The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

In Mycroft Hotel, as the investigation of the case progressed, Hattori Heiji looked at Conan with increasing suspicion.

Whether it's the speed of observing the scene, the efficiency of discovering evidence, or the rapid advancement of thinking and ideas, compared to the uncle over there who is unreliable no matter how you look at it, this kid is really...

Bellmode, who turned off his cell phone and was looking out the window with a straight face as the heavy rain formed like a waterfall on the eaves, glanced at Hattori Heiji indifferently and sighed.

He is indeed not a stupid boy. It seems to be a good idea to let him be Shinichi's helper.

But look at his acting style, look at his tactless way of saying things...

I always feel that he is a little prick who is as reckless as the cool guy. Wouldn't it really cause more trouble if the two of them got together?

I hope Kumail can supervise them well.

While she was still sighing, Mouri Kogoro, who was analyzing randomly, suddenly turned his attention to her: "I understand, the murderer is you, Miss Maria Toda!"

Belmode adjusted the hair behind her ears and turned her head in surprise: "Ah? What does it have to do with me?"

"You are the only one in the audience who has kept his cell phone. Maybe you are colluding with Boss Jingu..."

Hattori Heiji rolled his eyes rudely at his back, which was particularly eye-catching due to his dark complexion.

I'm not sure what the idiot uncle is. Are the outside media blind? They can praise his performance with their eyes closed...

Conan's toes clung to the soles of his sneakers in embarrassment, and the hand touching the anesthesia transmitter began to itch.

If Uncle Maori keeps talking nonsense like this, it will be the end of the world.

But Hattori Heiji is obviously already doubting his identity...

Conan looked at Kogoro Mouri who was getting into trouble with Maria Toda, glanced at Hattori Heiji, and couldn't help but think about it.

"I'm going to the bathroom!" Conan turned around and ran towards the corridor.

Hattori Heiji, who was under intense surveillance, followed without hesitation, and then opened the door to the side of the corridor. Then he was hit by an anesthesia needle in the back of his neck. Without any suspense, he closed his eyes and walked along the door. Sliding down on the ground.

Bellmode was arguing with Mouri Kogoro, and he kept paying attention to the two of them from the corner of his eye: "..."

If you want to talk about the cool guy's physical skills, even if he hadn't gotten smaller, with all the people present, he might have been able to beat the skinny and tiny Shimizu Nanako.

You have to say that he is not good at physical skills. This move of turning over and climbing to the top of a door frame that is more than one meter, and he can also aim at people, and he is very smooth...

Otherwise, go back and suggest to Kumail that you try to teach him some self-defense techniques?

Conan, who didn't know he was being choreographed, finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Hattori Heiji sitting down on the ground as he expected.

Hattori must have been seriously suspicious of him.

Hurry up and finish this case, and then run away as soon as possible, don't give him a chance to catch you...

Jumping down from the door frame and landing lightly, Conan fiddled with the voice changer in his hand and found the voice of Hattori Heiji. After brewing for a few seconds, he started speaking in a very weird Kansai accent.

"Okay, stop messing around, let's stop the guessing game. I already know who the murderer is!"

The eyes of everyone in the place were immediately attracted by this voice, and they all turned to Hattori Heiji who was leaning against the door.

However, others looked at him because of this ground-breaking statement, but when Belmode looked at him, he was silently looking through him at Conan behind the door.

This accent and tone are really too difficult to describe in words...

Cool guy, isn't he an admirer of Sherlock Holmes?

Why can't he learn the acting and imitation skills of his idols? Can you only absorb so much of the character traits and behaviors you described with your excellent observation skills?

Of course, Conan, who was leaning against the door and speaking in Hattori's voice, couldn't receive her confused gaze. While secretly watching the reactions of the people present, he reached his hand over the door, supported Hattori Heiji's left hand, and made a gesture. Point to the action in the field.

For some reason, the moment he reached out, his mind suddenly flashed back to the terrifying moment when he reached out to help Karasawa in the art museum, but found nothing.

