Hello to all readers,

so here finally the third chapter.
Have fun, Diracdet

Chapter 3: The Trail of Poison

"The victim is called Nabuko Higunara, 55, director of a telecommunications company."
"And manager, Commissioner" came from one of Higunara's employees
"And Chairman of the Board" from another.
"I can see. A man with a full schedule and a full wallet, both of which he can no longer use.
The cause of death is ... "he looked down at the medic.
"Well, it looks very much like potassium cyanide, Commissioner. He must have consumed it with his food."
"Then you would kindly examine all the dishes and let the employees tell you what was the last thing he ate. And where is the waiter who brought him the hangman's meal?"
Sonoko: "She's already behind you, Inspector Megure! Besides, Sayuki is not a murderer!"
"Sonoko? Ran? Miss Jodie? What are you doing here?"
"I'm still here too, Commissioner."Conan called to him with a big grin.
"Oh hello, Conan.
Uh ... so where is he? "He turned nervously on all sides.
"Who?"
"Well, that murder magnet disguised as a detective."
"Do you mean my father? He's not here. Just the four of us."
Sayuki walked up to him calmly.
"My name is Sayuki Kumino. I just brought the victim and the guests at his table the coffee after the third course."
"Oh, so was the meal already over?"
"No! Of course there will be the cheese platter and the dessert."
"Cheese platter? ... dessert?"
Sonoko: "You have never been to a French restaurant, have you, Commissioner? It's all part of a dinner menu. Especially in business circles like this.
"Sonoko? I didn't make it wrong earlier." One of the people around Mr. Higunara, a slim, tall man, hardly younger than his boss himself, came up to her. Sonoko had probably noticed him from the start, but in any case didn't seem surprised.
"Mr. Hakuto.So you're still the vice director behind Higunara? "
"Well, probably not anymore. But so far not much has changed in the last few years, no. In contrast to you, you are almost an adult."
"Ahem, Sonoko? Could you please do our investigation and record the personal details and statements?"
Somewhat scared, Sonoko withdrew to the others, while Inspector Megure took out his notebook and questioned the gentlemen who were also sitting at Mr. Higunara's table.
Suddenly they were spoken to from behind.
"Oh, you're here? The superintendent is probably just busy with the eyewitnesses, isn't he?"
Inspector Chiba had appeared behind them with a cook and a waiter in tow.
Ran nodded embarrassed to answer his questions.
"Richard? Daisuke?" Sayuki eyed the two of them from left to right.
"These are the French chef who made the last meal, some bird if I remember correctly, and the waiter who brought them that.", explained Chiba and pushed the two in the direction of Megure, who interrogated them together with another officer.
A little puzzled, all four stared at the policeman.
"H-Do I have any sauce somewhere?"
After a little giggle, which the addressee couldn't help but explain, Ran explained to him:
"Isn't Inspector Takagi usually with Megure? We don't see him anywhere."
"Oh, he doesn't work for us anymore."
"WHAT?" it came from all of them at the same time.
"Take it easy. I wanted to say he's no longer in the field.
Two weeks ago he asked Chief Inspector Matsumoto to be able to do some work in the archive. "He leaned forward slightly and the others followed his head.
"Rumor has it he needs a little more money at the moment."
All nodded understandingly.
Conan: 'Yes, there was something about failed cases and a cut in salary.'
"In any case, he now sits alone in the office for several hours in the evening with stacks of old cases.Well, and in the field service it can no longer be used even with a lot of coffee. Megure transferred him to office work for the rest of the day a few days ago.
So now he is sitting in front of the PC for about fourteen hours a day.
Hmm ... sometimes I envy him. "He said the last sentence more to himself.
Sonoko: "Now stop!"
Ran: "He's not to be envied at all and neither is Ms. Sato."
"It's okay, I didn't mean it!" He tried to calm her down.
"Uh, tell me, wasn't Conan with you a while ago?"
"What, Conan? Oh no, he won't be back ..." Ran worriedly looked at the people at the deceased's table.
Sonoko:
'... Why is he so interested in all kinds of criminal cases and doesn't even shy away from corpses? ...'

