Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

"No." Chi Feichi was still paying attention to the situation in the space, "From now on, Mr. Tojo's suspicion should be the least."

Even if he participated in solving the case, the speed of the platform's whitening didn't seem to change at all, just as slow and almost stagnant...

"Huh?" Hattori Heiji looked at Tojo Sanpei, "His suspicion is the least? Why?"

Conan reached out and pulled the corner of Hattori Heiji's clothes. After Hattori Heiji leaned over in doubt, he smiled cheaply and whispered in Hattori Heiji's ear, "I know why. If you admit defeat, then I'll tell you you~"

Of course it's because Tojo Sanhei's use of words is a habit in Kanto.

"You brat...!" Hattori Heiji looked at Conan's triumphant appearance, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "The questioning is not over yet, don't be too happy!"

"Then..." Gao Mushe saw the two whispering to each other, and looked at the man in the red hoodie at the corner table, "Sir, what is your name and where do you usually live?"

Hattori Heiji straightened up and looked at the man in the red hoodie.

He still has a chance, he can't watch a certain hateful guy shouting!

"My name is Amakasu Toru, and my friends call me Forrest Gump," Amakasu Toru spoke in a Kanto accent, with a cigarette in his left hand, and said casually, "Now I live in an apartment in Kubatocho, and I am also a native of Tokyo. There should be no problem?"

Hattori Heiji approached the table and stared at Toru Amakasu, "Oh? Then what did you do when you left your seat?"

"I left my seat, but it was just that I suddenly didn't want to eat curry rice, so I went to the clerk and asked them to change my meal into ramen." Amakasutoro looked at the waiter standing behind Hattori Heiji, "It's just that they At that time, it seemed that I was ordering for someone else, so I waited for a while, and it was a little bit delayed. I was looking for the short-haired lady on the right, she should still remember me, right?"

Seeing the policeman looking at her, the short-haired waitress nodded quickly and said, "Ah, yes, this gentleman found me and asked me to change the meal to ramen."

Hattori Heiji looked back at the waitress, looked at the sweat on Amakasu Toru's forehead, and deliberately showed a provocative attitude, "You seem to be sweating a lot, are you afraid?"

"Who, who's scared? Don't talk nonsense!" Amakasutoro said with a dissatisfied face, "It's because the bowl of ramen I ate just now is really spicy!"

"Hey, you bastard," Hattori Heiji stared at Banyue, "you speak in a weird tone..."

"Is there something wrong?" Amakasutoro shouted excitedly, "Isn't it the very common Tokyo accent?"

"There's nothing wrong with it," Hattori Heiji stared at Amakasu Hiroshi, "it just sounds very unpleasant."

Chi Feichi thought for a while, and felt that he couldn't lift the table without seeing the three people's desktops. In order to verify whether solving the case would allow the space to absorb a little more of the "seven sins" and restore his left eye to normal, he opened his eyes and held them with his right hand. The desktop stands up.

"Father?" Isogai Zhu stood up in surprise.

"It's really troublesome..." Chi Feichi murmured softly, walked to the aisle at the back, and arrived beside Hattori Heiji, looked at Amakasu Toro, and then lowered his eyes to the empty ramen bowl in front of Amakasu Toto, "It seems that there are a lot of ramen bowls. Salt is really spicy."

Huh?

Sera Masumi, Mori Kogoro, Megushi Shisan and others had question marks all over their heads.

Put a lot of salt? hot?

After Conan was stunned, he quickly reacted.

In Tokyo, the word 'spicy' refers to hotness caused by things like chili peppers, while in Kansai, he remembers, it means...salty...

Amakasu Hiroshi didn't realize that he was trapped, and when Chi Feichi recognized his words, he responded positively, "That's right, it's very spicy!"

Hattori Heiji didn't notice the problem, and said with a speechless face, "Then you should put less salt, really!"

"That..." Takagi looked at the ramen on the table, and reminded aloud, "If there is too much salt, it should mean that it is very salty?"

"Salty?" Hattori Heiji turned to look at Takagi Wataru with a puzzled expression.

"In Tokyo, when it comes to food with a lot of salt, we always say...salty," Chi Feichi looked at Hattori Heiji who looked back at him, and said calmly, "You Kansai people only say 'spicy'."

"Hey, don't you all say 'too spicy' for food with a lot of salt?" Hattori Heiji confirmed to the others in disbelief.

Mu Mu Shisan nodded blankly, "Yes."

Mori Kogoro echoed, "We all say salty, and spicy refers to spicy flavors such as chili?"

Mao Lilan and Conan nodded silently.

Sera Masumi recalled seriously, "The Japanese I learned all said 'salty'."

Andre Cameron: "…"

Without looking at him, he was already not sure if he could speak Japanese.

"Food with a lot of salt, how could it not be spicy..." Hattori Heiji felt unacceptable, scratched his head, quickly looked at Amakasu Toru, and said with a displeased face, "In other words, you are actually from Kansai, Right?"

"Hey, wait a minute," Amakasutoro quickly defended, "I just have friends who are from Kansai, so I learned it naturally after listening to them say that!"

"Sometimes..." Chi Feichi looked at Hattori Heiji, and used Amakasu Toru's way of speaking, that is, avoiding the modal particles in Kansai dialect and trying to use Kanto dialect, but some words still have some Kansai tones, and After being said in a flat tone, it seemed even more awkward, "Trust your intuition."

