【Conan】I just want to survive but I am forced to join the main plot

Time flies by, going back more than a month, from the beginning of winter to the fall of autumn with flying maple leaves.

Ruo Muliang stepped on the thick fallen leaves on the road and set foot on the road to the residence of an antique collector.

This antique collector Maru Denjiro is also one of the people on the list given by Gin.

But it's not that I want to kill him, but that I want to get an antique mask from him.

Of course, Gin's original words were that if this unscrupulous collector dared to speak loudly, then he would be sent directly on his way.

Clicking on the picture in the mission attachment, I turned over the white Noh face and looked at it many times. Wakamu Ryo couldn't find out where the organization was interested.

When I rushed to the collector's house, unexpectedly I didn't see even a servant.

Wakamaki hesitantly stepped into the courtyard of Maru Denjiro's house and saw two familiar figures.

"Xiaolan, Conan, why are you here?"

"Brother Ruomu?"

After seeing the familiar duo, Ruo Muliang knew that this antique collector was dead without him taking action.

"Why are you two here alone, and Uncle Maori didn't come?"

Xiaolan smiled a little awkwardly and said: "Originally, my father was here to report on the progress of Mr. Maru Denjiro's commission, but a guest seemed to come during the period, and Mr. Maru went to receive the guest first, and he has not come back until now.

Dad was a little impatient with waiting, so he went out to see the situation. Where is Brother Ruomu? "

Wakaki Ryo: "There is an elder who really likes a certain noodle in Mr. Maru's collection, but he was unable to come due to something else, so he asked me to come over and buy it for him."

"So that's the case, then..."

"what!!!!"

The scream sounded, as if a switch had been pressed. Conan and Xiaolan immediately ran towards the direction of the scream.

Of course, both the big and small shinigami arrived on the set, and Denjiro Maru must have been extremely cold.

Not long after, the model worker of the Metropolitan Police Department, Mu Mu, arrived at the scene with a group of police officers who had no presence.

The entire reception room was in a mess, with knife marks all over every corner of the room, including criss-cross marks on the floor and ceiling.

Patients with cryptophobia feel uncomfortable.

Ruo Muliang raised his head and glanced at the ceiling, frowning.

"Brother Ruomu, did you find anything?"

Ruo Muliang knelt down and touched Conan's forehead.

"When the murderer arranged the scene, didn't he pay attention to the height of the deceased?"

Conan:?

Wakaki Ryo glanced at the former high school student who had regressed into an elementary school student. Shouldn't you be more sensitive to issues like height and size, Shinichi-kun?

"The deceased was just over 150 years old. Even with the length of his arms and sword, he couldn't reach the roof. What does this mean? Jumping up and cutting down the ceiling?"

Ruomu Liangxu said with eyes wide open.

Although many Japanese-style houses are indeed relatively low and cramped, they are limited to low-rent apartments and ordinary houses. This situation does not exist in luxury apartments or Japanese-style mansions where wealthy people live.

==Is it really appropriate for you to complain about the height of the deceased at the crime scene?

Conan's expression suddenly changed from the shock when he discovered the body to the same complaint.

At this time, according to the basic law of Ke Xue's world: one of the three choices of fate is gradually coming into play. In just ten minutes, the three suspects took turns appearing in front of the detectives and the police.

"Brother Ruomu, please come here too. Your name is also on the deceased's notepad."

Wakamu Ryo: Well, this episode became a choice of four, and the suspect turned out to be myself.

Coincidentally, during the time when the crime occurred, no one had an alibi.

Conan took turns to examine the other three suspects. As for Ruo Muliang, he had already intuitively classified him in the innocent category for the first time.

His eyes unconsciously stayed on Suwa Yuji for more time.

Among the three suspects, he is the tallest, so cutting down the ceiling should be easier.

Bah, bah, bah, realizing that he had been led astray by Ruomu Ryo's casual remarks, Conan shook his head and refocused on sorting out the case and existing clues.

Suspect No. 1, Dr. Hatano, was the affair partner of the deceased's wife, Maru Inoko. According to Mrs. Maru, they had been at the Rice Krispies Hotel since lunch today and did not come back together until about five o'clock.

