The world of science is unscientific

There was a familiar, rhythmic breathing sound coming from the guest room; it must be Ai Haibara.

Flying Bird and I were also in the guest room.

He gently opened the door and peeked in. Ai Haibara was fast asleep, with a bird curled up on her arm. Imu, unable to jump onto the bed, was stuck on the floor, kicking its four legs wildly, perhaps dreaming.

After taking a shower, Suzuki Yusuke went to his room, smoked a cigarette by the window, and then went to bed.

The next morning, he pushed open the door and yawned.

"Sorry, did I disturb you?"

Ai Haibara had just finished setting out the miso soup, and her well-fitting little apron had two little rabbits on it.

Asuka lay on the sofa like an old man, yawning, while I dreamt of circling around Ai Haibara's feet.

“No,” Yusuke Suzuki rubbed his eyes. “Why didn’t you call me yesterday? I would have come back as soon as possible.”

“It’s okay,” Ai Haibara said, taking off her apron. “I have these two to keep me company, and I know you’ll be back sooner or later.”

"I'm really lucky."

Upon hearing this, Ai Haibara rolled her eyes adorably.

After finishing the meal, I took Ai Haibara to school.

Then, Yusuke Suzuki immediately switched to vacation mode.

After dinner, Kogoro Mouri finally escaped from a barrage of trivial requests and made a phone call to his beloved student, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

Travel invitation.

It had been a long time since I'd gone out with the bumbling detective, and I was really looking forward to it. After a little hesitation, Yusuke Suzuki agreed.

Then he called Ai Haibara again, but this time the little girl didn't want to go.

Time always flies when you're lying down, and before you know it, it's the next day.

Yusuke Suzuki originally wanted to drive, but Kogoro Mouri said it was completely unnecessary and that they could chat while sitting in the car.

After waiting for a while, Kogoro Mouri came to pick him up.

"Long time no see, teacher."

"You still have to say that? I'm bogged down with so many small requests, and you didn't even come to help me out."

“That’s the trust that the local residents have in you. How could I possibly take advantage of that?”

"That's true, hahaha."

He got on the bus and sat by the window with Ran Mouri, with Conan between them.

Three hours later, the car ran out of gas.

Yusuke Suzuki looked at the horizon and exhaled a long puff of smoke.

How could I have trusted that bumbling detective?

Now things are really messed up; who knows how long it will take before the victims of this incident finally appear.

Chapter 213 Ai Haibara, who had already seen through everything

To Suzuki Yusuke's surprise, the victim appeared in less than half an hour.

"Do you need help?"

Majima Michikichi rolled down the car window, his face was quite amiable, and he still had squinty eyes. People like this usually have two faces.

"Our car is out of gas. Do you have any spare gas?"

“No,” Majima Michikichi thought for a moment and then smiled, “Why don’t you get in my car and go to my house to rest for a while?”

"I'm so sorry," Kogoro Mouri said with his usual politeness.

"Don't say that, get in the car."

"Then we would rather obey orders than be respectful."

On the way, Suzuki Yusuke learned that this person was the president of Kiyama Furniture.

The president again?

Should I really consider stepping down?

Madoki's house is quite well-built, with an artificial waterfall in the yard and a very stylish layout.

Although it cannot compare to Chinese gardens, it has its own unique style.

The large expanse of white sand in the center of the courtyard, in particular, gives it a very special feel.

"Thank you so much for your hospitality," Kogoro Mouri said, putting down his cup. "This truly lives up to the reputation of being the home of the president of Kiyama Furniture, which is known as the number one in the industry."

"Even the courtyard is different from others."

Yusuke Suzuki sat opposite the bumbling detective, and he chimed in with a couple of remarks. After going out with Kogoro Mouri more often, he gradually became more willing to exchange pleasantries with others.

In the past, he would always remain a silent observer, only speaking when the topic turned to him.

"It's wonderful to receive your praise," Majima Michikichi said with a smile. "Seeing how much you all like this courtyard, it's worth it to bring you to my humble abode for a chat."

Just then, he suddenly noticed the time on his watch. "I think it's about time to start."

"What? It's about to start?" Conan turned around.

Michikichi Majima kept everyone in suspense, saying, "Well, you'll find out when you see it."

A few breaths later, Ran Mouri was the first to notice the anomaly. "Conan, look over there! The waterfall is starting to overflow!"

Yusuke Suzuki also got up to look. The water completely submerged the white sand. Sunlight shone down, and the patterns on the white sand caused by the impact and the light patterns on the water's surface complemented each other, creating a very beautiful scene.

