The mastermind behind Conan

Xiaolan carefully put the album back in its place.

The beautiful face was full of suspicion, and her eyes were deeply fixed on Conan, who was listening carefully to the case not far away.

"It's getting really interesting. The corners of Bai Shiwu's mouth raised slightly.

"Uncle, don't you want to ask about the three apprentices?" Conan didn't notice Xiaolan's strange appearance.

"Is that okay?" asked Kogoro Mori.

"Yes. Ninety-nine-seven Megumi nodded and spoke again: "One is the ace Sanada Kazuzo, who is known as the successor of my husband's career. The second is Miyoshi Asako, who has a stubborn personality and first-class skills, and no female magician in Japan can be better than anyone at present. The last one is called Hiroshi Hyakchi, his learning period is relatively short, and his skills are not as good as the first two, but he is also very talented!".

"The three children are very well-behaved, so they live in our house every day to learn art. Ninety-nine-seven Hui added.

"Live in your house?" Mori Kogoro raised an eyebrow, "Where were the three of them on the day of the crime?".

"Come with me to the Rice Flower Hotel for a dinner show. Originally, my husband was going to participate, but then he said that the pay was too low and he didn't accept it, so he didn't go. Ninety-nine-seven Hui said in detail.

"But the three of them were at home before they left, right?

Conan died again, and under Xiaolan's puzzled gaze, he suddenly interjected.

"Hey, little ghost. Maori Kogoro shouted loudly.

"My husband was dead while we were performing, little friend. Ninety-nine-seven Megumi didn't care about Conan's interjection.

Thereupon.

Under Xiaolan's increasingly suspicious gaze, Conan spoke again, "However, if you put the poison in the capsule and let him eat it..."

"If that's the case, my husband realizes that he will immediately call for help. There is a telephone in the basement and the door lock can be easily opened from the inside. "

"So, what about sleeping pills?" Conan's death was in progress.

"My husband has not found such a thing in his body, and there is no sign of him being tied, not to mention that our family has received good information, and there is no sign of an outsider breaking in. "

Ninety-nine-seven-Megumi's words, Maori Shigoro's next questions, are all sealed.

"Isn't that suicide?" Mori Kogoro sighed.

"Yes, that's what the police said. But, no matter how much you think about it, my husband can't kill himself!".

"It's impossible to kill yourself!?Why did Madame say that?".

"Because tomorrow is the birthday of our daughter, Bunnai. My husband has been preparing a gift since a month ago, and he is very much looking forward to it, hoping to give it to Fumino. How could such a person commit suicide?".

Ninety-nine-seven Hui said excitedly, reached out and opened the satchel, and said nervously: "It's not just this, it's other than that. On the table in the basement ... And this!".

"Playing cards?" Mori Kogoro wondered.

"It seems to be gluing the ace of spades to the jack of spades," Conan observed on tiptoe.

"Yes, little friend. Mr. Maori, the police also tore open the playing card and examined it, but there was nothing written inside. This time, in order to see you, I glued it back to its original shape and brought it here. "

"Is it possible that it was a simple magic trick?"

"But my husband rarely plays card tricks, and he has never seen such a skill. "

"That's weird," Mori Kogoro looked at the two cards carefully.

"Uncle, let's always go to this aunt's house first!

"What, you little ghost, I'll just go alone this time, and the kids will stay at home!" shouted Maori Kogoro.

"It's okay, Dad, take me with Conan, maybe it can help! You see, Conan knows so much strange knowledge. Isn't that right, Conan?" Lan suddenly suggested.

"But—" Mori Kogoro hesitated.

"Mr. Maori, if you don't mind, can you take me with you? I want to see for myself what a real detective looks like to solve a crime! Besides, I have a knack for keeping children

under control!"

Takeshi Shiraishi reached out to cover Conan's head and rubbed it vigorously twice.

"That's right, Mr. Shiraishi is here to visit his father as a detective today!" Xiaolan looked at her and persuaded her.

"Alright then, Brother Shiraishi, I'll show you what a real detective is today. But Xiaolan, Conan, this little kid must be taken care of me, and let him give me a little peace!"

"Yes!" Xiaolan shouted in surprise.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Mori!" Takeshi Shiraishi also hurriedly thanked.

His gaze inadvertently touched Xiaolan and Conan, and a strange smile flashed on his face.

There are two reasons why Shiraishi wants to follow the past.

The first point is naturally because I want to solve this case and get justice points.

The second point is that although Takeshi Shiraishi has been deliberately teasing Conan, Conan's identity cannot be revealed in a short period of time. If Xiaolan knew that Kudo Shinichi had been drugged, shrunk to Conan, and stayed by her side all the time, it would be much more difficult to attack the prey of Maori Lan in the future.

Therefore, before Shiraishi Takeshi completely pocketed Xiaolan, Conan's identity could not be exposed.

(Ask for collections, ask for flowers, ask for tips, ask for tickets!).