I'm in Detective Conan, and the system has appointed Batman.

Chapter 209 Murakami Takeshi: Wait a minute, didn't you just say you were a sommelier?

Hatred is the only reason he remains in Tokyo.

Sawaki Kohei genuinely loathed those who hurt him and mocked him.

He lost his most important sense of taste as a result, and could no longer pursue his beloved career as a sommelier. Now he can only judge the quality of wine by its color and aroma, and he lost his job because of it.

From the bottom of his heart, Sawaki Kohei wanted revenge.

However, killing his enemy was easy, but finding a way to kill him without being discovered and wanted by the police, and to allow him to return to his hometown peacefully, was very difficult.

Sawaki Kohei has yet to find a suitable method for revenge.

He even considered visiting his friend, the famous detective Kogoro Mouri, to see if he could glean any methods for committing the perfect crime from Mouri's experience in solving cases.

However, for some reason, Kogoro Mouri has been acting strangely these past few days.

He was never home, and he tried calling Kogoro Mouri several times by landline to schedule a meeting, but no one answered and he was turned away.

"Ugh."

Sitting in this somewhat gloomy little bar, Ze Mugong couldn't help but sigh.

He watched as the bartender wielded the cocktail shaker, juggling it up and down like a juggler, occasionally tossing it into the air and catching it again, adding a touch of expensive artistry to the bartender's drinks.

—This is just a tactic to get people to willingly pay the price.

As an experienced sommelier, Sawaki Kohei naturally knew that most bartenders' mixing techniques wouldn't significantly improve the taste of the resulting drinks; they were simply pure deception.

Unfortunately, he can no longer taste it.

Just as Sawaki Kohei was about to sigh, someone else beat him to it.
"Ugh."

Sawaki Kohei: ?
He turned to look at the simply dressed, middle-aged man beside him, whose eyes seemed rather clear, and asked with a puzzled expression,

"Sir, what are you sighing about?"

Murakami Takeshi sighed and said,

"Sigh, I was young and ignorant, I made some mistakes and was sent to prison."

“I was recently released from prison. At the time, I was thinking that I would definitely take revenge on the criminal who sent me to prison. But now that I think about it, I should thank that criminal.”

"Otherwise, given my personality when I was young, I might have even done something as unforgivable as murder."

"If I am arrested by the police at that time, the criminal record will probably be more than ten years, or even doubled, or even sentenced to hanging."

Thinking of this, Murakami Takeshi sighed again.
"But I want to visit that criminal at his home."

"But my friend, who is a criminal investigator, repeatedly dissuaded me, saying that keeping my distance from him was the best way to repay him at the moment."

Sawaki Kohei, standing beside him, shook his head slightly and said,

"Hey, what's there to be afraid of? If someone advises you not to go, you really won't go."

"That would be truly letting your friends down."

He snapped his fingers, signaling the bartender to refill Murakami Takeshi's nearly empty glass.

Then, Sawaki Kohei said,

"If you're scared, then I'll go and thank that criminal for you."

"I'm leaving Tokyo in a few days, so I thought I'd do something meaningful before I leave."

Others might consider Murakami's status.

But Ze Muping wouldn't. He knew perfectly well that he was about to become an even more heinous murderer than this man. Before he fled for his life, he figured he might as well help him out, he asked.

"Who's this criminal you're talking about? I might even know him!"

Upon hearing this, Murakami Takeo was deeply moved.

I have to say, you're a really nice person!

When others heard my story, they were all scared and kept their distance, but you listened without batting an eye and even offered to help me!
Murakami Takeshi immediately said,
"The detective who arrested me back then has now left his job and become a very famous detective."

His name is...

Before Murakami Takeshi could finish speaking, Sawaki Kohei asked in surprise,
"Maori Kogoro?"

Murakami Takeichi was startled.
"how do you know?"

In response, Sawaki Kohei immediately smiled and said,

"I'm an old friend of Mr. Mori and Ms. Kisaki, how could I not know these things?"

“Since you’re here to thank Mr. Mori, then naturally I will…”

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind.

Wait a minute, if he commits murder using his own identity, he'll be caught and wanted. What if he commits murder using someone else's identity? For example, using the identity of this recently released prisoner?
If we simply include everyone around Kogoro Mouri in the attack range as a disguise, wouldn't the police make a wrong judgment?
Who would have thought that his real purpose was to kill three people who had almost no connection with Kogoro Mouri, and that he would specifically attack Kogoro Mouri and the people around him for this purpose?

Thinking of this, Ze Muping immediately changed the subject and said,

“Sir, think about it, what if I just said I wanted to express my gratitude on your behalf?”

“Mr. Mori probably doesn’t even remember who you are, so there’s no way to convey your gratitude. How about this, you come home with me, tell me your story, and we’ll draft what to say then.”

"Speaking of which, I see you enjoy drinking quite a bit. I have a lot of good wine at home. Wouldn't it be wonderful if we drank and reminisced about our mutual friends?"

Murakami hesitated somewhat about this.

However, just as he hesitated, Ze Muping snapped his fingers and said,

"Put all of this gentleman's expenses on my tab, I'll pay."

"Shall we go back and have another drink to our friendship?"

Hearing this, Murakami Takeshi was finally moved.

He downed the drink that had just been brought to the bar in one gulp, savoring the pleasant sensation as it went down his throat. Remembering that his friend, Kogoro Mouri, had many more fine drinks at home, he couldn't help but nod and say...
"Okay, I'll go back with you!"

Murakami Takeshi and Sawaki Kohei immediately stood up.

However, just as the two were about to reach the bar entrance,
Murakami Takeshi seemed to have thought of something and casually asked,

"Oh, by the way, you have so many good wines at home, may I ask what you do for a living, master?"

Sawaki Kohei replied with a smile.
"I'm a sommelier, so of course I keep good wines at home."

"Mr. Mori and Ms. Kisaki are also my drinking buddies; we've enjoyed many fine wines together..."

Murakami nodded.

Oh, a sommelier! I was wondering why there were so many good wines.

Ok?
Wait a minute, didn't you just say you were a sommelier?

—Doesn't this match what that person warned him about before?
(End of this chapter)