Be the god of death in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 230 Maori Card Reasoning Machine
Put the necessary information into the Conan reasoning machine, and after a few seconds, a complete logic chain leading to the truth can be generated.

But if you put the same thing in Mori Kogoro, whether you create logic or an enemy army depends entirely on luck.

Considering that the incident could barely be related to Yoko Okino, Bai Shu had a glimmer of hope, and hinted frantically, "The surrounding area is very detailed, even the long sound is included."

"Long sound? What long sound?"

Mori Kogoro looked down and found that what Bai Shu was holding was actually around a key ring with "yo-ko" written on it.

"Why do you have it too?...Wait! Did you secretly buy the CD behind my back! Did you know that there would be a limited number of gifts?!"

"...", this is exactly the one from Qingdao Quandai, okay? It was just taken out of her pocket not long ago, and it was still warm.

"...I didn't buy it, I really didn't buy it. First of all, I don't chase stars. Even if I did, how could I monopolize Miss Yoko's surroundings without telling you."

Bai Shuxu closed his eyes, pushed the spittle-filled Kogoro Moori away half a meter, and sighed:
"I picked it up on the ground just now. It must have been accidentally dropped by Miss Qingdao when she knelt down and cried bitterly."

After he finished speaking, he turned around pretendingly, "Where is she?"

"It must be because I couldn't bear to see my sister's body, so I hid alone." Mouri Kogoro finally regained his composure under Bai Shu's explanation.

He stroked his chin, looked at the key ring, and said naturally, "Give this to me first, and I'll hand it over to her later."

"Oh, I'm sorry to trouble you." Bai Shu handed the things over.

Mori Kogoro pinched the side of the idol's name, and was quite reserved at first, but within two seconds, he couldn't help showing his love for it:
"The material is great, the curlicue letters are elegant and stylish, and this noble silver and black color scheme-it is indeed Yoko's merchandise!
"Hmm.", what else?
Bai Shu waited patiently for half a minute, and after listening to a very long rainbow fart, he finally got tired of waiting for the point.

Kogoro Mori paused in the middle of speaking, then suddenly held the key ring and held it up to his eyes.

The oval-shaped resin pendant was shaking in the air, and he followed the letters on it with his eyes. After looking at it for a while, he said uncertainly, "But I always feel that this pattern... seems to have something wrong."

...it actually works!
Bai Shu paid homage to the miraculous Miss Yoko in his heart, and instead of answering Mori Kogoro's question, he said "ah" again:
"By the way, Teacher Maori, do you remember that when you first entered, there was a strange stain on the door. You looked at it for a long time, so I was also impressed by it."

"Huh? Huh..." Mouri Kogoro blinked in bewilderment, and really couldn't remember whether he had seen the door when he first entered the room.

At this moment, Conan is fighting with Qingdao Quandai in the living room, and Xiaolan wanders around to find Conan.Without other people's reference, he could only believe Bai Shu's words.

But he also knew in his heart that even if he looked at the door at that time, it was definitely because he was in a daze, rather than noticing anything suspicious.

But Bai Shu looked very discovered...

He nodded calmly, "There is such a thing, what's the matter?"

When the two talked, the police on the side had already pricked up their ears.

After all, it was a suspicious point noticed by a detective. The Mumu Police Department attached great importance to it. With a wave of Xiaopang's hand, a group of people walked through the corridor in a mighty way, passing by Qingdao Quandai and Conan who poked their heads out of the living room in doubt. Come to the porch.

The door is dark, so it's hard to see the problem at a glance.

The uncle of the forensics department stared at it for a while while holding his glasses, and finally found an irregular round bloodstain with a diameter of about 1 cm above the cat's eye.

After taking a closer look, his expression changed drastically, "This looks like bloodstains!"

"Bloodstains?" Mumu Police Department also approached curiously, "Didn't people die in the bathroom, how could the blood run to the door—poof!!"

