Conan Rick's Investigator

Ignoring Kogoro Mori, Tomohiro Qin announced the correct answer.

"The method that Detective Mori described is indeed correct, but the real culprit who carried out this method was not Mr. Ueda, but Mr. Takeshita."

"The reason is simple. When Mr. Ueda opened the file box at the front desk and checked it, I saw that the items inside were indeed his. His work ID was on the top."

Conan looked surprised. Qin Zhibo had been standing seven or eight meters away from the front desk, but he could see what was in other people's boxes.

The vision of these two eyes is at least 2.5, right?

Conan added another characteristic to Qin Zhibo: excellent eyesight.

……

When Kogoro Mori concluded that the murderer was Ueda, Takeshita still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

After all, it is better to be charged with industrial espionage for changing the suitcase than to be charged with murder.

But now, when Qin Zhibo revealed the truth in just a few short words, Takeshita's heart instantly turned cold.

"That's right!"

"I was the one who killed that bastard, because he was the one who killed my Liang Mei!"

Although he was caught, the pleasure of revenge still made Takeshita, a usually weak man, speak in a tough tone, with a determination to fight to the death.

After Inspector Megure asked Ueda and found out that "Yoshimi" was the woman who committed suicide after being dumped by Takeshita, his face turned gloomy and he pressed his palm on Takeshita's shoulder.

"You speak so righteously, but don't forget that in order to eliminate your own suspicion, you didn't hesitate to plant a bomb in the bar and attack innocent people."

"In my eyes, you are no different from those ugly murderous demons."

Inspector Megure spoke sternly and asked his men to handcuff Takeshita.

After standing there in a daze for a moment, Takeshita finally reacted and shouted, "What did you say about planting a bomb in the bar?"

"I only planted one bomb to kill Nakajima!"

Takeshita's voice in self-defense was very weak in the happy murder scene.

……

In the suburbs at dusk, a Porsche 356A slowly stopped beside the road.

And in the woods next to it, a figure who had been waiting for a long time walked out.

"Gin, what exactly is this about the fraudulent transaction you mentioned?"

Tequila's voice was a little anxious.

Gin didn't directly answer Tequila's question, but ordered coldly, "Give me that box."

Tequila took a look at the cash box in his hand, and without thinking too much, handed the box to Vodka who was holding out his hand next to him.

However, at the moment the box was handed over, Gin next to him suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at Tequila's forehead.

"What are you doing? Gin!"

Looking at the black muzzle of the gun in front of him and Gin's terrifying and sharp eyes, Tequila didn't dare to move and could only question.

"It seems that your intelligence is really unworthy of the code name given to you by the organization, Tequila. You didn't even know that you were being followed." Gin replied while maintaining the posture of holding the gun.

"What!" Tequila was stunned.

"Your journey for this transaction has been monitored since the moment you arrived at the bar. Furthermore, the other party came prepared, even cleaning up the glasses left at the bar."

"This shows that the other party has been targeting you for a long time, so they can make corresponding preparations in advance."

"It was you who caused the organization to lose a stronghold."

"And your trading partner has been killed by the bomb. It should have been you who was killed..."

"So I'm here to make up for it for you."

boom!

The smoke from the muzzle spewed out along with the flames, and Tequila's tall body fell down forever, with a bloody hole on his forehead.

Gin put the gun in his arms and asked Vodka to move the body to the trunk of the Porsche.

Before moving the body, Gin specifically told Vodka to wrap it in a body bag so that the blood wouldn't stain his car.

Vodka did exactly that.

After finishing all this, Vodka asked Gin, "Brother, could the person following Tequila be Pany's people, or the FBI?"

"Their rats seem to be biting the tissue quite hard in recent years?"

Gin shook his head to deny Vodka's guess.

"If it were them, they would definitely try to catch Tequila instead of replacing the traded items with bombs."

"It's not just the rats that are working against the organization."

"Only those who are disgusting and sinister can resort to such retaliatory measures..."

"The Innsmouth people..."

Chapter 186 Late Night Visitor

"I've already figured out the clues to Xueran's serial murder case tonight."

"The murderer is definitely that person!"

"After the commercial, it's even more exciting..."

At night, the Maori family happily gathered around the low table on the third floor, eating and watching TV.

The TV series "Detective Samonji" aired on TV sparked heated discussions among the two heroes of the Mori clan.

"Son! Son!"

"The murderer must be my son!"

Maori Kogoro showed his half-moon eyes and said lazily: "Fool, that son is just a cover."

"Actually, the real murderer should be the victim's wife..."

It seemed as if they had completely forgotten the pool of "Bala Bala" that was blown to pieces by a bomb that they saw at the Mantiantang game launch conference during the day. Now, the Maori father and daughter still found the murder mystery drama very appetizing as usual.

Although Conan, who was caught in the middle, knew that the murderer was actually the son that Mao Lilan mentioned, he did not choose to support his childhood sweetheart at this time.

Conan was still thinking about the incident during the day.

