Untitled Conan II

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"Hey," I freed up a hand to shave my cheeks, and I smiled embarrassedly, "Actually, after Papa Lie bought me the house next to me, he also helped me book out this store by the way... …She said she was afraid that if I didn’t go to school, I’d be idle all day with nothing to do—”

"Huh? Then sister Xiaoyou is the manager of this store now?" Conan blinked and asked innocently.

"Yeah!" Nodded, and then I saw the little guy with glasses cheered innocently.

"Then can I not come here every day to eat sister Xiaoyou's cake?"

"...Yes..." Taking advantage of other people's inattention, I glared at him, then turned my head and looked at Uncle Maoli with a smile on my face again, "Then uncle, would you like some drinks?"

"Ah," nodded blankly, Uncle Mao Li paused before saying, "I want coffee."

"I want iced lemon tea, please, Xiaoyou!" Xiaolan said with a smile.

"I want iced coffee!" Conan yelled, holding up a hand.

"...レイコ" Ms. Jinghua suddenly murmured in a low voice, and then quickly fell silent again.

"レイコ?" Uncle Maori obviously heard her words and asked doubtfully, "Who is レイコ?"

Although Ms. Jinghua confused her by reasoning that it was the name of a girl in the book she had borrowed, Conan squinted her eyes and observed her, obviously feeling suspicious.

……

I calmly took down the drinks ordered by others, and I left them and walked back to the bar alone to start making drinks.

In fact, it is said that Lie's father bought the store because he was afraid that I would be bored. In fact, this was also my dream in the past.

In the previous life, I had such a wish. I hoped to open my own coffee shop, make desserts and drinks that I wanted, entertain people I don’t know, and put a piano in the center of the coffee shop. Play your own music there.

Then when I get bored, I close the store and go out to travel, go to all the places I want to go in the world, and when I am tired, I go back to my store.

I don’t need to be accompanied by too many people, even if it’s just me alone, this kind of life is plain but it’s what I yearn for...

However, for me in the previous life, such a wish is only in the imagination, there are too many restrictions, and even the most basic economic foundation cannot be satisfied, let alone others.

Shaking my head to recall my thoughts, I finally put the prepared four cups of drinks on the tray, and I carried the tray to Uncle Maori and the others.

Seeing that I was walking staggeringly, Xiaolan hurried over to help me get the tray, and Conan rushed over to help me with a frightened expression on his face. Seeing this, I blushed in embarrassment, feeling quite ashamed.

Tell me, if you recover from your illness, you will be cured. Why did you restore my physique like this?Really... well, I know I'm exaggerating a bit when I say this, but——walking around makes people's hearts jump, can I not give up this kind of treatment?

Sitting next to Conan with my head down and pointing my fingers, I listened to Xiaolan's conversation with depression.

"Well, Xiaoyou," Xiaolan suddenly called me, seemingly hesitant, "would you like to consider hiring someone to take a look? You are the only one in such a big store. Is it too reluctant?"

"Yes, yes, sister Xiaoyou, you should consider it!" Conan nodded repeatedly.

"...Uh, actually, I also have this plan," I pouted, and said depressedly, "But this store will be renovated in a few days, and when the renovation is over, I'll see if anyone is willing to come Bar……"

In fact, at first I really wanted to come alone... As a result, I was ridiculed by a group of brothers and sisters led by Shao Ang. That scene was really——TAT

"This is really nerve-wracking, there is only one photo and name from 30 years ago..." holding the photo, Uncle Mao Li complained distressedly.

"Then..." Ms. Jinghua suddenly said, "Do I need to borrow that person's wisdom?"

"That person?" The four of us looked at her in shock.

"I once heard that the high school student detective Kudo Shinichi," she said unhurriedly, "it is said that he often goes in and out of Mr. Mori's detective office."

"Huh? Xinyi?!" Xiaolan said unexpectedly.

"Isn't that right, kid?" Ms. Jinghua suddenly turned to look at Conan.

"Uh..." Obviously stunned, Conan looked at her hesitantly, his eyes full of vigilance and vigilance.

The topic was diverted by Xiaolan's random words, and then, at the prompt of Conan, he called some institutions related to the kendo competition by phone. Uncle Mao Li finally found the address of the person Ms. Jinghua was looking for, so uncle Immediately decided to rent a car to go.

So far, the topic of Kudo Shinichi has come to an end, but Conan's expression is indeed unprecedentedly dignified.

