Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

The waiter presented the sushi to Xingchen.

Xingchen's eyes swept across the five selected fish nigiri in front of him, including a fresh shrimp nigiri, and two types of gunkan sushi - seaweed gunkan and fish roe gunkan, in addition to an exquisite tamagoyaki.

A small pile of wasabi and a dish of soy sauce were carefully placed on the side to add flavor to this meal.

Xingchen savored every bite of sushi carefully, the delicious taste of the fish blooming in his mouth.

However, his thoughts turned to Conan's situation. The person whom Conan had always idolized was now like a broken faith, which made him feel mixed emotions.

This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Conan.

Thinking of this, Xingchen couldn't help but sigh, and put the whole piece of sushi into his mouth with a depressed mood.

I hope everything goes well. For such an upright and fearless person, if Xingchen hadn't lied that he was a member of a spy organization, he would have been imprisoned as soon as the antidote was ready.

Of course, he can also choose to maintain the status quo, but in that case, the friendship between him and Conan might be broken.

Having spent so much time together, they had more or less developed a deep bond between them.

In a short while, Xingchen had eaten up all the sushi in front of him like whirlwind.

He glanced at the menu again, then waved and said, "Mr. Waiter, please give me a bowl of beef ramen!"

"Wow, this kid is quite good at ordering." The waiter said approvingly.

Xingchen didn't think about it any more and decided to fill his stomach first. After all, he hadn't had dinner when he arrived here.

the other side.

Hattori Heiji came to the room above the crime scene where Mike had been when the crime occurred.

Hattori Heiji looked at the curtains from the door and thought to himself, wait a minute, I remember Mike opened the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows before.

He pulled open the curtains of the French windows, if he had tied a wire around the edge of the curtains so that he could pull the wire to open them.

It is also possible for people to be far away.

"Absolutely impossible."

Hattori Heiji heard a familiar voice and turned around, only to see Conan leaning against the door frame with his hands in his trouser pockets.

"After the incident, I immediately investigated the room that Mike had been in. There was no sign of the steel wire being removed from the curtains, and there were no signs of steel wire being pulled or rubbed on the railings." Conan said lightly.

"Among the three of them, the one who was in the room closest to the crime scene at the time was Ray Curtis," Conan said seriously, "but after pressing the switch and running up the stairs, it would take at least ten seconds to reach the crime scene."

"Lei's left knee joint had been injured in the past, so it was absolutely impossible for him to commit the crime within three seconds."

"As for Mike, he's currently undergoing rehabilitation after straining his Achilles tendon. Ricca's pace is much slower than the previous two. It's impossible for him to go back and forth from the fifth floor in ten seconds."

"So it is impossible for the three of them to commit the crime within this period of time."

Hattori Heiji looked at Conan with a serious look and said, "Kudo, you are not right today."

"Eh." Conan was stunned. He seemed to have no idea what he was doing.

"You have already raised doubts in all aspects about this guy whose alibi is vague." Hattori Heiji approached Conan and said.

"Really?" Conan blinked, walked to the side of the cabinet, opened it and continued, "Even if they arrived at the crime scene, the people in the room would come out to answer the door after hearing the knock."

"Add five seconds more. No matter how I think about it, it's impossible." Conan said to Hattori Heiji with a smile on his face.

"Kudo, what is that?" Hattori Heiji said as he looked at the things in the cabinet.

"What's wrong? It's just a mop." Conan picked up the things in the cabinet and asked puzzledly.

"Are there mops in the hotel guest rooms?" Hattori Heiji asked.

"This is indeed a bit strange." Conan thought carefully.

They thought of something and looked at the light switch at the same time. Hattori Heiji said, "Hey, Kudo, this is possible."

"The other two may not be able to commit a crime, but if he gets used to using that thing, he can also control the lighting in the room from a distance."

Conan's inner compassion was brought into sharp and exquisite play. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said with a hint of denial and defense in his tone; "What are you talking about? He doesn't have that kind of thing at all."

"And the room also..."

"Listen to what you are saying. It's not a problem to bring a few such small tools." Hattori Heiji scolded.

Conan's face suddenly changed and he shouted, "Stop talking nonsense, this will never happen. I will definitely prove it, just wait." After that, he threw the mop in his hand and ran outside.

Hattori Heiji looked at Conan's back as he ran away, thinking to himself: Kudo, Kudo, didn't you tell me that once all the impossibilities are eliminated, no matter how unbelievable the facts are, they are the absolute facts?

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"Ah, I'm so full." Xingchen patted his stomach and followed Mao Lilan and his group towards the exit.

"Oh, the sushi here is really good." Kogoro Mouri said with his hands on his hips.

"Yes, that salmon is especially sweet." Yuanshan Heye agreed.

"Huh?" Xingchen suddenly discovered that in the bathroom, a Conan was standing still at the sink. It was very quiet and everything around him seemed to have become cold.

"Sister Xiaolan, I'm going to the bathroom." Xingchen looked up at Mao Lilan and shouted.

"Yeah." Mao Lilan nodded in response.

He hurried into the bathroom and saw Conan seemed to be in a daze. Garbage was everywhere on the floor, obviously poured out by Conan.

"Conan, why are you here?" he asked softly. However, Conan did not respond to him, but just handed him a piece of white cloth.

Xingchen flipped it open and muttered, "This is a Qi needle."

Conan leaned against the white brick wall, a wry smile appeared on his face and he murmured: "Well, I really don't want to believe it. But the facts are right in front of me."

"Really? I just went to a sushi restaurant, and 'bandage' is the code word for the number eight set meal there." Xingchen could only help Conan to confirm who the murderer was, but he could do nothing else.

"Thank you for the clues you gave me. Haha, I have always believed that he is not the murderer, but these clues and answers keep telling me that he is the murderer." His glasses sparkled under the light, making it impossible to see his eyes.

Conan murmured breathlessly, "Chen, what do you think I should do?"