I play color 6 in rice flower town

...Could it be fake?

I have to say that women's intuition is often terrifyingly accurate. At this time, Police Officer Shiratori, um, or Miss Phantom Thief disguised as Police Officer Shiratori, is in a state of panic that seems to be as stable as an old dog.

She was very thankful that Kudo Souji didn't spend much time studying the art of cross-dressing.

Considering that the latter's mother was once one of her father's two disciples, although she did not learn the miraculous voice-changing technique, she was said to be the same as her father's other apprentice-Sharon Wynyard in disguise. is comparable.

After all, even in the clever disguise technique, there will be flaws, and these flaws are usually irreparable by strength, just like no matter how realistic and exquisite a human skin mask is, it will not have physiological performance such as sweating, bleeding, and oil.

This kind of hard flaw, if you let a mentally handicapped person do it, he must have no way to cover it up. If you change it to a master to do it, it’s the same thing. The difference between the upper and lower limits is extremely small. The above situations occurred.

And the most embarrassing thing is that, considering that everyone's body shape is different, it is very important for the disguiser to maintain his slender body shape.

If you are thin, you can still stuff things into it, and if you are fat, can you still cut two catties of meat from yourself?

Therefore, in order to disguise herself as Police Officer Shiratori, the slender Ms. Phantom Thief had to put a lot of padding under the thick suit in the days when the temperature was as high as 26 degrees in late spring and early summer, and used bandages to make it smooth and not reveal any flaws. Tightly bind the two lumps of soft fat that are in the way on my chest, so as to save them from swaying all the time.

To put it simply, she is stuffy, hot and her chest is tight.

shit.

There is no way, since it is the notice letter sent by herself, even if the process experience is about the same as the butterfly in the dung pond, she still has to shout Ollie to keep her poker face, and continue to follow these people by playing the role of the white bird police officer Walking around all the way behind him to accompany him to the end.

Ah... I feel like I'm so stupid in this wave. If I had known it, I would have changed my identity and pretended to be a staff member who sells TV stations all day long. At least I can tidy up a little and go out without makeup, so that I won't be so sticky on such a hot day. It's so greasy, it's deadly.

Just when the sad Miss Phantom Thief felt uncomfortable and had nothing to love, the butler once again responded to Conan's request and led them to the door of a strange room on the first floor, and opened the door to signal everyone to enter.

"Please come in, this is Master Kiichi's office, which displays many photos of Master Kiichi, as well as photographs from his youth." Sawabe Kuranosuke introduced in detail.

President Kudo stepped into the room and looked around, only to find that the decoration style of the room has changed a lot from the previous lady's room and the emperor's room.

If the previous rooms were furnished and decorated according to the German royal style at that time, then this office is relatively more simple and closer to the modern European style.

The area of ​​the office is not too big. In a space of [-] square meters, a circle of bookshelves are displayed against the wall. The position of the desk is facing the door, and there is a sofa in front of it, presumably for meeting guests.

Leaning over and patted Conan's shoulder, Kudo said in a low voice, "My intuition tells me that the secret of another memory egg should be hidden in this office."

Hehe... Intuition...

Conan laughed dryly in his heart, and put on dead fish eyes: "If intuition can be useful, why do you need reasoning?"

"Of course it's not a pure intuition," Chief Kudo interrupted him with a wave of his hand. "That's what you think. You just asked the butler whether the castle has a basement, but he said no. What do you think it means?"

"It means that the castle really has no basement..."

"Can you stop being so lazy, start your little brain a little bit, okay?"

Souji Kudo looked at him with caring eyes for the mentally retarded.

"Do you think that a person who likes to design mechanisms will buy a hill and build a castle in this kind of place, and he will do nothing to the hill below the castle?"

"The problem is that others have already said that there is no..."

"Are you stupid? Sawabe Kuranosuke is a housekeeper, he knows a hammer's basement?"

"What do you mean?" Conan was taken aback.

Souji Kudo looked around and confirmed that no one was paying attention to them, then lowered his voice.

