Conan: The Master Behind the Scenes

"Wow, what a magnificent house!"Mouri Kogoro looked around the huge and luxurious house in admiration.

"Dad, this is beyond doubt!" Xiaolan said with a smile:"The deceased Mr. Jiujiu Yuankang was a world-famous magician! Right, Conan?"

"What’s wrong with Ran? I felt something was strange from the beginning!" Conan was puzzled, but still nodded in response to Xiaolan’s words:"Yeah... Yeah!"

"Then let's go to the basement where your husband committed suicide first!" Maori Kogoro suggested

""Okay."

Led by Jiujiu Qihui, everyone came to the basement deep inside the house.

The first thing that caught Bai Shiwu's eyes was a row of photos hanging on the wall.

"That photo seems a little different!"Bai Shiwu quickly noticed the only different photo in the row of photos.

"Ms. Jiujiuqihui, I would like to ask, where are these photos?……"Soon, Maori Kogoro asked this question for Shiraishi Takeshi.

"These are all my master's apprentices, those who have completed their studies and those who gave up halfway, all framed and hung here." Jiujiu Qihui explained

"Who is the brother wearing a black hat?"Conan asked inquiringly.

Shiraishi Takeshi secretly glanced at Xiaolan standing behind Conan, and raised his mouth slightly.

"Oh, he is Kinoshita Yoshiro. He is a genius among magicians, but unfortunately he died in an accident during practice 14 years ago."Kujuku Nanae explained

"Conan, why would you ask him that?"Xiaolan suddenly bent down and asked Conan

""No, nothing, Xiaolan-sister, because only his photo is special and not stained with dust, maybe someone carefully cleaned it!" Conan answered innocently

"Ah, the kid is right, it might be my husband who did it, because my husband loved him the most back then!" Jiujiu Qihui answered patiently.

"Oh. So that's how it is, Conan, you look really carefully, right, Conan!" Xiaolan nodded.

"Yes, Sister Xiaolan……"Conan also realized that something was wrong with Xiaolan, and he became alert.

At this time, everyone had arrived at the scene of the crime.

"Your husband fell here, right?" Maori Kogoro folded his hands in front of his chest and observed the outline of the body drawn with white lines on the ground.

"Yes, I left the room as it was, just to show you. The two cards that were glued together were on the table, among the pile of cards. The glue that stuck the cards together was also on it."

"kindness……"Maori Kogoro looked around professionally, while Shiraishi Takeshi stayed alone at the back, thinking.

"First of all, it can be concluded that Jiujiu Yuankang definitely did not commit suicide! Whether the poison was taken voluntarily or forced, when the poison takes effect, the body of the person taking the poison will be out of control, and the hands will grab their throats or press hard on the chest. But the marks left on Jiujiu Yuankang's body are very strange."

Bai Shiwu looked at the well-preserved white line area and thought to himself:"Jiujiu Yuankang's hands are facing down and placed very neatly, which means that at least when the poison took effect, Jiujiu Yuankang's hands were tied! Otherwise, they would not be placed so neatly."

"So, this must be a murder case! But who is the murderer? What secrets are hidden in the two playing cards left by Jiujiu Yuankang?"

Bai Shiwu accidentally noticed a pile of playing cards on the table beside him, as if something was buried underneath.

He walked over and found that there was a telephone hidden under these playing cards.

"Two cards taped together and hidden in a pile of cards, and a telephone hidden in a pile of cards……"

Bai Shiwu frowned slightly and took a deep breath.

"Wait! Those two cards were glued together back to back, and the person who glued them deliberately staggered the positions of the two cards while reciting. This shape... is the same as the replay button on the phone!!!"

Shiraishi Takeshi looked up and observed the others.

He found that Maori Kogoro was now carefully studying the pile of cards on the wall and the desk.

Conan, who was playing tricks on himself, was carefully observing the white lines on the ground that were copied from the corpse. From his thoughtful expression, Shiraishi Takeshi could guess that Conan had obviously also discovered the weirdness of the corpse's traces.

Xiaolan stood behind Conan, staring at Conan who was playing tricks on himself.

Shiraishi Takeshi picked up the phone microphone and pressed the replay button

"Sorry, this number is unavailable. Please check before calling."

""Huh? Is it a vacant number?" Bai Shiwu frowned.

"There is definitely something wrong with this number. What do these numbers mean?"Bai Shiwu looked at the long string of numbers on the phone screen and thought.

"Numbers, phone numbers... Got it!! If you look at these numbers individually, there is really nothing special about them. But if you look at them in the order of the phone buttons, they will become a ciphertext that contains the murderer's information!"

"D……C……Ma...zi!" Bai Shiwu deciphered the long string of numbers.

"Ma Zi? It should represent the deceased Jiujiu Yuankang's female apprentice, Miss Miyoshi Ma Zi? Then... what do the D and C in front mean?"

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