Traveling through Conan: Buying Poirot Cafe at the beginning

"Officer Megure, I'm sorry, can you please be the deceased?"

Mumu pointed at herself in disbelief, "When will it be my turn to play the dead?" Damn it, Takagi, he asked for leave today. He must not be granted leave so easily next time.

"alright."

After saying that, Memu sat in the deceased's position and made the same movements as the deceased.

"Although this room seems airtight, there is actually a gap."

"Gap?"

"Yes, it's the gap under the door."

Kogoro narrowed his eyes and pointed at the door.

"Hey, hey, you're not going to say that the murderer threw the key to the study into the victim's pocket through this gap, right?"

Hattori smiled crookedly, with a hint of confidence.

"You're right, of course it's possible, as long as you have tape and the fishing line I just found for tying iron needles."

"what?"

Hattori walked up to Megure, holding the silver needle in his hand, and compared it in front of Megure.

"This is what the murderer looks like. He first inserts a poisonous needle into the victim's neck."

Mu Mu's face turned a little pale.

"After killing him, he snatched the victim's key. Then he took out the fishing line with the iron needle tied to it, tied the other end of the iron needle with the fishing line and the fishing line, and stuck it on the tape. fixed."

"Put the end of the iron needle tied into the victim's pocket and pass the fishing line through the middle."

"Finally, let the victim sit on a chair and ask the deceased to assume the position with one hand on the cheek when the body was found. Just hold the two ends of the dropped thread and walk out of the door. You can take the dropped thread out through the crack in the door. Close the door again."

Hattori said as he backed away from the door.

"Then lock the door, tie the dropped cord to the key, and pull it over."

"In this way, the key will also climb onto the table through the crack in the door and naturally fall into the victim's pocket."

"Oh, you really got in!"

Mu Mu said in amazement.

"Then all he had to do was pull the line out with one more tug. Then he just had to wind it up and the evidence was gone."

Hattori tilted his head, walked in from the door, stretched out his hand and said.

"In this way, a perfect secret room will be formed."

Mumu swallowed his own saliva and said with an awkward smile, "You're right."

Hattori looked at the method of committing the crime that he had perfectly cracked, and the corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily.

I was still thinking, Kudo, please come out quickly, otherwise the case will be solved by me.

On the other side, Xiaolan dragged a doctor and quickly ran to the room where Conan was resting, only to find that Conan had disappeared.

Only a tiny camera in the corner of the room recorded everything.

Megure looked awkwardly at Kogoro who was marveling at the way he committed the crime, and cursed in his heart: You shouldn't have hope for this guy.

"Yang Ming, what do you think?"

Yang Ming, who was suddenly asked, was slightly startled and shrugged.

"My Persuasion Department, you are really confident enough."

Hattori frowned.

"What do you mean by this?"

"Are you really sure that the key went into the deceased's double pocket?"

Seeing that Yang Ming didn't believe his inference, Hattori said to Memu: "Officer, can you check your pocket and let Mr. Yang Ming see it?"

Memu nodded blankly and reached into his pocket. The key slid out smoothly, obviously it did not enter the compartment in the pocket.

Hattori's expression changed drastically and he looked at Yang Ming in surprise.

"It seems that you also understood that although your method was very clever, you did not put the key back into the deceased's pocket as before. No, it was Officer Megure's pocket."

Mu Mu looked at Yang Ming very resentfully, saying that he would never play the dead again.

"It's just a coincidence. Let's try again."

Hattori looked slightly embarrassed, obviously shocked by his failure in reasoning.

Yang Ming shrugged and said, "It doesn't matter how you try. According to what you just said, the murderer should be this old gentleman, right?"

Hattori calmed down a little.

"Yes, this old gentleman is the only one who has time to commit crimes. And when we went upstairs just now, we met him at the door of the study, didn't we?"

Hearing these words, everyone present looked at this old man who was over sixty years old in shock.

Facing everyone's gaze, the old man lowered his head and said, "Yes, the murderer is me."

Hattori's expression relaxed. Although there was a slight interruption, his judgment was correct after all.

"No, you are lying! The murderer is someone else!"

Everyone present turned their attention to the door. A young man in a light blue suit was holding the door and breathing hard.

But it seems like the clothes don't match my body shape.

Suddenly, as Kudo Shinichi appeared, a special melody seemed to echo in Yang Ming's ears.

"Ah! It's Brother Kudo."

Megure was very surprised to see the man in front of him who was known as the savior of the neon police. This man was much more reliable than Kogoro.

Hattori thought to himself: Is this Kudo? He looks quite handsome.

"You just said that this old gentleman was lying. Do you mean that my reasoning just now was wrong?"

"The deceased was very bloated, and because he was sitting on a stool, his pockets must have been very crowded. So no matter how many times you try, the key will never get into the pocket."

"Where's the fishing line? The fishing line I found in the old gentleman's lounge is the evidence!"

Hattori's voice began to get louder unconsciously.

Anyone who has studied psychology knows that the louder you speak, the less confident you are. The purpose is just to use your personal volume to intimidate others.

"I still have a lot of fishing lines like this."

As he spoke, he took out all the fishing lines he had searched for just now.

"what!"

"This is just a trap set by the murderer. Fishing lines have been placed in every location of the home, so no matter where the crime occurred, the old gentleman cannot be separated from where he was."

"The murderer has only one purpose, and that is to put the blame on this old gentleman!"

"As for why this old gentleman lied, I don't know."

Hattori gasped, with disbelief in his eyes. He asked again: "But this study is a completely secret room. Do you think you want to say that the deceased committed suicide?"

Kudo felt very bad now, his body began to feel uncomfortable again, and his body temperature was rising rapidly.

Is he going to transform again?