"Maybe it's a bit too much for me to say that. Let me say this for now. You just think so. Miss Xia Mei's grandmother has passed away. The old housekeeper is still alive and well and can do things. What do you think this shows? ?”

"Explain..." Conan thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Mr. Sawabe is much younger than Miss Natsumi's grandmother!"

"Yeah."

"Let me sort it out for you. We know that Mr. Kiichi was 45 years old when he died, so let's be conservative and assume that Mr. Kiichi was 20 years old when he got married and had a daughter, and Mr. Sawabe and Ms. Natsumi's grandmother are ten years apart."

"Then that means Miss Natsumi's grandmother was only 25 years old when Mr. Kiichi passed away, and correspondingly Mr. Sawabe was 15 years old."

"You just think about what you were doing when you were 15? Being a housekeeper? Did you think it was possible? Huh?"

Souji Kudo winked at him.

"In other words, Mr. Kiichi probably never met Sawabe Kuranosuke until he died, just like your classmates in elementary school now, how would they know how many big horses our father had when he was young?"

Conan was almost pissed off by his magic metaphor.

"……roll!"

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PS: Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh! ! ! ! ! !

Gao Leng Yujie gin and stupid loli vodka, think about Beijie and gin martini again, sorry, we are out.

Chapter 41, Chapter 39, Reasoning About the Egg of Memories

After he calmed down a bit, Conan continued to ask: "So how are you sure that Mr. Kiichi will build the basement in his office?"

They have visited almost all the rooms on the second floor of the castle. From the perspective of layout design, it is still difficult to design a dark room with a relatively large space between the compact rooms on the second floor. of.

At most, it is similar to the small safe that cheated Ganjiang Yi before, and it is already the limit to be embedded in the wall.

But the area on the first floor is not small, even larger than the second floor. If it wasn't too crowded and inconvenient, Conan would even want to sneak out by himself to look for clues.

But someone insisted that the entrance to the basement was in the studio, which made him extremely puzzled.

"About this is actually a very simple psychological speculation~" Souji Kudo grinned, "If you were Kiichi Kasaka, where do you think you would design the entrance to the basement?"

"Uh... bedroom?"

"Slacker."

"What does this have to do with slackers..."

Conan reveals his signature half-moon eyes.

The agent clicked his tongue slightly: "Stay in the bedroom all day, even though you know that you are not sleeping, what will others think of you? You stay in the bedroom all day and don't come out, isn't this a slacker?"

"Ah...then what do you mean!"

Conan opened his eyes wide and seemed to have some understanding.

Souji Kudo's thinking is in a state of escape all the year round, and the angle of thinking about problems is often strange, so most people feel very tired when chatting with him.

Maybe one second he was discussing the modus operandi with others, and the next second he knew who the murderer was.

The way of chatting with a large span makes him only able to chat with certain people.

Conan, or rather his brother Kudo Shinichi is one of them.

The short word "slacker" actually contains quite a lot of information. If you understand it, you can understand it instantly, but if you don't understand it, you will only think that this person is talking about it.

First of all, it is actually a huge project to expand an underground space under the castle. If the entire project has to be completed by one person, the construction period will inevitably become very long.

Secondly, even the housekeeper Sawabe Kuranosuke has never heard of the existence of a basement, which shows that the basement was built in a state of concealment.

Then the problem comes, if a person stays in the living room for a long time, then he will inevitably receive attention from other people, be it kind or malicious, in fact, it is the same whether it is the bedroom, the kitchen or the living room of.

And the only room that can stay in it for a long time is not surprising. Obviously, there is only this room in the entire castle, and it is Mr. Kiichi Kasaka's own office.

As long as he stays in his own office, Kasaka Kiichi won't be surprised if he spends a whole day in it, let alone a few hours.

Of course, Souji Kudo's bold inferences are all based on the assumption that "there is a basement hidden under the castle", which is the same as when he believed that Pusi Qinglan was the murderer on the cruise ship.

"How about it, do you understand what I'm saying?" President Kudo asked after a pause.

"It's possible, but the problem is that even if you say that..." Conan looked at Mouri and the others who had fallen into a half-abandoned state because they hadn't gained anything for a long time.

"...They still haven't found anything."

