Detective Conan: The Missing Moon

Chapter 80 No.14 Goal [[-]]

Conan really didn't notice so many details. In his mind, all the clues have begun to connect together.

The sword found near the place where Police Officer Megure was injured.

The white pattern on the box of the chocolate, the culprit who caused Fei Yingli to lavage her stomach.

The J playing card pattern card at the scene of Dr. A Li's injury, the North Wind raised his claws to supplement the card 1 of spades that was delivered.

So, one to ten... ten people will get hurt!If his guess is correct...these people who will be hurt and the murderer should all be related to Uncle Maori, and their names will always have numbers that match the cards.

Conan called and told the police about his guess.And successfully got the suspicious look from Police Officer Megure.

This stinky little tone is simply like someone!
After reacting, Conan was skilled at throwing the pot away, touching his head and trying to get away with it: "I learned it from Brother Beifeng."

Mumu thought about it, and felt that Conan's education was nothing like it. Morihara was a serious person, and he would never talk to him in such a tone of seeking praise.

Chat with him, two words: happy!
It's a complete no-brainer.

Thinking about it this way, the front-loading washing machine should be eliminated, and it is better to change the brand...

The North Wind brand is pretty good.

It's a pity that Mumu can't use it.

In addition to Lei Xiaofeng, there is a man named Murakami Jo, who was recently released from prison, which attracted everyone's attention. The strange thing is that this Murakami is a dealer at the gaming table.

And such people are generally experienced gamblers!
A gambler, when he is doing other things, will subconsciously use the thinking on the table.

As for the gaming table thinking, it is absolutely impossible to leave such a huge loophole.

These cards and cards,

It's more like doing it on purpose!
"Also, if it's that Murakami guy, why didn't he just come to me?"

If you want revenge, wouldn't it be better to come to me directly? "Xiao Wu asked in a daze.

"Maybe...he wants to torture you and make you suffer..."

Isn't it painful for a detective to know who the criminal is but have no evidence to catch him?

Police officer Mu Mu's face was a little ugly. He was talking on the phone and rubbing his belly. At a young age, he had a sign that he wanted to enjoy his old age in peace.

For this kind of thing, Mumu has been doing Pucha for so many years, and there are many precedents he knows of.

"By the way, uncle, the most important thing now is to think about, among the people you know! Is there anyone with a ten in their name! Because, the next person who may be attacked is likely to be him! "Conan rolled his eyes and said.

He really wanted to snatch the phone from Kogoro Mori, but unfortunately he wasn't tall enough.

"Ten!"

"That's right! Miss Towako!"

Ms. Towako in Maori's mouth, her full name is Kakuno Towako, is the mother-san of the Ginza Club.

Maori often goes there to drink recently and is very well taken care of by her.

"Takuno Towako, there is a cross in his name!" Officer Megure turned over and hung up the phone.

Shiratori Rensaburo set off in an instant, ready to look for Takano Towako.

Finally, until late at night.

Mori Kogoro didn't come home.It is said that at night, he followed Towako all the time...

Didn't do anything weird.

This is real.

When the god of death was carrying the corpse next door, he happened to see the back of Mori Kogoro fleeing.

……

The next morning, Mori Kogoro still had a constipated expression on his face, drinking tea while complaining about yesterday's tragic experience.

Conan was listening to Kogoro's complaints, and the Shizuko who had been to Thailand almost laughed and called Ke.

Call him horny!

Looking at the top of the table, Conan suddenly saw a photo: it was a group photo of a young man playing baseball with Uncle Maori.

There is also a line of small characters on it, which seems to have a name: Tsuji Hiroki.

"Uncle, who is this?"

"Little devil, this guy is a friend I met when I was playing baseball last time. Is there any problem with him?" Kogoro Mouri continued to drink away his worries and replied without raising his head.

A constipated expression on his face.

"The body hair is quite strong." Conan replied casually.

He was wondering if the target of the murderer's attack was not Ten Hezi.

After all, when Kogoro went to that club, not many people knew about it.

Conan cares more about the ladyboy with a ten in his name: Tsuji Hiroki.

The leg hair is so thick, it looks like a bad omen!

The word "tsuji" in the name Tsuji Hiroki contains a number 'ten'.

"That's right... I haven't played with him for a long time!"

Kogoro was drunk, so he got up suddenly, picked up the phone, and called Tsuji Hiroki's house.

It’s all about playing, but Tsuji Hiroki is not at home. His family said:
Three ten minutes ago, Tsuji Hiroki had gone to the airport.

Hiroki Tsuji owns a private jet, and he has a complete set of pilot licenses. Maybe today, he is ready to fly the plane and go for a drive.

Anyway, Kogoro Mori didn't even ask him about his thoughts about being killed, so he made a phone call, and continued to drink away his worries.

……

Conan rolled his eyes.

Now, Murakami's suspicion is basically eliminated. It is basically impossible for a guy who has only been out of prison for a few days to know so much.

Then...

There is only one suspect left, and that is Lei Xiaofeng!

The identity is a mystery, the enemy hiding in the dark, even a detective, will...

I can't help him!

……

Beifeng, an outlaw fanatic, opened the door of his toilet, and then closed it again...

There, there is a charming and enchanting "man"!
A head of black and shiny pig hair fluttered in the wind, and Piggy Page's face, matched with long, dense and curly hair on his legs, caused visual damage and hit a critical blow.

This iconic move…

It's Belmode...

What is she crazy about?

Be good big sisters, make yourself into such a ghost!
Is the disguise too much?

In fact, Belmode, she just wanted to disgust Beifeng on purpose.

She couldn't see it herself anyway.

Just use it to poison others!

Belmode thought so.

As for Beifeng, what he's thinking now is: Belmode really is a bastard, always rolling around under his nose, even breaking into private houses, he has zero moral consciousness.

This Belmode hides, it looks like it's time to harvest!

She needs an ideological education.

This woman, she smiled, with the face of Peppa Pig, the figure of Nezha in the cold, and the leg hair of a man in Texas, she brushed her hair: "Hi~"

Before the woman uttered the second word, the phrase good morning, a touch of red came into view...

She rolled over and tried to escape, but one brick was not flat, and another brick rose again.

Facing the bright red mobile phone rain, Belmode fell down gloriously.

"Death" does not rest in peace.

Beifeng closed her eyelids and told her to walk more peacefully.

Yazi who pretends to be dead also has to play dead,

Lest others suspect that he bullied the "corpse".

Belmode didn't stand up.

As for where it fell from?From where to stand up this famous quote.

In North Wind, it's tantamount to farting.

It's getting cold, it's time to sell.

Selling absinthe today, get out of here, have one-meter-long leg hair, and move around in all kinds of coquettish ways!
Note, it's leg hair, not legs!

As for the price, it is only [-] yuan.

The buyer should be Boss. After all, the origin of absinthe is the winery, and Beifeng prefers to resell it.

Boss received a message of kidnapping out of nowhere, this gangster was very arrogant, he named him by name and included the price and reason,
He looked at him in an orderly manner.

　Decided not to sign the contract, and then... May [-]st author also wants to take a vacation.ying ying ~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)