Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

　　 The pupils of the three detectives shrank slightly, and they all looked over in amazement!

　　 Hattori Heiji quickly rushed over to check, and at the same time gave Shinshige a complicated look.

　　 Ikemura Gongjiang rushed to her husband's side with an anxious expression that didn't seem to be false: "Husband! Husband, don't scare me! What's wrong with you?!"

　　 "It's useless." Hattori Heiji retracted the hand that was touching Mr. Ikemura's neck and whispered, "He is dead."

　　 "Wh, what?!" Hearing this, Ikemura Gongjiang burst into tears, "husband!!!"

　　 Hattori Heiji and Conan were very actively involved in the on-site investigation, while Shinshige just stood by and did not participate in anything.

　　 He was a little sorry, if he could remember the plot earlier, he might be able to stop the murderer from killing. Although... this case is quite special, the murderer's intention to kill the deceased is very strong, and there is basically no possibility of forgiveness or reconciliation.

　　 "Ah...it hurts..." Hattori Heiji angrily lifted up Conan, and threw it into Morilan's arms. "Why is this kid here? How do you take care of him?!"

　　 "Conan..." Mao Lilan hurriedly took it, and she rubbed Conan's neck painfully, "Although Conan likes to run around, he never spoils the scene."

　　 Hattori Heiji suddenly raised his forehead with a headache: "But he is still such a small child, how can you show him the corpse casually?"

　　 Even if his father was a police officer in Osaka, he basically never saw a real murder scene when he was a child. Although Hattori Heiji claimed to have solved many cases, in fact, most of them were small commissions to help students find pens, books and pets.

　　 After listening to Hattori Heiji's explanation, not only did Morilan no longer complain, but rather agreed with him very much. She nodded seriously. The men held Conan tighter.

　　...

　　 A few minutes later, Officer Megome and his subordinates faced the dilemma of working overtime again.

　　 "We received a call from Xiaolan just after we finished investigating a case." Officer Megome rubbed his aching temples, "What's the situation here?"

Heiji Hattori saw that "Kudo Shinichi" didn't mean to speak, and he stood up very consciously: "The deceased Mr. Ikemura is a diplomat, his wife today..." He narrated the story again and added himself. His reasoning process pushed the entire case to the point where the murderer was locked in the mansion.

　　 Police Officer Mumu looked back at Kogoro Mouri in amazement, "Who is this boy?"

　　 "Huh." Mouri Kogoro said disdainfully, inserting his pocket, "He called Hattori Heiji, he's an arrogant high school detective."

　　 "Hattori Heiji..." Police Officer Megume repeated the name, and suddenly raised the volume in surprise, "It turned out to be you-Hattori Heizo, the son of Osaka Prefecture Police Headquarters, who is in high school!"

　　 Hattori Heiji did not face the superiority of his father's subordinates in the police system at all. He lowered his head slightly, as if he was still immersed in reasoning, quite a bit of a posture of hiding his merits and fame.

　　 Police Officer Megumi didn’t receive a response and didn’t care. He thought, "You are the first to find out that way, and there happens to be a detective at the scene..."

　　 Receiving the look from the old boss, Kogoro Mouri stood up and saluted: "Yes! It's me, Kogoro Mouri!"

　　 "It's not just the uncle over there." Hattori Heiji coughed twice and pulled Nobuhira into the sight of the police. "Except for me, a well-known high school detective. Actually, there are three detectives here today."

　　 Shinfan pushed him away silently, and greeted Officer Mumu, "Hello."

　　 "Ah, it's Asano brother!" Officer Megome smiled enthusiastically. After all, in his opinion, all the people who can help solve the crime are good friends.

　　 Conan struggled to get out of Maurilan’s arms: "Um...what did you say about another case, uncle? Is it another murder case?"

　　 "That's not the case." Upon mentioning that incident, Officer Megumi's expression became serious, "In fact, a batch of explosives was lost."

　　 "Explosives?!"

"Well, that's why the police have a headache. They are worried that they will be taken by criminals to do things that endanger society." Officer Megome said a few words in a low voice and immediately changed the subject, "Don't talk about this. Do you have any clues, brother Maori?"

　　 Although Hattori Heiji is the son of Hattori Heizo, and he claims to be a detective, as far as Tokyo is far from Osaka, Hattori Heiji is not well-known.

　　 Police Officer Megumi’s impression of him still remained at the point where he was the son of his boss and he had heard the name.

　　 In terms of reasoning, of course he still trusts Kogoro Mouri more.

　　 "Ah chuo—"

　　 "Are you really okay, Conan?" Mao Lilan asked worriedly.

　　 Xinfan did not intend to participate in the process of solving the case, so he stood beside them: "It's just that the cold has worsened. It's better to take him to the hospital after today. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

　　 I don’t know if it will affect Conan’s health by forcibly recovering the body with liquor + cold.

　　If everything is normal, he might consider finding someone to study the ingredients of liquor.

　　 Is Chinese liquor more magical, or just using high-quality liquor can achieve the same effect. If this is the effect of alcohol, then if he gives Conan a little ethanol...

　　 Uh... that might be alcoholism.

　　 Shinshige shook his head, threw the messy thoughts out of his brain, and then said to Conan, "Would you like to take a break? Here, there should be a detective who is as famous as Shin Kudo, it should be no problem."

　　 "Hey, Kudo!" Hattori Heiji changed his name abruptly in Shinshige's dangerous gaze, "Asano, Asano, cough. How did you find that Ikemura was dead when you first came in?"

　　 "Huh? Mr. Asano knows how?" Mao Lilan was surprised.

　　 was the explanation made by Conan: "Didn't Asano remind Mrs. Ikemura not to touch the deceased? If he hadn't been found dead, he wouldn't have said that at all."

　　 Hattori Heiji is not the first time he has discovered that this little kid can keep up with his thoughts, but in front of his fateful opponent, Kudo Shinichi, other things are currently floating clouds.

　　 He whispered: "Just like meeting for the first time, you are the only person in the entire office who knows my name and recognizes it at a glance. You seem to know everything, why?"

Facing the black-skinned detective's investigation, Shin Fan sighed helplessly: "You didn't investigate the truth about the death of the deceased, but came to ask me... Isn't this kind of thing the basic quality that a detective should possess? Houn Ikemura was at the time. The posture is so weird, don't you doubt that it is strange?"