Casablanca dedicated to Mr. Nakahara

"There was a murder in that restaurant just now."

"The murderer was a university professor."

Contrary to the appalling content, Oda Shinichi's tone was as calm as ever.

Sitting in front of the low table, Chisato stopped carving, and the delicately textured cypress wood faintly showed the outline of Kagura Prajna.He put the piece of wood into the storage box on the side, and opened a pack of sterilized cotton pads to carefully wipe the sharp file.

Alcohol evaporates extremely quickly without leaving an annoying stickiness.

After packing up his tools, Qianli raised his head.

The stern-faced assistant was standing at the door holding a bamboo food box, and there was no wrinkle in his straight suit.On the side of the food box, a simple picture of water waves is outlined with a few strokes, and three small characters of "Liu Shui Pavilion" are written in the lower right corner.

The other party's expression didn't look abnormal at all, but it couldn't hide from his keen insight.

"Murder incident?" Qianli repeated softly.

"Yes." Oda Shinichi stepped forward slowly, and put the food box on the low table. "Have you ever heard of the name 'Kogoro Mori'?"

Of course I heard it.

The famous detective who reasoned the case in a sleeping position and repeatedly solved strange cases...

Thousands of miles began to regret that he should not have followed Mori Ogai's order and brought his assistant to Hakone for a 'vacation'.Although the surrounding environment is indeed good, the hotel booked also conforms to his aesthetics.

But the people who went with him included Nakahara Chuya.

All kinds of factors superimposed, this trip is a wrong decision.

……

an hour ago.

After completing the check-in procedures, Oda Shinichi returned to the parking lot with the room card, and Chisato waited in the car alone.

"Your room is 'Zi/Yanghua' with a private bath, on the northwest corner of the fourth floor."

This hotel has only four floors at the highest, and the layout of the rooms is similar.The first floor is the reception and cafeteria, and the second floor is a bar and indoor hot spring for guests to relax and entertain.

Qianli nodded silently, then left in a flash.He rarely shows up in public, and having a thoughtful subordinate naturally saves a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Half a minute later, the young man wearing the Prajna Ghost Mask nimbly climbed over the guardrail and landed on a balcony.He bypassed the open-air hot spring bath, pushed open the shoji door leading to the living room and escaped indoors.

The guest room named 'Zi/Yanghua' is a typical structure of one bedroom and one living room, with simple and elegant home decoration.Qianli inspected it carefully, not even missing any hidden corners.The smell of disinfectant is everywhere in the house, probably someone ordered it specially.

He returned to the living room the size of eight stacks of tatami mats, and knelt down in front of the low table.Not long after, Shinichi Oda knocked on the door while dragging the suitcase.

"Mr. Mori asked me to convey to you that today's dinner is booked at the 'Liu Shui Pavilion' one kilometer away." Oda Shinichi said sternly, and then asked a symbolic question. "Are you going with me?"

Qianli: "No."

Rejection is expected, the man is well aware of his partner's going out habits.He bowed respectfully, and immediately went into the bedroom to put on disposable gloves.The boss's change of clothes and mask-making toolbox must be sorted out as soon as possible, and there are still 45 minutes before the dinner.

'Liu Shui Ting' is a very popular cooking kiosk. The owner has built an artificial river channel ingeniously.The dark red arch bridge leads directly to the hall and the kitchen, and a river more than one meter wide surrounds eight boxes.It is not waiters who deliver meals to guests, but wooden boats driven by electricity.

The chef's craftsmanship is remarkable, and the ingredients used are very fresh.It's a pity that a homicide ruined the atmosphere of the meal, not to mention the police who rushed there.

Although the port mafia holds a license to operate with special abilities, it is ultimately a mafia organization.When it comes to criminal business, the police can issue an arrest warrant once the evidence is convincing.

A total of 13 people participated in the dinner, including Ogai Mori. Except Chuya Nakahara, Ryunosuke Akutagawa and other supernatural powers, several followers of the black lizard all carried guns.

Fortunately, the police who came to investigate the murder did not find this out. Unfortunately, Mori Ogai was regarded as a suspect in the case by the famous detective Mori Kogoro.

The body of the deceased was in Box No. [-]. A guest once witnessed Mori Ogai walking out of the crime scene, and the time of leaving happened to be almost the same as the time of the victim's death.

……

Oda Shinichi's narration does not contain any subjective color, and simply presents everything he sees in front of another person.

Chisato swallowed the fugu caviar in his mouth, and picked up the teacup again.Even if he was not at the scene, he could guess what happened. He just smelled blood and ran to find out.

"Do it yourself."

Shinichi Oda, who had his back to the low table, cleared his throat like a cover-up, as if there was nothing wrong. "The real murderer is Nobuo Iwama, a professor of physics at Jomon University. The deceased is his colleague who has just been promoted to an associate professor."

"Normal." Qianli took a sip of hot tea, and said casually: "Most homicides happen between acquaintances, and the motives for killing are nothing more than money, power, and emotional entanglements. Ordinary people rarely encounter situations where they need to hire killers. Those who do it themselves are either idiots who can’t control their emotions, or smart people who have made a rigorous plan. This professor is obviously the latter, but it’s a pity that he lacks the most critical luck.”

