Ke Xue world is not scientific

Conan's figure is suffocated, this is also too hurtful, right?

He was then arrested by Maori Kogoro.

"Really, if you don't pay attention, you run around."

Although his heart was severely damaged, Conan still opened his mouth to remind, "Uncle, look, all my footprints are gone, how did you do it?"

"What are you talking nonsense about again?" Maori Kogoro looked down and was shocked, "Could it be that the murderer... Conan, you kid has done a great job again!

With that, he rushed back to the main house.

Again?

Conan's nose was sour, it turned out that the confused detective still remembered his good wow!

Good!

Just by taking this opportunity, he can investigate again!

......

When Conan returns, Mori Kogoro is identifying Ryo Daimon as the murderer.

Uncle still can't do it.

Aim, launch!

This time Maori Kogoro was sitting on the sofa, which was quite convenient, and Yusuke Suzuki subconsciously dodged after hearing the faint sound of breaking the air, seeing that it was not himself, he helped a confused detective again.

"Mr. Māori!?"

Several people from the gate family were a little confused when they saw this situation.

"In fact, what I said just now is just a pretense to make the murderer neglect of prevention, and my reasoning is only half carried out."

Conan leaned back against the couch and began to reason.

"What do you mean by that?"

Hearing this, Hojo Hatsui was a little anxious, how could this still be changed.

"The murderer of the old man is indeed as I just said, wearing ordinary flat shoes from the back door to the wing, and then wearing armor and stepping on footprints to return to the main house."

"To be able to do this kind of thing, in fact, anyone of you except Mrs. Ryuko can do it."

"According to my inference, the kind of wound on the old man's body is bound to spray blood on the murderer's body, but there is no blood on that armor."

"Therefore, the murderer killed the old master, then put on the armor and entered the video room, killing the eldest young master."

"And none of us heard screams or the like last night, so it can be speculated that the eldest young master should have been in a coma or a deep sleep at that time."

"Then, Miss Chusui, who made coffee for the eldest young master, your suspicion is very big."

Hojo Hatsuho immediately retorted, "But the door of that room has a strong sound insulation effect, and it is normal that you can't hear movement."

"But there is no trace of the fight on the scene," Conan continued, "and besides, it happened on a special day like yesterday, and the implications are something we need to pay attention to." "

Mrs. Ryuko, the samurai you saw last night didn't hold a sword in his hand, did he?"

After getting the response, Conan sat down on the ground, "Actually, it's not that he doesn't have a knife in his hand, but you can't see the knife he has on the right side of his body from your room."

"That means the killer is left-handed."

Several people subconsciously looked at the gate Lianglang, he was left-handed.

Yusuke Suzuki couldn't help but complain in his heart that after watching Conan, 90% of left-handed people in the world TM are in Japan.

He simply opened his mouth to assist, "Miss Hatsui also used her left hand when she handed me coffee just now. "

I did use my left hand just now," Hojo Hatsuho looked at Yusuke Suzuki, "but I didn't prove anything with my left hand holding the cup."

"Besides, I have no reason to kill them."

Conan picked up the conversation in time, "This is related to the meaning behind this matter that I mentioned earlier, Xiaolan, there is a cabinet in Miss Hatsui's room, you go and bring the old picture frame inside."

After Morilan left, Conan continued to press, attacking Hojo Hatsuho's previous words from multiple angles, leaving the other party no time to carefully consider what he said.

As soon as Maori Lan returned, Conan directly directed everyone's attention to the picture frame again.

"Xiaolan, you put the picture frame on the coffee table for everyone to see."

"This is Miss Hatsui and her father, right?" Daimon Liang looked at it for a while and then exclaimed, "This person... It was the president who committed suicide in the newspaper!

"Yes, that's Miss Hatsui's motive."

After a long silence, Hojo Hatsuho continued to argue, "The person who committed suicide is indeed my father, in order to hide my eyes, I changed my name and surname to hide my past, but so what, what you said so far is just speculation!"

"I naturally have proof."

Conan said lightly, and it was in the kitchen stove.

"This was actually found by Conan, who found a blood-stained coat in the stove and the pair of white socks provided by Mrs. Ryuko."

"This is a curse!"

"That pair of white socks was not worn on the feet of the eldest young master, if the murderer did not take the white socks to wear them for him, why did the murderer take it away?"

"Miss Hatsui, in fact, your left foot is injured, right, you don't seem to have bandaged the wound properly, and it is still bleeding."

"I think you must have accidentally broken the cup and stabbed your foot when you killed the master, so that you don't leave blood on the shoes of the armor, so you put on those white socks."

"It's too obvious to fire and use the stove in the middle of the night to eliminate the evidence, and when you want to burn them today, Xiaolan goes to the kitchen to help, do you have anything else to say?"

After a moment of silence, Hojo Hatsuho confessed the crime, "I must avenge my father."

"Miss Hatsui, you avenge your father in this way, do you think your father will be happy? It's great that he'll praise you for doing that?

"Attached to the armor is not General Hidetomo's undead, but your heart called revenge."

In the afternoon, the police arrived belatedly, and Yusuke Suzuki watched Hojo Hatsuho being taken into a police car, and his feelings were a little complicated.

Conan is not wrong to persuade people to be kind, but after putting himself in Hojo's shoes, he still feels that he will do the same thing.

Perhaps Conan did not choose to turn himself in after regretting that the other party completed his revenge.

Yusuke Suzuki suddenly smiled, what did he think so much for?

In the blink of an eye, it was evening again, and they could be considered to have arrived at the hot spring place.

He and Maori Kogoro can sit, but Conan is more difficult and must stand, otherwise he will drown.

On the other side, Mao Lilan and Haibara didn't know what they talked about, but they were very happy anyway.

The steaming heat and the snowy scenery around the mountains make it feel very unusual.

Before he left, he exchanged phone numbers with Daimon Lianglang, and now there is indeed only such a single seedling left in the Daimon family, and it is estimated that no matter how unwilling the other party is, I am afraid that he will inherit the position of president.

After all, it is a family business, and it will not be willing to fall into the hands of others.

After soaking in the hot spring, Haihara actually told him that he was going to sleep with Xiaolan tonight, and the relationship between women could progress so quickly?

Incomprehensible.

At night, Conan lifted the quilt and looked at Maori Kogoro, who was sleeping heavily, and at Yusuke Suzuki, who was standing by the window smoking.

"You also feel my usual pain."

Conan walked over to Yusuke Suzuki, and the moonlight was just right outside the window.

"It's really painful, but you should have adapted to it, how did you wake up?"

"I don't know... Are you not going to sleep?

"I fell asleep naturally if I was sleepy, and according to normal methods, I guess I won't be able to sleep today."

At three o'clock in the morning, Yusuke Suzuki looked at the ceiling and gritted his teeth, this was the first time he was dissatisfied with Maori Kogoro, and the first time he reached the point of wanting to kill the other party.

Too TM torture!