"What... what's going on?" Kogoro Mouri exclaimed in shock.

Majima Michiki couldn't help but laugh. "You must have been shocked. When it was designed, it was planned that the waterfall would flow into the yard at 8 a.m. and 4 p.m. every day."

"But won't the water flowing into the yard mess up all the decorations?"

“Not really,” Michiki Mado explained. “The water pressure isn’t high enough, and the water will drain out automatically after 30 minutes.”

Yusuke Suzuki felt as if he had witnessed the crime scene.

Such a unique design would be a waste not to use it for killing.

who can that be?

They don't know yet; they haven't met many people yet, and they can't even gather enough people to choose from the three options.

After finishing his tea, Madokichi said he had some work to do and left, adding that his secretary would bring the car he had left behind the next day.

"It would be so romantic at night, with the moon shining through," Ran Mouri sighed, looking at the scene before her.

At this moment, the maid, Ms. Ayaka, came over and said, "The view is truly breathtaking. Some of the president's clients specifically choose to come over to play during the full moon."

"Is that so..." Kogoro Mouri was lost in his fantasy, making a drinking gesture, "A glass of sake, with Mount Fuji and a full moon, that would be so wonderful!"

After watching his teacher's immersive pantomime performance, Suzuki Yusuke showed off the pole he had unexpectedly seen earlier. "Miss Ayaka, what is this for?"

"That's a retrieval pole. If something falls onto the white sand, you can use this to retrieve it without damaging the beautiful patterns on the sand."

Upon hearing this, Suzuki Yusuke instinctively wanted to throw the thing away.

This sounds like a prop used in a crime.

Oh no, I'm not clean anymore. I've definitely been tainted by some of Conan and Kogoro Mouri's aura!

After the automatic drainage system started, Ms. Ayaka suggested that everyone go to the living room, as dinner would be starting soon and it would be nice to have some pre-dinner drinks.

Upon hearing that there was alcohol to drink, Kogoro Mori naturally couldn't sit still.

On the way, the group witnessed another financial dispute between Michikichi Majima and a certain man, which made Yusuke Suzuki even more convinced that the president had indeed died again this time.

Majima Michikichi's house occupies a huge area; the place they had just been in was just a yard.

The president lives in a villa that resembles a castle.

Although people have seen this kind of architecture many times, Kogoro Mouri still exclaimed in amazement.

Upon arriving in the living room, the bumbling detective couldn't wait to order a bottle of beer.

Seeing that Ran Mouri wasn't too happy, Yusuke Suzuki decided to help his teacher share the burden, "Miss Ayaka, could you please give me a bottle too? Thank you."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Yusuke Suzuki realized something was wrong. The last time he did something like that, his teacher had faced double the backlash...

As expected, Ran Mouri's output increased significantly. It was only by taking the opportunity to explain to the other three people in the living room why she came here that the bumbling detective managed to escape.

After Kogoro Mouri finished recounting what had happened, two people present immediately expressed their dissatisfaction. Fortunately, another person stepped in and offered some words of comfort, which eased the tension.

Then, they naturally introduced themselves to each other.

Yusuke Suzuki then realized that the person who had been pressured by Michikichi Majima to repay the money was actually his secretary, named Masayuki Hashimoto.

Also present was Nobuaki Endo, the president of Kiyama Interiors, who is said to be an excellent archer.

The other one is Tomonori Kiyama, a freelance writer. He was the one who stepped in to mediate earlier, and he is the son of the previous president.

After Suzuki Yusuke revealed his identity, the attitudes of the people present changed noticeably, but he was now thinking about Daimon Yoshiaki.

That ambitious young man with a passion for music was forced to inherit the Daimon family business with the 'help' of Kogoro Mouri and Conan, completely losing his chance to develop at EW Company.

As for the current Tomonori Kiyama, he is handsome and the son of the former president, so there is a high possibility that he is the murderer.

After chatting for a while, Suzuki Yusuke went to the side and sent the photos he had just taken to Haibara Ai, along with a text message.

It's such a shame you didn't come; the view here is amazing!

He received a reply very quickly.

[You guys didn't go to someone's house again for some reason, did you? There's probably going to be another murder case soon. Thank goodness I didn't go.]

Yusuke Suzuki: "..."

It turned out that his wife had seen through everything.

Chapter 214 First, let's think about how to get through this sleepless night.

While chatting with Ai Haibara, Yusuke Suzuki suddenly overheard Conan asking Tomonori Kiyama a rather blunt question.