Although Takeshita was indeed the murderer of the Beika Hotel bombing case, Conan was very concerned about what Takeshita said to him on the way he was taken away.

Takeshita said that he was not the one who planted the bomb in the bar.

Judging from Takeshita's expression and situation when he said this, Conan felt that he did not seem to be lying.

But if the bar wasn't blown up by Takeshita, who could have done it?

I heard there were an unknown number of innocent victims in the bar...

Suddenly, Conan's mind suddenly jumped, and two figures appeared in his mind.

Gin and vodka.

There must be many victims of persecution by their organization who are weeping silently now.

When Conan thought of the Black Organization, he couldn't help but confirm his plan again in his heart.

Train Uncle Maori to be a famous detective, and then do this... that... and finally...

As long as I continue to work hard to pursue this truth, I will definitely succeed!

Just then, the TV commercial ended and detective Sawada returned with a wooden sword and revealed the real murderer.

"The murderer is... my son!"

"Hey! I knew it!"

The revelation of the real murderer made Maori Ran proud, while Maori Kogoro next to her lowered his head in frustration.

Because this reasoning competition also concerns who will wash the dishes after dinner.

"Really... I clearly remember that the murderer in the previous broadcast was my wife..."

Kogoro Mouri muttered to himself, exposing his true nature of cheating before the exam and still failing to pass it.

This made Conan, who was eating with his head down, feel a little tired. Most of the inspirational words he had just poured into his mouth were gone in an instant.

It seems that it would be difficult to train a third-rate detective like Mr. Maori into a real master detective...

In comparison, Qin Zhibo is much more powerful.

First-rate observation and reasoning skills, and a sense of justice that rivals that of Uncle Maori...

They are both detectives who work in Mihua Law Firm, so why is there such a big difference between them as uncles?

Just when the Maori family was having a lot of fun, the doorbell of the office downstairs rang.

Ding Dong——

Maori Ran took the initiative to check who the visitor was, and Maori Kogoro reminded him that if it was a client with a commission, he should come back tomorrow.

Not accepting any customers at this time means that Conan's efforts during this period have not been in vain. At least it has made Kogoro Mouri's wallet fatter.

Following Kogoro Mori's instructions, Ran Mori went up the stairs and politely declined the visitor.

"Sorry, we are on break. Please come back tomorrow."

"But I have something I must discuss with Detective Maori..."

A gentle female voice came from the stairs, causing Kogoro Mouri, who had been unmoved and concentrating on eating, to raise his head.

When Kogoro Maori stuck his head out of the door, he got the answer he had been waiting for.

Beauty~

Kogoro Mouri quickly changed his clothes, reprimanded Ran Mouri for her unreasonable attitude towards the customer, invited her into the office, cleaned up the table full of garbage at the speed of 90, and then served tea and water.

Conan, who was eating, was afraid that Kogoro Mouri's nonsense when he was not around would destroy his carefully built image as a famous detective, so he hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls of rice and followed him downstairs.

The guest was indeed a beauty, a woman with long chestnut hair and dressed in a business suit.

Conan: Wow~ I didn't expect that this uncle is so popular with beautiful women...

As the Maori family watched, the beautiful woman made the introductions.

"Hello, my name is Shinna Kaori."

"My father, Shin's name, Rentaro, disappeared two months ago. I don't know where he went..."

When they heard the name of the new name Rentaro, all the members of the Mori family suddenly showed surprised expressions.

The new name Rentaro...

"Are you talking about the mystery novelist Nimei Rentaro, who wrote the 'Detective Samonji' series?"

"Yeah, that's right..." Shinna Kaori nodded gently, "Actually, two months ago, my parents suddenly disappeared from home. I've asked all my relatives, but no one knows where they are."

"Except for the manuscript of the novel my father is serializing in the magazine, it will be delivered to the publisher on time at midnight every Saturday."

"These manuscripts don't have any phone numbers or addresses or anything like that."

The mystery novelist's daughter had done sufficient preliminary preparation of information, and Kogoro Mouri began to reason directly.

"From this perspective, I think your father must have gone on a trip with your mother. The manuscripts must have been regularly faxed from the hotel where they stayed."

Frowning, Shinna Xiang Baoli shook her head, her voice trembling. "To be honest, I thought so at first, but my father and mother haven't contacted me once in the past two months. This has never happened before."

"I have to wonder if they might have had an accident!"

"I have also contacted the police, but they believe there is no ransom call and the manuscript will be updated regularly, so I don't have to worry."

"Everyone thinks I'm just worrying too much, but now I can count on you, Detective Maori!"

Looking at the tearful Shinna Kaori, Conan felt that things were not that simple and asked, "Your parents must have disappeared from home suddenly, right?"

"That most likely means that the two of them left home on their own, and were not kidnapped by criminals."

"If so, did they say or do anything unusual before leaving home?"

Shinname Kaori looked up and thought carefully, and suddenly her eyes widened as she thought of a clue.