Conan's other self

"High school detective?"

Uncle Maori looked surprised.

"Ah sneeze!"

Conan also gave his own response.

Upon seeing this, Hattori Heiji took out a bottle wrapped in cloth from his bag, poured a glass of transparent liquid out, and said to Conan: "Hey! Kid! I have special cold medicine here, want to try it?"

"Thank you, thank you." Conan took the cup.

"I heard that there is a smart and capable young detective in Kansai, is it possible-" Uncle Mouri asked.

"Yes. Kudo and I are called Suitou Kudo and are often compared to each other." Hattori Heiji responded, then turned to Maplehara, who had been quiet, "Hey, what about you? Do you want some? This thing should be preventive. cold."

Feng Yuan shook his head and refused.

He doesn't like drinking.

And this thing has other uses.

Hattori didn't take it seriously. He turned around and said to Uncle Maori: "Kudo suddenly disappeared recently. There are no reports about him. There are also rumors that he is missing..."

"Ah sneeze!"

Conan sneezed, then drank a glass full of white wine with a gulp.

Almost the next moment, Conan felt dizzy.

Xiaolan quickly supported Conan who almost fell down, and saw Conan's drunken look on his face, "What did you let him drink!"

"Chinese wine, for nothing!" Hattori Heiji took off the cloth wrapping the wine bottle and said proudly.

Seeing the other party's expression, Xiaolan became even more angry, "Wine? How could you let a child drink this!?"

"It's okay, don't worry, it will definitely work!" Hattori Heiji took out his ears and said impatiently, "Okay! Now tell me where Kudo is!"

"I told you he's not here..." Xiaolan said impatiently, but then she realized that she had just said this and it would be endless if this continued, "What on earth are you looking for for Shinichi?"

"It's nothing important! I just want to meet that kid and confirm...whether Kudo Shinichi is qualified to compare with me!"

"..."

Xiaolan was speechless and didn't know what to say.

"Sneeze!" Conan sneezed again.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

A commission has come to my door.

In order not to affect Uncle Maori's work, everyone had to stop temporarily.

Xiaolan brought the client in and sat down, then ran to make tea, while Hattori sat unceremoniously next to the uncle and listened to the client's words.

The client's name is Tsujimura Kimie, the wife of diplomat Tsujimura Isao.

…

"You want to investigate the character record of your son's girlfriend?" Uncle Maoli asked.

"That's right. Here are her photos and experiences."

"Sachiko Katsuragi, twenty-four years old... studying at Toto Medical University..." Uncle Maori read as he read, "...Isn't this pretty good! Are you dissatisfied with it?"

Mouri Kogoro is so excited!

"I'm not dissatisfied with her," Mrs. Tsujimura said, "It's just that-"

"It's just because the conditions are too good that I don't like it," Hattori Heiji interjected. "Human nature is like this. When you see something perfect, you want to find fault with it...Auntie, am I right?"

"Who is this child?" Mrs. Tsujimura said.

"My little girl's friend!" Uncle Mori explained while telling Hattori to shut up, but Mrs. Tsujimura didn't seem to mind very much.

After saying a few words, Mrs. Tsujimura stood up and asked Uncle Mori to go to Tsujimura's house to have a detailed discussion with Tsujimura Isao. The reason was that diplomats were not suitable to come to a place like a detective agency.

Uncle Maori could not refuse.

And Hattori Heiji, who came to compete with Kudo Shinichi, naturally would not miss this potential competition opportunity. In order to ensure that Kudo Shinichi would appear on the stage, he also took Xiaolan, Maplehara and Conan with him.

So after a while, after Hattori Heiji's encouragement, the group went to Tsujimura's house neatly.

Due to the large number of people, they hailed a taxi.

In the car where Maplehara was, Hattori Heiji sat in the front, and Ran, Conan and Maplehara sat in the back. Conan looks better than before, but if you look closely, you can see that his body temperature is higher than before.

After thinking for a moment, Fengyuan took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Dr. Ali.

