recognize the wrong person for an instant.

"No! It's impossible! How could this be Naomi?! How could Naomi die!" Miyagawa Zhihui's eyes were red and wailing, he was about to pounce on the corpse like crazy, but was again arranged by FBI Anderson. The security guards there stopped. His appearance was even more agitated than when the corpse was found just now, and there was a bit of irony.

Maori Kogoro has always had a good amount of alcohol, and after being poured several glasses of sober soup by Maori Lan, his mind was a little clearer, and he maintained the appearance of a famous detective anyway. He looked at the scene in front of him, and quickly pointed out what was wrong: "Mr. Miyagawa, why did you decide that the other party was Miss Shiling Muzi when you didn't see the deceased clearly? Isn't it weird?"

Shiki Miyagawa was asked by Moori Kogoro's question. He recovered from his excitement, with an unnatural expression on his face: "I saw that the other party was wearing Muzi's coat and had short hair, so I admitted that he was wrong. Muzi...but this has nothing to do with the case! Shouldn't you find Naomi's murderer quickly! How could a person as good as Naomi be killed? There must be a problem here!"

"Officer Anderson, we found a woman sleeping in the guest room on the second floor and we have invited her down." A security guard came over, followed by the pale Shiling Muzi behind him.

"What's the matter with Zhihui? Just now, Mr. Security told me that there was a murder in the villa. How could such a thing happen if the safety factor of Paradise Island is so high?!" Shiling Muzi walked to her companion, she stretched out her hand uncomfortably to hold it. The boyfriend was avoided by the other party.

Shiling Muzi's face became ugly. She was about to lose her temper, when Yuto Takeuchi on the side grabbed her and quietly explained what had happened in her ear. After hearing this, Shiling Muzi's face changed drastically, her eyes widened, "No...no, how is it possible? Just now Naomi helped me to rest, and she was fine at that time."

"Since it was you and her in the end, you should explain clearly what happened!" Miyagawa Zhihui shouted

"It's OK, I will ask you later." Shiling Muzi interrupted and asked Miyagawa Zhihui. Mouri Kogoro did not pursue this issue anymore, and he asked several people to return to the villa living room to ask.

"The deceased died within half an hour. With so many people at the party, the murderer must have no way of doing it. He must have waited for the deceased to be alone before killing the deceased. The time and place of the corpse were so close, the murderer was probably still hiding in the tourists. Among them. Tell me about the whereabouts of the deceased during this period. Did you find any strange people talking to her?" asked Kogoro Mouri.

Miyagawa Zhihui has been a little unsure since he discovered that the deceased was Naomi Inada. Yuto Takeuchi took the initiative to say when he saw that he was not in his state: "We arrived at the villa around 9 o'clock. There are already many people on the scene, although no one knows it. But because they are young people, they quickly started playing. Muzi has been drinking because she had a quarrel with Zhihui today and was in a bad mood. As Zhihui said just now, she drank too much, and she drank too soon. She said she had a headache and was dizzy. Because everyone was still excited and didn’t want to go back so soon. Naomi saw her uncomfortable and said to talk to Mr. George, the owner of the villa, and see if he could let Naomi go to the guest room to rest. Mr. George is very kind. Okay, I quickly agreed. Then Naomi helped Muzi upstairs...It was probably a little over 9:30 at that time. Right, Muzi?"

"...I, I don't remember very much. At that time, my head was dizzy, and Zhimei supported me. I fainted as soon as I went upstairs." Shiling Muzi recalled anxiously, "Then I was woken up by the security guard in the room. …It should be Naomi who helped me to the room."

"Naomi took Muzi upstairs for about 10 minutes. I never watched her come down. I was worried that there was something wrong with Muzi and she couldn't handle it alone. But when I went to the guest room, I only saw Muzi resting alone, but didn't see it. Naomi. I thought I missed it with her, and soon I got down. At that time, I checked my watch and it was exactly 10 o’clock.” Takeuchi thought for a while and then said, “I remember, about 10:30, Shi Hui said that Naomi was a little worried about not coming back, so she went up and came down in about 15 minutes."

"Mr. Zhihui, what did you do when you went up?" Mouri Kogoro asked.

"Huh? Are you suspicious of me when you ask? I just went up to find Naomi, but I didn't find her. When I got down, it wasn't enough for 11 o'clock. I can't kill anyone, right?" Gong Chuan Zhihui was arrogant and arrogant, "Next, I have been with Takeuchi and two foreigners. If you don't believe me, ask them!"

The statements of the three were confirmed. There was no surveillance in the villa, and everyone was drunk at the party. Many of them had no alibi, and no one noticed Naomi Inada. The case was deadlocked.