Conan: I'm teasing Conan in Mingke

Conan nodded thoughtfully, while Xiaolan looked puzzled: "But is this really a good idea? Shouldn't a person's status be determined by their character and ability?"

Kurokawa Keizawa sighed softly: "Ideals are beautiful, but reality is often much more complicated. Although Mr. Sunaoka may not be very popular in private, his image on the screen is bright and beautiful, and that is enough."

After all, the entertainment industry is a big melting pot, and everyone has his or her own way of survival.

Xiaolan lowered her head in disappointment: "Is that so..."

Kurokawa Keisawa patted Xiaolan's head to comfort her.

One person was missing from the adult group that was still chatting at the table.

Tian Yuan Liming waved to the others and said, "I have thought of a good way to commit a crime. I have to write it down quickly before I forget it."

I thought of a good way to commit a crime, let's try it out.

This sentence couldn't help but emerge in Kurokawa Keizawa's mind.

Kurokawa Keizawa: “…”

Ok.

Is this what practice makes perfect?

Katsuaki Nagatsuka couldn't help but sigh: "It's really not easy to write a script. Come on, Mr. Maori, let's have a toast!"

Kogoro Mori reached out to clink glasses with Katsuaki Nagatsuka, but before he could take two sips, Katsuaki Nagatsuka was called away by a phone call.

Maori Kogoro was speechless and said, "What's going on? Why are they all leaving after all this time..."

Kurokawa Keizawa held out his wine glass and consoled him, "Then Uncle Maori, let me drink with you."

Maori Kogoro nodded in appreciation: "You are the right one."

Xiaolan warned: "Dad, that's the last cup!"

Maori Kogoro:"……"

It's really not a good thing to be strict with your daughter...

"Ring ring ring——"

Kogoro Mouri reached out and took out the phone from his pocket and answered it: "Hello, this is Kogoro Mouri. ... Mr. Sunaoka? ... Hello? Mr. Sunaoka? Really..."

Kogoro Maori sighed and hung up the phone.

Xiaolan asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Dad?"

Maori Kogoro was speechless: "It was Mr. Sunaoka. When he asked me if I wanted to go to his room, he suddenly hung up the phone..."

"boom--"

A sound slightly deeper than a normal gunshot rang out, echoing in the empty valley.

Kogoro Mouri stood up alertly, and Xiaolan and Conan also looked towards the direction of the sound.

"It's gunshots." Tian Yuan Liming paused while writing, stood up and looked towards the valley: "It came from the other side of the valley!"

"It's already this late, what kind of bird eggs can we shoot..." Maori Kogoro scratched his head speechlessly, and called out to the three people behind him: "It's very dangerous here, you guys should go into the house quickly."

Tanikawa Noe, who opened the window out of curiosity after hearing the sound, asked the people in the open-air restaurant on the first floor below, "What happened?"

Maori Kogoro asked loudly: "You also heard a gunshot, right?"

"Then I didn't hear it wrongly?" Tanikawa Noe subconsciously looked towards the next room: "Sagao should be asleep too, right?"

But she saw a circular crack on the window. She said in horror: "There is a crack on the window of Shagang's room! It looks like a hole made by a gun!"

"What did you say?!" Kogoro Mouri frowned, realizing that something was wrong, and hurriedly ran to Shagang's room upstairs.

Conan reminded: "Uncle! Take the key!"

"Oh yes, yes!"

Kurokawa Keizawa looked at the crowd that was hurrying forward, and then slowly followed behind again.

By the time I got upstairs, all the police calls had already been made.

This time the police arrived quickly.

It didn't take long before Officer Yokomizo arrived at the villa with a group of detectives from the inspection department.

"Mr. Mori, it's been such a long time!"

"Yeah, long time no see." Maori Kogoro stepped forward to greet him: "Officer Yokomizo, this is the scene."

Officer Yokomizo glanced at the crime scene, then looked at everyone present and said, "Then please go to the lobby downstairs and wait for me. I have something to ask you later."

Tanikawa Noe stood there crying: "Although he is a man who speaks without restraint when he drinks, no one would hate him enough to kill him!"

Nagatsuka Katsuaki also held his head in pain: "This is over, I have to change jobs!"

"The series has just been decided to be extended, and yet this kind of thing happened." Tahara Toshiaki's eyelids twitched. He always had a bad feeling.

"We know that this is difficult for everyone to accept, but we still have forensic work to do. Please do not stay here."

The police officers on the scene enforced discipline and took all irrelevant personnel downstairs.

Apart from the police, the only people left at the scene were Kogoro Mouri, Keizawa Kurokawa and Conan who sneaked in.

Officer Yokomizo carefully observed the death of Sunaoka Kazuyoshi: "It seems that the only wound on his body was the gunshot wound on his forehead."

The police officer from the inspection department responded: "Yes, that was also a fatal wound. Judging from the fact that there were no scorch marks or bullet fragments on the wound, the murderer must have shot from a considerable distance."

Maori Kogoro came to the window and observed the crack: "This bullet hole is also roughly the same height as when Mr. Sunaoka stood up."

"So Mr. Sagang was shot by the murderer from the opposite side when he was standing in front of the window?" Officer Yokomizo opened the window and went to the balcony: "In this case, the shooting location should be in the mountainous area opposite."

Kurokawa Keizawa shook his head and interrupted, "No, Mr. Officer."

Officer Yokomizo turned around in surprise: "Why?"

"Although everyone heard a sound similar to gunshots at the time of the incident, it was actually the sound of small firecrackers exploding under the Komatsu Fireworks Company. His sound was similar to gunshots but lower than normal gunshots."

Kurokawa Keizawa also came to the balcony and pointed to the place below where Tahara Toshiaki used to write the script. "And because of the different high-level reflective surfaces such as the rock wall and the valley, the sound was not heard in the valley to be exact, but nearby."

Officer Yokomizo stared at the young man beside him in amazement: "How did Mr. Kurokawa know all this?"

"I guess it was his teacher who taught him again?" Kogoro Mouri said with a half-moon eye.

Kurokawa Keizawa nodded and said helplessly, "Yes, when I was little, my teacher would often play various sounds for me to listen to in turn, asking me to guess which one was the real gunshot. The most difficult one to distinguish was the sound of firecrackers."

Officer Yokomizo was dumbfounded. "But if it wasn't that gunshot, how did the criminal commit the crime? Was it a silenced pistol? No, there are no scorch marks or debris in the wound. And how do you explain the crack on the window?"