"Locked-Room Murder Case?"
Kogoro Mouri and Inspector Megure both realized it belatedly, shock appearing on their faces at the same time.
"Could it have been suicide?"
Kogoro Mouri asked uncertainly.
He was immediately met with Heiji Hattori's merciless mocking laughter.
"Look at the location of the wound, and the posture he was in when he died, old man."
Kenji Dohihara wanted to say something as well, but held himself back. He had slipped in by following Kogoro Mouri, so before uncovering the truth, he had better not offend him. He could leave that job to that unruly brat.
Still, he had to get a share of the credit for this case if possible. Better yet, he wanted to solve it himself!
At that moment, Inspector Megure opened the key holder on the victim's body and found a strip of tape with a raised line running through its middle.
"Huh? What's this?"
When they saw the raised tape, a flash of insight crossed both Heiji Hattori's and Kenji Dohihara's minds.
Huh? If that was the case, then creating a locked room did not seem impossible after all!
Meanwhile, Inspector Megure began questioning the others who had been in the room earlier—the butler, the victim's son and his girlfriend, as well as the victim's father—about their timelines.
At the very least, they had to rule out those with obvious alibis first.
Meanwhile, Conan's head was still foggy. Xu Yue disdainfully grabbed him by the back of the neck and tossed him to Ran.
"This kid is sick and still ran around after us. A fever can fry a child's brain. Take him somewhere to rest."
Ran naturally nodded at Xu Yue's request. Ignoring Conan's attempts to struggle and inspect the key holder, she carried him away.
As Conan was carried off, he