Stay away from Conan.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

At this crucial moment, as the message coming through his phone was the police discussing specific details of the case, Gin suddenly turned his gaze toward the Metropolitan Police Department building outside the car window. This somewhat unusual action surprised Vodka.

Therefore, Vodka couldn't help but ask this question.

When asked by vodka, Gin replied with a hint of doubt:

"It looks like someone's watching us from over there?"

Gin was clearly concerned about his intuition, since sensing that someone seemed to be looking in his direction from the Metropolitan Police Department was somewhat intriguing.

However, after hearing this, Vodka seemed quite casual and casually replied:

"Oh, that's normal, brother. After all, your car is a rare sight, so it's only natural that people would notice and look over, isn't it?"

Thus, after Vodka finished speaking, Gin's gaze was still fixed on the Metropolitan Police Department building, but he could no longer feel the gaze coming from that direction. It seemed that someone over there had glanced in his direction for a moment before turning away.

Gin didn't seem to think much of it, after all, Vodka was right, his beloved car was a rare sight, and it was inevitable that car enthusiasts would pay attention to it.

Therefore, under such circumstances, it was obviously impossible for him to just run into the Metropolitan Police Department and ask who was looking this way from the window. So Gin could only treat the gaze he had just felt as a bit of an accident. And, more importantly, Gin's intuition did not detect any danger in that feeling.

Gin and Vodka continued listening in the car to the discussions among the police officers at the Metropolitan Police Department's internal meeting regarding the incident...

……

"Aren't you all overthinking this?"

At that moment, inside the Metropolitan Police Department, after Inspector Megure and his team had explained the basic facts of the case, and the officers present were discussing a few details, Kogoro Mouri stood up from his seat, looking very confident and determined. He walked to the whiteboard at the front of the conference room, turned to the officers present, and began to state his views on the matter:
"Why think so much about mahjong tiles? They just mean mahjong, don't they?"

In this way, Kogoro Mouri succinctly eliminated all other doubts in the details of the case, focusing solely on the mahjong tiles left at the scene and attributing the incident to mahjong, thus beginning his analysis—

"The motive for the murder is also easy to figure out; it was a dispute that arose over mahjong."

As soon as Kogoro Mouri uttered these words, many of the police officers present showed expressions of surprise. Many seemed to be thinking about the idea proposed by Kogoro Mouri, but a few officers looked at Kogoro Mouri's performance with a serious expression and a bit of silence.

Seeing that no one interrupted him, Kogoro Mouri continued his analysis:

"The reason the suspect left the 'One of Bamboo' and 'Seven of Bamboo' tiles at the scene is that a total of eight people participated in the game. There are two rounds of the 'Seven of Bamboo' tile that have not been colored. Obviously, one of them represents the suspect himself, and the other represents the final victim!"

"So, he'll continue to commit crimes!"

At this point, Inspector Megure, sitting on the stage, suddenly tensed up. He felt that if more murders occurred, and only one suspect remained, the situation would become quite difficult. If the killer couldn't be caught before committing the final crime, and he succeeded and didn't commit any more crimes, catching him would be much harder. Moreover, this operation involved police forces from various regions, and failure to achieve results would be a blow to the police force.

Kogoro Mouri clearly didn't think much of it. Feeling he had grasped the key to the case, he continued to speak his mind with smug satisfaction, casually brushing off the occasional questions from the police officers.

As a result, among the police officers present, Yokomizo Sango and Yamamura Misao were completely convinced of Kogoro Mouri's analysis and immediately expressed their admiration for it, feeling that the analysis was perfect enough...

……

"Brother, that makes a lot of sense! If we start by investigating the mahjong game, we should be able to easily find the guy who killed us and took that thing!"

While Kogoro Mouri was giving his long-winded analysis inside the Metropolitan Police Department, Vodka, in the black Porsche 356A outside, listened to the analysis and seemed to find Kogoro's ideas quite reasonable. He couldn't help but say:

"This detective is quite capable!"

"Oh? You've got some skills?"

As a result, right after Vodka gave his evaluation, Gin revealed a mocking, disdainful smile and said:
"If it were really that simple, would we have made this so complicated? We already confirmed that the person didn't play mahjong at all, so how could his death be related to mahjong?"
"In my opinion, Kogoro Mouri's reasoning is nothing but a forced application of facts; he's a complete fraud!"

Based solely on this overheard portion of the meeting, Gin made this assessment of Kogoro Mouri—

If Shirley were to have a relationship with someone like that, it would be absolutely laughable.

So, if it's not this person, then... who is it...?

……

"Administrator?"

At the Metropolitan Police Department meeting, after Kogoro Mouri finished expressing his views, he was met with evasive answers when faced with other questions from the officers present. Seeing that nothing could be discussed, Inspector Megure quietly asked Kiyoshi Matsumoto, who was standing next to him.

Upon seeing this, Matsumoto Kiyonaga glanced at the situation, crossed his arms, and pondered for a moment with a serious expression. Then, his gaze fell upon Takato, who had been invited along with Kogoro Mouri.

"So, what brilliant ideas does Detective Mingzhi have?"

It seemed that since Kogoro Mouri had already expressed his views, Kiyonaga Matsumoto wanted to see Takato's views as well, since Takato had also been specially invited.

Upon hearing this, Gao Yuan, who had maintained a composed demeanor throughout the meeting, naturally looked up and turned his gaze to Matsumoto Kiyonaga, his heart beginning to confirm the matter—

It seems I've really caught the organization's attention... (End of Chapter)