Oda Shinichi nodded in agreement, that's exactly what happened.If Kogoro Moori hadn't met, this murder case would probably have become an unsolved case.The suspicion of Mori Ogai will be cleared up sooner or later. As for Nobuo Iwama...maybe he will fall into a nightmare for killing someone himself in a short period of time, but as time goes by he will return to a peaceful daily life again.

"So, what did you find?" Qianli asked.

Oda Shinichi opened his eyes slightly, and a smile flashed across his smoky pupils. "Sure enough, I can't hide it from you."

"what."

"Actually, someone else solved the case. 'Sleeping Kogoro' is just a stand-in."

Qianli was startled, and put down his teacup. "continue."

"A child fired an anesthetic needle at him, and then used a voice changer to imitate Kogoro Mori's voice to reason about the case. According to visual estimation, he is about seven years old, and he is in the first grade of elementary school." Oda Shinichi said.

"Seven years old?" Qianli frowned slightly. Is this a new type of joke?Frequently appeared at the scene of the murder and witnessed corpses in various forms of death.By looking for the clues left by the murderer, and then get the only truth.A seven-year-old famous detective doesn't even dare to write mystery novels like this.

"you sure?"

"That's right." Oda Shinichi said firmly.At first he couldn't believe it, and even doubted his own eyes.Until Mori Ogai mentioned this matter, Nakahara Chuya, Hirotsu Yanagi and others said that they also noticed the trajectory of the "anesthetic needle" launch.

"What's the boy's name?"

"Edogawa Conan."

Qianli sat quietly for a while, and put on the mask again. "You briefly describe his appearance."

Oda Shinichi: "Black hair."

... exactly the same.

"Blue eyes."

Well, blue and green.

"Wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses."

Very good, same camouflage.

Qianli took the disinfectant wipes on the side and slowly wiped his fingertips, then took out a facial tissue and wiped it a second time.

"Let Takahashi check out which women Edogawa Ranpo had contact with seven years ago. I will give him a week to sort out the list for me as soon as possible."

"Yes."

That night, Chisato resolutely rejected Mori Ogai's invitation to have a drink on the second floor.Putting on his black bathrobe, he was ready to go back to his bedroom and sleep, even if he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Lying on a soft bed, the cool sandalwood lingers in the nostrils.This fragrance comes from the newly replaced shower gel, and he would choose the fragrance-free type during normal missions.

After closing his eyes for less than ten seconds, Qianli took out his sleeping mobile phone from under the pillow.

Recipient: Hazardous Material Collection

[Do you know you got into trouble. ]

When he opened this email, Edogawa Ranpo was enjoying a bedtime cake, and the name displayed in the sender's column made him open his eyes in surprise.The emerald-green pupils shone in the fine light, and the little stars were like icicles hanging from the branches in winter.

Recipient: Heidibei

[Too many, which one do you mean? ]

Hopeless sweet tooth fool.

There is no shame in one's age!

Only the brain is worth 500 yen!

Qianli sharpened his tooth sockets hard, and the intensity of typing made people worry that the screen would be shattered in an instant.

[You killed someone. ]

[ha? !A law-abiding detective never kills! ]

[Idiot, I saw your illegitimate son. ]

[? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ]

[Think about where you were fooling around seven years ago. ]

[You are slandering!I still retain my virginity! ! ! ]

The corner of Qianli's mouth twitched, and he suddenly realized that he had made a fatal mistake.Although the kid also has the mind of a detective and his surname is still Edogawa, the troublesome people he knows have always sneered at the relationship between men and women, and even despised the same-kind mating/mating for the sake of reproduction and the lower body impulse caused by hormones.

[Hehe, you are 26 years old this year, how sad. ]

"Mr. Fukuzawa, I want to hire a killer to kill that bastard Chisato!" Ranpo Edogawa yelled out the door while stuffing the cake in his mouth. "At most 500 yen, he is only worth 500!"

He tried his best to solve the case with the help of Mori Kogoro. Could it be that he was possessed by some kind of supernatural power and turned into a child?Or maybe he is a person with supernatural abilities... Chisato sent an email to Shinichi Oda that the subject of the investigation was changed to Conan Edogawa, and then immediately set his phone to the Do Not Disturb mode. Otherwise, what awaits him is Information bombardment.

The round paper-covered seat lamp standing still in the corner exudes soft light in warm colors, and the bamboo forest outside the house rustles.

Qianli, who was lying back on the bed again, sighed softly, and the next second he lifted the thin blanket on his body suddenly, and the extremely sharp knife was out of its sheath.

The wavy lines traced a streak of knife light in the air, and a small piece of paper cut into the shape of a human fell to the ground in front of the empty window.

Qianli put the knife back into its sheath, and vaguely smelled the stench of rotting corpses.

At the same time, the 'Kankyo' located in the northwest corner of the third floor.

"It was discovered so quickly, how sharp—" the man with long hair said with a smile, his red phoenix eyes narrowed thoughtfully.He looked at the young man sitting across from him, and said again: "He has no spiritual power, but he can kill the puppet I made. He is indeed the one who inherited the blood of that family, what do you think? Natori."

Natori Zhou Yi glanced at him, and said in a bad tone: "Don't forget your purpose of coming here."