After I confessed to 5t5

In the growth trajectory of truth from childhood to adulthood, it is almost surrounded by the three words "sense of justice".

It was the first time that he was accused of being a murderer like this.

The area prepared for the hero was already very conspicuous, and in addition to the judgment made by a famous detective, all eyes in the store fell on her for a while.

Facing these gazes, Truth stood up from his seat.

Anyone who frequents this store will know what the area where the girl sits represents. Although they don't know the name of the girl's hero, it may be just a newcomer hero who is not well-known, but being a hero itself means being in the The level of strength is higher than that of ordinary people.

Seeing her standing up, everyone present held their breath, for fear that if something happened, they would be the first to be targeted and made an example of others.

In the end, the girl just stood up and faced the direction of the famous detective. She asked peacefully, neither in her tone nor in her expression, "Is there any reason for saying that?"

The other party is a famous detective who will be recognized by passers-by when he meets him. From the reactions of other people in the store, it can be seen that this man is really very famous.

When he clearly knew that he was not the murderer, Truth would inevitably wonder if the other party had any special intentions in doing so, such as trying to observe the real murderer's reaction by identifying the wrong murderer?

Mao Lilan, who was standing next to Mori Kogoro, couldn't help being a little strange when she saw that the only girl identified as the murderer was a girl of the same age as herself.

After all, the investigation has not yet started at the scene, and the victim has just been killed. Shouldn't the most suspicious person be someone who knew the victim at the same table?

"Dad, isn't it too arbitrary to be so sure?"

Mori Kogoro stretched out his index finger and waved it: "Xiao Lan, this is solid evidence!"

"What do you see on her waist?"

Mao Lilan followed his words and looked over. Under the strange girl's wide feathers, there was a gorgeous Japanese sword tied around her waist: "Is it a sword? But then..."

Before she finished speaking, Kogoro Mori began to analyze: "Bringing dangerous weapons is deliberately trying to keep people away, but in fact, you have seen that there are no customers around her in the full shop, and everyone is scared. When we arrive, we will naturally dare not approach."

"But! That Japanese sword is actually just a disguise! In fact, there is no blade when it is pulled out, and what is hidden in the scabbard is the decisive evidence that poisoned the victim to death!"

The truth was stunned for a moment.

She looked at the sword on her waist, and then at Kogoro Mori who was confident in her reasoning.

"Otherwise who would bring dangerous weapons to a dessert shop full of young girls?"

Is this reasoning serious?

A little boy raised his head and pulled Mori Kogoro's pants, and pointed innocently at the wall of the store and asked, "Uncle, why are there so many pictures of different people on the wall in this store?"

"Ah, that." Mao Lilan bent down patiently and explained to him, "Because this store is operated as a shop that professional heroes like to patronize as a sign. Does Conan have any favorite heroes?"

"Yes! The heroes are so powerful!" Edogawa Conan admitted excitedly, and then looked towards the direction of truth curiously, "The heroes in the photo were all taken at the seat over there. Could it be that the eldest sister is also a hero?"

"Hey, brat, don't disturb the case investigation!" Mori Kogoro was often interrupted in the middle of his reasoning, and he picked up Edogawa Conan, "Go and play!"

Truth found that even when it was brought up, the little boy was still looking at her persistently, so she nodded to confirm his previous question.

Then I heard this little boy with an unusually lively tone and a naive look who likes to act like a spoiled child asked: "Is the big sister carrying a real knife? It's amazing! Can you let me see it?"

Truth looked at him inexplicably for a while, until the boy broke out in a cold sweat inexplicably guilty, and then she pulled out the sword she was carrying.

There was no doubt that it was a real sword, with a blade and nothing hidden in the scabbard.

"It's a real knife." Truth justified her partner.

"Eh?" Mori Kogoro was shocked, "Then, why do you carry a knife with you!?"

"Dad! Of course it's because that lady is a hero!? This is a restaurant that sells heroes, and there is also a dining area exclusively for professional heroes. It's not that other people are afraid and avoid it!"

"So that's the case, I'm so sorry hahahaha!" The detective who realized that he had made a mistake rubbed the back of his head and smiled awkwardly. "Then the murderer is most likely someone the victim knew!"

Edogawa Conan has a black line about this skillful operation of instantly fooling wrong reasoning into the past and pretending nothing happened.

But it sounds amazing to be a hero at such a young age.

When he looked over again, he found that the strange girl had already walked down from her original position.

