Conan, My Neighbor Kurosawa Jin

Imaguchi sat on the sofa and watched the change in Detective Mori's expression. He breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to be hostile to them unless necessary.

"Dad, now that the suspect has been found, should we go?" Mao Lilan looked at the meditative Maori Kogoro and pulled his clothes, then turned to look at Imaguchi apologetically.

Imaguchi obviously didn't do anything, but his father and Conan interrogated him one after another. Mao Lilan felt a little embarrassed sitting aside and listening.

Imaguchi smiled at Maori Lan, and he didn't mind what Maori Kogoro and the others had just asked. After all, some things would be easier to relax if they were explained clearly earlier.

It's better for them to come and ask themselves than to investigate privately by themselves. If they really find out something by then, they will be in trouble!

"Ah, I'm sorry, Miss Imaguchi!" Mouri Kogoro seemed to suddenly react, scratched his head with a smile, and apologized heartily to Imaguchi.

Conan also pretended to be well-behaved and remained silent.

"It's okay. I should have cooperated." Imaguchi shook his head.

"Then we'll leave first."

"Okay, Detective Mouri, wait a minute!" Imaguchi nodded heartily, suddenly remembered something, and stopped Moori Kogoro who was about to leave.

"What's wrong?" Mouri Kogoro looked at Imaguchi's heart in confusion, not understanding why he suddenly stopped him.

"Detective Mori, I just heard the phone call between you and Officer Takagi. You are going to find out where the person who wrote to me is now, right? I have a little clue here." Imaguchi also suddenly thought of the reader. I had talked about related content with him before, so Imaguchi could probably guess where he was.

"Really, that's great!" Mouri Kogoro and Conan both looked at Imaguchi happily, and even Maori Ran smiled.

"Imaguchi, do you know where he is?"

"I don't know the specific location, but there are clues. We have mentioned relevant content before when we wrote letters. If the other party kills people in the order I want to say, then the next victim should be the girl who lost her arms.

The scene I imagined at that time was that a girl with fair and slender arms who danced very beautifully was called by the people around her to the open space by the lake and her arms were brutally chopped off by the murderer.

The murderer should have contacted the girl in advance. After becoming an acquaintance, he invited the girl to the grass by the lake and then brutally murdered her.

Therefore, the murderer should be a stranger who recently appeared next to a girl with very beautiful dancing arms, and the stranger should live near these corpses, and the place where he lives is either an empty warehouse basement. Or somewhere off the beaten track.

The murderer cut off part of the victim's body and took it back for preservation, so the part of the body that was taken away could not rot, at least until he had collected the entire human body. "

The more I spoke, the clearer the ideas in my mind became, and my speaking speed gradually became faster.

Mouri Kogoro and the others' eyes lit up when they heard it. It can be said that Imaguchi's words helped them a lot. If things were as he said, then the scope of what they were looking for could be greatly reduced.

In this case, the murderer can be found as soon as possible!

"Okay, I understand, thank you very much, Imaguchi!" Mouri Kogoro nodded, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

"You're welcome. I hope you can catch the real culprit as soon as possible." Imaguchi looked at them sincerely. He didn't like trouble, especially trouble that he couldn't control. The murderer who used the novel he wrote to commit murder made him He was especially unhappy because he had brought a lot of trouble to Imaguchi.

"Okay!" Mouri Kogoro nodded.

Conan followed Mouri Kogoro and the others out. When he was about to leave the door, Conan suddenly stopped, turned his head and wanted to say something, but he did not speak, but turned his head again.

When Mouri Kogoro saw that Edogawa Conan was not following him, he hit him on the head with his hand.

"Kid, hurry up and follow me!"

"Yes." Conan covered his painful head, having no idea at the moment. He quickly walked a few steps and ran to the car.

Seeing that they were all gone, Imaguchi closed the door and walked into his room. The man with long silver hair on the bed in the room was reading the book in his hand with great interest.

Seeing Imakuchi come in, he raised his head and stretched out his hand. Imagouchin took his hand, walked to him and sat down next to him.

"gone?"

"Well, I asked some questions and was called away by the police later." Imaguchi yawned heartily and leaned against Gin, feeling a little hungry.

"It's really troublesome." Gin's expression was cold, but there was a hint of impatience in his voice.

If the police couldn't find anyone again, he would take action himself, but it was just a perverted murderer who came to his door again and again.

"Don't be angry! They won't stay long, just pretend they don't exist. If you don't want to, I'll meet them somewhere else next time." Imaguchi kissed Gin on the face. Coax him.

It's not that Gin is shameful, he is top-notch in terms of appearance, figure, knowledge, and ability. It's just a pity that his aura is too strong and leaves a deep impression on others.

Imaguchi doesn't mind showing off around with Gin, and is even happy to do so, but Gin's status is not suitable for this.

Imagochi was reluctant to let Gin change clothes and disguise himself for this purpose. It would be too frustrating, so he could only let him read a book in the room for a while.

"No, I'm not angry." Gin was angry but not angry. His identity was not that shameful, it was just that he didn't want to deal with the police.

The aura on his body was too strong and left a deep impression on others. Even if he restrained himself, he could not escape the police's eyes. Gin doesn't have anything to do with it. He has all the documents and his identity is innocent. It's impossible for the police to find anything.

I just stay here because I don’t want Imaguchi to worry.

"You put the pair of shoes at the door, right?" Imaguchi looked at Gin with a look that said, "I've seen through you a long time ago. Those shoes didn't belong to me at first glance. They were just leaving in a hurry. Keep asking, otherwise you will have to go out and be questioned by them."

Imaguchi turned his head inwardly and found a comfortable position to lie down in Gin's arms.

"When we left, the little detective wanted to ask, but maybe he thought the murderer was more important, so he didn't ask."

"Ha." Gin didn't refute. He had indeed left those shoes there intentionally. Even if he didn't do anything, he still wanted to cause a little trouble for the police and disrupt their sight.