Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan

After receiving the letter of entrustment from Nakamura Sada, on the way, Kogoro Mouri kept arguing with his daughter whether the client was a man or a woman.

Because of the words in the letter and the faint fragrance on the letter paper, Kogoro Mouri always believed that this was a lonely and talented girl in her early twenties.

Until he glanced at the villa window just now, his dream... shattered.

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

Mouri Kogoro stared at the attic window for too long, and his expression was very indescribable. Conan, who got out of the car, glanced at him, then looked over there, but only saw a closed window.

Maori Kogoro sighed haggardly: "Xiao Lan is right, the client is really a man, and the guy I met at Shanni Temple before..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, slammed a fist in the palm of his hand, and instantly regained his energy: "However, the letter may also be written by the beautiful lady who was with him before!"

Adding "Shanni Temple" and "The Beautiful Lady of the Walk", Conan instantly knew who Mouri Kogoro was referring to. His expression became solemn.

In the eyes of Mauri Kogoro and Maurilan, Dumb is just a reporter who is good at reasoning. The biggest stain is that he does not take notes and slips away in advance... But in Conan's perspective, he is completely a dangerous person.

On the night the old monk died, the mute appeared outside the door of the old monk's room, and he unconsciously stunned the innocent child. In the later counterfeit money gang case, he was highly suspected of the gunman who was sniping on the roof.

How could such a person take the initiative to invite detectives to his house to help solve the case?

Or, this is not his home at all, he just occupies this house?

Nakamura's letter did mention that she felt someone peeping around the house—yes, "she", and for some reason Conan was convinced that the person who sent the letter was a woman.

Seeing that Kogoro Mauri and Maurilan had already walked towards the villa, Conan hurried to keep up, while secretly turning on the anesthesia watch.

He began to contemplate his next move.

If the mute is really occupying the magpie's nest, then the fact that the three of them came to the villa should be an accident for him, and he will not open the door easily.

In that case, even if it is a false report, it is necessary to use the identity of Kudo Shinichi to call the police as soon as possible to rescue Nakamura Zhen, who may have suffered an accident.

Once you catch the mute who illegally entered the house and kidnapped others on the spot, you don't have to work hard to find evidence of his crime.

And if it is the former - the letter is sent by Dumb himself, or his relatives and friends... Before finding concrete evidence, it is best not to be alarmed.

Under Conan's gaze, the doorbell rang for a while.

Just as he looked down at the address on the letter, preparing to memorize it and repeat it to the police later, the door lock clicked and the door was opened from the inside.

"Haha, long time no see, it's really you!" Mouri Kogoro glanced at Shiraishi through the crack of the door, then crossed him sideways with anticipation, and looked inside the house:

"Leave the riddle to me, Kogoro Mori! Don't look at the reputation of my detective agency, but I have also solved several unsolved cases!"

"..." No matter how loud you shout, only I can hear you in the house.

Shiraishi was speechless for a moment, and gestured politely: The puzzle is solved, no help is needed.

Conan read his sign language, but refused to translate honestly.

He looked at Shiraishi's waist and pocket, it didn't look like he was hiding a gun, so he secretly opened the anesthesia watch, and decided to fire it as soon as he saw Shiraishi stretch his hand behind his back, while dragging that rude boy's voice:

"Uncle, last time I saw you holding a sniper rifle and aiming at someone else... You can't be a bad person, can you?"

"Sniper rifle!?" Maori Kogoro was taken aback.

Shiraishi glanced down at Conan and picked up the phone in his hand.

He first turned off the mobile phone's signal and the Internet to prevent news of the Black Organization from suddenly coming. Then he opened the memo, typed a few words, and turned the screen to Mauri Kogoro and Maurilan to read.

"It's a telephoto camera..." Mori Kogoro's vigilance turned to speechless, and he punched Conan's head with a punch, "The little boy is really ignorant. If you don't see the long black column, you think it's a gun!"

When Conan was dizzy, Mouri Kogoro snorted and retracted his hand, then stretched out towards Shiraishi, as if he wanted to shake hands.

Shiraishi glanced down, took off his gloves politely, and shook it with him.

Mouri Kogoro stole a glance, and saw that there was not a single callus on the hand, let alone a gun. It was as smooth as the hand of an otaku or a rich young master... This kid Conan is really talking nonsense.

Conan covered his head and slowly recovered his strength.

He also knew that the sniper rifle was unsubstantiated, but fortunately, he had other evidence.

Conan took out the envelope and handed it to Kogoro Mouri. Although this uncle has been in a state of confusion for a long time, he will occasionally be witty, as long as the guidance is sufficient...

Conan dragged Tong Yin and pointed to the back of the stamp: "But there is a lipstick print here, it must have been accidentally stained when the stamp was wet, uncle..." He turned to look at Shiraishi, pushed his glasses, revealing a sharp Smiling, "Do you have the habit of putting on lipstick?"

"..." Why would someone smear a stamp with saliva... Shiraishi sighed inwardly.

He silently deleted the text just now and re-typed it on his mobile phone: [The letter was sent by my sister]

"So that's how it is." Kogoro Mauri thought of Hongye, but he couldn't remember Hongye's name very well, and he couldn't even remember if anyone told him his name - there were too many beautiful women he had flirted with.

However, he did remember that Shiraishi and Hongye ran away without taking notes, which is a bit suspicious...

"After all, Miss Nakamura invited me over, why don't she come out and tell me?" Kogoro Mori was cheeky, but he didn't leave, insisting on seeing the person who wrote the letter.

[She has gone shopping, and it will take about an hour or two to come back] Shiraishi is now proficient in using Jiugongge, [If you don't mind waiting, then come in and sit down]

"Ahaha, thank you so much!" Mouri Kogoro breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his promise. He must have been with Conan for a long time, and he has also contracted the bad habit of being suspicious.

Shiraishi watched the three walk into the living room~www.readwn.com~ Not too surprised by this result.

As he closed the door, he glanced down at the light screen. Under the health bar of the body, there was a red "narcotic" buff, and there were more than ten minutes left.

When the time is over, he can rest assured to return to the main body.

It's boring to think about waiting until the evening in a villa in the suburbs, without a smartphone to play.

It just so happens that a tool person will bring it to the door, and there are poker and board games in the room. When the main body wakes up, pull the Maori father and daughter to play a few rounds of poker...

Under the questioning of the two detectives and the curious eyes of Mao Lilan, Shiraishi introduced a little bit of his past.

Of course, he completely hid the thieves group, and did not give a solution to the puzzle.

Although Shiraishi said that they don't need their help to solve the puzzle, there are many kinds of handicrafts in this villa.

Conan turned around on the first floor and found that except for a bedroom door that was locked, all other places could enter.

He put his ear to the door and listened for a while, but didn't hear any changes, he could only remember the location of this room first.

Then he took advantage of Baishi not paying attention and touched the second floor.

He remembered that Kogoro Mauri was looking at the window of the attic when he got off the car—since Dumb just left there, there might be clues hidden in that room.

Shiraishi leaned against the door, glanced at Conan's sneaky back, then looked at the room, and silently took out a tube of anesthesia needle to the Maori father and daughter who were full of praise for the clocks on the wall.

Conan's habit of acting alone is really worthy of praise.

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Conan doesn't know if the puzzle in the villa has really been solved, but now he is more worried about the original owner in the room than solving the puzzle.