The establishment of the Time Travelers Alliance began in the first year of Conan

Chapter 9 The truth hidden in the mystery! The real murderer is——

Could it be that Kogoro Mouri's misjudgment is some kind of causal skill?
After all, it is easy to clear the suspicion of the two people other than the doctor, and the case he designed is actually not complicated.

If we follow Maori Kogoro's speculation and exclude the "doctor" who was the perpetrator of Lin Sheng's plan...

It is easy to conclude that the perpetrator is not among the three suspects.

And considering the number of people who were still conscious at the time of the incident and the evidence now on the table.

The name of the real murderer is about to be revealed.

"The truth of the incident should be like this." Detective Maori showed his convincing "reasoning ability".

"There was a brooch missing from the chest of Naoko Okamura's uniform, but she herself didn't know when it was pulled off. This shows that the brooch was not pulled off by the victim during her unconscious struggle!"

"Moreover, if the victim drank sleeping pills and was strangled to death, he would not have been able to do this."

"In other words," everyone could feel Detective Maori's excitement, "the victim was actually strangled to death and then given sleeping pills!"

"Am i right?"

Kogoro asked in an unquestionable tone: "Dr. Hashimoto?"

"Just as Miss Naoko said, when she went to the infirmary to get medicine at Mr. Lin's request, you took the opportunity to damage the spring of the badge pin in the maintenance room! This made it convenient for Miss Naoko to go to check on Secretary Yu and whenever she tried to squat or bend down to help the victim up, the name badge on her chest would definitely fall off."

"And when everyone's attention was drawn to the cabin's motives, Ms. Naoko could no longer do anything suspicious like looking under the seat for a badge."

"As for the glass of juice spiked with sleeping pills that Chef Fushan handed to the secretary, hehe."

Deliberately lowering his voice, Kogoro tried to create a serious and tense atmosphere.

"I'm afraid this is a trick you put on me!"

"You deliberately had a 'dead man' order a spiked juice so that everyone would only focus on who handed the juice to the secretary, and you could use that to successfully clear yourself of suspicion."

"How can I make a dead man speak?"

Hashimoto Tsubuna immediately hit back at the inconsistency of this speculation:

"If I really killed Secretary Yu, then how did others hear Secretary Yu asking for a glass of juice from the kitchen? Can the dead still speak?"

"That's how clever you are," Detective Maori said, beaming with joy as he looked at the images of the plane's interior that Kudo Shinichi had found for him, spread out on the table. "There's a long aisle between the kitchen and the passenger area, and the deceased fell into the aisle due to the turbulence of the aircraft's airflow."

"The vibrations of the plane and your voice are reflected in the aisle. As long as you keep your voice down, and since only passengers can ask the kitchen for a glass of juice, others who hear it will naturally understand it as - send Secretary Yu a glass of juice."

After all, everyone on the plane knew that Lin Sheng only drank unopened purified water.

"Because the secretary's head was probably down before he fell, Chef Fukuyama, thinking he was asleep, placed the juice on a tray and left. The turbulence of the plane then caused the secretary to fall, knocking over the glass along with him..."

"All you have to do is wait for the plane to encounter turbulence," Maori Kogoro concluded his reasoning. "No, the later you wait, the better. In fact, you originally planned that the secretary's death would be discovered when the plane landed!"

"It's just that the sudden air current caused your plan to be discovered in advance!"

As the words fell, Detective Maori's "well-founded" speculation came to an end.

The cabin suddenly became quiet.

At some point, a large circle of people had formed around Dr. Hashimoto, and everyone was looking at her with suspicion and fear.

Hashimoto Tsubuna froze in an instant, her eyes becoming erratic, as if she was searching for the last glimmer of hope for a struggle. Her fingers tightly grasped the corners of her clothes, and cold sweat oozed from her forehead.

Lin Sheng just thought her acting was really good.

Toshiya Fukuyama and Oota Xiaochuan, who finally understood the truth, tried to slowly approach Dr. Hashimoto from behind.

"Yes, that's right...I did it!"

The doctor finally broke down.

What follows is a classic Conan-style confession scene.

The accused murderer's knees went weak and he collapsed to the ground as if he had lost all his strength.

Dr. Hashimoto lowered his body, buried his face in his arms, and lay on the ground crying bitterly.

"But I didn't mean to! He was the one... He pushed me first!"

