How can there be such a dangerous world of Conan

Dai Sugihata and Yasuo Ito said the address of the office and walked towards it.

"Miss Sugihata?" Before taking two steps, Yasuo Ito stopped her.

The girl turned around with some doubts.

Yasuo Ito asked, "You haven't told me the address yet."

"Address?" Dai pretended to be stupid.

Ito nodded.

"Mihuacho [-]-chome." Dai replied.

Speaking of the five-chome detective agency, there is only one Maori detective agency.The Nanchuan office is simply a non-existent address made up on the spot.

"Mr. Ito, when you go to the office, I hope you can bring the stolen item record list. That detective also often provides some assistance to our police, and it will be much easier to have his help."

Afterwards, Dai Sugihata said goodbye.This time, he was not stopped, and left the apartment smoothly, and had a round with Takagi Wataru who was waiting downstairs.

Gao Mushe was taking a deep breath, calming down his nervous mood, and when he saw Dai coming down, he hurried over: "Miss Dai."

He opened his mouth and twitched his cheeks, but he seemed to want to say too much, he couldn't make it clear for a while, and finally said the least important thing, but he was most curious: "Why do you pretend to be like this, what's so special about it?" Is there a reason?"

"No," Dai Sugihata replied concisely, "I just want to play Kudo style puppetry."

"Kudou? Kudo Shinichi?" Takagi asked, "What happened to that high school detective?"

"That high school student detective may be hiding behind the scenes, planning a major conspiracy to overthrow this world, intending to become the god of the new world!"

Dai Sugihata said.

Gao Mushe's forehead was covered with cold sweat: "Miss Dai, please be normal."

"Okay, Takagi-senpai."

Such an answer made Takagi Tsubasa shudder again.

"You asked me for help, so follow my arrangement."

Dai spread her arms out and balanced herself as best she could, as if she were walking on a tightrope.

"And this is your investigation, I will only provide," making a slit the size of a grain of rice with his right hand: "Such a little help."

"So," he closed his right hand, wanting to pat Takagi on the head.

But it doesn't seem to be possible in terms of height.

"Takagi, bend down."

Takagi, who didn't know why, bent down, and his head reached the place where Sugihata Dai raised her hand slightly.

The girl patted Takagi's forehead lightly: "So, cheer up and work hard!"

Then Dai explained the plan: "When Uncle Maori calls you, you go to her place."

"What about Miss Dai?" Takagi asked.

"Me?" Dai tilted her head: "Of course I'm waiting at the Nanchuan office that I made an appointment with?"

Yasuo Ito decided to go to the Mori Detective Agency in the afternoon of that day.

Yasuo Ito knew very well what kind of things were missing at home. After all, there were no thieves at all, and those lost things were sleeping in the forest of Gunma at this moment.It was within his expectation that the police would ask him to write a record sheet. Because of this, he started to write the record sheet after a rough inspection without being observed by anyone. The missing things were nothing more than some Valuable things like rings, necklaces, and cash.

After finishing writing this record sheet, Yasuo Ito went to Gochome, Mihua Town. There was only one detective agency in Gochome, and that was Kogoro Mori's detective firm.

Yasuo Ito walked up and asked in an inquiring tone: "Excuse me, is this Kusugawa Office?"

Mori Kogoro looked at Yasuo Ito, comparing him with the photo of his husband that Chiaki Ito had provided before.

There is no mistake, there is no doubt that it is the man in the photo.

"Mr. Yasuo Ito, right?" To be conservative, Kogoro Mori confirmed it.

Yasuo Ito nodded: "Yes, but remember that I was told that it was the Kusugawa Office of [-]-chome."

"Maybe I misremembered the name?" Mori Kogoro replied: "Officer Takagi told me that you will come. It must be true. Can you sit down for a while? He will come soon."

About 10 minutes later, Takagi Tsutomu rushed over.

Takagi took the record sheet from Yasuo Ito and read it carefully: "I really stole a lot of things."

Jewelry, jewelry, all kinds of valuable things have been stolen a lot.

Takagi asked a question: "Mr. Ito, do you remember what Mrs. Ito was wearing at that time?"

"I remember my wife was wearing a white suit and sunglasses." Yasuo Ito replied.

Mori Kogoro nodded: "Yes, I also remember, she probably looked like this that day, and she was wearing round sunglasses."

Takagi pointed to the record sheet and asked: "Mr. Ito, you didn't write sunglasses on it, and we didn't find the same style of sunglasses from your home."

Eh?

Yasuo Ito was a little stunned.

impossible!

Not bad at all, come back to life, talk about the facts, intrigues, wading through mountains and rivers, mobs, panting, overwhelmed, fascinated

This kind of thing is impossible, he has clearly told the other party to ask her to leave all the white suit and sunglasses in the house.

"Mr. Interpol," Ito Yasuo forced himself to be calm, shrugged his shoulders, and said nonchalantly, "You can never think that I will remember everything. It's just a pair of sunglasses. How can I remember clearly?"

Mori Kogoro also defended him: "That's right, no one can remember just a pair of sunglasses. For example, I can't even remember how to deal with cases!"

Takagi didn't know how to answer for a while, so he could only ask another question: "Mr. Ito, you have been away from home for a week, and you haven't thought about saying hello to your wife when you get home? Just shouted 'I'm back' at the door." In this way, people and people are really wonderful. If it were me, I would be very happy and shout 'I'm back', that's right."

"Because you are in love!" Mori Kogoro patted Takagi's shoulder fiercely: "When you get married, you will be like this, and you will not say a word when you get home. Brother Takagi, you have to understand."

Yasuo Ito nodded: "The relationship between me and my wife is actually not very good. Otherwise, I wouldn't quarrel like that at the station." He sighed and complained about his daily relationship: "I don't know why she always suspects that I have I had an affair, and I asked several detectives to investigate me."

Mori Kogoro patted the table and agreed very much: "That's how women are, they lose their temper because of the slightest thing! It's all nonsense, and they can still be said clearly!"

Takagi wryly smiled.

This is completely different from what I expected. According to the expectation, shouldn’t it be that I and Detective Maori teamed up to start a verbal confrontation with Yasuo Ito, psychological oppression, and force the other party to reveal the clues of the murder he committed?

Now Maori detective, why does it seem like the person opposite? !

Before I even opened my mouth, Detective Maori already thought of an excuse for the other party?

Is this a new mode of interrogation?Pretending to be in the same camp as the other party, gaining the trust of the other party, and thus extracting useful information as an interrogation method.

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After thinking about it, Takagi convinced himself, unconsciously admiring Mori Kogoro.

As expected of a Maori detective, he has already started to act so soon, trying to gain the trust of the other party and provide prerequisites for the next trick.