Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"Snapped!"

The lights at the reception were turned off, leaving only the stage lights, and Kaho Tsujimoto, who was dressed in a white uniform, appeared in front of the rostrum as the host.

"Everyone, welcome aboard the Aphrodite. I am the host of the reception tonight, Kaho Tsujimoto..."

Facing the warm applause from everyone, Tsujimoto Xiaho smiled sweetly: "First of all, let me introduce the main staff. The first one is the chief waiter Misaki Naoya..."

"Huh?" Conan looked around, but couldn't find Gao Cheng, so he hurriedly asked Xiao Ai next to him, "Where's Kido?"

"It seems to have gone out just now."

Xiao Ai responded, and turned her gaze to Yuanzi and the others who were applauding.

Gao Cheng needed to investigate the prisoner's room, so he probably sneaked there now, it seemed that he was determined to find out the prisoner before the reception ended.

However, since the prisoner came to the reception, would he leave any evidence in the room?

On the other side, after Gao Cheng left the reception, he first went to Room 202 of Hiroshige Hiroshige. Unlike the excitement at the reception, the whole ship was deserted, and no one would disturb him.

The room was not much different from before. Gao Cheng first turned on the computer to check, only to find that a password had been set.

If I remember correctly, I didn't have a password when I first came to talk to Hiroshige Hiroshige, so I was already vigilant.

There seemed to be no other clues in the room, and even if there were clues, they were probably disposed of by Kusaka Hiroshige.

Gao Cheng took out the IC recorder from his bag, and all the recordings in it were erased.

Then there's the wardrobe.

There was a commemorative windbreaker distributed to the passengers in the closet, but no blood was found, but there were slight scratches on the back.

The situation near the dock gate appeared in Gao Cheng's mind.

There seems to have been a chase and fight at the scene. After all, the Yatsudai president is not an ordinary person, and the iron fan may be because he has a premonition of danger.

in addition……

Gao Cheng recalled Kusaka Hiroshi's state.

When being interrogated, Kusaka Hiroshige was wearing a high-necked dress, and he also wore a scarf when he attended the reception, so he never showed his neck.

Probably there were traces of the victim's resistance...

After a pause, Gao Cheng continued to rush to Akiyoshi Mihako's room on the 5th floor.

As the designer of the Aphrodite, Akiyoshi Mihako is treated much better than Kusaka Hiroshige, and she has a balcony and sea view room, and the location is quite good.

Gao Cheng opened the door with the universal key card. The first thing he looked at was the wardrobe. He also found a commemorative windbreaker, but there was no trace of it.

The room was tidy and clean. After the closet, Gao Cheng looked at the drawers again, but he couldn't find much. He only found a sailboat made of paper and a pistol-shaped crossbow. Pull the trigger to fire a deadly crossbow. .

Bringing this kind of weapon on board, there is indeed a problem, what is Akiyoshi Mihako thinking?

Putting down the crossbow lightly, Gao Cheng turned his gaze to the paper sailboat below.

...

The scene of the reception,

The head waiter Misaki Naoya, the ship doctor Mizukubo, the chef, and the first-class navigator all stood on the stage one after another, and finally the captain Kaito Watari took the stage to speak.

"Everyone," Kaito Wataru nodded to the applauding passengers, "Before I give my speech, I would like to introduce the beauty who designed this ship. She is Miss Akiyoshi Mihako..."

"Captain!" A passenger watched Mihako Akiyoshi with outstanding temperament come on stage, but didn't care too much, and asked Kaito Du anxiously, "Is it true that President Gui Jiang was killed?"

"We heard that the eighth generation chairman is also missing..."

"this……"

There was a sudden commotion at the scene, especially when Captain Haitengdu couldn't explain it, they whispered to each other and discussed, even the Mumu who were behind were questioned.

"Can we have a leisurely reception like this now?"

"What's going on here?" Several fat ladies squeezed the sweaty Takagi in the middle and asked eagerly, "Aren't you the police? Did you find the criminal..."

"Please calm down..."

"Everyone present, please calm down first," Mori Kogoro stood on the rostrum at some point, and said with a microphone, "Don't worry, everyone. The serial murderer who committed these brutal murders has been killed by me, Mori Kogoro." It's locked!"

"Ah?" Everyone focused their eyes on Kogoro Mori, and they calmed down and waited for the uncle to speak.

"It's Detective Mori Kogoro..."

