Chapter 56 If you work harder, you can become a congressman

Chapter 56 If you work harder, you can become a congressman

"Good evening, everyone," said the host, Maikara Naoto, as he walked to the front of the venue holding the microphone. "Let's now enjoy some of Director Sakamaki's private slides that were never released during his lifetime."

Slides? Conan was shocked. To watch the slides, he had to turn off the lights in the banquet hall. In the darkness, he couldn't keep an eye on the congressman!

However, before he could do anything, all the lights were turned off, and a projector was turned on to play slides.

In the darkness, Conan was extremely anxious. With the help of the light from the projector, he was shocked to find that the congressman was gone!

At the same time, Inspector Megure and others also discovered it and started searching hurriedly among the crowd.

But the banquet hall was too big and there were so many people present that it took a while to find anyone.

They didn't dare to shout loudly. If the congressman answered, wouldn't his position be exposed when everyone was quietly watching the slides, giving the assassin an opportunity?

Mai Cangzhi explained the slides and made the guests laugh with interesting remarks from time to time.

However, Conan was extremely anxious. He had not yet discovered Pisco's identity, and the only clue was gone. He had no intention of listening to the joke.

At this moment, there was a sudden "click" sound, and a photographer couldn't help but take a picture of the slide.

It happened that the slideshow was introducing a movie directed by the deceased. Mai Cang Zhidao immediately said: "No matter how precious this movie is, it can't be photographed with a flash!"

The people at the scene immediately burst into laughter.

At this moment, Conan suddenly heard a short "biu", but mixed with laughter he didn't have time to figure out what the sound was, nor could he determine its location.

Just as he was looking around for the source of the sound, there was suddenly a loud bang of something heavy falling to the ground, accompanied by the sound of a lot of glass breaking.

"What's wrong, what happened?"

In the near darkness, such a loud noise immediately made everyone panic.

Inspector Megure was very experienced and immediately shouted, "Turn on the lights!"

The noise was loud enough for Conan to finally know where the location was. He walked towards that direction while dodging pairs of legs that were a little too long for him.

Suddenly, everything went dark in front of his eyes. Conan raised his hand and was surprised to find that it was a handkerchief covering his face.

The lights were turned on at this time, and Conan found that the handkerchief in his hand was purple, and the words "Memorial Service for a Certain Director" were embroidered on it.

"what!!!!"

There was a series of screams, and as the lights came on, everyone realized that the loud noise was caused by the chandelier on the ceiling of the banquet hall falling down, and under the chandelier, there was a person pressed down, and bright red blood began to spread on the ground.

The scene was in chaos, everyone was panicking and subconsciously wanted to run away.

Inspector Megure immediately shouted, "Everyone, stay where you are! I'm Megure from the First Investigation Division of the Metropolitan Police Department!"

When the police showed up, the people at the scene gradually quieted down and stood still without moving.

"Oh wow? I didn't expect you guys to be so fast?" Someone said to Inspector Megure with a hint of sarcasm.

Inspector Megure didn't care about this man's attitude, but still explained: "We received a report that someone wants to kill Councillor Tōnkou at the memorial service tonight."

Everyone immediately started talking about it, thinking that this man might not only accept bribes, but might have done something else to be silenced.

Several police officers worked together to lift the chandelier away, revealing Shigehiko Tsuguchi whose body was almost smashed to pieces. The ground was already covered in blood, mixed with a large number of broken pieces of light bulbs.

Takagi Wataru squatted down to check, then shook his head at Inspector Megure: "No, he's dead."

Inspector Megure sighed and said, "If that's the case, report this matter to the department immediately."

Takagi Wataru responded and went to report the situation.

Conan observed the expressions of the crowd. There was fear, ridicule, indifference, and all kinds of expressions appeared on everyone's faces.

Inspector Megure began questioning the person who was closest to Shigehiko Tsuchiguchi at the time of the incident.

However, people nearby said that they did not see anyone suspicious at the time, and one of them even complained that he was almost hit by the chandelier and the arm of his suit was scratched.

If the chandelier was a little tilted, he might have to get into a fight with Shigehiko Tsuchiguchi and keep each other company on the road.

Inspector Megure stroked his chin and thought, and for a moment he couldn't figure out how the chandelier fell down.

"It was an accident." A music producer came over and said indifferently, "The ring of the chandelier was in disrepair and it just happened to fall and hit the congressman."

Kenzo Masuyama suddenly spoke up: "Inspector, regarding the person who reported a murder case to you, could you explain his situation before questioning us? The person who reported the case is very suspicious. How did he know that someone would die here? Maybe he is the murderer?"

Inspector Megure remembered Kudo's advice and explained, "That person used a voice changer to change his voice. Even his gender can't be identified, let alone his identity."

