Chapter 57

Tamazawa Shuxin went straight upstairs, followed by Edogawa Conan, who walked casually, glancing left and right, and squatted down beside a small corner. "Little detective, won't you come take a look? This bloodstain should be from three years ago." Edogawa Conan walked over and squatted down next to Tamazawa Shuxin. "Judging by the color and the timeline, it is indeed from three years ago, and it's a homicide." "What a brilliant scheme." Edogawa Conan had no idea what he meant by that. Tamazawa Shuxin looked at Edogawa Conan and asked, "Little detective, why do some people not go straight to the police, but instead look for a detective first?" Edogawa Conan had never heard such a question before. "Because there's no evidence! People only go to the police when they have evidence." With that, he looked at Tamazawa Shuxin with a gaze that said *you don't even know that*. "Perhaps some commissions are cries for help, hoping there's still some room to maneuver before the police arrive?" Tamazawa Shuxin stroked his chin and said casually, "Even kidnappers demand that the police not be called, precisely to leave some room to maneuver. Although this isn't a great example, little detective, what do you think is the meaning of this commission?" "Were you really a police officer before?"