I'm making soy sauce in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 1205 Are You Qualified To Say Me?

"Really, running outside in slippers."

Saying that, Xiaolan carried Conan back to the corridor.

"Sorry, I forgot just now."

After apologizing, Conan then nodded to Kosuke.

It means that they did not guess wrong and indeed found the trace.

Guangyou also responded with a nod, indicating that he already knew.

The method used by the criminal has been confirmed, not only that, but Conan has also thought of a way to find the murderer.

Although this method is somewhat reluctant, it is not 100% successful.

But in order to solve this matter as soon as possible, he is going to give it a try.

"That, sister Xiaolan"

"Can everyone wait for me at the door of the art classroom?"

"Because I have already thought of a way to find the prisoner."

In front of the art classroom, Yuanzi asked impatiently:
"What is that brat going to do?"

"Why did you make us wait so long?"

I just heard from Conan that he already has a way to find the murderer.

They followed what Conan said and came to the art classroom.

And Conan said that he had to make some preparations, so he separated from everyone in the corridor.

But after waiting in front of the art classroom for a while, Conan didn't come.

"Wait a little longer."

Guangyou who said this was sitting on the "cursed stairs", bored playing with the Snake that came with his phone.

He really wanted to chat with Xiao Ai.

But Xiao Ai must be researching now.

He still doesn't bother her.

It wasn't until Guangyou's greedy snake occupied a corner of the screen that Conan came to the door of the art classroom.

"Sorry sorry, it's a little late."

When Conan came over, Sonoko asked:
"Conan, you told us to wait here just now, saying that you have figured out a way."

"Is this true?"

"Ah."

In response, Conan opened the door of the art classroom.

The man with glasses was sitting in front of the easel and drawing.

Noticing that the door was opened, the man in glasses stopped what he was doing and looked up at the door.

Seeing Guangyou and the others, he frowned and said dissatisfiedly:
"Hey, didn't I tell you not to come in and disturb my painting?"

Facing the man in glasses who seemed angry, Conan didn't answer his question at all.

Instead, ask the man with glasses:

"Well, are you going to go back?"

"go back?"

With the idea of ​​sending a few people away, the man with glasses nodded and said:
"Yeah, I should be back soon."

"So I brought my schoolbag and everything."

After answering the questions, he issued an order to expel the guests again:
"The questions have been answered, can you leave?"

"I still have to paint."

As soon as the words fell, Shigu Guofan's voice sounded from behind everyone:

"Monobe, excuse me."

He carried his bag and umbrella and walked into the art classroom.

The umbrella was still wet, with occasional drops of water.

It was as if the umbrella had just been put away.

"Shigu?"

"Why did you come here?"

The man with glasses called Monobe asked in confusion.

Leaning the umbrella aside and finding a chair to sit down, Shigu Guofan explained:

"The kid told me just now that I can find out who did those supernatural events by coming here."

"Also said that it might take some time to clarify the matter."

"So, I took everything I wanted to take home."

After him, Tsukamoto Sumi also came to the art classroom.

"It turns out that everyone is here."

"That's what he told me just now."

So far, the three suspects are here.

As long as the evidence is found, the person who caused these supernatural events can be found.

Similarly, Tsukamoto Sumi also brought here the things she wanted to take home.

In addition to the schoolbag, there is also an umbrella stained with mud.

"Senior Shumei, why is your umbrella covered in mud?" Xiaolan noticed this.

"I picked it up after I saw the weather forecast in the morning."

When answering, Sumi Tsukamoto picked up the umbrella and patted the dirt on the umbrella with his hand:

"This is the umbrella I used when I was a child."

"Hey, be careful, don't shoot the soil here!" Monobe said very dissatisfied.

"Sorry, sorry." Sumi Tsukamoto apologized, walked into the art classroom, and leaned the umbrella aside.

Seeing Sumi Tsukamoto's actions, Kosuke frowned, then lowered his head and continued to play snake.

With Conan supporting him, he continued to play soy sauce, paddle, and eat snakes.

And Conan, who devoted himself wholeheartedly to this case, has further locked the identity of the prisoner.

To be precise, he already knew the identity of the murderer.

Evidence will not be admitted in formal criminal cases though.

But for this incident, it is completely enough.

After putting away the umbrella, Tsukamoto Sumi asked:
"So, have you really found the culprit?"

Who on earth is using the name of the late Hideaki Hosaka to play pranks over and over again.

And it's too much.

She was very curious about this man.

"No, I'm just about to start talking now." Shigu Guofan sat on the chair and said with folded hands.

"Conan, do you really know who the prisoner is?" Xiaolan also asked.

She also just heard from Conan that there is a way to know, but she is not sure if it is true or not.

It can only be said that she believes in Conan.

But in the end, the main reason is not whether she believes or not, but whether Conan really knows.

Regarding the investigation of this supernatural event, Conan is already sure of winning.

As long as there are no unexpected accidents, his guess will not go wrong.

"Conan, who exactly caused these supernatural events on purpose?" Sonoko asked.

"Isn't it possible to find out just by coming here?" Xiaolan also asked.

Instead of directly stating the identity of the murderer and his reasoning, Conan asked a few people instead:

"You all said that these supernatural events were caused by the soul of Hideaki Hosaka who died unexpectedly two years ago, right?"

"That's the rumor, that's right." Xiaolan nodded.

"The unexpected staircase is actually the staircase next to the art classroom."

Walking to the door of the art classroom, Conan looked at the stairs and said mysteriously:

"So as long as we wait patiently and wait here, we will naturally know."

"Waiting here all this time?" Xiaolan asked Conan a little puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"Wait for the murderer to show up?"

"Yes."

After brewing his feelings, Conan turned his head and looked at Xiaolan with an exaggerated grimace with perfect Yan Yi.

He said:
"Just waiting for Hideaki Hosaka's ghost to come down the stairs step by step."

Xiaolan, who is used to talking to "children" like Conan and Guangyou, bends down when talking, is frightened by Conan's exaggerated grimaces and words.

Subconsciously shouted.

Immediately afterwards, there was another crisp sound:
"Boom!"

After the crisp sound, Conan crouched on the ground holding his beaten head.

"What are you pretending to do?"

After speaking, Guangyou blew on his fingers.

It's like blowing the smoke from the muzzle after shooting.

Not yet, Guangyou looked at Conan with the eyes of "hating iron but not steel", sighed, and said:
"How old are you? Do you think you are still eight years old?"

"Thinking about all this fancy stuff all day long."

"Can't you learn from me and be more stable?"

And Conan squatted on the ground, clutching his physically aching head, and the prank that Guangyou deliberately played today appeared in his mind.

At this moment, his inner thought is only one:
"You are a deliberate prankster, are you qualified to say me?"

(End of this chapter)