[Comprehensive] Captive villain BOSS

"Miss Iwai, could you please explain again how you found the host missing?" The first scene was indeed suspicious, and Mori immediately asked.

"Well... the last time I saw the master was after the meeting last night. The master called me over, asked me how I met Mr. Sherlock and Mr. Jim, and then told me that if the two gentlemen would If you wake up, let me ask the two gentlemen to go to the study. Because the lunch time was advanced, Conan-kun and I went to the master's study before we went to inform the two gentlemen, but in the study there is only Message……"

Ms. Iwai tried hard to recall the details, and Conan added: "The reason for the early lunch is the kind help of Mr. Toba and Ms. Ayako."

Toba said: "Ah, that's right. At that time, I wanted to invite Ayako to take a walk around. When I went downstairs, I heard Ms. Iwai and Ms. Mori chatting. Ayako found it very interesting and joined them. Later, she said she wanted to I personally made a snack for me... so everyone went to the kitchen together, but I didn't expect that lunch would be prepared in advance."

"So, after ten o'clock the night before yesterday, no one saw the organizer again." Maori said thoughtfully, "But the organizer just left a note, instead of finding Ms. Iwai, you specifically explained, it should be a temporary matter I left... I think you must think so too, Ms. Iwai, right? But, this is actually probably the murderer's conspiracy! Maybe the note was forged by the murderer..."

"No, the note is indeed the master's handwriting." Ms. Iwai shook her head and said, "The master's writing habits are very special, and only a few people will understand it. However, I don't know why, but in retrospect, the words on the note are indeed A sense of disobedience..."

"Miss Iwai, do you still keep the note?" Mao Li asked with a boost of energy.

Iwai quickly took out a neatly folded A4 paper from his pocket: "It's here!"

Mao Li and others took the note and observed it carefully, but found nothing.The font on the note is indeed somewhat special, and Fujisawa, who has had contacts with Mr. Kanaya, also confirmed that it is indeed Mr. Kanaya's handwriting.No matter how you look at it, there is nothing suspicious about the note.

Sherlock was very interested in this note, and was about to read it, but was stopped by Mr. Maori: "Hey! A foreigner, do you have any research on Japanese fonts!"

"Maybe I can find some clues?" Sherlock stared at the paper and said casually.

Maori was about to laugh at him when he suddenly realized something and shouted, "What's going on!? You can't speak Japanese!!"

"Is Japanese difficult to learn?" Sherlock took the opportunity to pull the paper out of his hand, unfolded the magnifying glass with his left hand, and looked down at the words on the paper. "If it is Chinese, I may have to study it for a while, but just listen If you speak Japanese, you can do it in a few hours."

"I think you are really suspicious!" Mao Li pointed at Sherlock and shouted excitedly, "You must be the murderer! By the way, who would a normal Japanese carry chopsticks on his body! Maybe it's a tourist souvenir you bought anywhere , I lost one in the sea, and I didn't expect the remaining one to be left in the garage!"

"...Please, normal human beings don't just carry chopsticks with them, okay?" Hattori complained, "And that chopstick was obviously broken, if it was just lost accidentally, how could it be broken in two? ?”

Moriarty propped his chin, leisurely observing the expressions of everyone.When Hattori said this sentence, a trace of indiscernible annoyance flashed across Toha's face, and then he returned to his natural state.He took a step forward and said, "Actually, the chopsticks themselves are very good evidence. The source of the chopsticks can be determined from the place of origin, style, etc., and perhaps fingerprints can be found, so that the murderer can be identified."

"Then, this is a key piece of evidence, and we just need to wait for the police to arrive," Maria said.

"Ah, when will the police find out!" Chuanjin complained.

"But, the chopsticks were broken!" Hattori, who was always ignored, was a little annoyed, "If the murderer lost it by accident, how could he lose a chopstick that was broken in two! If it was found One was lost, so I broke the other one and threw it away, so why not just throw it in the organizer's car, completely destroying the corpse! And if the murderer put it there on purpose, how could we let us detect it? Get fingerprints or something! I'm afraid the problem will remain a mystery in the end!"

