Translation
Fanfic: Das Gesicht der Nacht
Chapter: Chapter 3
Authors: Drakea + Forget-Me-Not
Note: at some point it will always go on ...
Have fun while reading!
Comments welcome.
And a detective question:
Who can find the football allusion in the last chapter ?? !!
Chapter 3
After the body was taken away, the detectives and Kogoro Mori had gone to the dining room to discuss the situation and to assemble the remaining witnesses. But there were several problems at once: One of the eyewitnesses had disappeared without a trace and an unidentifiable corpse did not make the work that much easier.
Bold as always, Kogoro Mori spoke up: "With my nose, I would say that the escaping person is the murderer! That is as clear as day! He probably found out that Kogoro Mori was there and immediately ran away!" Complacently he started laughing. "Hahahahaha ..." Conan frowned. He didn't see how anyone could be so ridiculous.But in one respect Kogoro was right: Why should an eyewitness just run away like that? It didn't make sense until the person concerned was involved. So this mystery had to be solved.
"Conan, are you coming?" Startled, Conan looked up. He hadn't noticed that Ran had reappeared. "Conan!" "Yes, Ran?" "Are you coming? We're going home! This is not for little boys." "But Ran ..." "No arguing! We're going home now. That little boys always stand up for Criminal cases are of interest. Now that it was important, should he get out of here !? He had to come up with something!
"I really need to go to the bathroom, Ran! Please, please!" And then he had run away. Ran looked after him speechless. He hadn't even given her the opportunity to object to it. Well, he could experience something when he came back. While resenting his audacity, she didn't notice that this behavior reminded her of another person.Meanwhile, Kogoro Mori and Inspector Megure discussed the further course of events. "We will issue a search report and every policeman in town will keep his eyes open. We can’t do more in this regard at the moment." Solve cases in your sleep! Hahaha ... "
Once again, Kogoro was so convinced of himself that it didn't even bother him that he still had no clue how to find the murderer. While Superintendent Megure was talking to Kogoro Mori and thinking about the case, Conan had slipped nimbly between the policemen and walked towards the dead man's room. Of course, he wanted to examine the crime scene himself and draw his own conclusions. No police stopped him when he entered the dead man's bedroom. He quickly inspected everything. The bed that hadn't been used, the coat and key card that lay on it, the shirt that lay on the floor in front of the bed and of course the door to the bathroom that was open.Curious, he headed for the bathroom, not forgetting to keep an eye on the rest of the room. It struck him almost immediately that the window through which the dead man had fallen was diagonally across from the open door and exactly in line with the door of the room. As he got closer, he realized that the man must have been in the bathroom again before he rushed out. He recognized it by the soap that was unpacked next to the half-drained bath water, waiting to be used. 'Why is the water only half drained? 'Conan wondered. 'Did the police turn it off? Or was it someone else? 'That thought was worth pursuing. When he took a closer look at the bathroom, he made another interesting discovery. There was a dye on the shelf in front of the mirror. "That is extremely revealing," Conan said to himself. Or did it mean nothing after all? After all, the man wasn’t that young anymore. On the other hand, as people got older, they dyed their hair the same color that they had before.However, it was very unlikely that this man, who in all likelihood was Japanese, had ash-blonde hair in earlier times. So this was another puzzle that wanted to be solved.
Ayaka now knew that the story was true. She had already suspected it, but to be certain was something else. Now she also had the opportunity to intervene in the action and change it at will. She grinned sadistically. Yes, she would help Hiroshi, only whether he liked the way she did it was questionable ...
Zat the same time a little Chinese stood at the stove in the kitchen of his traditional Chinese restaurant and cooked bird's nest soup for his most lucrative customers, who were already waiting impatiently to be served by him.
Note: at some point it will always go on ...
Have fun while reading!
Comments welcome.
And a detective question:
Who can find the football allusion in the last chapter ?? !!
Chapter 3
After the body was taken away, the detectives and Kogoro Mori had gone to the dining room to discuss the situation and to assemble the remaining witnesses. But there were several problems at once: One of the eyewitnesses had disappeared without a trace and an unidentifiable corpse did not make the work that much easier.
Bold as always, Kogoro Mori spoke up: "With my nose, I would say that the escaping person is the murderer! That is as clear as day! He probably found out that Kogoro Mori was there and immediately ran away!" Complacently he started laughing. "Hahahahaha ..." Conan frowned. He didn't see how anyone could be so ridiculous.But in one respect Kogoro was right: Why should an eyewitness just run away like that? It didn't make sense until the person concerned was involved. So this mystery had to be solved.
"Conan, are you coming?" Startled, Conan looked up. He hadn't noticed that Ran had reappeared. "Conan!" "Yes, Ran?" "Are you coming? We're going home! This is not for little boys." "But Ran ..." "No arguing! We're going home now. That little boys always stand up for Criminal cases are of interest. Now that it was important, should he get out of here !? He had to come up with something!
"I really need to go to the bathroom, Ran! Please, please!" And then he had run away. Ran looked after him speechless. He hadn't even given her the opportunity to object to it. Well, he could experience something when he came back. While resenting his audacity, she didn't notice that this behavior reminded her of another person.Meanwhile, Kogoro Mori and Inspector Megure discussed the further course of events. "We will issue a search report and every policeman in town will keep his eyes open. We can’t do more in this regard at the moment." Solve cases in your sleep! Hahaha ... "
Once again, Kogoro was so convinced of himself that it didn't even bother him that he still had no clue how to find the murderer. While Superintendent Megure was talking to Kogoro Mori and thinking about the case, Conan had slipped nimbly between the policemen and walked towards the dead man's room. Of course, he wanted to examine the crime scene himself and draw his own conclusions. No police stopped him when he entered the dead man's bedroom. He quickly inspected everything. The bed that hadn't been used, the coat and key card that lay on it, the shirt that lay on the floor in front of the bed and of course the door to the bathroom that was open.Curious, he headed for the bathroom, not forgetting to keep an eye on the rest of the room. It struck him almost immediately that the window through which the dead man had fallen was diagonally across from the open door and exactly in line with the door of the room. As he got closer, he realized that the man must have been in the bathroom again before he rushed out. He recognized it by the soap that was unpacked next to the half-drained bath water, waiting to be used. 'Why is the water only half drained? 'Conan wondered. 'Did the police turn it off? Or was it someone else? 'That thought was worth pursuing. When he took a closer look at the bathroom, he made another interesting discovery. There was a dye on the shelf in front of the mirror. "That is extremely revealing," Conan said to himself. Or did it mean nothing after all? After all, the man wasn’t that young anymore. On the other hand, as people got older, they dyed their hair the same color that they had before.However, it was very unlikely that this man, who in all likelihood was Japanese, had ash-blonde hair in earlier times. So this was another puzzle that wanted to be solved.
Ayaka now knew that the story was true. She had already suspected it, but to be certain was something else. Now she also had the opportunity to intervene in the action and change it at will. She grinned sadistically. Yes, she would help Hiroshi, only whether he liked the way she did it was questionable ...
Zat the same time a little Chinese stood at the stove in the kitchen of his traditional Chinese restaurant and cooked bird's nest soup for his most lucrative customers, who were already waiting impatiently to be served by him.