Conan's winery play house

"Can architects also offend people?" Mouri Kogoro asked, touching his chin.

This is not a profession that is easy to offend people, right? Police and detectives are the easiest to offend people.

"Everything may offend people. Even good people who are kind to others may not like it for the reason [thinking that people who have a good relationship with everyone are hypocritical]. Stray dogs walking by the road may also be considered an eyesore.

If someone kicks him, even the plants will be destroyed due to distasteful reasons..." Hideki Morohoshi stood aside with a cold expression and a condescending arrogance in his voice.

"You don't have the final say when you offend others. After all, you can't control other people's preferences."

"Uncle, you've lived for so long and you still don't understand this truth?" His tone turned to sarcasm and asked.

It's just that compared to the previous ridicule, his current ridicule sounds much gentler.

After all, the ridicule in the past was what really hurt people's hearts, but now the ridicule is more like complaining.

Having experienced even more exaggerated ridicule, Mouri Kogoro could no longer feel angry when faced with words of this magnitude.

"If you look at things so deeply at a young age, be careful of getting gray hair." Mouri Kogoro muttered.

"What are you talking about?" Morohoshi Hideki asked with raised eyebrows.

The elementary school students in Silver Bullet were all staring at Mouri Kogoro, and the smiles on some of their faces made Mouri Kogoro feel very familiar.

He recalled it carefully and found that he had indeed seen such a smile, more than once.

For example, when they met at the Medieval Art Museum, these elementary school students faced him, showed this smile, and then said, "Maybe they will be put in jail."

Use this method to threaten him.

The same happened several times after that. After all, once you show such a smile, nothing good will happen.

So Mouri Kogoro quickly smiled, waved his hands and said, "It's nothing, nothing, I didn't say anything."

He smiled exaggeratedly, and did not stop laughing until several primary school students looked away.

"Mayor Okamoto's son left Tokyo this morning for Izu, so the prisoner cannot be him." Officer Shiratori took out the pamphlet he carried with him and read it before speaking.

"If it weren't for him, we wouldn't be able to find any other suspects yet..." Officer Megure lowered his head and thought.

"Just go directly to Mr. Moritani and ask!" He raised his head and said loudly.

"Go and ask Mr. Moritani if ​​he knows who he has offended?" Shiratori Rensaburo was stunned, and his tone was a little subtle.

I always find this a bit strange.

But there seems to be no problem.

"It's...almost nine o'clock now. Let's go there early." Hideki Morohoshi raised his hand and looked at the Rolex log and rose gold champagne-faced watch on his wrist.

Because I am still a child, my wrist size is different from that of an adult man, so I wear the women's 36mm size.

"Miyamoto, this guy has to go to bed on time at ten o'clock. It's best to finish the questioning at nine-thirty. Leave half an hour for us to send him home." Hideki Morohoshi ordered in a natural tone.

The white-haired boy, who went to bed on time at ten o'clock, stood aside holding a stuffed bear, smiling obediently and silently.

"This... we'll try our best." Officer Memu couldn't guarantee it and could only laugh.

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After all, no one can guarantee whether there will be an accident along the way.

Hideki Morohoshi didn't say any strong words. Of course he wouldn't threaten them. Anyway, when the time came, he could just take them away.

The case is not as important as the companions.

No matter how many other people died, Morohoshi Hideki didn't care.

One hundred people and Miyamoto Aito, he will choose Miyamoto Aito. One thousand people and Miyamoto Aito, he will still choose Miyamoto Aito.

The same goes for the other people who have been replaced by silver bullets. The only thing they value is each other.

Of course, family is equally important.

The education I received as an heir is... nothing is more important than family.

"Let's go." Hideki Morohoshi walked out.

Even though they showed up at Moritani Teiji's doorstep late at night without even saying hello, the other party still let them in with good temper.

At this moment, everyone was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Moritani Teiji lit his pipe with a slender match, and the air was filled with a sweet fragrance.

Edogawa Conan moved his nose and widened his eyes after smelling the smell.

This smell...

"Sweet fragrance..." Hideki Morohoshi looked at the other person's pipe thoughtfully.

The girl in the boy detective team seemed to have said that the person who handed them the bomb-laden remote control helicopter had a sweet scent, right?

Is this what it tastes like?

If so, that would be interesting.

"Sweet scent? Ah, that's what you're talking about. Although it smells sweet, it's not sweet at all. Children can't try it." Moritani Teiji also looked at his pipe and smiled at it.

Several primary school students said.

"We don't plan to try it. Can we take a look at your place?" Hideki Morohoshi stood up and asked.

Moritani Teiji had already recognized the other party's voice. It was the voice of the boy who claimed to be the Silver Bullet Detective Team on the phone.

The bomb he installed on the Dongdu Ring Line was also found by these elementary school students.

"Of course, but the study is where I work. There are some design drawings in it that cannot be seen by others..." Moritani Teiji said hesitantly.

"Let's take a look outside the study." Takizawa Shinya promised with a smile and patted his chest.

"Then please help yourself." Moritani Teiji said while sitting on the sofa.

So a few elementary school students started walking around Moritani House.

We arrived at the work collection room.

The walls are covered with photos of buildings designed by Teiji Moritani. Photos of the bombed Kurokawa House, Mizushima House, Yasuda House, and Akutsu House, including the bridge of the Sumida Canal, can be seen here.

"He really has a lot of works." Takizawa Shinya said with emotion as he looked at the photos hanging on the wall of the entire room.

He is indeed a world-famous architect with quite a lot of works.

but……

"Although we know that you are suspicious of him, Morohoshi, because of the smell of the cigarette, but... the sweet smell alone cannot prove anything. We need more evidence." Takizawa Shin also said.

"There is a model of a small town here." Aito Miyamoto stood in front of a table covered by a dark green cloth, holding a stuffed bear, and stretched out his hand to lift the green cloth.

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The architectural model of the white town covered in glass was revealed.

All buildings are white, and... they are all symmetrical.

Miyamoto Aito looked at this model and blinked.

The buildings of Moritani Teiji are not suitable for organization. Uncle Brandy probably did not expect Moritani Teiji to be like this. The asymmetrical buildings designed will be destroyed. The design style is all British and belongs to the Stuarts of the 17th century.

Dynastic architectural style.

Even if you ask the other party to change the style, the other party will not agree.

If you forcefully demand the other party to change, you may blow up the organization's building one day.

It's normal that Uncle Brandy didn't notice it. After all, Moritani Teiji had never shown such signs before.

Only this time, the other side blew up all the buildings they thought were imperfect at once.

At the end of the observation, the conclusion is that organizations do not need such designers with major flaws.