Chapter 1003 Have You Forgotten Something?

"Quick, go and see what's going on!" Mouri Kogoro immediately gave instructions.

And his daughter, disciple, and kid who once stayed with him have all rushed out, leaving only his manager with him.

Mouri Kogoro suddenly felt a little heartbroken.

"Mr. Mouri, don't you go over and take a look? The scream seems to be coming from the sushi restaurant." When passing by Kogoro Mouri, Nobushige saw the uncle stunned in place, so he reminded him.

Mouri Kogoro shook his head and said: "It's true that he is getting older. In fact, children have their own lives."

Nobuhiro looked puzzled. What's wrong with uncle today?

By the time they rushed over, Iroha Sushi Restaurant had already been controlled by the two detectives who arrived first, and all the customers could only stay in the store and were not allowed to leave.

And next to the window, there was a man wearing a khaki windbreaker lying on his back on the ground.

Wearing a windbreaker in summer?

Takeokayama Katsu was the first person to notice Nobushige. He gently nodded to him and said, "Mr. Asano, you are here."

Nobushige then walked up to him and asked, "What's going on?"

"This guest ordered sake before, and not long after drinking it, he kept lying on the table, as if he was drunk. It wasn't until the lady over there pushed him that we discovered that the person was dead."

After Conan checked the condition of the deceased, he was about to speak, but his collar was lifted up in the next second.

"How many times have I told you, don't run around at the crime scene, you will destroy the evidence!" After that, Maori Kogoro skillfully threw Conan to Maori Lan.

Mao Lilan took it with both hands, held Conan to prevent him from going down, and gently persuaded: "Conan, we can't cause trouble to dad."

"I won't run around, I just want to see..."

"The person is dead. The time of death is probably between half an hour and an hour." Masumi Sera stood up next to the body. "There is a smell of almonds in the mouth, which is presumed to be cyanide poisoning. All food and drinks in the store are temporarily Don’t touch them, especially those on the deceased’s table, it’s best to send them all for inspection.”

Mouri Kogoro looked around and asked: "Where is your boss? Why is there no one there when there is such a big incident in the store?"

However, no one answered his question. Instead, they all focused their attention on Asano Nobushige who was calm at the side.

Mouri Kogoro was confused: "Asano, why are they looking at you?"

Conan was speechless: "Uncle, have you forgotten, Brother Asano is the owner of Iroha Sushi Restaurant!"

Nobushige smiled: "That's true, but before starting the investigation, Mr. Mori, did you forget something?"

"What's up?"

Nobuhiro took out his cell phone and said calmly: "Call the police."

The detectives present were stunned for a full second, and then Mouri Kogoro slapped his head in annoyance and said: "Yes, yes, Xiaolan, call the police!"

Because every time it is the detectives who participate in the investigation and ultimately find the murderer, they forget the role of the police for a while. Some things are more appropriate for the police to come forward, such as detaining all customers and employees of a sushi restaurant.

Officer Memu arrived belatedly. When he arrived with his subordinates, the detectives had already figured out the basic situation of the case.

"Well, that means this sushi restaurant is located next to the Mori Detective Agency and the music classroom, and the owner is Brother Mori's agent. Is that correct?"

"Right, that is it."

Officer Megure paused for a second, then looked up at Mouri Kogoro: "Then there was no accident here until today. It's amazing."

Nobuhiro looks with his eyes, his nose and his heart. He is just a non-staff character in the main plot and will never be confused with the God of Death.

"Who was the first person to discover the deceased?" Officer Megure asked.

A woman with wavy brown hair stepped forward: "It's me, Mr. Police Officer."

"name."

"Chisato Nishimura."

"what occupation?"

This was just the most basic routine inquiry, but Chisato Nishimura suddenly fell silent.

Officer Megure looked up at her and repeated the question: "What is your occupation?"

Chisato Nishimura smiled, with a stiff face: "I work in a nearby bar."

Officer Memu nodded and said he understood, then looked away: "So, does anyone know the identity of the deceased?"

"I know, I know him." It was Chisato Nishimura, she quickly replied, "His name is Taro Hirayama, and he is a doctor at the MAE Hospital in Mikawa Town."

"MAE Hospital?" Officer Megure wondered, "Is there a hospital with this name in Miwa Town?"

"It seems to be the plastic surgery hospital over there in Sanchome, right?" Wataru Takagi guessed.

Chisato Nishimura nodded: "MAE is said to be the top three plastic surgery hospitals in Japan, and Hirayama is often proud of it."

"Ms. Nishimura, you seem to be very familiar with Mr. Taro Hirama. What's your relationship?" Sera Masaki's sharp eyes glanced at Chisato Nishimura.

Chisato Nishimura paused for a moment before replying: "He is a frequent visitor to the bar where I am, so we should be considered relatively good friends."

Shi Liangzhen understood. It seemed that the deceased and the first discoverer might still be lovers.

This is more interesting. Is the murder driven by love or profit?

"Megure Police Department!" A police officer quickly walked into the sushi restaurant, "The results of the forensic department came out. After inspection, it was found that there was potassium cyanide in the wine glass. In addition to the fingerprints of the deceased, we also detected another... A person’s fingerprints.”

Officer Memu's expression immediately became serious: "Who has touched this wine glass?"

"I remember Mr. Takeoka was in charge of Mr. Hirayama's table today, right?" A clerk looked through the store's records and said, "The dishes and drinks were prepared by Mr. Ishikawa."

Suddenly everyone's eyes were focused on Zhugangshansheng.

Zhuoka Shansheng met many eyes, but his expression remained very calm: "Yes, we are indeed serving Mr. Hirayama today, right, Mr. Ishikawa?"

He looked towards the kitchen, and only then did a middle-aged man of about fifty years old walk out slowly.

Wearing a black eyepatch over his eyes, he looked fierce, like a gangster boss in a TV series.

Nobuhiro's eyelids twitched when he saw him.

Did Rum personally end the game so soon? ?

But he soon discovered something was wrong.

Rum's left eye is equipped with a prosthetic eyeball, but Mr. Ishikawa's eye with an eyepatch is on the right. His left eye is healthy and probably not rum.

"If you are talking about the gentleman who wants to drink early in the morning, it is indeed the dish I prepared for him." Ishikawa Yasuhiro said.

Takagi Wataru then said: "Then please cooperate with our work and compare the fingerprint information."

"I don't think I need to do this." Takeokayama Katsu smiled and refused, "I'm used to wearing gloves when I work, and the fingerprints on the cup cannot be mine."