Conan: 'Ah good. The examination of the corpse is now complete.
With the help of iron (II) sulphate, cyanide ions can be detected in potassium cyanide and thus all traces of the poison can be made visible.Unfortunately, from down here I can't see which cutlery and dishes are blue. Do I have to ask the commissioner afterwards.
There is cyanide on his right thumb and index finger. The trace on the thumb is elongated perpendicular to the course of the thumb.
Was that the handle of the coffee cup? Although potassium cyanide can also be absorbed through the skin, it then takes longer than here.
There also seem to be traces of traces left on his teeth. Not much, but ... '
"So, Conan? Have you had a good look at the body?"
The superintendent had grabbed him from behind by the collar and pulled Mr. Higunara towards him.
"So I'm getting to understand Mori. You are really annoying sometimes. Who did you get this from?"
He went back to Ran and the others with him.
"Conan, you shouldn't always run away! Do I have to keep telling you that?"
"Sorry Ran, I'll never do it again, honestly.", He replied in a childlike voice, but both she and her friend looked equally blank:"Yes, of course! And never is tomorrow?"

"Excuse me, but is the murder investigation going to be long?"
Two young women came up to the group from behind: Mireille and Kirika.
"I think it's unheard of to keep young people here at this time of the day."
Sonoko: "Mademoiselle Bouquet, Kirika? You ... you ... are still here?"
"Of course! We are not let go. And given the fact that the victim of this tragedy, as you can see, died quite a long way from our tables, I wonder why that applies to us and my students."
She turned to Megure. The anger in her eyes was plain to see. Ran and Sonoko in particular were amazed, as she showed practically no emotions at all in class.
"Well, well! I beg you! That's just ...
'Students'? Are you one of the two teachers? "
"I did not express myself exactly. I am a trainee teacher at Teitan High School, where I also teach Mademoiselle Suzuki and Mademoiselle Mori.My name is Mireille Bouquet.
Obviously you know these girls too. So what did you want to say? "
"Uh that, well, it's just that we have to make sure ..."
"Don't you trust them?"
"Yes, of course! It's all routine, I assure you."
"And ... do you trust me?"
With these words it became quiet around Megure, he heard nothing more, except this sentence.
There was nothing noticeable in her voice, as if she was trying to charm the inspector or something. No, the question came very calmly, only the emphasis at the end, which identified it as a question, was proof that the words did not spring from a computer voice. And yet it was strange. She sounded so ... sublime, above what had happened. In addition, their facial expressions. Her eyes were fixed on him. The expression of anger in it had given way to a depth that neither he nor any of the others had ever seen. As if she could see and classify every thought from him. Everyone!It took a moment before he was able to answer.
"Well, well, I don't even know you yet, but if your colleague, Miss Jodie, is for you, uh .."
"Yes, Commissioner. She is really a French trainee teacher at the same school as me."
She looked annoyed, maybe even irritated. The words had struck her as weird, too, but subliminally she had something against Mireille anyway, even if she couldn't say what.
The superintendent was about to explain himself to her, but Mireille got ahead of him. A smile followed Jodie's statement, she closed her eyes and crossed her arms in front of her upper body:

"You can trust me, Inspector Megure.
Because I'm one of the few people in this room who isn't lying to you. "

Megure was speechless again, but so was everyone else in the group this time.
Conan: 'What? Do you mean the murderer? Or ... us? Who is this woman?'
He saw that Jodie was just as insecure as he was. Ran and Sonoko just looked confused, as did the inspector.Looking for composure, he began.
"So, ahem ... what was your name?"
"Mireille Bouquet, 22."
"And are you a French trainee at Teitan High School?"
"Oui."
"They are from France?"
"More precisely, I was born in Corsica, grew up in Paris and have lived on the Spanish border for almost four years."
"And what are you doing here?"
"We, my girlfriend and I, come here for tea every evening."
He looked to the side at Kirika, who shyly waved to him.
Sonoko: "What, are you really here every night? Just for tea?"
"Why should Sayuki have lied to you?"
“Oh!” She suddenly sank into thought.
'She knows Sayuki by name. That probably means that she is actually here every day. Wait a minute, and that she noticed the way we asked her about her earlier! 'She was expecting a kind of evil look from her teacher, like:' What business are my leisure activities to you? ', But when she turned to her it was more that afternoon, from the auditorium, when she heard the melody of her watch .'Clock! 'Sonoko turned in all directions. Since the commissioner was with them, the group was currently the center of observation by the other guests.
'Damn! I'm stupid! It was just ... stop! So far it has ... '
Conan: "Inspector. Your aunt is right. The table is far too far away, just like the others. So the murderer was either one of the people at the table or a cook or a waiter who brought food to the table, isn't it?" ? "
Sonoko: 'That