detective world detective

Chapter 247 The case resumes
  Chibo Jinghua?

No, it should be Hattori Shizuka! !

Black-skinned Heiji’s mother!

Looking at the short-haired woman in front of him, Tangze gradually matched her with the two-dimensional image in his mind.

Because this person appeared too few times, and the number of episodes he appeared in was also very high. In addition, it was just a pre-case of the Mermaid Island case, and there was no "childhood shadow" to deepen the memory, so Karasawa really didn't think of this case for a while. .

But if we talk about Hattori Shizuka alone, Karasawa was still very impressed. After all, the scene where the opponent folded his fan and grabbed the blade was still very amazing.

In other words, apart from the beginning and the ending of Shizuka Hattori folding the fan and seizing the blade, this case also has the process of the middle case...

Emm... Tangze basically can't remember the specific details of the case, but he only knows the general plot flow.

And since the other party has appeared, that means the case may have already occurred...

After all, it seemed that the person was already hopeless when Mouri Kogoro and the others arrived.

Tangze felt a little depressed when he thought about this. When this case comes up, he is destined to not get the reward for stopping the case.

"Sir...do I have something on my face?"

Just as Karasawa's expression changed, Hattori Shizuka, who noticed a series of changes in Karasawa's expressions, asked with some confusion.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm Karasawa Genichi. I'm here as a guest at Detective Mori's house today."

Karasawa suddenly came back to his senses when he heard Hattori Shizuka's words, and realized that his gaze was a bit rude. He quickly took out the only useful information in his memory and said, "I just suddenly felt that there might be a way to find Mr. Shibata." ”

"Are you the criminal Karasawa?" Hattori Shizuka was surprised when he heard Karasawa's introduction: "I didn't expect to see you here. It's such an honor."

"You're too polite." Seeing Shizuka Hattori bow slightly, Karasawa quickly returned the favor.

"So, I wonder what Karasawa-san's solution is?" Shizuka Hattori asked, looking at Karasawa with expectant eyes.

"It's like this. Mr. Shibata's kendo talent must be very good. He won a prize when he was in the second grade of junior high school."

Tangze pointed at the boy holding the trophy in the photo and said: "If that's the case, maybe he is still participating in some kendo competitions until now.

Of course, this uncertainty is too great and I cannot guarantee it. "

"No, even if this is the case, it is indeed the most likely way since there are currently no clues." Mouri Kogoro said with an excited look: "I will call and ask now."

Seeing that everyone's attention was focused on Mouri Kogoro who called to inquire, Karasawa couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, the change in his expression was seen by Hattori Shizuka. Fortunately, he recalled how Conan found the clue at the beginning, and used this excuse to get over it smoothly.

My acting skills are still not good enough, and I still have to manage my expressions in place in the future to try to avoid things like this from happening.

Just when Karasawa was secretly relieved and conducting self-examination, Mouri Kogoro mobilized his contacts and finally succeeded in finding out the whereabouts of the other party.

Mr. Shibata is now a physical education teacher at a high school in Shizuoka, and he and his wife live in an apartment.

Because Mr. Shibata has not given up kendo over the years and has participated in the Shizuoka Tournament with very good results, Mouri Kogoro successfully got to the opponent's address.

Since the location was Shizuoka, Karasawa's newly purchased GT-R (R32) came in handy, and the veteran driver drove a few people to the destination.

Everything went smoothly on the journey. Except for Mouri Kogoro's envious sigh, everyone arrived at Shizuoka without encountering anything.

And Tangze also went for a good run for the first time after buying a car, which was quite enjoyable.

When he arrived at Mr. Shibata's house, he saw the surname written on the memo (Note 1), and Mouri Kogoro, who was convinced that he had found the right place, rang the doorbell.

"Ding dong!"

"Ding dong!" After several consecutive ringings of the doorbell, there was still no movement or response from the house.

"It seems like you're not at home..." Mouri Kogoro said as he rang the doorbell.

"Today is a day off. Most likely the couple went out together." Xiaolan guessed
  "There is no other way. It seems that we can only come again next time." Mouri Kogoro smiled and comforted everyone who was about to leave.

"Wait a minute...are you...looking for Mr. Shibata?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man with severe hair loss and a mustache stopped several people.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Mouri Kogoro asked.

"Then please hurry up. I'll invite him to my house to play mahjong later. It'll be a headache if there are so few people." The hairless man passed several people and came to the doorbell and started ringing it continuously.

"She must not be at home. I have rang it many times just now." Mouri Kogoro couldn't help but said when he saw the other party ringing the doorbell repeatedly.

"Impossible, Shibata won't go out. He is probably sleeping." The hairless man said and tentatively pulled the door handle.

"Kacha."

The door was opened casually by the other party, and the sound of the TV in the room was heard by everyone.

"I just said I won't go out. Look, the door is not locked." The bald man smiled at everyone, then took off his shoes and walked into the house familiarly.

Seeing this, Mouri Kogoro and others also took off their shoes and entered the room.

As soon as he walked into the living room, Mouri Kogoro was attracted by the half-eaten meal on the dining table: "Is this breakfast? Why is it only half eaten?"

"The miso soup has gone cold too..." Xiaolan said, touching the bowl.

"It's just a pity that this square fish head is very good. It should be delicious." Chibo Jinghua also said with pity.

"Fang Yutou?" Xiaolan asked curiously: "What kind of fish is that?"

"It's the sweet snapper!" Chibo Jinghua explained with a smile.

"It's so heartless to go to bed in the bedroom with the door and TV open."

The middle-aged bald man on the side glanced at the living room and found that there was only a TV on and no sign of Shibata, so he couldn't help but muttered.

"Hey, Shibata-san, are you still sleeping? We're about to start."

The middle-aged man shouted again, but when no one responded, he walked towards the bedroom.

Tang Ze, who was on the side, quickened his pace at this time, passed the middle-aged man, and headed towards the bedroom at the lead.

As soon as he entered the room, he activated his sense of smell and smelled the smell of blood in the air.

When he locked the room where the bloody smell came from and opened the door.

The deceased, lying on the ground with his head covered in blood, caught Tang Ze's eyes.

"Sure enough, someone died again."

Tang Ze's eyes drooped, and he complained without any emotion in his heart: "Sure enough, fate is fickle. Only the law of the dead is always above the rules."

　PS: Biao Zha is the sign with the names in front of Neon’s door.

　　PS2: That sentence is adapted from "Friends come and go, but the championship flag is always flying in the sky."

　　
  　
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