Oda is always misunderstood

Most of the people left with Mori Kogoro, and there were only a few people left in the restaurant.

Meixiang glanced at Simon and the others calmly, stood up and signaled the waiter to come out with her eyes.

The waiter nervously followed behind Meixiang, and closed the restaurant door.

Mei Xiang stood outside the door, deliberately only raising the volume a little, so that the sound could be heard in the restaurant without being too deliberate.

"We have to stay in the villa for a few more days, so there must be no more accidents. We have to check the inside and outside of the villa to make sure there are no accidents," Mei Xiang said.

The waiter thought deeply: "Okay boss, I'll go right away."

Mei Xiang: "Well, I'm with you."

After finishing speaking, Meixiang lowered her head and pretended to take something from her small bag, waved to the waiter, and said softly: "You go first, I will come later."

The waiter nodded without doubt.

The sound of "da da da" footsteps gradually faded away, and Mei Xiang took out a mirror and lipstick, pretending to apply makeup in front of the mirror.

With a slight movement of her fingers, she pressed the bottom of the lipstick tube twice.

The gold edge of the clarinet lipstick seemed to be faintly lit up for a moment.

Meixiang shifted her hand, aiming the lipstick at the gap in the door.

The people who were still sitting in the restaurant didn't notice it, and the more excited voice came out of the restaurant through the crack of the door, and was captured by the special recording lipstick.

"Ergaki, how are you thinking?" Simon asked.

Er Yuanyoujiang was full of impatience: "I said, I will not join the organization."

Simon decided to show his trump card: "Are you really not interested in my research at all? I talked to you about this idea in school before."

Er Yuan was taken aback: "You mean 'recovery'? You haven't given up on such an anti-human thing."

Simon said angrily: "How did you talk to senior! Not only did I not give up, I was almost successful, and I brought all the materials. If you take a look, you will definitely change your mind."

Ergaki looked at Yuki Terashima who remained silent all the time, knowing that it was impossible to leave the restaurant if he didn't agree.

"...I don't seem to have the right to choose either." Eryuan sighed deeply, regretting that he had chosen the hot spring villa on a whim.

"Where are the materials, do you want to read them now?" Eryuan asked.

Terashima Yuki stared at the deepening shadow under the door frame of the restaurant, took a deep breath, and said coldly: "I'm here. I'm in my room after dinner, and the files can only be opened on my computer."

Terashima Yuki looked straight into Ergaki's eyes, and said loudly: "I advise you not to act impulsively, and come back when you have made up your mind."

It seems to be talking to Eryuan, and it seems to be talking to someone through the air.

"That's all for today's talk," Terashima said wearily, "They should be back too."

He sat and dragged the chair back, making a loud "stab".

The shadow at the door moved.

By the time Terashima hesitantly opened the half-hidden door, there was already no one outside the door.

Terashima Yuki's expression was very calm, and there was no surprise at all.

After all, it was Mr. Tissano, and it was the result of his eavesdropping and discovering that he released the entire Tokyo Bay.

What more bike do you want?

He thought of Gin smoking carelessly, ordering him to kill Tissano in the most ruthless tone.

Terashima Yuki's eyes were extremely cold.

He was just a scientific researcher with a fragile body, and he couldn't even shoot a gun before entering the organization.Where did he get the ability to kill Tissano!

What the hell is Gin thinking, is he crazy?

Mr. Tissano, who was missed by Terajima, was looking for clues upstairs at this time.

He didn't set foot in the restaurant at all, and he didn't hear the "warning" that Terajima deliberately gave.

Kogoro has already asked another round of statements.

Mao Lilan gave important information: Nakajo himself had wandered outside the door of the dead with a gloomy face.

The passing waitress also said: "When I delivered the yukata to Mr. Imamura's room, I happened to see Mr. Nakajo come out of the deceased's room with a panicked expression."

All clues seem to point to Zhongtiao.

Kogoro suddenly realized, pointed at Mr. Nakajo, and said firmly: "The real culprit is Mr. Nakajo!"

Zhongjo was furious: "What nonsense are you talking about? Why should I kill him!"

Kogoro plausibly said: "You were humiliated by the deceased in the restaurant and threatened by him. You were very angry. In a fit of anger, you killed him, right?"

"I'm really angry, but I won't kill people because of it." Nakajo said, "You say I killed people, where is the evidence?"

Mori Kogoro began his reasoning: "The ashtray is full of cigarette butts, and the deceased's cigarette case has never been opened. When you came to the deceased's room, you handed him the cigarette and smoked it with him, right?"

