After Maori Kogoro heard Yamamura's words, his heart once again refreshed his understanding of the other party.

Gunma Prefecture needs police support!

I'm afraid the people here have begun to lose trust in the police, right!?

It was Akashi who opened his mouth to grab everyone's attention back.

"To be honest, I cook a lot because I and my tennis students are like good friends, so I often invite them to my house, and they all like the curry I make, but it just so happens that it rains today and there is no one on the tennis court."

He was now covered in sweat, his eyes fixed on somewhere in the space, forcing himself to concentrate on the words to respond.

Yusuke Suzuki looked at the moment he finished his words and asked the last question, "Do you tie a fishing wire knot?" Will or no, answer me right away. Hearing

this, Akashi was stunned.

"I... I..."

Yusuke Suzuki smiled, "such a simple question, don't hesitate for so long, how, the answer to this question has to do with whether you can get rid of it?"

"I, I just didn't react all of a sudden, I didn't expect you to ask such an irrelevant question!"

"So, what about your answer?"

"I don't want that knot."

"You can think about it, you are responsible for what you say, since you can't tie it, then the rope knots in the downstairs living room, including all the rooms, should be tied by your wife who died three years ago?"

"Hmm... That's right.

Yusuke Suzuki walked up to Mori Kogoro and stood steady, "Actually, I'm just asking you so many questions just to disturb your thoughts.

"I now want you to explain why the knot here is tied indiscriminately, and I hope you can get the police to search your body, I think you should be able to find that fishing line knot on you."

"By the way, your first reaction when you enter the door is not to save the deceased, but to be sure that the other party has died."

Yamamura finally behaved like a normal criminal policeman.

He stepped forward, "Mr. Kwanfu, I hope you will cooperate with us."

Akashi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, smiled wryly and took out a knot from his trouser pocket, "No need to look for it."

"Today is the death day of his deceased wife..."

He then silently recounted the cause of his wife's death and his motive for killing.

Conan listened while recalling the whole process of Yusuke Suzuki's solving the case, which was completely different from his style.

The little friend is still quite considerate of him.

He couldn't speak today, and Yusuke Suzuki stood up without hesitation.

Move!

So impressed!

In the future, as long as he didn't have to, he would definitely never use Yusuke Suzuki's voice again.

After taking Akashi Hiroo into the police car, Yamamura looked at Maori Kogoro with adoration, "Worthy of being a detective, even the disciples under the seat are so good!" "

Ahem... Where," the confused detective humbled himself, "this kid still has a lot of room for improvement, if he wants to compare with me, it will take at least 20 years of hard work."

"Of course, you're a god of reasoning," Yamamura sighed, "It's a pity that I couldn't see your name today, and I want my colleagues to see it, and I don't know if I will have a chance in the future."

"Well," Maori Kogoro didn't know how to answer, "should, maybe, maybe there will be."

"However, Officer Yamamura, I want to trouble you to take us out of here because of my rented car... In short, there is no way to use it.

"Of course that's fine! However, it's late now, so it's better to go back to the police station with me first. "

The group was divided into three police cars before they could barely sit down.

The rain was still heavy, the roads were muddy, and it was late at night to rush back to the police station.

When the transcript was finished, it was dawn.

Yamamura is really responsive to Maori Kogoro and asks his colleagues to send them back to the villa.

If it weren't for the fear that he would be caught by his peers for fatigue driving, he would personally send everything away.

After returning to the villa, everyone didn't care about eating, so they slept first.

Then the time came to the evening.

No matter how gentle Ayako Suzuki is, she can't stand it, and the family brings friends and family to come over to play on their days off, and as a result, they have to leave at most after another meal.

It's really unexpected.

Yusuke Suzuki woke up early and came downstairs first, and found Ayako Suzuki looking out the window in a daze.

The Suzuki patriarchal daughter is a year older than him.

"Sister, what do you see?"

He walked to the other party, surrounded by a light and elegant fragrance on the tip of his nose.

"I didn't see anything, but it was a little uncomfortable," Ayako Suzuki looked up at him, her squinted eyes opening slightly, "I originally made many plans, but now they are all in vain."

Yusuke Suzuki said rather unwillingly, "No way, I ran into an accident."

"That... How long until dinner? Hearing

this, Ayako Suzuki covered her mouth and chuckled, "Yusuke, I heard Sonoko say that you ate five curry rice last night?" "

Well, I'm awesome, right?"

Yusuke Suzuki said quite proudly.

Since Ayako Suzuki treats him as her own brother, there is nothing wrong with the childishness he is showing now.

It has been like this since the first time he entered Suzuki's house, and this gentle sister makes him unable to carry a cold temperament.

Of course, this side is estimated to only be revealed in front of her and Haihara, and it must be when she is alone.

Once someone else is present....

He doesn't want face?

Ayako Suzuki tapped him on the shoulder, "I'll go see if Mr. Mori is awake and start eating when everyone gets up."

"Good."

After Ayako Suzuki left, her place was immediately occupied by Yusuke Suzuki.

Light a cigarette.

It seems good to look at the still gloomy sky in a daze.

After dinner, Yusuke Suzuki spontaneously chose to be a driver, so as not to have any accidents on the way back.

Maori Kogoro always felt that his apprentice's behavior was alluding to something, but he didn't have much to say.

The journey back to Tokyo from Karuizawa was not far, and with Yusuke Suzuki driving relatively fast, it didn't take much effort to get to the Maori detective agency.

When the Maori family went upstairs, he drove Suzuki home in his car.

So, he stayed overnight again.

And he didn't notice that in the slow traffic he faced when he returned to Tokyo, there was a woman he had been thinking about day and night driving away.

This man is the long-disappeared Belmode.

And the destination of her trip happened to be Nagano Prefecture.

Base One.

The lowest underground floor.

Belmode passed through several steel doors in a row and finally reached the door of the final room.

Her face was as usual, and she did not dare to show any wrong emotions.

Because along the way, even she doesn't know how much surveillance there is.

At this time, the door in front of her, except for the one, no one could open it.

After waiting for a long time, a slightly harsh voice sounded.

The iron door slowly opened, and it was dark inside, and five fingers could not be seen.

She took a few steps inside according to the route she remembered, and the iron door behind her slowly closed again.

After a few breaths, the lights in the house suddenly turned on.

And there was also an old sound accompanied by a strong breathing sound in the space.

"Belmode, come forward."

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