Corpse collector in Conan

The word "coincidence" made Akai Hide's eyes twitch slightly, and he couldn't help but look at these people a few more times.

Mouri Kogoro felt that the eldest sister-in-law of the Hotta family was making trouble unreasonably: "What a coincidence, she..."

Before he could defend the young lady who was riding the bus, Hota Fumiko suddenly sighed: "Yes, I hate my father very much - I hate him so much that I almost want to kill him with my own hands."

Mouri Kogoro: "..."

etc! What are you talking about, this beautiful lady? There are enough beauties in prison, and you are not missing!

Fortunately, Hota Fumiko only likes to breathe heavily when she talks. She then added: "But I didn't do it tonight - although I am very grateful to the murderer, I have no intention of helping that person take the blame." ”

As she said that, she looked at her brother again: "We are all a family, there is no need to pretend in front of me - you hate him too, don't you?"

"..."

The eldest son and sister-in-law looked away in unison and did not look at her.

——Judging from this reaction, Fumiko Hotta was actually right.

"..." Mouri Kogoro was shocked for a moment, then silently retreated back between the three high school students.

Turning his head left and right, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the three familiar faces: the children around him were more normal - in comparison, President Hotta's children were really scary.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the lounge, and the butler pushed the door open and entered.

Mouri Kogoro looked at him: "Has the landline been repaired?"

The housekeeper shook his head helplessly: "I originally wanted to connect the cut phone line, but when I looked carefully, I found that the plug was also broken... What should I do now?"

Conan was not in a hurry to call the police this time. He suddenly shouted: "Rye whiskey!"

"!" Akai Shuichi paused.

Conan glanced at his reaction from the corner of his eyes, and his heart moved slightly: Sure enough, he has a special reaction to this kind of wine. From this point of view, "rye whiskey" is probably also a code name used to refer specifically to a certain cadre, and it may even be... The code name of the person in front of me!

Of course, the more you think this in your heart, the more tense your face becomes.

Conan followed the plan and followed what he had just said, and continued as if nothing had happened: "There was a fragment of a wine box at the crime scene, and the bomb was contained in the 'rye whiskey' wine box. The person who made that bottle of whiskey must be the murderer... My reasoning is correct, Brother Jiang Xia.”

Jiang Xia nodded: "Today is the deceased's birthday, and the bottle of wine containing the bomb was probably delivered to him on this occasion. The deceased thought it was a birthday gift, so he opened the wine box without any precautions, triggering the detonation. device, and then die.”

"Birthday gift..." The faces of the deceased's family members changed slightly, and the housekeeper also thought of something.

"It's not from our husband and wife!" the deceased's eldest son said first, "I gave him a watch."

The sister-in-law knew that her proof was useless. She looked at the housekeeper and said, "You are with my father every day. You must remember what everyone gave you - tell me."

The butler sighed and said: "This bottle of whiskey, I remember it was a gift from the second young master to the master."

Conan: "?" It was not given by this guy who calls himself Shuichi Akai? ...But it’s not a big problem. Maybe the second son is his subordinate or colleague.

Speaking of which...

Conan realized something belatedly. He had been looking at Akai Shuichi just now: "Where is that uncle Ryoji?"

Several others: "!"

When they turned around, they realized that Hota Ryoji was not nearby and had gone somewhere.

Jiang Xia asked the housekeeper: "Where is his room?"

"Ah, over here." The butler came back to his senses and pushed the door open.

Several people hurriedly followed and finally arrived at a guest room. Jiang Xia opened the door and saw that the room was empty and there was a bag on the bed.

Jiang Xia glanced inside and poked Conan.

Conan understood, walked into the house, grabbed the bag, raised his hand and dumped the contents on the bed.

Akai Shuichi saw everything and nodded secretly. His methods were not pedantic. No wonder the efficiency of solving the case was so high.

Jiang Xia walked into the room, stopped the naughty child, and looked at the things on the bed.

The luggage bag was full of Hota Ryoji's personal belongings: shirts, wallets, car keys... and among the pile of daily necessities, a sharp dagger shone with a cold light, which was particularly eye-catching.

…

The housekeeper led several people to the parking lot and pointed to a red sports car: "This is Master Liang's car."

"He didn't actually drive away." Mouri Kogoro touched his chin, "It seems like the other person is still nearby."

Jiang Xia took a few steps closer and suddenly discovered something: "This car's tires are punctured, and so are the cars next to it."

"?!"

Mouri Kogoro was shocked. He ignored the sports car and ran to his own car first. When I looked down, I saw that the tire was indeed flat.

"This guy is so wicked!" Mouri Kogoro was furious, "Just cut the phone lines, why bother harming passers-by's cars? Doesn't he plan to trap us here and kill us all?!"

Akai Shuichi also glanced at his car. The car was parked in the corner, with a crooked bumper on top. It looked extremely miserable quietly. If you looked closely, it was no surprise that the tires were also sacrificed.

Akai Shuichi: "..." It's annoying, but not very annoying - after all, the car had been damaged by the deceased just now on the road, and now it's just a matter of changing one more tire.

And just now, he found that the dagger he found in his second son's room had traces of stabbing rubber. At that time, he guessed that some car tires would be damaged, and now... it's true.

"What should we do now?" The people in the Horita family had never encountered such a thing before. While cursing Horita Ryoji, who viciously killed his father, they looked at Jiang Xia in panic, "I remember the business card you just gave out said that you are a detective - you must have encountered similar things, think of a way!"

"Ahem!" Maori Kogoro cleared his throat: There is such a great and reliable adult detective standing next to you, but you are only yelling at a minor, what is this?

"It's impossible that all the cars were damaged." The adult detective calmly looked for a solution, "There are only three cars in this parking lot, one is mine, one is Horita Ryoji's, and this one..."

Akai Shuichi claimed it: "This is mine."

Mouri Kogoro nodded, looked at the eldest son of the Horita family, and asked expectantly: "So where is your car? Did you park it somewhere else and escape?"

The couple looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly: "Neither of us can drive, so we took a taxi here."

Mouri Kogoro: "..."

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Thanks to the big guys for the [monthly ticket] (σ≧▽≦)σ.