"...That's right," Zhongtiao's expression turned ugly, "He threatened to cut off my money if I didn't apologize, so I can only go to him in private."

"Then you had a conflict in the room, and you killed Mr. Nishitani." Kogoro concluded.

Zhongtiao: "That's not true! As for the murder weapon, I don't have a murder weapon."

Kogoro snorted coldly: "You are unwilling to hand over your personal belongings for my inspection, the murder weapon must still be hidden on you."

Kogoro thinks Nakajo is the murderer, but Conan doesn't think so.

His intuition made him notice that the confessions of several people were different, but he couldn't tell them apart for a while.

There must be holes in the case, and someone lied.

Time passed and the case reached an impasse.In desperation, everyone finally agreed to hand over their personal belongings.

The focus is on the three suspects.

Oda Sakunosuke handed over his luggage bag, Mori Kogoro looked through it carefully, and found nothing unusual.

Conan frowned.

—He still has a black oxford duffle bag?

The thought flashed through his mind.

Kogoro opened a box belonging to Mr. Imamura and asked, "What is this?"

Imamura said with a smile: "I am an oil painter, this is my painting tool."

Nakajo pointed at the box and shouted, "You have a knife!"

Everyone was surprised.

Imamura took out the utility knife in the box, pushed the knife out of the scabbard, and held it in his hand to show everyone: "This is just a utility knife, it can't kill people. And it's brand new, never used."

There are no scratches on the blade.

The case has once again stalled.

Mei Xiang suggested: "Let's have dinner first."

Everyone also felt hungry, and sat down in the restaurant one after another.

Conan's placement is unusually clever.

On his right is Mori Ran, on his left is Mr. Imamura, and on the opposite side are the three men who threatened him on the balcony.

Conan was suddenly on pins and needles.

He raised his head quietly, and happened to meet Oda Sakunosuke's eyes.

Odasaku nodded slightly with no expression on his face.

Mao Lilan's surprised and worried voice came from across the dining table: "Conan, why are you shaking again? This is the second time today. Did you catch a cold?"

Jing Guang whispered: "What are you scaring him for?"

Odasaku felt more baffled than Jingguang: "...I was just saying hello to him."

Jing Guang: "..."

Well, it is indeed something Oda can do.

Conan buried his head in cooking, but accidentally caught a glimpse of a stain on Mr. Imamura's sleeve.

Isn't Imamura a clean freak? Why is he still resisting to wear a coat that is stained with stains today?

Curious, Conan stared at Imamura for a few more seconds, and happened to see a diagonal imprint on the inside of the upper part of the man's index finger that seemed to have been formed over the years.

Because the murder case has not yet been solved, the atmosphere at the dinner table is somewhat dignified.

Conan pondered for a long time, his eyes lit up.

When the meal was over, he took advantage of the fact that everyone was not paying attention, and shot Mao Li Kogoro in the dark.

As soon as Kogoro stood up, he was hit.After shaking twice, he slumped on the table.

Oda Sakunosuke, who was sitting across from him, watched as Conan shot his penis, and then got under the table.

Odasaku: ...?

Oda Sakunosuke had a serious expression on his face: "Why did Kudo Shinichi beat Mori Kogoro with a gun?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang just happened to lower his head and didn't see this scene.

Hearing Odasaku's words, he raised his head blankly: "Huh?"

Conan crouched at Kogoro Mori's feet, covering himself with a tablecloth.He picked up the bowknot voice changer, and said in Kogoro's voice, "Please stop."

Everyone was shocked: "'Sleeping Kogoro' is about to start his reasoning!"

Conan: "Yes, because I already know who the criminal is. The murderer is you, Mr. Imamura!"

The scene was in an uproar and fell into a little chaos.

Oda Sakunosuke showed a sudden look: "I see."

Jing Guang was at a loss: "What?"

Odasaku whispered: "It's Kudo who is reasoning now... No, it's Conan. He stunned Mori Kogoro with an anesthetic needle."

"He's so smart," said Oda Saku with emotion, "This way he can avoid his identity being discovered and solve the case."

Only then did Jing Guang realize that the "sleeping Kogoro" had always been someone else.

"That's not the point." Jing Guang was shocked: "Mori Kogoro reads the newspaper on average once a day, so doesn't he have to receive an anesthetic shot every day?"

Is he really in good health?

"Yes." Oda Sakunosuke nodded, with praise in his words: "Mr. Mori's physical fitness is really good."

Do not……

Your focus is still skewed.

Zhu Fu Jingguang had no choice but to help his forehead.