Fortunately, he firmly grasped the real thing this time and successfully pointed his finger at the swaying Toba Kento.

...Why was he so relieved for no apparent reason?

"These three cases have a common instigator... you who are sweating like crazy! Mr. Toba!"

Toba Kento was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his sweat-stained forehead.

It's not that he feels guilty or anything... the main thing is that it hurts. Belmod's kick was so real that he still hasn't recovered from it.

"Stop joking." He wanted to increase his volume to show his firmness, but as soon as he spoke, the bruise on his side hurt him. He was forced to say calmly, "Whether it was when Boss Jin Gu died or when When Ayako’s accident happened, I stayed with everyone, so how could I commit a crime?”

"That's it, stop talking nonsense with such a weird Kansai accent!" When he pointed at someone he had never suspected, Mouri Kogoro, who was embarrassed, wanted to go over and knock this impolite boy, but unfortunately Fatty Maria Toda blocked his way, so he could only give up the idea temporarily, and stood there and retorted loudly, "When several murders happened, you yourself stayed with him, but let's talk about it, How did he accomplish these plans?"

Conan coughed when the accent problem was pointed out.

There is no way. If he can imitate something like Kansai accent, he has already tried his best, right?

So he ignored the accusation and continued: "It seems that he does have a perfect alibi, but if he took advantage of the time and state of the body's stiffness after death, it would be possible. As long as he uses it well At this point, the shopkeeper's body was put on the brakes. Once the garage door was closed, his body would not be discovered. After dinner, open the garage door to the outside again, and then he would just stay leisurely with everyone. , wait for the rigor mortis to end, release the brakes, and the vehicle will naturally start to accelerate and rush straight off the cliff!"

"Are you an idiot?" Mouri Kogoro caught the loophole. "It takes about 40 hours for a corpse to develop rigor mortis and then soften again. He was still alive and kicking 40 hours before he fell off the cliff!"

"You are right, but only under normal room temperature and humidity." Conan repeated what he and Hattori saw inside the car, including the dashboard covered with a blanket and the air conditioner in the car that kept blowing wind. "The murderer In order to confuse the deceased’s time of death, he turned on the heater in the car! That blanket was designed to prevent us from seeing the dashboard and not immediately noticing that he turned on the heater instead of the refrigeration!”

"So that's it." Belmod blocked Mouri Kogoro again and said first, "The murderer only needs to stay in the room normally and become one of the witnesses, and he will have a perfect alibi."

Mao Lilan turned around and looked at Kento Toba, whose face was pale and pale: "Could it be that Mr. Toba insisted on staying with us at that time just because..."

"That's right, so the only ones who would take advantage of this were us who were in the restaurant at that time, and Miss Toba and Ohgi." Conan concluded.

"...It sounds quite interesting." Kento Toba sneered twice, and then his face was slightly distorted because his abdominal muscles were affected again, and he quietly pressed the position of his stomach, "What are you looking at? It's like a creative mystery novel. Unfortunately, you can't find any evidence. It's raining heavily outside, and the car accident scene should be a mess. And I also said that when the garage caught fire, I stayed with you, no matter what. , I can’t even be the one who set the fire.”

"That's very simple." Conan smiled confidently, "You just need to give her another card, the card that says 'There is a book under the back seat of the garage car' and give it to her!" "

Fujisawa Toshiaki, who had been watching for a while, was shocked: "That's not for me..."

"Yes. After the accident, we checked the vehicle. The car that had run out of gas was naturally pitch black in the middle of the night. If you wanted to see clearly under the seat, what would you do if it were you, Mr. Fujisawa? ?”

Fujisawa Toshiaki reflexively touched the lighter in his pocket, and then shivered.

"Yes, just like when there is a power outage, you will light a lighter and use it for lighting! Miss Ayako also smokes and carries a lighter... In other words, this was originally a plan to murder you, Mr. Fujisawa!"

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