Mai Cang, who was in charge of the slide show, said directly, "Maybe it was a prank. Councillor Tunkou has been disliked by many people recently because of the lawsuit involving bribery."

"That's right," a bald man agreed, mockingly saying, "It's just that this prank and accident happened together. It means that God couldn't stand it anymore and sent down a punishment."

Anyone with a discerning eye could immediately tell that there was a conflict between him and Tsunoguchi Shigehiko, otherwise he wouldn't have said such cold words.

After the bald man finished his mockery, he even picked up a pot of fried rice and started eating.

The people around were speechless. How could they eat in this situation?

The bald man scooped a spoonful of rice into his mouth. After chewing it twice, he let out a strange cry and spat out a hard object.

He shouted angrily: "Where is the chef? Where is the chef? How do you cook?"

Conan found it a little strange. The Beido Hotel was not a small street restaurant, and the chance of the food having problems was very small.

When no one was paying attention, he wrapped it in a handkerchief and picked up the thing that the bald man spit on the ground. When he took a closer look, he was surprised to find that it was a broken ring.

Look at the chandelier again, this ring is obviously on the chandelier!

Conan started thinking about it. He knew very well that Shigehiko Tsuchiya was killed by that Pisco, and it was definitely not an accident, but why did this ring fall into the fried rice?

At this time, a famous female writer came over. Perhaps because of her profession, she had a certain ability of reasoning, and she analyzed it clearly: "Now the situation is very clear. Congressman Tunkou was killed by the chandelier. If someone really wanted to assassinate him, then they must have called him under the chandelier in the dark, and then used some mechanism to make the lamp fall down.

But now we can see that there is no mechanism on the chandelier, so it is obviously an accident.

Can you please let us leave as soon as possible?"

After all, a person is dead, and no one wants to stay here. The female writer's words were recognized by most people.

Takagi Wataru leaned close to Inspector Megure's ear and whispered, "What should we do? This situation does look like an accident. Should we release the person?"

Inspector Megure touched his chin and pondered. He still trusted what Kudo said. Since he said that someone wanted to assassinate Congressman Tōguchi, and now Congressman Tōguchi is indeed dead, then there is a high probability that it was a murder.

But the current situation was an accident no matter how you looked at it. Without evidence, he had no way of keeping so many people in the venue, which would cause considerable trouble.

Conan thought hard, he felt that what the female writer said made sense. It was absolutely impossible to make the chandelier fall down without some trickery. But in such darkness, how could he make the chandelier hit the person he wanted to hit accurately?

Yuya, who had been secretly observing Conan, felt a vibration in his pocket. He took out his cell phone and took a look at it. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he quickly edited a message and replied.

Soon, the other party replied, but the content made Youya frown.

He still remembered a lot of this plot.

Before he entered the venue, he asked one of his men to look for the temporary base in the old wine cellar set up by Pisco. The wine cellar was successfully found, but the medicine was not found. However, there was a notebook inside.

It's just that a password is required to enter the database, and Yuya doesn't know the password. As for Miss Shiho...she doesn't even know the password to the APTX4869 data, let alone the database. There's no way she can ask Pisco, Gin, or Vermouth about it.

The only thing he knew was the password for information related to APTX4869.

After a brief thought, Youya sent the password of APTX4869 - shelling ford, the temporary name given to Sherlock Holmes before it was officially named, that is, the famous detective in the experimental stage - so that the other party could copy the information of the drug temporarily.

After sending the message, Youya glanced at Conan and frowned slightly. This guy, hasn't he figured out the murderer's method yet?

There was no other way. Yuya sighed softly and stood casually near Conan, muttering to himself: "If he really killed him, there was no mechanism, even if he used a gun, but how did he determine the location of the chandelier ring in such darkness?"

"It's really an accident, right? Really, can this police chief just release him quickly? My wife is waiting for me at home!"

Shiho Miyano, who was far away in the old house, suddenly sneezed. She looked up in confusion, then quickly lowered her head to continue reading the magazine. Hmm~ Prada has launched a new perfume. I wonder what scent that idiot likes...

The subordinate who was following him thought that You was talking to him. He thought for a moment and said jokingly, "Could it be that the murderer was wearing night vision goggles?"

Youya laughed and scolded, "Are you stupid? Wouldn't it be easy to find something as obvious as a night vision goggles?"

The subordinate laughed: "That's true."

Conan glanced at Yuya and the other man. He didn't recognize them, but their words flashed through Conan's mind like a bolt of lightning: Night vision goggles? Could it be!

Conan immediately covered the ring with his hand and took a look at it, then looked at the handkerchief he had picked up before, and indeed found marks of burning on it. The corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and a smile that saw through everything appeared on his face.

What he couldn't see from his height was that Yuya also had a smile on his face.