"The murderer who killed President Takae Yatsushiro and Chairman Yatsushiro," Mori Kogoro watched the audience's reaction with satisfaction, paused, and pointed to his side, "That person is you, Mihako Akiyoshi!"

"What?" Akiyoshi Mihako stared blankly at Kogoro and pointed at herself.

"The motive for the murder was to avenge the eight generations of Englishmen who died in a car accident half a month ago. That accident was actually a murderous car accident planned by the father and daughter of Yatsushiro Entaro..."

Gao Cheng quietly returned to the side of Conan and the others. When he came over, he saw the uncle's reasoning, but he was a little stunned just by opening his mouth.

Shouldn't it be speculated that Akiyoshi Mihako killed her teacher, the eight generations of British people?

Eight generations of British people are the son-in-law of eight generations of families. After so many years, what is worth murdering by eight generations of father and daughter? If it is eight generations of father and daughter, they can do it more covertly.

"But, Mr. Mori," Misaki Nao was startled for a while, and hurriedly asked, "Why does Ms. Akiyoshi want to avenge Mr. Yatsushiro?"

Mori Kogoro said calmly: "I think it's probably because Mihako and Yatsushiro Hideto-san are lovers..."

"Wait a minute, Mr. Mori," Akiyoshi Mihako was so shocked that she opened her eyes and looked at the uncle, "Yatsushiro-sensei is indeed a great senior, and I respect him very much, but we are not lovers , and when this murder happened, I had an alibi to call Mr. Kusaka!"

"That's true," Mori Kogoro asked with a snort, "however, Mr. Kusaka read the story alone for about twenty minutes, and you didn't even say a word, that is to say, during this time you didn't Alibi..."

"Please don't go too far!"

Akiyoshi Mihako yelled angrily, leaned close to Uncle Mori and asked: "If Mr. Kusaka stopped to talk to me in the middle of reading the plot, he would find out that I was not there, wouldn't he? I'm not stupid enough to rely on this method Make an Alibi!

"If you insist that I am the murderer, please show me the evidence now!"

"Uh……"

Mori Kogoro opened his mouth, only to realize that he had forgotten the evidence, and sweat broke out on his face.

"Ah, this..."

"Mr. Molly, what do you mean?"

"I……"

The uncle was forced to take a step back by Akiyoshi Mihako, and turned his head to see the eyes of the audience waiting for evidence, but his mind went blank.

"No, sorry, I'll go to the bathroom first..."

"what?"

Everyone at the scene watched Mori Kogoro smirk and leave in embarrassment. Even though they knew it was inappropriate, they still couldn't help laughing. With a flash of silver light, the uncle froze, and his body became uncontrollable again.

"Why are you here again..."

"This is?" Mu Mu stared blankly at Moori Kogoro, who fell into a deep sleep in front of the stage, and reacted in surprise, "Brother Maoli, could it be that you..."

"That's right," Conan ran under the table next to him and said with a bowknot voice changer, "I was just joking just now, but it was also because of this that I found the real murderer. The screenwriter, Mr. Hiroshige Kusaka, the murderer is you!"

The guests at the scene looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally looked at Hiroshige Kusaka with a slightly changed expression along with the others.

"It's funny what you said, Mr. Mori," Kusaka Hiroshige tightened his body and retorted, "Didn't you hear what Mihako said just now? I was talking to her when the incident happened!"

"It's right on the phone. I read the story alone for 20 minutes. I guess it was a pre-recorded recording, right? The IC recorder is still in your room. Although the recording inside should be deleted, you are not there. Proof that there is also a problem..."

Conan continued to reason: "You play the pre-recorded story to the other party through the receiver. Just in case, you have done this several times before. Miss Mihako was not allowed to speak in the middle, and then took advantage of this time to kill the eighth-generation father. Female……"

"Evidence... Where's the evidence?" Hiroshige Kusaka gritted his teeth, "Let's not say that I didn't record the story, even if I did, why should I say that I killed someone?"

"Of course there is evidence," Conan said with a smile, "it's your hair, haven't you found it yet? A bunch of it turned black, because your hair color is close to the color of blood, so you didn't notice it? But the blood took a while It will turn into blood clots, and the color will be different..."

wrong.

Gaocheng's eyes flickered, and he looked at Hiroshige Kusaka who was pale, and then turned to Miwako Akiyoshi on the stage.

This reasoning is flawed...