Traveling through Conan: Buying Poirot Cafe at the beginning

"Damn it, I was tricked by her."

"lawyer……"

"I thought I had a chance to win, and I wanted to use him as my trump card, but I made a miscalculation."

Fei Yingli communicated with Kuriyama beside her, and was also thinking about what to do next.

As long as this mobile phone is not on Kogoro's possession, the alibi cannot be established. In other words, when Kogoro is asleep, anyone can adjust the time on the phone.

Enter the time you want, wake up Kogoro, and testify to the time she wants. After that, all he had to do was adjust the time on his phone when Kogoro wasn't paying attention.

If anything, Jiu Mu Sheng's boss lady has the best chance to do this.

Today's neons are not yet popular in smart phones, so there is no way to perform automatic time correction.

Fei Yingli preconceived that the relationship between the couple was not good, so she would not protect anyone, but...

Kameda Masako sat where Mori had been, and Kujo Reiko stood aside and asked:

"Ms. Kameda Masako, did you adjust the time on Mr. Mori's cell phone on the night of the incident?"

Kameda glanced at Usami Shinji in the dock, gritted his teeth and said:

"Yes, everything the prosecutor said is correct."

The audience at the scene whispered to each other again, and as expected, the prosecutor had a trick he had just used.

"So you just admitted that you had adjusted your phone? Then when did you say the real time was when Mr. Mori and Usami Shinji passed each other in the store?"

"I set the time ahead by thirty minutes, so it should have been nine fifty-five."

"Presiding Judge, it only takes ten minutes to walk from the murder scene to Jiumisheng. It shows that the defendant had enough time to go to the murder scene and kill the deceased."

"Defense attorney, do you have any questions?"

The judge looked around and made some calculations in his mind.

Fei Yingli stood up and asked with doubts:

"Miss Masako, when I visited you before the trial, you once said that you hated the defendant, right? Since you hated him, why would you create an alibi for his crime?"

Kameda Masako turned her head to the side, not daring to look at Fei Eri.

"I do not know."

Fei Yingli sighed secretly and returned to her position.

"I'm done asking."

In this way, the second trial ended, and the current evidence shows that the murderer of Hirasawa was Usami Shinji.

"I'm really sorry. I originally wanted you to come over and see me win the case, but I didn't expect such a big change."

Outside the court, Fei Yingli told Yang Ming dejectedly.

Yang Ming smiled and shook his head, encouraging:

"The final verdict hasn't been handed down yet, so the lawyer can't give up. There must still be a chance. You are the undefeated queen."

Fei Yingli smiled bitterly, and now even she began to wonder whether it was Usami Shinji who killed Hirasawa. It seemed that she was really going to fail.

The day after the second trial, Yang Ming came to the Maori Detective Agency, and Conan opened the door.

"Hey? Brother Yang Ming? Why are you here?"

Yang Ming squatted down, faced Conan, reached out and touched Conan's dog head.

"I came here to see if I can be of any help regarding the lawyer's case."

Yang Ming looked inside the room and saw Kogoro Mouri talking on the phone.

"Hey, this is the Mori Detective Agency, huh? It's Officer Takagi."

Yang Ming sat on the sofa, and Kogoro was taking notes while listening to the phone.

"How's it going? Where does Usami live? Oh? Oh! That's great, I'm really sorry to bother you. I'll buy you a drink another day."

Kogoro hung up the phone, looked at what he had written, and looked up.

"It's Yang Ming. I have something to do now, so I can't chat and drink with you."

"Let me go with you. Maybe I can be of some help."

Kogoro and Yang Ming looked at each other, and then Kogoro nodded heavily. This is the tacit understanding between men.

Yang Ming asked for the details of the case in Kogoro's hands and looked at it carefully.

Suddenly, Yang Ming discovered the key clue. So that’s the case. It seems that the concubine’s lawyer’s case is not bound to fail.

At Usami's house, Yang Ming and Kogoro came here.

Kogoro wore white gloves to prevent his fingerprints from being imprinted on the house.

Yang Ming, with his hands in his pockets, stayed by Kogoro's side.

"Strange, there is no ashtray in this room, why is there a matchbox."

Kogoro looked around, but there really was no ashtray. Where Yang Ming pointed, there was a matchbox belonging to Jiu Mu Sheng.

"There's really no ashtray. I guess Usami doesn't smoke."

"Take a look at the back of the matchbox."

Yang Ming grinned and thought, this is stable.

"This is? MIMASU? What does this mean?"

"Mr. Mori try to read it backwards?"

"Masaki? It's the name of Usami's dead child. I see, I understand!"

Kogoro held the matchbox in his hand, and the truth of the case began to emerge in his mind, but there was still one last thing missing.

Yang Ming looked at Kogoro, who was frowning, and sighed secretly. It seemed that he wanted to help others to the end.

"I wonder if Mr. Mori noticed the food remaining in the victim's stomach?"

"The remaining food in the stomach? Is there something wrong with it?"

Kogoro was stunned for a moment, and his thinking was interrupted by Yang Ming.

"Yes, there is something special in the stomach of the victim, Mr. Hirasawa. That is rice octopus!"

"What did you say? Is it possible?"

Kogoro suddenly realized that all the clues were gathered in his mind at this time, and a terrible but true answer was solved.

In the evening, Kogoro came to Kumu Noboru Izakaya with a heavy heart and looked at Kameda Masako in front of him with a heavy expression.

"Ah! It's Mr. Mori, hurry up and sit inside."

The landlady was very enthusiastic and greeted Kogoro to come in.

Kogoro handed his coat to Kameda Masako and looked at the cook.

"Are there any rice octopuses today?"

"Of course, this is a specialty of our store every day. No one sells it except for a few kilometers around our store."

Kogoro took a deep breath and ordered an oden and two bottles of beer. At this moment, he was very tangled in his heart.

When he got home, Kogoro looked drunk again.

Seeing this, Xiaolan couldn't help but stepped forward to scold her, but Kogoro ignored Xiaolan and took out his mobile phone to call Fei Yingli.

"Hey, Yingli, there's something I want to tell you."

When Xiaolan saw that her father was on the phone, she did not continue speaking, but listened.

"Husband? Are you drinking again?"

"Don't worry about it, Usami's case should be the final trial next time. Let me go again then, and I will be a witness."

"But you've already been there once, and now Usami's alibi is useless."

"Don't say much, just trust me."

There was silence on both ends of the phone, and with Fei Ying's hum, the phone was hung up.