Non-mainstream Conan viewing style

Maori Kogoro stared at Anton Yu, his eyes full of inquiry: "What is your relationship with the bourgeois who died in the fire?"

Anton Yu hesitated for a moment, then slowly said: "He is a collector of famous paintings. I have recommended many good paintings to him. I hope he can collect them."

Anton Yu continued, "However, I heard that most of the paintings in his collection were reduced to ashes in that fire?"

At this moment, Conan suddenly interrupted, looking at the heavy object of the pure gold frame curiously: "Uncle, you are so strong that you can carry such a heavy object by yourself!"

Anton Yu touched his head and smiled awkwardly: "No, no, I'm just a little stronger than the average person."

Conan's eyes flashed with cunning, and he suddenly made an interesting request: "Uncle, can you run in the corridor for a while and show us?"

When Anton Yu heard this, he was stunned: "What?"

[Audience member Anton Yu, do I now understand how running exposes me?

Kogoro Mori, same question.

Amuro Toru, same question.

Shiliang Zhenchun, same question.

Conan, hehe, it's just my personal bad taste, I just want to see how Mr. Kidd runs. 】

Faced with the detectives' questioning, Xiao Sanxiajiang fell into his memories.

"That's right. I will never forget it in my life." Xiao Suo's voice was low and powerful.

Maori Kogoro looked at her and asked, "The fire that year must have had a great impact on you, right?"

Xiao Suo Xia Jiang nodded, a trace of pain flashing across her face: "After all, because of that fire, I can only use a wheelchair to get around."

[Conan, Granny Kozue's performance was really great. I think she and I must have practiced together for a long time.]

"Yes, my feet are just like what you can see. I can't run in the corridor like other people." Xiao Suo Xia Jiang's answer was full of helplessness and regret.

Just then, Conan suddenly interrupted and said, "But Ms. Sumitomo can run, right?"

Miss Sumitomo was slightly stunned, then nodded, agreeing to Conan's request: "Is it okay for me to just run?"

Conan nodded, "Yes, just do it as usual."

Detective Maori looked at Conan's actions, somewhat puzzled: "How can we identify the real criminal with this approach?"

Conan didn't care. He continued to watch Miss Sumitomo running, and turned around to ask Xiao Minxiajiang who was sitting in the wheelchair: "Um, Grandma, Miss Sumitomo runs so fast. Have you ever done any exercise?"

Conan asked several times in a row, but Xiao Minxia Jiang did not answer. There was a complicated expression on her face, as if she was hiding something.

Jasmine Deba answered the detectives through the door, "I am indeed the fiancée of the rich man's grandson who died in the fire."

[Audience member Chu Bo Moli, do you know what I lost in that fire? She covered her face and started crying.]

Detective Maori nodded, trying to understand the situation further. "Ms. Izumi, it is absolutely true that you were rescued from the fire. However, we still need to know more details."

Izumi's tone was a little wary, "Detective Maori, I understand your concerns. But why should I have to run down the hallway for you to see?"

Detective Maori explained awkwardly: "This is just to be on the safe side. We need a more comprehensive understanding of the circumstances of the night of the crime."

He requested again, "Ms. Izumi, please remove the chain from the door and let us in."

However, Izumi Jasmine did not back down, and her voice revealed a determination: "If you really want to come in, then go apply for a search warrant for me."

Detective Maori felt helpless: "How can this be possible..."

At this moment, Sera Masumi suddenly interrupted and said, "Then let me ask you, Ms. Izumi, did the alarm of the watch found in the room ring again afterwards?"

Izumi was silent for a moment, then replied, "That watch, it's the same one you saw. I left it there and it never went off again."