Hattori Heiji's temples twitched when he heard the accent that was neither east nor west, "Yes, yes, it really is... so awkward!"

Chi Feichi looked at Amakasu Toru again, ignored Amakasu Toru's constipated expression, and continued to speak in that strange tone, "And look at the position of the towels and the chopsticks next to the ramen bowl, you should be right-handed , before I sat down, I saw that you still hold cigarettes with your right hand, why do you keep holding cigarettes with your left hand now?"

Hattori Heiji:"……"

Yes, it's true to be suspicious, but can Brother Feichi stop speaking in that tone? He had a hard time hearing it!

Gan Kasuheng looked at the salt in his left hand with a cloudy expression. Because he was restless, he couldn't imitate the Kanto accent well, so Chi Feichi made the tone even more strange, "Then, that's because..."

"Because your right hand has been exposed to poison," Chi Feichi turned his head to look at the big Andre Cameron standing beside him, "After poisoning the dead in the bathroom, you found that someone in the bathroom heard the movement and wanted to Check the situation, so I left the bathroom in a hurry without washing my hands, and then you think the clerk changed the ramen as a meal, because it is easy to get a towel if you spill the ramen soup, but you are wiping it with a towel After touching my right hand, I was still worried about the residue of toxins on my right hand, so I didn’t dare to use my right hand to hold the cigarette that was about to be passed into my mouth. As for the evidence, the towel should be able to detect the towel on the towel you wiped your hand..."

"Let's not talk about that first..." Hattori Heiji couldn't bear it and shouted at Chi Feichi, "Can you stop speaking in such a strange tone, it's really uncomfortable!"

Amakasutoro also had an expression that couldn't help it, and stared at Chi Feichi with fire-breathing eyes.

"Sorry." Chi Feichi resumed his normal tone, closed his eyes and quickly looked at the situation in the space, then quickly returned his left eye to normal, turned around and walked to his own position, "I didn't adjust all of a sudden."

He had already lifted the table to solve the case, but the fan shape on the floor of the space was still the same, and the discoloration was so slow that it almost stagnated, and it didn't increase significantly for a long time.

From this point of view, space absorbs crime has nothing to do with whether he solves the case, but depends on how much the criminal himself can provide.

The speed slowed down to almost a standstill, it should be the limit of the evil that Amakasuto can provide to the space to absorb.

"Then, Mr. Amakasutoro," Takagi took a step forward, took out the evidence bag with his gloved hand, picked up the towel on Amakasutoto's desk, and said seriously, "We will conduct a detailed investigation on the towel on your desk. The test should be fine, right?"

Amakasutoro was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head slumpedly, "No, no need, it is indeed me..."

In the face of the evidence, Amakasutoro also spoke back to the Kansai dialect, honestly explaining his motive for killing—because his friend found out that he had poisoned the company president, he killed his friend to silence him.

...

Opposite the family restaurant, a white car parked quietly on the side of the road.

James Blake of the FBI was sitting in the driver's seat. He turned around and saw customers leaving the store one after another after the police brought people out. He saw the tall figure of Andre Cameron in the crowd, "It seems that the incident It's solved."

"Yeah," said Judy, who was in the passenger seat next to him, "With so many detectives around, it's hard not to solve the case, right?"

"Especially that Mr. Chi that you said is comparable to Sherlock Holmes is here..." James Black looked at Judy's hat, sunglasses and scarf, and finally couldn't help it, "But Judy, are you overly nervous? Got it? After reading the email from Cameron, you went to the store and bought these things, and you put them all on..."

Judy's gaze under the sunglasses was resentful, she looked at Andre Cameron who was walking towards the car, turned her gaze, and then looked at the group of people behind the glass window of the family restaurant, "I can't help it, if it's just It doesn't matter that Mr. Chi and Xiaolan are there, but Ms. Jibei is also there. She always asked me out to play before, and I had no choice but to move, so as not to arouse her suspicion. In order to avoid her, I I lied that I was traveling outside, and I would dress up every day when I came home, leaving early and returning late, and I was always worried that I would meet her in the elevator or in the parking lot. If she found out that I was here, she would ask me when I came back. Ask me if I want to play somewhere else tomorrow..."

James Black remembered the time when Judy was pestered by Isogai Nagisa to play all over Tokyo, and felt a little sympathetic to Judy, "Thank you, but it's not too bad to be able to play all over Tokyo. Next, you If there is an urgent reason to return to the United States, it should be no problem to cancel the lease."

Judy thought of getting rid of Isogai's entanglement soon, and she became more energetic. When she saw Andre Cameron approaching the car window, she lowered the window and said hello, "Cameron, is the case solved?"

"Yeah, the criminal poisoned and killed a certain president in order to make money. Before the truth was revealed by the friend, he called the friend to the bathroom and killed him. The truth seems to be like this," Andre Cameron stood beside the car , turned his head and looked at the figure behind the window of the family restaurant, "Mr. Chi is really good, he always sees the key point at once, if not for his poor condition, the case will probably be resolved not long after the police arrive Alright."

"As I said before, his reasoning ability and observation ability are comparable to Sherlock Holmes, and he is a frighteningly smart guy," Judy smiled, proud of the fact that he had provided accurate information, and asked curiously, "But you said he's in a bad state, so what's going on?"