Truth walked to the table where the accident happened. From her perspective, she could see that the people at the original table had stood up and evacuated to the side. At this time, only the victim was lying there in the seat of four.

"I'm sorry, my father was so rude just now." Mao Lilan walked to her side and apologized to her.

Truth didn't particularly care, after all, those were reasonings that could be easily overturned, and she didn't take it to heart at all: "It doesn't matter."

While they were talking, Truth found out that the little boy who had accosted her before had slipped through the crowd and got under the table, not knowing what he was looking for.

"Is that child your brother?" Truth asked curiously.

Mao Lilan followed her gaze, and happened to see Edogawa Conan who rolled up the victim's trousers under the victim's table: "That is the child who lives in our house, and that child likes to play detective games."

As she said that, she went to pull out Edogawa Conan who was fumbling around at the scene.

"Conan! You're making trouble again!"

"Sister Xiaolan——!"

Just as Edogawa Conan was struggling to hide something wrapped in a handkerchief in his pocket, the police finally arrived.

Witnessing the murder made the customers in the store panic.

Truth, who is not an expert in solving crimes, was invited by Mao Lilan, and sat at the place where they had eaten, watching the progress of solving the case, while paying attention to the little boy named Conan.

It’s okay that no one finds the introductory speech strange at the beginning, but it’s too hard-core for a 7-year-old kid to get under the table and touch the corpse, no matter how much he likes detective games?

Sure enough, as soon as the child was not noticed, he ran away again.

The counters, toilets and every dining table in the store have not been spared.

"Is Mr. Mao Li a famous detective?" Truth asked Mao Lilan.

Hearing her question, Mao Lilan would naturally introduce her proudly in the past, but she felt a little embarrassed when her father had just identified the wrong prisoner and slandered him not long ago.

But she still put her father's business card on the table and pushed it over: "Dad opened his own office. If Miss Zhen needs anything, you can contact us. I'm really sorry about the previous incident. If there is a case, I will definitely Let dad give you a discount!"

Truth took the business card, and as soon as he saw the words on it, a familiar brisk voice came from his ear.

"Eh~ Mori Detective Agency? It's very famous!"

Truth turned her head and met a white head.

Gojo Satoru, who didn't know when he arrived, leaned over behind her and looked closely at the business card. When he saw the truth, he turned his face and winked at her playfully with his eyes behind the dark sunglasses: "Yo!"

"Why are you walking without sound?" Truth was frightened. Even though the entire store was noisy because the customers couldn't leave, she should still be able to tell if someone was approaching near her.

But she didn't notice anything just now, as if it appeared out of thin air.

"Is it a surprise, was it frightened?"

Gojo Satoru skillfully opened the empty seat at their table and sat down. He picked up the menu and greeted the clerk happily: "Excuse me, order here~"

Now even Mao Lilan was frightened by him, with the police nearby investigating the murder case, does this person still have the mood to eat?

And that was killing by poison, maybe it is possible for the poison to be placed in the back kitchen!

"Is this Miss Truth's boyfriend?" Mao Lilan showed concern, "There has been a poisoning case. Wouldn't it be better not to eat the food here before the case is investigated?"

"Eh? Not a boyfriend."

As soon as the truth was finished, the store manager who was in charge of ordering food under such special circumstances immediately corrected him seriously: "There is absolutely no problem with the desserts in our store. No one can easily enter and leave the back kitchen! In order to entertain professional heroes, All our clerks are carefully selected!"

Gojo Satoru also took the menu and said relaxedly: "He said so~ What does Truth want to eat?"

"Then a bruschetta."

Mao Lilan: ...

Why do these two people have no sense of crisis at all?

Feeling powerless in her heart, Mao Lilan recalled the previous explanation of the truth. She belatedly realized that she had misunderstood the relationship between the two, and was about to apologize when she saw the handsome boy with white hair and sunglasses reaching out his hand He took the girl's shoulders.

He pulled the girl's body closer to him, whispering something in his ear.

It looked so intimate.

"Look over there."

Deliberately lowering the volume of the voice made Truth feel numb at the tips of her ears. She looked in the direction indicated by Gojo Satoru, and saw the little boy named Edogawa Conan squatting on the back of the sofa, holding his hand. The red bow tie does the talking.

At the same time, Mori Kogoro, who seemed to be asleep with his head down on the chair at some point, was analyzing the case.

Gojo Satoru laughed beside her: "Pfft, Shuanghuang."