Konoha couldn't help but glanced at Moriarty, who smiled softly at him.

——If it’s just this skill, it’s really disappointing.

A sneer flickered across Toha's lips.He thought he had won the game, because if the police came to examine the two sticks, they would be able to detect Moriarty's fingerprints.At that time, this unsolvable mystery will have to be scapegoated by these two foreigners with unknown origins.

"Hey, Uncle," Conan suddenly looked up at Toha, "What is that shiny thing on your finger?"

"Ah, it's nothing..." Toha rubbed his fingers subconsciously, and stood a little further away from Conan.It is inconvenient for him to continue leading the topic now, otherwise it would be too deliberate.The high school student detective in Kansai is the most annoying, and he has already deduced quite a lot of things by now... But Toba is very sure of his design, and Hattori has entered a misunderstanding, and it is impossible to see it.

"The time of the host's disappearance is a doubtful point, but we can roughly deduce it now." Hattori said seriously, "What is certain now is that the host disappeared after ten o'clock the night before yesterday and before twelve o'clock noon yesterday. .Miss Iwai, may I ask when you were in the living room?"

Iwai replied, "It was about nine o'clock. I chatted with Miss Xiaolan in the living room after I finished my housework."

"So, Xiao Lan, what time did you come down?"

Xiaolan thought for a while, and said: "Because Conan-kun stayed up all night to answer the questions, I remember very clearly, around [-]:[-], when he finished answering the questions and was about to rest, I got up and washed up and went to the living room."

"So, in the living room, which is the most convenient place to see the movement outside, there have been people there since [-]:[-] yesterday morning, but no one knows when the host drove away and when he came back." Hattori said , "In this case, the note is probably fake. Someone imitated the host's handwriting and wrote a message. The purpose is to delay the time, so that we will not find out that the host is missing."

"In that case, the host disappeared before eight o'clock in the morning, probably at night." Mao Li rubbed his chin and said, "However, the time he was killed was yesterday afternoon...for such a long time , where did the murderer hide the sponsor?"

"No, the murderer didn't kidnap the host..." Hattori shook his head, "The murderer must have strong confidence in his reasoning ability if he designed such a deadly case. Kidnapping is something that may leave a lot of loopholes. But, if the host dies at night——wait, let’s put it this way..."

Hattori began to hang his head in thought, but his eyes began to get brighter and brighter.

Conan suddenly asked: "So, if the temperature rises, what will happen to the rigor? Will it soften faster?" He looked at Hattori expectantly.

Hattori raised his eyebrows, showing a look of embarrassment: "I don't know! I've always been stupid."

Conan: "..." Be careful! !

After thinking about it, Conan walked out the door: "I'm going to the bathroom!"

"Then let me go too." Hattori didn't realize that he was also pretending to be stupid, and followed him out.

The door opened and closed, and within a few seconds, Hattori's legs and feet were sore - he sat down on the ground leaning against the door, his head bowed deeply, as if he was in deep thought.

"I know who the murderer is!" Maori suddenly shouted, pointing to Maria with a righteous face, "It's you! Fortune teller Maria Toda! You must have hypnotized the host in a special way, making him hide In the garage, wait for the time to drive and commit suicide, right!"

Maria shouted in disbelief: "Are you crazy! I'm just a fortune teller, not a master magician!"

"The joke is over, uncle!" Hattori's voice sounded just right, attracting everyone's attention, "I already know who the murderer is—"

A mischievous smile suddenly appeared on Moriarty's face.He stood up and walked towards Mao Lilan, with a worried expression on his face: "Miss Xiaolan, is that kid named Conan missing?"

Xiaolan was startled, and immediately ran to the door: "Conan! Dad, Conan is gone!"

Conan: "..."

Hattori who was half fainted from the anesthesia needle: "..."

What's going on with this horse riding! ! !

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