Next, Mori Kogoro

Chapter 25 [Chapter 025] And Teacher Hatano?

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"Brother Maori, why don't you take the time to worship Buddha."

Mu Mu police officer looked helpless.

"It's useless, Officer Mumu, believe me, the Buddha doesn't want me to go."

Kogoro spread out his hands, with the same expression of helplessness.

Police officer Mumu covered his forehead weakly, and said angrily, "So what's going on today?"

"The deceased, Nine Maru Denjiro, hired me to investigate the affair of his wife, Ms. Nine Maru Rice, and I am here today to report the results of the investigation to him."

As soon as this remark came out, the young and beautiful Nine Maru Rice's complexion changed drastically, and the complexion of the others also changed...ready to start eating melons.

"It's a pity that I was just halfway through when someone knocked on the door, and the victim went out to open the door, and then I heard the victim beckon the guests to the reception room. After waiting for a long time, seeing that the victim never came back, Conan and I I decided to go over to have a look, but just as I left the room, I heard the screams of the servants discovering the corpse."

"By the way, Officer Mumu, during the waiting time, I heard the phone ring three times, but I hung up after a few rings."

Conan added.

"Phone? Well, I'll send someone to investigate."

Police officer Mu Mu nodded.

Kogoro was somewhat disapproving. He knew that the so-called call was a trick used by the murderer to forge an alibi, but there was conclusive evidence at the scene, so it was useless to make multiple calls.

"The scene was chopped up in a mess. The deceased was still holding a knife in both hands. It seems that a fierce battle broke out with the murderer. Brother Maori, how far is the reception room from the room you are in? Didn't you hear any strange sounds?"

Sergeant Mu Mu frowned and asked.

Before Kogoro opened his mouth, Conan quickly raised his hand: "I heard a strange sound, but I can't tell what it was."

"Report, officer, we found this next to the body."

The little police officer who looked like Takagi ran over and handed over a black notebook.

Well, the style of painting is getting closer. When the face is not so long and the chin is not so sharp, it will evolve into Takagi.

Police officer Megure took the notebook: "The deceased's notebook, the itinerary is still full... well, I have made an appointment with four people today, namely Mori Kogoro, Kawato Kumaji, and Hatano Yoshiya..."

"Well, there is also Hatano-sensei?"

Kogoro's ears perked up immediately.

"There's also Ah Jiu Jingcheng."

Before the words fell, a report sounded outside: "Report, Officer Meguro, we found a suspicious person nearby."

Everyone came out of the reception room immediately, only to see the little police officer who looked like Takagi, holding a middle-aged man tightly.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm Mr. Kumaru Denjiro's personal doctor. Today I came to check Mr. Kumaru Denjiro's body at an appointment, but I saw that there were police cars at the door, so I didn't dare to come in."

The man quickly defended himself.

"Personal doctor?" Officer Meguro frowned, "Mrs. Kumaru Inago, is what he said true?"

Kumaru Ineko looked a little dazed, but simply glanced at the man, nodded and said, "That's right, officer, he is my husband's personal doctor, Teacher Hatano Yoshiya."

"Tch, it turned out to be a male teacher."

Kogoro immediately lost interest.

"Oh, so you are Hatano Yoshiya."

Police officer Meguro became interested instead: "Then where were you between 4pm and [-]pm?"

Hatanoji also blinked: "Should...should be at home?"

"Are you alone?"

"Well, by myself."

"So you don't have an alibi."

Before Officer Mumu finished speaking, the little police officer who looked like Takagi dragged another person in again: "Report, officer, we found another person."

"Damn it, I've said it before, I'm the artist Aku Jingcheng, and today I'm here to see Mr. Kumaru Denjiro by appointment."

Ah Jiu Jingcheng, who looked like a sumo wrestler but claimed to be an artist, roared.

"Oh, you are Ah Jiu Jingcheng."

Police officer Mu Mu flipped through the notebook: "So, the four people the deceased wanted to see today have already reached three, so I just sent Chuan to visit Xiong Er..."

"Who is calling me?"

A tall, thin man with squinting eyes and a black suit appeared.

"..."

Officer Mu Mu pursed his lips: "Great, everyone is here."

He turned his head to look at Kogoro, and just about to speak, a child's voice sounded beside him: "Ah Lei Lei...Uncle, you also practice kendo?"

Everyone heard the sound and looked, only to see Conan holding Chuanfang Xiong'er's hand to act cute.

Chuanfang Xiong Er's face remained unchanged: "Yes, I am indeed practicing kendo, but kid, how do you know?"

"Because of the wound on your tiger's mouth, the scars will only be left there when you practice kendo and draw the knife." Conan chuckled, "Uncle Maori taught me this."

"Mao Li?" Not only Chuan interviewed Xiong Er, but everyone else's expression changed slightly, "Could it be that famous detective?"

"Low-key, low-key, I'm just an unknown famous detective."

Kogoro's front teeth almost came out when he laughed.

"..."

Conan felt depressed.

"How long has it been? Has everyone forgotten the famous high school detective Kudo Shinichi? No, I have to cheer up. It turns out that Uncle Mori will solve the case soon, but this time he has not moved yet, so this is your chance Ah, Kudo."

Conan secretly clenched his fists: "You have found more clues than uncle, come on, the winner this time must be you..."

"Okay, Officer Megure, since everyone is here, don't waste time."

Kogoro ruthlessly interrupted Conan's self-encouragement.

"Oh, brother Maori, I've been waiting for it for a long time."

Officer Meguro waved his hand, motioning for Kogoro to start his performance.

"The deceased Kumaru Denjiro should be a master of swordsmanship, right, Mrs. Kumaru Inako?"

Kogoro looked at Nine Maru Ineko, who was taken aback for a moment, then nodded hesitantly: "That's right, sir, he has a third-level kendo."

"Then anyone who can kill such a master must be a master of swordsmanship."

Kogoro pointed confidently: "That's right, the murderer is you, Mr. Chuanfang Xiong Er."

Facing Kogoro's finger, Chuanfang Xiong Er sneered: "If this is your reasoning, then it's still disappointing, Mr. Detective."

"The object of uncle's suspicion should be right, but there is no evidence."

Conan was taken aback suddenly: "No, every time I reasoned before, the uncle had all the evidence, but this time... Is it my chance again?"

"I know what you're thinking, there's no proof, right?"

Kogoro once again interrupted Conan's thoughts: "You mean to say that the deceased's posture of holding the knife in both hands is wrong. Someone should be trying to frame you, right? You also want to say that there is a message from you on the telephone recorder , can be your alibi, right?"

Kogoro didn't say a word, Chuanfang Xionger's face turned pale.

"Unfortunately, these little tricks of yours are useless, because the most deadly evidence for you is left at the scene."

Kogoro pointed to the cabinet behind the corpse: "The evidence is here, right, Mr. Chuanfu Xionger?"

(End of this chapter)