The world of science is unscientific

At that moment, he felt completely relaxed.

"Yusuke-kun, why do you seem a bit uninterested in the case today?"

Heiji Hattori stood beside him, shivering from the cold wind.

"With you and Mr. Mori, the case will be solved smoothly."

"You really don't seem like a detective."

"I'm not a detective."

......

after an hour.

"It's been a long time, Inspector Megure. I'm Shinichi Kudo."

The entire arena was stunned when the rider removed his helmet.

Ran Mouri subconsciously looked at Conan standing next to Yusuke Suzuki, and Heiji Hattori was also stunned.

The dark-skinned detective's gaze darted back and forth between Conan and Shinichi Kudo, while Yusuke Suzuki chose to close his eyes and calm down. This guy, really, is hopeless.

Looking at it this way, in his eyes it was almost tantamount to declaring on the spot that Conan and Shinichi Kudo had some kind of connection.

Out of sight, out of mind. Considering Ran Mouri's repeated suspicions about Conan in this protracted and recurring 'game,' Osaka Kuroki is at least a key facilitator.

"Detective! We've been waiting for you!"

"Kudo-senpai!!!"

"You'd better do your best, Kudo!"

A group of students went crazy; the place instantly became Shinichi Kudo's stage.

"Shinichi... are you really Shinichi?" Ran Mouri looked at Shinichi Kudo in disbelief.

The jealous man's face immediately turned red. "Are you confused? What nonsense are you talking about in broad daylight?"

Shinichi Kudo walked up to Ran Mouri, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I have something important to tell you later, so please don't leave."

After saying that, he looked at Hattori Heiji and asked, "By the way, Hattori, do you have any ten-yen coins on you?"

"A ten-yen coin? You want this... Ah, I see." Hattori Heiji suddenly realized, took out the coin from his pocket and handed it to Kudo Shinichi.

“Inspector Megure, actually this technique only requires ice.” After making preparations, Shinichi Kudo spoke confidently.

"The poison used by the murderer was potassium cyanide, which is extremely difficult to dissolve in ice water. All it took was to dig a hole in the ice, inject the potassium cyanide into the center of the ice, and then seal it with a small piece of ice."

Mix it with other ice cubes and put it in Mr. Urata's drink glass, and he will drink most of the beverage before the poison leaks out.

"But even if that's the case, there should still be poison left in his blankets," Inspector Megure said, puzzled after a moment's thought.

"I don't know if you noticed that the lid of the cup was opened," Shinichi Kudo said with a confident smile. "He didn't drink the poison; he ate it."

“Oh right,” Takagi Wataru immediately realized the key point, “Officer, don’t you often put leftover ice cubes in your mouth and crush them?”

Seeing that everyone understood the method, Shinichi Kudo slowly looked around at everyone, "The most likely person to use this method to poison someone is Ms. Mai Kougami, who bought the drinks."

Chapter 63 The gentleman's purpose

Upon hearing this, Hong Shangwuyi was completely stunned.

“Miss Wuyi, after you buy drinks for everyone, you can add ice laced with poison by pretending to add creamer and syrup at the drink stand counter.”

Shinichi Kudo's reasoning quickly cornered Mai Kogami, leaving her with no room for argument, and she confessed her guilt.

"Why do I feel like you've become a magician's assistant today?"

Faced with Kazuha Toyama's teasing, Heiji Hattori said helplessly, "What can I do? This is Tokyo after all, so I can't steal Kudo's thunder."

Upon hearing this, Inspector Megure thought to himself, "Then you absolutely mustn't come again. And if you do come, please make sure you're with Mori. Every case we can avoid is a case we can avoid."

Of course, these were all his true thoughts, and he couldn't possibly say them out loud. He first complimented Shinichi Kudo's reasoning ability, and then invited him to listen to the suspect's statement.

"I think I won't keep you company any longer," Shinichi Kudo said apologetically, "because I have some small matters to attend to."

After stealing a glance at Ran Mouri, he leaned close to Inspector Megure's ear and said, "Besides this, please don't mention to anyone that I have any connection to this case."

As soon as Inspector Megure left, Shinichi Kudo suddenly looked pained, his body heaving violently before he collapsed to the ground.

In the health classroom, after waiting for a long time, Shinichi Kudo finally woke up.

Earlier, Heiji Hattori and Conan were talking secretly in a corner when Yusuke Suzuki left first, citing his desire to eat something as an excuse.

On the way, he also encountered Vermouth, who was disguised as Shinichi Araide, but the two simply smiled and nodded to each other before passing by.

He couldn't help but recall the time he met Vermouth when he first joined the organization, when Gin said that she was currently observing a certain target.

Now it seems that the target should be Shinichi Araide.