The two of them were watching side by side, when the door was suddenly pushed open, and a 1.8-meter tall man shouted "Meicai!", and stepped into the entrance aggressively.

The Mumu Police Department and the police officer behind the door were both slapped in the face. Fortunately, the two were more dedicated than the other, and they tried their best to tilt their heads at the critical moment: the face was flattened, but the blood did not touch it at all.

As soon as he appeared at the door, the burly man who liked to mention double kills had a burly body, with tendons that couldn't be covered by a loose sportswear, and he was wearing a white disposable mask on his face.

He stood at the door panting heavily, with a thick nasal voice, and shouted out of breath, "Meicai really committed suicide?!"

The movement here has already alarmed the entire generation of Qingdao. She stood on tiptoe, revealed half of her face from behind the crowd, and waved at the man, "Xian Er? Why are you here?"

"We informed him to come." Officer Takagi, who was dispatched to the convenience store, appeared behind Hayakawa Kenji.

He looked at the two colleagues who were rubbing their faces, looked away guiltily, and explained weakly:

"Because Ms. Hayakawa left a message on the answering machine at the presumed time of Ms. Mina's death."

No one answered the question Hayakawa Kenji yelled out, but with so many policemen gathered at home, the answer was self-evident.

So he changed the question.

"How could Mei Cai commit suicide?"

This man didn't care that he was also a suspect, he just pulled his hair in a breakdown and said more suspicious lines:
"If I knew this would happen, I should have broken the window and entered!"

"At that time?", Mumu Police Department covered his sore nose, facing a face that was red from being photographed, and asked with difficulty, "Did you come last night?"

"Yeah, Mei Cai has not answered the phone or returned the message. I was really worried, so I came here. But I rang the doorbell many times and no one answered. I thought she was fast asleep, so I went home .”

Kenji Hayakawa had a severe cold, coughing and sneezing during the call, and was cut off several times before finishing, "I caught a cold because of the rain yesterday."

According to Mori Kogoro's common behavior pattern, he should jump out here and shout that Kenji Hayakawa is the murderer.

... But in fact, from the moment he saw the bloodstain, he has not said a word, quietly standing beside him, making people wonder if the doctor has created some new type of anesthetic that can sleep standing up with eyes open.

This state lasted for a while before he thawed out.

Mori Kogoro stared at the blood spots directly above the cat's eyes for a while, stared at the headband of Quandai Aoshima behind him for a while, and finally he lowered his head and looked at the thin key ring in his hand.

As the oval sheet and the headband appeared in the field of vision at the same time, the complicated case suddenly turned into an extremely boring "find the difference" game.

Mori Kogoro's appearance was completely different from before, and Aoshima Sendai quickly noticed his gaze.

The policemen had dispersed one after another. She passed by a few of them, walked up to Kogoro Mori, and smiled at the "friendly army" in a friendly manner.

Then he touched his pocket and took out a ticket:
"I'm sorry, I was too busy to forget, I'll give this to you first, although I couldn't pick up my sister...but I still have to thank you."

She looked at Mori Kogoro gently, expecting him to take the ticket and go to the concert venue bluffing.Although this person is not as sharp as the rumors, it is still a bit of a hindrance to stay here.

But after waiting for a long time, the other party did not reach out.

The detective lowered his head slightly, staring at the ticket that he had been thinking about a few minutes ago. The warm yellow light in the entrance was draped over his back.

"...", the smile on Qingdao Quandai's lips gradually disappeared, she subconsciously took half a step back, and stammered, "What's wrong?"

Not only the whole generation of Qingdao, but other people who have not left have also noticed the abnormal atmosphere.

They looked over with bated breath, and what they saw was Kogoro Mori's unsmiling, sober face.

"The murderer who killed your sister..."

He raised Qingdao Quandai's stiff hand, put the keychain lightly in her palm, and stacked it with the ticket with "Meicai" written on one corner.

Then he slowly stated his conclusion:

"It's you, right?"

(End of this chapter)