Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Kanon Wakida greeted him: "This guest, may I ask you..."

"Did you steal my handbag?" Unexpectedly, the woman pushed him away and asked one by one, "I know the bag thief is in this store!"

Seeing that no one answered, the woman asked Wakita Kenno again: "Where is the bathroom?"

"It's on the right side of the inside." Wakida Kan then led her to the bathroom, helpless, "Let's just talk about the toilet, why are you talking about a bag thief, there are many regular customers in the store, how could it be possible to hide the thief."

In less than half a minute, the woman rushed out, but this time she had a light blue handbag in her hand.

Obviously found the lost item, but the woman looked even more angry: "Who, who stole my bag, and also stole the horse racing lottery ticket inside?!"

"Horse race lottery?"

"Yeah, I've got a million-dollar Manma Cai in my bag!"

Hearing this, Maori Kogoro's expression changed drastically.

Wanma Cai is not a lottery that can be won casually. Could this lottery ticket in his hand actually belong to this lady?

"Calm down first." Wakita followed her and comforted her, "Tell me about the situation, when did you lose your handbag?"

"About an hour ago, on the tram, the bag thief stole my handbag while I was not looking."

"How do you know the handbag is in our store?"

"Because my mobile phone has GPS positioning function, hum, the bag thief probably doesn't know, otherwise he wouldn't have come to the sushi restaurant for dinner carelessly."

Wakita Kanze held his chin and analyzed: "An hour ago, it was almost when Mr. Mouri and the others entered the door, and the guests who came after have not left. In other words, the thief who stole your handbag in the train should still be with us now. In a sushi restaurant."

Mouri Kogoro frowned and said, "A smart thief will definitely wipe off the fingerprints on his handbag. How are you going to find the thief?"

"Hmph." The woman pouted, "Of course the best way is to do a body search."

"Cough cough cough cough..." Uncle Maori coughed violently suddenly.

The woman who lost the bag glared at him: "What's the matter, are you guilty??"

"No, no."

Nobuhan thoughtfully handed a tissue and explained: "If you want to search your body, I suggest you call the police and ask the police to come here. But if your purpose is just to find the bag thief, this is the famous detective Mr. Kogoro Mouri, Please he should be faster."

The woman seemed suspicious: "You said he was Kogoro Maori?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Wakida Ken was even more excited than Mouri Kogoro, "He is Mr. Mouri Kogoro from the Mouri Detective Office next door."

As soon as Maori Kogoro said the words, the woman nodded immediately: "Okay, then please help me find the bag thief. If you can find it, I can give you one third of the one million bonus."

One-third is more than 300,000 yuan. This generous commission fee moved Mouri Kogoro.

Seeing this, Kenji Wakida said to him: "Mr. Mori, it's better than this, how about we compete who can find the bag thief faster? Of course, if I win, please accept me as a disciple, and the money will be As my tuition fee for apprenticeship."

After he finished speaking, he made a special trip to ask Nobufan for his opinion: "The tuition fee of 300,000 yuan should be enough, right?"

Xin Fan nodded reservedly: "Then you have to win first."

Having said that, Nobuyoshi actually knew that without Conan's help, Kogoro Mouri alone would never have beaten Rum. However, in front of Rum today, Nobunaga hoped that Conan would remain silent as much as possible, and not show off his power-training skills in front of Rum.

Will Conan do what Nobuyuki wants?

Obviously not.

After Mouri Kogoro's bizarre reasoning, Conan, who had already spied on the truth, couldn't bear it any longer. He opened the watch cover to Mouri Kogoro, ready to press the switch of the anesthesia needle.

It was too late, but Wakita Kennori's gaze attack successfully suppressed Conan's arrogant arrogance.

Conan quickly withdrew his hand, almost flashing his shoulder.

Why was he discovered by Kenno Wakida? Usually, when he took the number in front of passerby A, there was never such an accident.

Conan's attention was on the table in front of Kogoro Mouri. He couldn't believe that he could even be detected under the table!

However, just as Conan was about to bend down and get in, a big hand grabbed him by the collar and pulled him back to his seat.

"Mr. Asano, what are you doing?" Conan asked helplessly, "I already know who the thief is. Are you just watching Uncle Mori talking nonsense?"

"You're a primary school student, not a detective." Nobuhan reminded him blankly, "Sit down and leave the reasoning to the professionals."

After all, in Conan's eyes, Asano Nobuyuki took out his mobile phone and started playing games with his head down.

Maori Kogoro received an email on his mobile phone. He opened it and found that it was a statement from his agent.

The speech listed in detail the identity, motive, method and a full set of evidence to prove his identity, which is the kind of evidence that can immediately arrest him in front of the police.

Mouri Kogoro stared at his pockets, and couldn't help but look up at Nobunaga.

Nobunaga opened the dream rescue smoothly, ignoring all hints and expresses of Kogoro Mouri.

Mouri Kogoro glanced at the social animal sitting in the corner again, and sighed helplessly.

"Since you said that the body of the bag thief was stained with blood from your wound, and none of the guests present had any blood, it means that the bag thief wiped off the blood in some way..."

Wakita Kannoori was analyzing rationally, but Mouri Kogoro interrupted him loudly: "I remember that there is no soap or anything in the bathroom of the sushi restaurant, right?"

"Ah, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Yes, and even if the bag thief washes off the blood stains with soap, it will definitely leave water stains."

"Because the bag thief's method of washing off blood stains doesn't require water at all."

"what is that?"

Mouri Kogoro stood up, walked to the social animal, pointed to the mashed radish left on his plate and said, "That thing is a radish!"

"Radish??"

She animal's face suddenly turned blue, and he retorted awkwardly: "How can the radish wash off the blood?"

"If you don't believe it, just try it." Then, Kogoro Mouri introduced in detail how to use radish puree to absorb blood without water. He said more, and the expression on the animal's expression became gloomy.

It's all because of his bad luck that he can meet a famous detective in any shop he chooses.

By the end, like many of his peers, the social animal itself had collapsed by the time Maori Kogoro was about to speak out about his motives.