Detective Conan: Twelve Death Warlocks

"Look, it was clearly marked on my newspaper the day before!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Mao Lilan couldn't do anything about Maori Kogoro's habit of bragging, and then sighed helplessly.

When they met after dinner, Kudo Shinichi's friendly look made Mao Lilan feel relieved. Conan also didn't expect that there was no sense of violation in letting the guy pretend to be himself.

But that's okay. If you do it like this, it will easily expose those guys' flaws, but the effect may not be that obvious.

The two saw that Sera Masumi seemed to be muttering something to Mao Lilan, and then they saw Mao Lilan lightly shake his head: "Are you talking about Kaitou Kidd? That's impossible! I was in Singapore before.

That time, Kaitou Kidd used the identity of Shinichi

Identity appeared next to us, and I saw through his tricks at a glance. Take his hands, for example, they are fresh and slender, like those of a pianist or a magician and his fingers. In addition, that guy prefers to show off and interact with Shinichi.

The sense of accomplishment of peeling off the cocoon is completely different.”

Seeing Kudo Shinichi put his right hand into the pocket of his uniform, Conan subconsciously understood because there was a callus on his thumb that was acquired after an injury.

Kudo Shinichi smiled and looked at them with a half-smile: "You guys! Don't make irresponsible remarks behind other people's backs. Sera, you are really meticulous. Do you believe it?"

Am I the same person as this kid?"

Saying that, Kudo Shinichi picked up Conan with a sly smile.

"It hurts!" Conan was caught off guard because Kudou Shinichi pressed against his lower abdomen.

Next to him, Hui Yuan Ai opened his mouth, as if he felt a little helpless when he saw such a situation so early in the morning. It was just like a boring farce.

"Ah! Sorry, sorry." Kudo Shin immediately carried the bag in his right hand and had no choice but to hide it, "But I am very curious about uncle's reasoning last night."

"Well, I actually read the notes Uncle Maori made in the newspaper." Conan said calmly, "Actually, the police gave very detailed instructions on the case, plus the descriptions of the previous attackers.

I found that Uncle Maori had written the word "口" next to it, as well as the abbreviation of "T·F". A few days ago, my uncle and I went to a mahjong parlor to play mahjong, and we happened to know a man named Yumoto Minetaro.

The name in English is 'Toshimoto'

The abbreviation of "Fengtaro" is "T·F", so I was thinking that the "mouth" drawn by Uncle Maori might refer to the mahjong tiles!"

Kudo Shinichi was a little surprised, and then he laughed: "I didn't expect that uncle, with his great skills nowadays, would actually make such annotations at that time. And you were also very careful in your observations, Conan!"

"Ha ha……"

Next to her, Haibara Ai sighed helplessly, as if she thought their performance was terrible. However, she more or less understood who the person pretending to be Kudo Shinichi was. Unexpectedly, everyone was pregnant and investigating as someone else.

The truth is in my heart!

"But the main reason why my uncle discovered that 'T·F' is Yumoto Minetaro is probably because the description in the newspaper is somewhat similar to Yumoto Minetaro! Moreover, in those few days, Mr. Yumoto Minetaro's state was a little strange, and he seemed to be confused.

In a daze, just

He seemed not to care about winning or losing in card games. However, it seems that in these attacks one after another, he went out at the reported time of 8pm to 8:30pm. The locations were all at that chess and card shop.

The room is no more than three kilometers away. So..."

Kudo Shinichi fell into deep thought, and then touched his chin to add the following reasoning: "Given the situation, Uncle Maori only needs to investigate whether the crime can be committed during the period related to the time of the crime, and then combined with the situation at the police scene. If it is uncle

Having said this reasoning, the policeman

The party will definitely ask Mr. Yumoto Minetaro to confirm the alibi at the time of the crime by assisting the investigation. In order not to alert the snake, everyone in the chess and card room will be sure. With a little luck, the police will

You can get real results.”

"Brother Shinichi is absolutely right!" Conan looked at Kudo Shinichi and couldn't help but smile.

"It's just that the gangster was unlucky because his fingerprints were found in the blood-stained rubber gloves he used to attack others."

"In fact, as long as Brother Xinyi investigates, he will find that this person's work must use rubber gloves. And his work is very closely related to the fiberglass industry."

"Ah?" Kudo Shinichi seemed a little stunned, then he smiled bitterly and looked sideways at Mao Lilan next to him, "Sister Xiaolan, what do you think?"

Hearing that Kudo Shinichi deliberately used the title "Sister Xiaolan", Mao Lilan couldn't help but clench her fists, as if she had the urge to hit someone. Kudo Shinichi immediately became scared, as if this had never happened before

It happened before, and he sighed slightly: "In the end, the level has improved, and the title of Kanto Detective will also change hands!"

"Then what can I do? You have not been in Japan for the past six months, and Uncle Maori suddenly appeared at this time. Naturally, you have to give up your reputation as a reasoning madman."

"Although this is the case, the selection of talents and abilities cannot completely suppress me!" Kudo Shinichi seemed to be feeling a little emotional and helpless.

Conan looked at Kudo Shinichi's actions and couldn't help but admire his superb acting skills, which were completely incompatible. From this point of view, "Kudo Shinichi is real" is firmly established in the hearts of the public.

.In other words, at least for a short period of time, Sera Masumi and MI6 behind her will also have to consider what will happen if things come to a standstill.

…………

The moment the keyboard stopped, Guo Cheng's expression felt slightly oppressive. This was an inconvenience to his reasoning and conception.

He reached out to pick up the glass and browsed through the entries of various cases on the web. There are also some unsolved mysteries in the world. However, wisdom can lead to mistakes, so it is better to simply take a look at these things.

.Although he was feeling stressed, he still sighed slightly, as if he felt that these cases were too far away from him.

"The difference between fiction and reality...maybe it lies in the divergence of endless imagination."

Leaning on the back of the chair behind him, Guo Cheng frowned slightly. No matter how much he wrote about secret room murder, it was still a cliché. If he wanted to write something different, he could only rely on the connotation.