The taxi finally stopped in front of a very grand villa.

Mrs. Tsujimura carefully paid the fare for Xiaolan's car, which made Uncle Maori relieved.

The housekeeper of the Tsujimura family stood in front of the villa.

"Madam, you are back!" The housekeeper bowed.

"Where's sir?"

"The master is still in the study on the second floor." the housekeeper replied, and then looked at Mouri Kogoro next to Mrs. Tsujimura, "Who is this?"

"My old friend Mr. Mori." Mrs. Tsujimura said before Uncle Mori could answer. As discussed before, she didn't want others to know the identity of Detective Uncle Maori.

After passing the housekeeper, Mrs. Tsujimura led a group of people straight into the house, and then to her surprise, she met the target of the investigation, Sachiko Katsuragi.

Just like in the photo, she is a very beautiful woman, and her personality seems to be very good.

But Mrs. Tsujimura treated her badly.

Afterwards, they met Mr. Tsujimura who liked fishing. He is the father of Isao Tsujimura, the male owner of the family.

Mrs. Tsujimura stopped and chatted with him for a few words, then led everyone upstairs to the study and knocked on the door.

"Husband! I'm back!" Mrs. Tsujimura shouted several times, and then knocked on the door several times, but there was no response.

After shouting again, Mrs. Tsujimura took out the key from her bag, opened the door and walked in. The crowd followed closely behind.

The sound that was only faintly audible outside the door suddenly penetrated everyone's ears.

"I'm listening to the opera..." Hattori Heiji said, looking at the speakers in the room.

"Really... I fell asleep without turning off the stereo..." Mrs. Tsujimura said as she walked over and called her husband.

Isao Tsujimura is a middle-aged man with a hairstyle similar to Dr. Agasa. He is wearing formal clothes. He is sitting in front of the table with his chin propped up. There is a pile of books in front of the table, and he looks like he is asleep.

Mrs. Tsujimura walked up behind him, put her hands on his shoulders and shook his body.

Then, under the surprised eyes of everyone, diplomat Isao Tsujimura fell to the ground with a dull sound.

died.

…

The deceased was poisoned.

There was a small red dot behind the corpse's ear, and a needle suspected to be the murder weapon had fallen nearby.

The corpse's lips, fingers, and toes have turned purple, and there are bleeding spots on the conjunctiva of the eyes, indicating that he died of suffocation.

No traces of strangulation or drowning were found, and there was no expression of pain on the deceased's face. Therefore, the deceased could only have died of suffocation due to nerve paralysis with poison.

Since the body was still warm and rigor mortis had not yet appeared, it can be inferred that the deceased had been dead for less than 30 minutes when he was found.

There was also the key to this room in the corpse's pocket, and the only other key left was the key used by Mrs. Tsujimura to open the door, so this room was once a secret room.

The above is the reasoning that Hattori Heiji and Conan completed at the same time.

But after that, the two had differences.

Hattori Heiji paid more attention to the secret room and thought of using thread and tape to pass the key through the crack in the door and send it from the outside into the pocket of the deceased.

Conan paid more attention to the stereo and the stack of books placed in front of the deceased.

However, he is in a very bad state now, and with the presence of an unconfused detective like Hattori Heiji, it is difficult for Conan to read key clues under the guise of Uncle Mori like before.

No, just when he was trying to get the key ring in the corpse's pocket from Megure Police Department and Hattori Heiji in a cute way, Xiaolan pulled him back.

"Conan! Don't disturb Hattori's case!"

Xiaolan pulled Conan aside, and then continued to watch Hattori Heiji's reasoning in a slightly trance.

Looks like Shinichi...

Xiaolan thought so.

Jealousy welled up in Conan's heart.

However, just as the jealousy surged, there was a sharp pain in his chest. Conan couldn't help but grab the clothes on his chest and threw his whole body to the side.

Then he was supported.

"Go to the hospital?" Maplehara said while supporting Conan.