Shinichi Kudo was still a little dazed when he woke up, and breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that he hadn't turned back into a child in public.

After confirming that he was alright, everyone left the school together.

Ten p.m.

After completing his disguise, Suzuki Yusuke arrived at Kudo Shinichi's house.

He easily jumped over the wall and then silently slipped inside.

The lights on the second floor were still on, and judging from the elongated shadows cast on the wall, Shinichi Kudo should be sitting on the sofa.

He walked around the house but couldn't find a way in. All the windows were tightly closed. After thinking it over, he realized that the only way in was through the second-floor balcony, which he could climb up without much trouble.

But as soon as he goes up there, Shinichi Kudo will find out that he's just there to make a show of things, not to really investigate anything, since he already knows all about it anyway.

I might as well stay a little longer and then go back.

"Hey! Who are you!?"

Yusuke Suzuki was making up a bedtime story when a voice startled him awake.

New wisdom! ?

???

What is Vermouth doing here?

Upon hearing the sound, Shinichi Kudo immediately leaned out of the window, and his scalp tingled at the sight.

The third person who got out of the Gin truck!

Yusuke Suzuki had no choice but to leave. In just a few breaths, he leaped up the wall, and before leaving, he turned back and gave Shinichi Kudo a meaningful look.

Well, since Vermouth is there, I have to do something.

Shinichi Kudo instinctively wanted to give chase, but when he saw Tomoaki Shinichi downstairs, he had no choice but to give up. Moreover, judging from that guy's skills, he probably couldn't catch up with him, and even if he did, he couldn't beat him. If he couldn't beat him, he would be subdued, and being subdued would mean GG.

Go downstairs and open the door.

"Dr. Shinichi, what brings you here?"

Shinichi Kudo sized up Tomoaki Shinide, feeling somewhat wary. What time was it? Why was he still looking for him? If one had to guess what the other party's purpose was, it was just that Tomoaki Shinide had scared away the organization's people.

"I was quite concerned because you suddenly fainted, so I asked Xiaolan for your home address and plan to come and see you when I have time to follow up."

"But I just happened to be passing by and thought you might be out on a case again, so I thought I'd stop by and check on you."

Vermouth's movements, tone of voice, appearance, and physique are almost identical to Araide Tomoaki's; her long-term observation has allowed her to perfectly replicate this person.

“By the way,” Vermouth looked at the wall, “do you know that person? Could he be someone trying to break in and rob someone?”

"I don't know," Shinichi Kudo made up a casual excuse. "They probably saw that my house is often empty, so they thought of stealing things today. But it just so happened that I was home today, and they were hesitating downstairs about whether to come up or not."

He smiled and said, "Thanks to Dr. Shinichi's arrival, otherwise I really wouldn't have noticed. Please come in."

"No need," Vermouth waved her hand. "You seem to be in good spirits and physical condition, so I won't bother you any longer. Get some rest. Goodbye, Kudo-kun."

Back at the apartment, Yusuke Suzuki played with Asuka for a while. Asuka really liked the cat tree that Professor Agasa had made last time, as well as the other small toys.

Looking at the birds, he couldn't help but think of Shimizu Reiko, the woman who had never appeared since she left that day.

It's like the world has disappeared.

Could it be that the other party has finally given up and gone back to assembling her scapegoat team?

The bouquet of bellflowers was still on the living room table. Later, he couldn't figure out why Shimizu Reiko would give him such flowers. Suzuki Yusuke thought he might have misremembered the flower's meaning, so he went to look it up again.

After the investigation, he fell into a state of self-doubt that he couldn't shake off.

The complete flower language of the bellflower is: eternal, unregretful, and hopeless love.

From this perspective, Shimizu Reiko has understood his meaning and made her own choice.

However, this choice was not good for either her or Suzuki Yusuke.

He stood by the window for a long time before taking out his phone to edit an email.

[Those three people? —Grouse]

[At Base 4. —Gin]

What does that gentleman need me to do? —Grouse

He will tell you himself—Gin

Is that gentleman finally going to come to him in person? He had felt from the beginning that his joining the organization had been somewhat unusually smooth, and Gin's attitude towards him didn't seem like that of someone who would treat a subordinate.

This time, we'll see exactly what it is about him that caught the eye of that gentleman.

After thinking for a moment, he realized he was a little hungry.

Want to go out for barbecue? —Grouse

I waited for about five minutes.

[The usual spot. —Gin]

Mountain road.

"Wei Que, these things are really delicious."

Vodka devoured half an ear of corn in one gulp, while the pork skewer in his left hand was ready to be brought to his mouth at any moment.

Gin, on the other hand, is much more refined. He can eat five bites from a skewer and drink a little alcohol in between.