Damn it, this enviable endurance is indeed worthy of this surname (crossed out)

Suspect No. 2 Yuuji Suwa, a master of kendo, had previously borrowed a sum of money from the deceased for working capital, and the purpose of coming here today was to pay back the money.

Suspect No. 3 Akutsu, a sculptor, also borrowed a sum of money from the deceased, but he was temporarily unable to repay it, so he wanted to ask the deceased to extend his grace for a while.

Although "I will definitely repay the money, if you dare to sell that thing, I will definitely kill you", this kind of request seems a bit wrong.

Shouldn't the correct request posture be to lie on the ground and then... cough

And in a room full of knife marks and a mess, the dragon-shaped sculpture he cared about most was unscathed.

If you think about it this way, it turns out that the criminal is still...

"The culprit is indeed Suwa Yuuji."

"Yes."

Conan touched his chin and nodded, saying, "Well, the fact that the sculpture was unscathed is too deliberate, and the message on the answering machine is also very strange. The only person who leaves such a message knowing that the deceased is not here could be the murderer."

As soon as he finished speaking, Conan suddenly realized something was wrong. Like a broken doll, he turned his head stiffly and looked at Wakamu Ryo frame by frame.

Emotional values ​​flooded Ruo Muliang's screen like a flood.

The emotional value of the male protagonist is really great.

"But there is no conclusive evidence yet, right?"

Ruo Muliang didn't seem to know the impact of what he just said on Conan's young mind. He suddenly bent down and picked up Conan and placed him in front of the cabinet covered with knife marks.

Conan:! !

Although my mind was still struggling with whether Brother Ruomu knew my identity, my detective instinct came when I saw that the knife marks on the cabinet were disconnected and not coherent.

A flash of inspiration flashed through his mind.

That’s it, I understand!

Conan raised his head and looked at Ruo Muliang with expectant eyes.

Go solve the case quickly, Brother Ruomu! If I don’t go, I don’t know what outrageous conclusion I’m going to come up with.

However, as if Wakamu Ryo didn't understand Conan's eyes at all, he yawned, leaned against the wall and played with his phone.

Conan:  …

If that's the case, I'm sorry, Brother Ruomu!

Relying on his height, which was less than an adult's knees, he swooped out and hid in the shadow behind the door, aiming his watch in the direction of Ruo Muliang.

Eh?What about people?

At this time, a hand suddenly stretched out from the shadow and pressed on Conan's watch.

The anesthesia needle hit Mouri Kogoro on the back of his neck.

Mouri Kogoro immediately used the passive attribute "I must be handsome when I am asleep", and very consciously leaned against the door with a deep and reliable image, and slowly slid to sit down.

Ruo Muliang rubbed Conan's forehead and said, "Don't even think about it. I'll help you put together a puzzle at most."

Conan:! ! ! ! !

I was so shocked that I didn’t even want to solve the case.JPG

The Shinigami elementary school student shook his hands and numbly adjusted the bow-tie voice changer to the voice of Mouri Kogoro, and then numbly started the reasoning show.

When talking about the knife marks on the cabinet, Ruo Muliang asked the maid to borrow a handkerchief, pulled out the drawers of the cabinet one by one, and then replaced them in their original positions.

The knife marks suddenly connected into the word "Suwa".

With the irrefutable evidence in front of him, Suwa Yuuji also gave up his excuses and directly admitted that it was because Marudenjiro sold the family heirloom sword he used for mortgage loans, Kikuchiyo, and he was so angry that he killed him.

"It's like this."

Suwa Yuuji suddenly pulled out another sword on the display stand, rushed towards Mouri Kogoro, raised the tachi in his hand, and made a standard chopping gesture.

With a loud sound, the blade of the tachi completely separated from the handle, flying in the opposite direction to Suwa Yuuji's momentum, towards the side and rear.

Ruo Muliang calmly took a step back and watched as the blade plunged straight into the spot where he had just been standing.

Are you planning to string him up for BBQ?

However, if he read it correctly, when Suwa Yuuji swung his sword just now, did Mouri Kogoro's hand move instinctively?