A Sorcerer in the Detective World

At four forty in the afternoon, a black car slowly stopped in front of an office building in Mihua City.

The back door of the car opened, and Shu Yunwen and Hui Yuan Ai got out of the car together. Then they saw a young man walking up to them in front of the building, saluting respectfully:

"...Hello, you must be Yunwen-sama. I, Ryuya Koyama, am the president of Hyuga Computer Company. Welcome to your arrival."

"Yes, I am Shu Yunwen. Hello, President Xiaoshan." Shu Yunwen spoke and looked at Xiaoshan Ryuzai in front of him.

Ryuya Koyama looks to be in his early twenties. He is formally dressed and has a capable image. He makes a good first impression.

After a few polite words, Koyama Ryuya led the way, taking Shu Yunwen and Haibara Ai to their company, and introduced the situation of their Hyuga Computer Company.

According to Ryuya Koyama, the people in their computer company are all alumni of computer science majors in college. After graduating from college, they established this computer company based on technology. Everyone has good skills, and the company is very famous in the circle.

Not long after, the three people walked into Hyuga Computer Company. Koyama Ryuya directly took Shu Yunwen and the others into a certain room, smiled and greeted several people in the room, and then introduced: "...Sir Yunwen , they are the most skilled employees in our company, and with their help, they will definitely be able to help you solve your problem."

Shu Yunwen nodded, looked at the people in the room, smiled and said, "Hello everyone, I'm going to trouble you next."

"No problem." Several people nodded, and then asked curiously, "What exactly do you need us to do?"

Shu Yunwen asked Haiyuan Ai to take out the notebook: "I want to ask you to repair this computer. If it cannot be repaired, export all the data from the computer hard drive."

"Do you want to repair the computer?" An employee took the laptop and looked at it carefully, "...This computer looks like it was made a few years ago. It is very simple to handle... If you don't mind, we can do it now. start……"

"Then I'll trouble you."

Shu Yunwen smiled and nodded, and several people immediately gathered around the computer, took apart the casing, and started studying...

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4:50 p.m.

In Shomeiji Temple, Conan, Hattori, Uncle Mouri, Koshimizu Nanatsuki and others were all searching the monk's house.

Looking for traces of Shanxing Yuezhou.

Suddenly, a scream came from the temple. Conan and Hattori looked at the place where the sound came from with serious expressions on their faces: "...that place is...the back door of the temple!"

"Let's get there quickly!"

Conan, Hattori and the others ran out of the monk's residence together and went to the outer corridor. They saw Officer Megure, Miura Jinko and others also in the corridor, looking back and forth strangely and worriedly.

"Officer Megure, the sound came from the back door!"

Conan yelled, and then the group of people ran to the back door together. Then they saw three people standing in front of a room in the corner of the back door, looking into the room in horror.

Conan and the others turned their attention to the three people and asked loudly: "Master Huineng, Mr. Shimaki, Miss Hatano, what happened?"

"...Yamayuki, Mr. Yamayuki, he is dead..." Hatano Emi covered her mouth with one hand, looking horrified, "...Also, on the top of the wall opposite the door, there is, there is blood..."

"What?!" Conan, Hattori, Officer Megure and others ran over quickly, and then saw a man lying at the door of the room, with dust on his clothes.

Several people walked slowly to the corpse. Hattori put his hand to the corpse's nose and stayed there for a few seconds. Then he shook his head with a cold face and said: "He is not breathing. He is indeed dead."

Conan came close to the corpse's face and took a serious look: "...the deceased's lips were cyanotic, and the auricles and earlobes were also cherry red. He should have died of cyanide poisoning."

Koshizui Nanatsuki looked at the back of the deceased's neck, and then was stunned for a moment: "...Look, there are traces of being pricked by a needle on the right side of the deceased's neck. The murderer probably applied poison on the needle. Then he stabbed the deceased into the neck, right?"

"...It looks like it should be right."

Hattori Heiji and Conan looked at the corpse again, then stood up together and observed the room.

The top of this room is very high, the interior is very dark, and there are some messy items piled inside. It should be a warehouse.

There was a ladder placed in the corner of the warehouse, and the ventilation fan was turned on, making a constant "buzzing" sound. On the wall facing the door, some bright red writing can be faintly seen.

Uncle Maori found the switch behind the door and turned it on. The room lit up. A group of people looked at the words on the wall. Officer Memu read out seriously:

"...I am a literary poet who has traveled through thousands of years. I have inherited the will of the twenty-eight stars. I have judged the evil souls who have sinned unforgivably. All sins have been eliminated... Damn it! This is left by the murderer again!"

Conan and Hattori looked solemn. The people outside the door looked inside and asked in fear: "...Is that red writing... really blood?"

"This is not blood." Hattori Heiji replied immediately, then looked down at the ground, walked directly to a small iron bucket, then looked at the ladder next to him, and said: "...there is red paint in this small iron bucket. The words on the wall should have been written by the murderer on a ladder and with a brush..."

"…Also, the paint has dried, which means the writing time was at least fifteen minutes ago."

"Is it just red paint?"

The person in front of the door breathed a sigh of relief. Conan looked around, then returned to the door and asked seriously: "Master Huineng, Mr. Shimaki, and Miss Hatano, can you please tell me again the situation when you found the body?"

"...Okay, okay." The three people nodded, and then you talked about the previous situation one by one:

"... Mr. Yamayuki never showed up. We also helped to find Mr. Yamayuki. After searching, we found the warehouse. We opened the door and saw Mr. Yamayuki lying on the ground, and then we saw the red letters on the wall. , and then you guys will come over..."

"Really?" Conan and Heiji both frowned and thought, then turned to look at Officer Megure and said, "...Officer Megure, Miss Hatano and the others seemed to have said before that Mr. Yamagyuki Tsukishu started to pray after the Buddha ceremony. Wandering around the temple. In this case, the time of death of Mr. Shanxing Yuezhou was between four o'clock and four forty."

"...Next, let's ask the police to investigate Zhiyong's alibi for the time he was in charge of them..."

"Okay." Officer Megure nodded and responded immediately, with a black line on his forehead——

Damn it! These detectives are bossing him around again!

They were obviously spies, but ended up being ordered around by a group of detectives. It felt... so cheating!