Case Closed Detective Conan 소설 & 이야기

“Roman, you shouldn’t have done that. There’s already so much happening. The detective is still circling me, and now you’ve frightened the mother of the boy he’s investigating. You could make everything more complicated.” “The case is closed.” I stare at him. “What?” “Permanently.” He says it the way he says everything final. “Mrs. Davidson has been strongly encouraged to let this go and count her losses.” He holds my gaze. “It’s done.” I look at him. “She lost her son,” I say quietly.

Her eyes trailed their faces, all she could see was curiosity and impatience. “The case of 2010, which was closed after the death of Mr and Mrs Castell was ruled out as an auto crash and has been reopened and investigations have begun.” She began. Constanza’s grip on the straps of her bag tightened. Santiago’s breath began heavy with each second that went by after she disclosed the news to them. And Domingo? He didn’t move, he didn’t flinch… he remained calm like he had been expecting the news. “What?” “You just said it. It was an auto crash,” Constanza shrieked.

Who knew what other weapons Rose might have given her? The detective reached out for the fingerprint test result, and I handed it back to her. After placing it back into the file holder she took it from, she closed it and remarked, “We’re still conducting a thorough investigation. We think there’s more to this. You can leave now, we’ll keep you updated on anything we discover.”

All happenings sent through the message by that number, well it was from the other Yana, but it always happened after a five minute interval after the message has been sent. As we grabbed the things we need, I heard the siren of the police coming from somewhere. “Guys, they are near.” I said to them and we quickly went out from the house. “Do you know why they were going here?” I asked to Austin and he shook his head. “The case we are working on is your case, that death of the culprit but it should now be closed.” He answered to me. “What are you talking about?” Aina asked him. “If the culprit of the case died, the case would also be close and became a cold one.” He answered.

Logan protested. "Look," Conan said firmly. He kneeled next to the grieving detective and put his hand under Logan's chin and tilted it upward. "I've had to deal with a lot of gruesome deaths in my line of work. Trust me, you'll be relieved." Before the detective knew it, Conan dragged him off the scene. He tried to resist but Conan only shoved him down until they were beside the little girl once again. Who knows if she had witnessed what happened to her mother?

The detective said. “Whose help?” Mitsuhide questioned, knowing where this was headed. The detective was going Kit to help him in some way. “I think Dr. Jones is the key.” The detective said. “Akechi,” Mitsuhide said absentmindedly. “Her last name is Akechi now.” “Fine, Dr. Akechi.” The detective chuckled. “I do think that if we had her in the room, it would spark a response from Cindy.” “It probably would,” Mitsuhide said as Kit sat up and looked at him. “The detective thinks that you would spark Cindy into saying something other than scriptures, which is what she is doing currently.”

ANDREW ~ “What the fuck do you mean you’re closing the case?!” Mason’s voice echoed through the room like a slap to the face. I sat still in the uncomfortable plastic chair, feeling the walls close in. The detective across from us—Detective Omar, same guy who’d barely blinked when I begged for answers three years ago—leaned back in his chair like he was already bored. “You heard me clearly, Mason. Don’t make me repeat myself.” “I don’t need you to repeat it,” Mason barked, standing now, hands clenched at his sides. “I need you to explain how the fuck a case involving a car accident that left a woman in a coma just gets dropped because it’s inconvenient.”

“That has to be it. If that's truly the case then...” “Then you just found a solution to your unsolved murder case, Detective. Find that missing student and you might as well find your answers.” China said before emptying her glass in one go. “I believe my work here is done. Let me know if you find anything new, Detective. It was nice talking with it.” She said as she scribbled her number on a piece of paper before leaving. Zina stared at the number with a slight smile. She couldn't believe it took a whole year just to figure it out. She glanced at the bar and noticed those students weren't there anymore, so, she decided to call it a night and let everything sink in.

Killers do this all the time, prolly to scare detectives from finding them. It’s sad they don’t know who’s on the case. I reread the sentence in my mind again and scoffed; shoving the wet business card inside my pocket. The killer was well informed, the text was printed on the card, if it was written, I may have been able to get prints off it or find the owner of the handwriting. However, there was still one thing to do, the person who dropped the card might have prints on it, judging by the smartness of the killer; they might have placed the card using plastic gloves, but there’s no guessing in detective work. I had to run it for prints; now we had two leads, although they might both hit a

WELLINGTON DISTRICT POLICE STATION OUTSIDE “What do you mean? “ Lucy looked at him with a puzzled expression Williams took a deep breath “ I know you might not believe me, but I know this case is definitely not a case we can easily or merely solve, it is a supernatural case” “ And what makes you think that? “ Lucy asked, obviously interested Williams studied her facial expression, and seeing that she wasn’t looking at him like he was a weirdo or that he was delusional, he let out a breath of relief and continued