Games have their advantages and disadvantages.
The upside is that it's relaxing, the downside is that it makes you impatient with reality.
Ichijō Mirai is feeling this right now: he's getting more and more impatient with 'equal communication' when he's not feeling well, and when his mood turns negative and his patience level drops.
Most of his time is spent on the game, 90% of the human interaction is also with the game NPC interaction, simply do not need to use in reality, everyone is equal to the attitude of serious interaction to deal with, can be casual and careless, a word out of the blue, then suddenly thought.
Of course, Ichijō Mirai is not suited to the 'serious attitude of equality in real life'.
But 'casual and careless, with a whim at the drop of a hat' is a perfect description of Ichijō Mirai, and to add to that: read the file if it doesn't work.
Even though he knows that the game is not a game, but the past, for Ichijō Mirai, he doesn't have the slightest feeling that it's just a game.
Playing the game for a long time and at a high frequency also has a consequence: "I don't feel anything about the world, except for the occasional bad review," says Ichijō Mirai.
Ichijō Mirai said, "I suspect the guy did it on purpose."
"I have a lot of patience, and a lot of experience in dealing with dorks."
He complained to the system, "But now, just talking to an empty-brained idiot as an equal, I get impatient and want to pull out my gun and shoot the guy, flip through the villa to get my energy back, get my blue streak back, and then re-read the file to go through the quest process in a bland and boring way."
System: [...]
Is it really because the game is played too much and uncomfortable to be impatient?
It feels like when given the choice, Ichijō Mirai would happily choose to be impatient with everyone...
Ignoring the fact that it's not true, Ichijō Mirai has a point.
What's even more reasonable is: "At least in the game, this kind of brainless guy will just be a passerby NPC, I don't need to talk much, just shoot him."
Instead of having to wanly pick out a hairline of reasoning and explain it like he was doing now.
He looked at Takahashi Ryouichi for a few moments to confirm that: he actually dared to appear in front of him, and made sure that it was really only the level of 'a passerby NPC who was killed by a single shot', and not the level of 'Rum'.
Tsk.
"OK," he raised his hands in surrender, cutting the wool and wrapping up, "since you've confessed, until the police arrive, all of us, especially you, are not allowed to leave the villa or move around freely, preserving the scene outside."
Confessions are sometimes unimportant. Evidence is the most important thing.
It was still snowing outside, and considering the preservation of the evidence, they should have gone out immediately to collect and preserve it, but the jungle was too dangerous in the dark, and Ichijō Mirai was happy to rummage through garbage in the game, but not in reality.
That's why you need to bring in the professional trash.
...Janitors.
Like the Tokyo Police.
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The signal blocker is in Takahashi Ryouichi's room.
He probably thought that people wouldn't search each other's rooms, so he not only put the signal blocker in his room, but also some bandages and other things.
The bandages were in the closet, and the signal blocker was under the bed.
The space underneath the bed was large enough to easily hide two adults, but the gap to get in was so small that only a small child could get in easily.
Ichijō Mirai then leaned against the doorway and watched as Conan got under the bed, turned off the signal blocker, and dialed the police.
"Hello, we've got a homicide," he said, and then paused, his tone taking a turn, "huh? Yes, yes, yes."
After answering three 'yeses' in a row, Conan poked his head out from under the bed, showing his own bewildered expression, and put his cell phone on speakerphone so that Ichijō Mirai could hear it as well, and asked, "Did you just say that the police had been called?"
The operator's calm voice came from the speakerphone, "Yes, due to the sudden snowstorm in that area, they were checking with each other to see if there were any tourists stranded at the beginning, and some of them were lost in some areas, including your area."
"There are police officers on their way," she said politely, and with some difficulty, "It's just that, you said the suspension bridge crashed and there was a murder?"
"Yes, I'll report it immediately!"
The operator was very serious, "The police station registered that Suzuki Ayako-san was planning to hold a party for about ten people for a maximum of three days, how many deceased, please?"
She softened her voice, as if she was coaxing a child, "I will immediately request more police support, how is the situation at the scene, and how are you and the other survivors feeling?"
"You're a child, aren't you? Are you scared?"
Not like a child, but just a child, because the operator felt that a murder in a villa that had been out of contact for some time was a very delicate matter.
Conan: "The killer has been found."
He was surprised: were the police so efficient that they were already on the scene before the call came in?
This is not in line with the efficiency of the police, it's a bit outrageous and unimaginable.
At least Conan, who had often dealt with the police and had no prejudice against them, was surprised.
The operator was pleasantly surprised, "Already solved? Is there a detective on the scene?!"
"Yes," Conan glanced at Ichijō Mirai and hesitated, "The deceased was a famous screenwriter named Ikeda Chikako, and the murderer was Mr. Takahashi Ryouichi, who was in the same university club with her,"
His reasoning was that Ikeda Chikako was a scoundrel who had plagiarized her work in college and won an award, and the person whose work she plagiarized had hanged herself.
Revenge.
The reason for the attack on Mouri Ran and the others was what Ichijō Mirai said: they were outsiders who had seen Takahashi Ryouichi's real body, and might recall the murderer's real identity afterward.
The murder of Ikeda Chikako may be open to scrutiny, but the act of silencing her is definitely the act of a murderer.
Even if it started out as revenge for a friend, when Takahashi Ryouichi tried to silence him, he was no different than any other murderer.
This is what Takahashi Ryouichi told, to Ichijō Mirai.
...But Conan felt that Ichijō Mirai wasn't listening.
Now, for example, he had gotten out from under the bed and was communicating with the police on his hands-free cell phone, but Ichijō Mirai was leaning against the door, not even lifting his eyes, his eyes lowered, and one hand pressed against the back of his neck, as if he had just solved the case and was completely pumped up, and now that he had already solved the case, he was immediately uncomfortable and drowsy.
He seems to be different from other detectives.
Although he seemed to be very concerned about the murder, and stopped everyone from rushing out with the murderer at the first moment, he seemed to be relaxed and at ease, not giving his all to solve the case, but like he was just going along for the ride...
It was the same last time.
Ichijō Mirai has the ability to be a detective, but he doesn't seem to have the mindset of a detective who is committed to solving the case.
Conan recalled, his thoughts spreading.
Suddenly, Ichijō Mirai raised his eyes and looked at Conan with a line of sight, "She called you twice, and now it's the third time."
"Please respond to the noise."
Huh?
Conan reacted for a moment, hearing the voice of the operator lady on the phone calling for him, he immediately answered repeatedly, "Yes, there is a detective on the scene."
"Huh? It's Officer Megure who's coming to the scene?"