After dinner, several people sat around on the sofa and continued to discuss stalkers.

Mizuki Reina then said that she had heard a noise coming from next door, and when she opened the door to check, she saw a figure running out of the apartment next door.

But the apartment next door has not been rented out for half a year due to something bad happening in the past.

This clue made everyone more certain that the stalker had the spare key to the next door.

At this time, Qin Zhibo put forward his own idea.

"Since the stalker plans to ring the doorbell tomorrow morning, he might be next door now..."

"If you knock on the door now, maybe there is someone inside?"

When Mouri Kogoro heard this, he thought it was a good idea, so he stood up and took everyone out to discuss it with his neighbor.

…

Arriving next door, Kogoro Mouri reached out and pressed the doorbell, but there was no movement.

The apartment has not been occupied for half a year, and the battery of the doorbell has not been replaced. It has been out of power for a long time.

Mouri Kogoro knocked on the door manually again and twisted the door handle, but there was still no movement inside.

"Sure enough, the door is locked. It would be great if we could go in. Maybe we could find out some clues about that man..."

Mouri Kogoro's words reminded Conan who was standing behind.

If you want to enter this kind of house, entering through the door is not the only way.

While Maori and others were still discussing whether they could call the apartment manager, Conan silently returned to Rena Minami's apartment and came to the balcony.

As he expected, for the convenience of fire escape, there is only a trapezoidal partition between the balconies here, which is easy to climb over.

Just as he was looking left and right, looking for something to stand on tiptoes to help his short stature climb over the railing, a bench slid next to him in time.

"Um?"

Conan looked at the bench at his feet, stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the kind man who handed him the bench, who turned out to be Qin Zhibo.

I saw Qin Zhibo smiling, "Aren't you looking for someone who stands on tiptoe?"

Conan looked at the man in front of him, feeling unspeakably awkward in his heart.

He really wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to be alone and ask what kind of "organization" it was and whether it was the organization he knew.

If so, can you share the information you know?

But when he thought that Qin Zhibo would probably tease him with his words, he might even be more vigilant about tomorrow, which would instead block his possibility of obtaining all information.

Forget it, you still have to rely on yourself to obtain information.

You must rely on yourself as a human being!

"Thank you, uncle."

Conan smiled and thanked Qin Zhibo, and then went to "break into private houses".

Qin Zhibo looked at Conan, a child criminal, with no intention of stopping him.

Because he had asked Minase Yomu to go through the wall to the next door during dinner to confirm that there was no one in the next room, and there were no traces of anyone living there for a long time.

Qin Zhibo suggested that Mao Li and others go to look for someone next door, and sent Conan away because Qin Zhibo wanted to walk around Shui Wu Lina's house alone.

With limited time, Qin Zhibo quickly went to the innermost bedroom, which was Shui Wu Lina's bedroom.

When you open the door, your first impression is that the bedroom is very tidy, but also too ordinary.

There is a single bed covered with light blue sheets, with a desk and a large wardrobe next to it.

There are a few books and magazines on the desk, as well as a picture frame.

What's inside the photo frame is not a family photo or a landscape photo, but a work photo of Reina Mizuno doing on-site reporting alone.

In the photo, Reina Mizuno looks younger than she does now, wearing a dark jacket, and in the background behind her can be seen a fire truck putting out a fire.

Apart from these, there are no more personal items that reflect personal preferences.

Qin Zhibo reached out and turned off the light in the room, and the room instantly fell into darkness.

But in this darkness, there is still a glimmer of unnatural light that seems a bit abrupt.

【Survey√】

[This is a monitor, the radio effect is good]

The monitor is located in the gap between the chandelier and the ceiling. It is almost embedded in the wall. It would not be easy to find it if it were not guided by the light from the investigation point.

Qin Zhibo frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong.

This method of installing monitors is no longer like an ordinary stalker. The method is very professional, and the number of monitors is too large.

Before, when they were in normal privacy at Shui Wu Lina's house, Qin Zhibo had already found bugs in the living room and kitchen.

Qin Zhibo turned on the light in the room, went to the second bedroom and investigated in the same way, and found another bug.

In this way, the entire apartment is under surveillance except the toilet.

But if you are a perverted stalker, the sounds in the toilet should be the ones you want to hear the most, right?

…

Qin Zhibo returned to the living room with doubts, and the Maori people who had returned without success also returned to the entrance.

Mouri Kogoro originally wanted to ask the apartment manager to get the key to open the door, but Reina Mizuno said that she had already troubled the manager about this matter last time, and he was afraid that he would not provide the key again.

The administrator is a stubborn old man, and even with the reputation bonus of a famous detective, he will not make it any easier.

However, Conan, who returned from the balcony next door, found a clue.

"Uncle, I saw someone writing something like this on the window of the balcony next door..."

Conan tore off a piece of paper from the notebook in his arms and wrote "Kimiwa" on the paper.

"Wood, beauty, and? What does this refer to?"

Mouri Kogoro held the piece of paper and used his brain's associative ability, "Beauty? Japanese cuisine? Thursday?"

Mouri Kogoro played a charade and guessed possible Japanese words based on the pronunciation of these words.

Qin Zhibo glanced at the three words on the piece of paper and did not see the investigation point.

This shows that these are not secret words, but three words with simple meanings.

Suddenly, Qin Zhibo remembered that if people from the FBI had been monitoring Mizuno Reina recently, it would be possible to see who the person in the next room was.

Just as he was about to go out and call to inquire, he felt something was wrong again.

If the FBI wanted to monitor Reina Mizuna, the building facing the balcony would obviously be able to capture more information. The living room, entrance, balcony, and master bedroom could all be seen at a glance.

But in fact, the FBI chose to conduct surveillance on the side of the building facing the apartment door.

From that place, apart from the entrance to Rena Mizuna's house, she could only see an unused second bedroom through the window.

Why didn't the FBI choose to conduct surveillance in the building facing the balcony?

Unless there is some reason, they cannot choose to monitor the building opposite the balcony.

"Could it be something the police wrote down?"

Qin Zhibo's sudden voice silenced the others in the discussion.

"You mean the person who wrote this word is a policeman?" Mouri Kogoro asked with a frown.

"I just think it's possible..."

Since the FBI can't monitor the building on the balcony side, it's possible that someone is also monitoring the building on that side. The buildings on both sides are facing each other and can be easily spotted.

If the person monitoring here is a policeman, then it is even more necessary to avoid his sharp edges.

“But would anyone in the Metropolitan Police Department write ‘Kimiwa’?”

Mouri Kogoro rubbed his chin, not quite believing Qin Zhibo's conjecture.

But Qin Zhibo + Mouri Kogoro's words reminded Conan who was standing aside.

"Maybe it really is~"

Mao Lilan bent down and asked curiously: "Who is it?"

"How about I call that person and ask?" Conan took out his flip phone and dialed an old acquaintance from the Investigation Division.

After a while, the other person picked up the phone.

"I am Megure."

"Officer Megure, it's me."

Officer Memu, who was far away at the Metropolitan Police Department, was startled. When he heard the childish voice, his expression immediately became happy, as if he had received some surprise gift while working overtime.

"It turns out to be Conan! What happened?"

"..."

Conan was speechless. Why should the phone call he made be connected with the "Euclidean Case"?
To be continued...