...I said, Shinichi, in fact, you really think too much!

Holding his hand, I stuck out my tongue at him who was stunned, and followed Uncle Maori and the others.

……

I stopped by to have a meal before departure, and it was already evening when I arrived in Shizuoka. Although I was opposed to coming with me at first, but later, under the question of "what if I am in danger if Uncle Mori is not around", Uncle Still agreed to come with me.

It's just that when he came to the door of Mr. Shibata's house, he rang the doorbell for a long time, but no one came to answer the door. Uncle Mori immediately decided to go back first.

"But..." Blinking, I pointed to the door lock and said to Uncle Mao Li and Ms. Jinghua who were about to turn around and leave, "This door doesn't seem to be locked! And—there is the sound of the TV inside... "

And at this moment, Mr. Yoshikawa, who came to Mr. Shibata to play mahjong, came over, and while telling us to move quickly, he opened the door very skillfully and walked in.

The door of the room was indeed not locked. Standing at the entrance, the sound of the TV program could still be clearly heard.

On the kitchen table were half-eaten rice and meals, and a newspaper beside it.

But the soup has been completely cold, and the rice is also stiff. Looking at the time, it is probably breakfast.

Ms. Jinghua said that the fish on the table was sea bream, which made Conan frown again.

Holding back a laugh, I shook my head and decided to continue pretending not to know.

At this time, Mr. Shibata's wife came back with a golf bag.Seeing the few of us, I couldn't help but froze at the entrance.

When Uncle Mori was in a hurry to explain, Mr. Yoshikawa’s panicked voice came from the living room. When we ran over, we saw the owner of the house—Mr. The eyes had already lost their breath.

Without their reminders, I consciously walked over to the autopsy.For the other four people, it should be no surprise, while the remaining two parties probably were too shocked to react.

Conan ran over after me, and while I was checking, he picked up a photo held by the deceased in his handkerchief and looked at it.

Out of curiosity, I turned my head and glanced, unexpectedly, the person in the photo turned out to be Ms. Jinghua when I was in junior high school!

It was a bit of an accident, but I didn't pay much attention to it. I shrugged, took off the medical gloves on my hand and said, "The time of death was around five o'clock in the morning, and the cause of death was the impact on the head." After a pause, I added, " There is also the OK bandage on Mr. Shibata's hand, which is a little strange."

……

Not long after calling the police, Officer Yokomizo of the police department in charge of the Shizuoka area rushed over. As usual, he felt that there were cases where Uncle Mori was there, and then began to question the parties.

Mr. Shibata’s wife said that her husband came back from playing mahjong at three o’clock in the morning, and because she had an appointment with a friend to play golf, she prepared breakfast for her husband and went out before five o’clock in the morning, and was sent off by her friend at around seven o’clock in the evening back.

And Mr. Yoshikawa said that he came to ask Mr. Shibata to play mahjong, and he had been sleeping alone at home during the day, and there was no alibi.

The newspaper on the table next to breakfast proved to be delivered around six o'clock every day, and the TV recording in the room started at eight o'clock.

After the forensic examination that came with the police department, it was determined that the time of death was between early morning and early morning, because police officer Henggou determined that the time of death of the deceased was around [-]:[-] in the morning.

"Huh? Eight o'clock?! Wait for police officer Henggou..." Uncle Mao Li waved his hand in a pause gesture, then pointed at me, and said, "The result of Xiaoyou's inspection just now is the time of death of the deceased, but At five o'clock!"

"Five o'clock?" Police officer Henggou was stunned, looked at me, and then turned to look at Uncle Mao Li with black eyes, "Mr. Mao Li, how can you believe what a child says casually? How could she be so accurate until five o'clock in the morning?"

"Huh? But..." Seeing this, Xiaolan frowned as if she wanted to say something.

"Sister Xiaoyou's inspection is very accurate!" Conan waved his hands as if to attract the police officer's attention and shouted innocently, "Sister Xiaoyou has proved it in previous cases!"

"But..." Hesitantly looking at the few people who looked confident, Police Officer Henggou looked at me, still very uncertain, "Even so, if I don't have the qualifications for police certification, I still..."

"Yes~" I suddenly interrupted what he hadn't said yet, shook my index finger and said, "Before returning to Japan this time, I took the test specially!"

With that said, I took out something from my bag and handed it to Police Officer Henggou.