Gold dust in the world of science

The dead body was buried, and the dead body was buried.

Looking at the movements of the corpse's hands, Officer Otaki had a guess in his mind, "Heiji, could this be?"

The two looked at each other, and Hattori Heiji also understood what he meant and nodded gently, "Yes, I think this belt and his gesture are probably the death message he left before his death!"

Heye said: "But he may not be hinting at the belt, he may be referring to the pants.

He took off the belt, maybe he wanted people to see his underwear!"

Hearing his words, Shajin couldn't help blushing, her guess was quite explosive in the entire reasoning world.

Sure enough, Hattori Heiji rolled his eyes and said unhappily: "You should use your brain too! If he wants to hint at the underwear, he can just loosen his fingers and put them on the edge of the underwear!

Who would hold a belt in his hand to make such a hint!"

He Ye also realized that her guess was ridiculous, so she stopped talking.

Officer Otaki on the side clapped his hands, "Then, let's use this clue to filter the guests waiting in the restaurant one by one!"

Unexpectedly, Maori Kogoro, who had not spoken, interrupted him. Maori Kogoro showed a confident smile, "No, I don't think it's necessary. In my opinion, the murderer must be one of the three of them.

The belt, it implies that it is the symbol of the champion that can only be worn by the dominant strong after a fight.

In other words, the murderer is the former boxing champion Rica Barre."

He Ye asked unhappily: "So what does the finger mean?"

Mauri Kogoro looked at her with a little confusion.

I only heard Kazuha continue to say: "Since Rica Barre always knocks his opponent down in the fourth round, his fingers should be showing four!"

Sure enough, facing her doubts, Maori Kogoro lost his confidence in an instant, and hurriedly said: "That... that is the professional football player Lei, he once won the final championship for his team in three countries, Boot Country, Spain and Beautiful Country!"

Conan, who was standing aside, said speechlessly with half-moon eyes: "But Lei also won the championship in the Prime Minister's Cup of the Sun Never Sets!"

Mauri Kogoro touched embarrassedly Touching his head, "Is... is that so?"

Xiaolan, who was standing by, stretched out her hand and compared the movements of the dead man's hand, and guessed: "Hey, could it be that his finger is not pointing to three, but is hinting at baseball?

Think about it, pitchers always hold the ball with three fingers when pitching."

Hearing her guess, He Ye's eyes lit up, and he immediately felt that it was very reliable, "It must be like this! In this case, the murderer is Mike from the American professional baseball!"

Mouri Kogoro shook his head, "This doesn't make sense, Mike's team has never won a championship, and winning a baseball championship doesn't get you a belt! "

Hearing his words, Conan muttered quietly: "Then what about football?"

After hearing so many ideas, Officer Otaki touched his chin and thought seriously: "The only clues now are his fingers and the white bandage held in his left hand. I think we must solve this first before we can proceed to the next step."

Mouri Kogoro was a little confused, "Bandage?"

Officer Otaki nodded, and then said puzzledly: "Why, haven't you heard of anyone calling a belt a bandage?"

Hattori Heiji rolled his eyes, "I think only old grandpas and grandmas can call it a bandage." Let me put it this way!"

Mouri Kogoro touched his chin, "Bandage, 3, Band, 3, Band."

He seemed to understand something when he said this, clapped his hands, and said excitedly: "Mr. Band, yes, it's Mr. Bando!

Okay, as long as we find someone with the surname Bando among the invited guests, it will be much easier, hahahahahaha!"

Looking at Uncle Mouri like this, Shajin smiled helplessly. Mouri Kogoro is really so energetic all the time, but this reasoning is still as outrageous as ever.

Officer Otaki on the side also had a strange look in his eyes. He turned sideways and whispered in Hattori Heiji's ear: "Heiji, is this guy really the sleeping Kogoro?"

Hearing his words, Hattori Heiji also smiled awkwardly, "Haha, I think he is probably a little drunk today!"

Obviously, he knew what was going on with this sleeping Kogoro, but he couldn't tell anyone else about it.

Seeing that Officer Otaki had been fooled, in order to divert attention

, Hattori Heiji said: "In my opinion, we will study his death information later. It would be better for us to investigate whether there is any gun smoke reaction!"

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, Officer Otaki's attention was diverted.

"That's right, we have to filter all the guests today."

Hattori Heiji nodded, "Of course, the three people who have been on standby in the room must also be checked."

...

Looking at the guests who left one by one after checking the gun smoke reaction, Sakin leaned against the wall, wondering what he was thinking.

Xiaolan and Kazuha stared at these people, trying to find something strange in their behavior.

After all, the people they both like are detectives. Kudo Shinichi is not to mention. On the surface, he and Sakin have met only a few times.

And Hattori Heiji's behavior is obvious to all of them. Although Sakin has never been very interested in the case, because of his superb reasoning ability that he inadvertently revealed, Hattori Heiji would still ask for his opinion intentionally or unintentionally.

Kazuha looked at Hattori Heiji, whose eyes lit up because of Sakin's words. Although she didn't say it, she still hoped that she could be like him and help her childhood sweetheart.

Xiaolan had basically the same mentality.

But even though the two of them looked for a long time, they didn't find anything strange, which made them a little frustrated.

As for Maori Kogoro, he pulled the guest aside and asked if the other party was Mr. Bando. It seemed that he didn't think there was anything wrong with his reasoning.

Looking at the guests coming and going, Xiaolan said in frustration: "Shajin, do you think I am useless?"

Shajin looked at her in confusion, "What's wrong, Xiaolan?"

Xiaolan was a little depressed, "Every time I encounter a case, it seems that I can't help much except screaming and calling the police. Every time I see my father and others busy solving the case, I want to help, but every time I can't see any problem.

Sometimes I even defend the murderer, and every time after the case is over, I feel stupid.

Shajin, can you teach me how to reason?"

Hearing her words, Heye beside her also looked at Shajin with expectation.

He touched his nose awkwardly and said helplessly: "Reasoning requires strong thinking ability, and I can't teach you this, but I can tell you some skills, which may allow you to skip the reasoning stage and directly identify the murderer to a certain extent."

Here, he paused for a moment, then smiled helplessly, "Of course, sufficient evidence is still needed to finally identify the murderer, but I think since we already know who the murderer is, it should be much easier to find evidence in a targeted manner!"

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Xiaolan and the others' eyes had dimmed, but after hearing the latter, the two looked at each other and were so excited that they almost jumped up.

The two looked at Shajin expectantly, hoping to hear his skills.