Ke Xue World Technology Becomes King

"Ah, you're back. I'm waiting for you here, Hattori-san. If it's too late at night and you can't get a taxi, you'll be in trouble. You know, your luggage is still with me. .”

Seeing the people in front of him, Miyamoto Kiyoshi nodded, explained, then walked forward quickly and caught up with the fat man who had just been taken away.

"By the way, I suddenly remembered, I remember you said just now, have you seen me in the mall today?"

Miyamoto Kiyohisa patted Xuantian on the shoulder, nodded to the two policemen next to him, and asked curiously.

"Well, that's right. I met you in the mall in the afternoon, but because you were driving a little too fast, I didn't catch you for a while."

Xuantian nodded and responded.

"I have been searching for several hours in Yoneka Town. It was not until recently that I saw the two ladies through the glass of the detective office that I finally determined the location of the red horse sculpture that was sent out."

Perhaps because he was caught by the police, Xuantian acted quite calmly at the moment, and his speech became clearer.

"What did you say?"

Hattori Heiji shouted as he walked nearby.

"You said that you have been looking for Mr. Miyamoto and his friends since you saw them in the afternoon? So, wasn't it you who did the fire at Morokaku's house?"

After hearing Hattori Heiji's question, the other three people who had just rushed over also suddenly understood and looked at Xuantian in shock.

"That's right, except for having dinner on the way, I have been looking for the red horse sculpture. You also know that Mihua Town is so big. If I hadn't seen it by chance, how could I have found it so quickly? ah?"

At this point, Xuantian's face, which had become calm, began to change slightly, and beads of cold sweat the size of soybeans began to appear on his forehead. It flowed uncontrollably, gathered on his chin, and finally fell. on the ground.

"Mr. Police, please take me back to the police station quickly. I really don't want to think about anything related to the red horse sculpture anymore."

It seemed that he was beginning to have the idea of ​​arson again. Xuantian quickly urged the two policemen who were escorting him and asked them to take him to the police station quickly so that he could escape this pain.

"If Mr. Genda is not a criminal, then who caused the fire in the Morokaku family?"

Seeing Xuantian being escorted into a police car by two policemen, Hattori Heiji and Conan touched their chins in unison and fell into thinking.

As for Miyamoto Kiyohisa, who had experienced everything throughout the whole process, he had roughly thought of a possibility at this moment. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the police car that was moving away from here in the distance.

"It seems interesting."

"Okay, it's getting late. Go up quickly. After dinner, go back and rest. Let's wait until tomorrow to investigate the case. Maybe there will be some unexpected clues tomorrow."

After looking at the two people who were in a daze, they saw Xiaolan and Kazuha who had already opened the window and stuck their heads out. Mouri Kogoro's stomach couldn't help but growl, and then he began to urge.

"Ok."

Because it was indeed very late, and they just dealt with it casually at noon. It was okay that Mouri Kogoro didn't say it. As soon as these words were said, the hunger in the stomachs of several people immediately emerged like a volcanic eruption, so the three of them We walked up the stairs together.

"This is the chief officer of the fire department."

After several people walked upstairs, Miyamoto Kiyoshi turned his head and looked at Officer Yumaga who had just driven over in his car, and asked.

"Mr. Miyamoto, I didn't expect you to know me."

To a group of people at the Metropolitan Police Department, Miyamoto Kiyohisa, who had mobilized a large-scale gravity a few days ago, was a thunderbolt. However, Officer Yumaga was also quite surprised that Miyamoto Kiyohisa actually knew about him. After all, in my impression, I didn't seem to have much interaction with Miyamoto Kiyohisa.

"Well, I know you. Not long ago, before Moritani Teiji's case, there were several arson cases committed by Moritani Teiji. Several of the mansions that were burned down happened to be mine. I remember that at that time You are the one responsible for handling the case.”

Miyamoto Kiyoshi nodded and explained.

"I see, but Mr. Miyamoto, do you have something to say to me when you stopped me?"

Officer Gongzhang nodded and then asked.

"It's like this. I think the man who was taken away just now seems to have some mental problems. If necessary, you can ask Miyamoto No. 7 Hospital for help. Just say it was arranged by me. I think it should be Maybe it can be of some help.”

"Have you got some mental problems?"

Officer Yunaga recalled the situation when Xuantian was taken away just now, nodded subconsciously, and agreed with Miyamoto Kiyoshi's point of view.

"Okay, I understand, I will make arrangements later."

"Then, it's getting late, go to bed early, Officer Gongzhang."

Miyamoto Kiyohisa nodded and turned towards the detective office.

……

"Huh? Are there two spiritual hints? Interesting."

The next morning, after receiving the report from Miyamoto No. 7 Hospital, Miyamoto Kiyoshi smiled softly.

"A doctor, a fortune teller, and a Feng Shui expert have two spiritual suggestions. It's really interesting."

After looking at the three people who had interacted with Xuantian and the deceased in this case, Miyamoto Kiyoshi became more and more interested.

Back in the room, Miyamoto Kiyoshi took out the mermaid treasure he had obtained from the mermaid's tomb from the cabinet.

Since some occult power is involved, then my use of real magic props shouldn’t be considered cheating, right?

As he thought about it, Miyamoto Kiyoshi showed a knowing smile.

The first person to visit was the deceased's sister, the fortune teller. She was a woman who used a crystal ball to perform divination in a Western style.

Without sending a greeting or even entering her home, Miyamoto Kiyoshi just stood outside the fortune teller's home, raised the conch in his hand, and blew gently into it.

"what!"

A scream came from the courtyard. It was obvious that the opponent had been hit. Miyamoto Kiyoshi shook his head. It seemed that the opponent was not the existence he thought.

After confirming this matter, without taking the next step, Miyamoto Kiyoshi left here and rushed to the next goal.

Soon, Miyamoto Kiyohisa came to the door of the Feng Shui master's house. Through the door, he could vaguely see some stones and potted plants placed in the yard, which seemed to have a decent appearance.

But after all, Miyamoto Kiyoshi was not a professional in this field, and he couldn't see anything with the naked eye. He still took out the conch and blew it gently.

"Bang!"

This time there were no screams, but the potted plants and stones in the other party's yard were all shattered to pieces, as if they had been shattered by some force through the air.

"Here it is!"

Miyamoto Kiyoshi's eyes lit up!