Conan: Above force, everything is truth!

Feeling the murderous aura coming from behind him, Maori Kogoro immediately decided to change his style, he pretended to look at Ms. Chibo in front of him seriously, and cleared his throat.

Let's talk about your purpose. Is his purpose just to ask me to help find that Mr. Shibata, is he really your first love..." Hearing

this, a look of memory appeared on Ms. Ikeba's face: "Actually, no, I want him to return a photo to me." It was the only photo I took when I won the semi-finals at the Summer Sports Conference that could be used as a souvenir.

"But why did you give him such an important photo?"

"I borrowed a book from him and accidentally clipped that picture to the book. I didn't notice it at the time and just returned the book to him.

Uncle Maori smiled with relief.

Thinking

of this, he was in a good mood: "Ms. Chiba, would you like something to drink?"

"

Reiko?" After

hearing Ms. Chibo's words, everyone was slightly stunned.

Seeing everyone's doubtful expressions, Ms. Chi Bo covered her mouth and smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry, I was thinking about things just now." 'Reiko' is what Mr. Shibata used to call me, as if it were the name of the heroine in the book.

"Just give me a cold cup of coffee, thank you~"

Although he was a little confused, Maori Kogoro went into the kitchen and made a cup of coffee for Ms. Ikeba.

And Conan is obviously not so easy to fool.

After listening to this explanation, he put his hand on his chin and carefully considered the "Reiko" that Ms. Ikebo had just blurted out.

Generally speaking, what a person does or says subconsciously is reliable.

Reiko... Cold coffee....

While Conan pondered the connection between the two, Uncle Maori returned to his seat.

He looked at the photo in his hand carefully and scratched his head with some difficulty.

"Ms. Chiba, there is only a photo from 30 years ago as a clue, this is really... Do you really have no other clues?"

Since you can't think of any other way for the time being, I suggest you use the power of 'them'~

" Hearing this, Uncle Maori was stunned: "They?

"To be honest, I've heard a little about the two of them who often go in and out of this Māori detective office. Now it seems that Kudo Shinichi is not there.

As soon as these words came out, the three of Tatsuno were okay, and Conan on the side was obviously taken aback.

Now, it is no time to think about the doubts in the lady in front of you.

Although I don't know where she learned that "Kudo Shinichi" often appears here.

But once this rumor spreads, it will one day reach the ears of ginjiu.

At that time, they will definitely come here to investigate.

If they find something, they will be in danger and everyone around them.

No way... "

Auntie, since this Mr. Shibata you are looking for has won the trophy of kendo in junior high school, then after this, he has no reason to give up kendo, right?

Ms. Ikeba also looked at Tatsuno who was standing on the side and smiled at him.

After thinking for a while, Uncle Maori walked to his desk and dialed a phone.

Mr. Shibata used to participate in the social group competition of the Shizuoka Competition?! Okay, thank you!" After

hearing the information on the other side of the phone, Uncle Maori picked up the pen on the side and wrote down something in the newspaper on the side.

Seeing this, Xiaoran stood up happily: "Dad, can't it be that you have already found it?" "

That's right, Mr. Shibata seems to often participate in kendo competitions in the Shizuoka area, and he is very famous~

He is now working as a physical education teacher at Seigan High School. I'm already arriving at his residence!"

After that, Uncle Maori burst out laughing, as if to attract Ms. Shizuna's attention.

But at this moment, Ms. Shizuna's gaze was always on Tatsuno on the side.

This is Takeda Tatsuno, his appearance is indeed outstanding, and his mind seems to be good.

It seems that this child's personality is very good and easygoing.

Why is there always a hint of fear in Heiji's words when that kid mentions him... No... Awe?

......

Soon after, everyone came to the door of Mr. Shibata's apartment.

After ringing the doorbell a few times, there was still no response in the house.

Seeing this, everyone just turned around and left.

But before a few people could take a few steps, a "Mediterranean" man approached several people.

"Are you looking for Mr. Shibata? He's going to come to my house to play mahjong later!"

After that, the man went straight past the Tatsuno and walked to the door of Shibata's house, ready to knock.

Uncle Maori immediately reminded: "That, he seems to have gone out." The

man waved his hand and affirmed: "Going out? Absolutely impossible~ He has never had this habit." With

that, the man pressed the doorknob directly.

Looking at the door that had been opened, the man smiled: "Look, that's right~ The door is unlocked, which means that he must be at home." The

crowd followed the man's footsteps into the man's home.

As soon as I entered the house, the sound of the TV reached everyone's ears.

Seeing that the TV was not turned off, the man once again affirmed his point - Mr. Shibata must be at home.

As everyone continued to go deeper, the restaurant appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Looking at the leftovers on the table that had been half-eaten but had not yet been cleaned up, Uncle Maori couldn't help but complain about Mr. Shibata's bad habits.

After hearing Uncle Maori complaining, Conan narrowed his eyes and said Isn't this guy like this?

Don't talk about the TV and the door, if it weren't for helping you clean up your house every time, the office would have turned into a garbage heap

! At this moment, a warning voice came from behind everyone: "What are you!

A woman wearing glasses and carrying a sports bag walked towards the crowd with a serious face.

Just as Uncle Maori was about to explain, a shout came from the back room.

"Mr. Shibata, Mr. Shibata, what's wrong with you?!" After

hearing this shout, Uncle Maori and Conan immediately rushed into the back room.

At this moment, Mr. Shibata, whom they were looking for, was lying on the ground with his face covered in blood.

He still holds a photo in his hand.