Dr. Hashimoto defended herself incoherently, her eyes red and her voice full of regret and despair.

Everything is clear now. Right?
At the Mouri Detective Agency, Kogoro Mouri, believing he had solved the case, was showing off his accomplishments to Kudo and Ran. He leaned back slightly, pushed hard on the edge of his desk with both hands, and the swivel chair retreated to the center of the room with a slight creaking of its wheels.
"Haha! As expected it has to be me!"

The corners of Kogoro's mouth gradually curled up, and he suddenly jumped up from his chair, put his hands on his hips, and gave a slightly exaggerated smile:
"Ran, and Kudo, you little brat, did you see that? Hehehe! The truth of this case can only be uncovered by me, the 'Sleeping Detective'!"

After showing off, Detective Maori was obviously in a good mood. He strode to the center of the living room, pointed his finger at the ceiling, and struck a pose that he thought was very handsome.

"And listen carefully, everyone! I, Maori Kogoro, am not someone you can easily underestimate! Everything you see is just the tip of the iceberg of my meticulous reasoning!"

But there are only three people in the office now, where did you all come from?

Kudo Shinichi complained in his heart about Uncle Mori's narcissism. He even thought he saw a crow with an ellipsis behind it flying past the window.

Xiaolan sighed helplessly and muttered softly, "Dad is here again..."

Detective Maori was immersed in the glory of having just solved a murder case. He was still giving a speech to himself:

"No clues can escape the eyes of my Maori detective, hahaha! In the end, the truth cannot escape my amazing insight!"

After saying this, he turned around and said solemnly to everyone in the room, "Remember this day, because you have witnessed another glorious victory of the 'Unsleeping Detective'!"

Finally, he added: "I wonder who will dare to say that I can only solve cases when I'm asleep!"

Finally, Xiaolan couldn't help but smile kindly. She "gently" knocked on his head and said, "Dad, don't be so proud. The phone hasn't been hung up yet."

"Ah! That hurts!" Kogoro was suddenly speechless. He touched his head and laughed awkwardly twice: "Ahem... Anyway, the case has been solved, isn't it?"

"Oh, by the way, regarding the investigation fees for murder cases, my fee standard here is..."

Kudo Shinichi was now nothing but shocked.

He was still immersed in the feeling that Uncle Maori had actually solved the case.

You know, this time Uncle Maori actually successfully closed the case before he had fully sorted out the clues.

This situation is simply unheard of!

He stared at the smug look on Detective Maori's back, his heart filled with disbelief.

"but……"

He narrowed his eyes, his detective intuition making him feel vaguely uneasy.

Recalling the details mentioned in the case just now, he felt more and more that something was wrong.

Raising his head, Kudo Shinichi turned his gaze to Miss Naoko on the other end of the phone, and there was a hint of cautious urgency in his tone.

"Don't hang up yet, Miss Naoko." Shinichi spoke calmly, a sharp light flashing in his eyes, as if he had found a missing problem in his reasoning -

What's the motive?
The method of committing the crime deduced by Uncle Maori is indeed very reasonable, but what is Dr. Hashimoto's motive?
According to Mr. Ota's description, there was no conflict between the doctor and the secretary at all.

Then why did she kill people?
"I'd like to ask, Dr. Hashimoto, did the secretary do anything to you? For example, did she harass you when no one was paying attention?"

The high school detective calmly laid a trap:
"If he has done anything bad to you, please speak up now. That way, you might get a lighter sentence when you go to court."

"Of course he didn't harass me!"

To everyone's surprise, Hashimoto Tsubaki was even more excited when she heard this than when she was caught by someone else:
"I didn't have any conflicts with Secretary Yu—"

Having said this, she seemed to realize something and suddenly shut her mouth.

"Are there no contradictions?"

As Kudo spoke, he subconsciously held his chin with his eyes fixed on a certain point in the air. That was strange.

Now things get interesting.

Dr. Hashimoto's words were like a stone that broke the originally calm surface of the water, and the atmosphere in the whole room suddenly became solemn.

Maori Kogoro also realized that something was wrong: "If there is no contradiction, why did you kill Ameda Hiro?"

"Or maybe we missed some crucial details..." Kudo Shinichi murmured, and a new direction of reasoning gradually emerged in his mind.

"Or maybe the murderer isn't you at all! It's someone else!"

(End of this chapter)