"That's why they don't know how to use profiling."

"Can you still write?"

When President Kudo heard the words, he sneered and said, "What do you think I have inferred about the eggs of memories so far that I have not inferred from profiling?"

"I think that should be just a simple reasoning..."

"Simple? Then why didn't I see you deduce it?" Souji Kudo squinted at Conan.

"that is because……"

"Because it's a hammer, if I say yes, then yes, no sophistry."

"Well, if you say yes, that's fine. You can continue."

Conan rolled his eyes and was too lazy to argue with him about these useless things.

"The next step is actually a psychological analysis." Souji Kudo thought for a while while pinching his chin, "Let me use an analogy..."

"Stop!" Conan reached out to stop him in time, "You can just say it directly, it doesn't matter if you don't know how to use metaphors, you don't need to force yourself."

He knew that when this guy said something like this, it would usually be followed by a series of nonsense that would make his mouth vomit blood.

"That won't work, I have to say it." Kudo Souji ignored him directly.

"Let me make an analogy. For example, you are thirsty and embarrassed to talk to Xiaolan, so you have to pay for a flying X cup yourself, but you don't want your parents to find out, because once you are found out, you will immediately Social death, where would you hide your cup?"

Conan covered his face in despair: "I really didn't buy that kind of thing, and I wouldn't buy it either..."

"I know, I know!" Souji Kudo waved his hand vigorously, "I'm just making an example, don't be so serious, anyway, answer my question quickly, where will you hide it?"

"Uh……"

Conan thought carefully for a while, then asked tentatively.

"In the drawer?"

"why?"

"Because it is easy to be found by my mother when she is tidying up the clothes when it is placed in the closet, and it is dangerous when it is placed under the bed. It may be swept out by a broom, so it should be best to put it in a drawer. choice."

"Because mom won't mess around with your drawers, and the drawers can be locked, right." Souji Kudo completed the last two sentences for him.

"……Is such that."

Although I really want to know why this guy is so proficient in this area, but at this time Conan still feels that it is better for him to keep silent for the time being, otherwise the ghost knows what he will be persecuted by this guy.

"That's all right!" Kudo Souji slapped his thigh heavily, grabbed the clothes on Conan's shoulders, and said to Mouri and the others who were sighing.

"Look, Uncle Maori and the others have searched everywhere since they entered the room, from the bookcase to the desk to the photos hanging on the wall. They just made a hole in the ceiling to get it out. Do you think they are still missing something? Search?"

"You mean...the floor?" Conan thought for a while, then was stunned on the spot.

Indeed, Souji Kudo's speculation is not unreasonable. If Kiichi Kasaka just wanted to deceive people, it would be a stupid choice to set up the mechanism in the places between the bookcases. The servants may be caught by close observation when cleaning. noticed.

But if it is the floor, it will not, because when people mop the floor, their eyes always follow the mop. As long as the mechanism is not too obvious, few people will notice it. Even if they see it, they will probably just think it It is caused by the natural wear and tear of the floor over time.

"Look at it~"

Following Conan's shocked gaze, Souji Kudo raised his arch and tapped a small groove on the floor near the bookcase with his toe.

"I think this is probably where the agency is."

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PS: →)╥﹏╥) Today is still a day of testing the waters and pushing the application without any action. It’s not that I update less, but I dare not update more. According to this rhythm, I will break [-] words in a few days. If I A little more, and the number of words will be listed directly...

Chapter 42 Chapter 40 Puzzles

A small groove with a length of three and a width of one falls on the base of the wall less than five centimeters in front of Kudo Souji’s toes. At first glance, it is thought that the floor was not completely arranged neatly when laying the floor. No wonder Mao Li and others went shopping No abnormalities were found in the entire office.

He leaned over and gently tapped the groove with his fingertips, and effortlessly lifted a whole piece of wooden floor from the groove, revealing the true face underneath.

——It was a combination lock in the style of a numeric keypad, with Russian letters engraved on each button.

"No way?"

Conan had disbelief written all over his face.

If you guess with the thinking of ordinary people, generally speaking, the mechanisms designed by the master must have deep intentions.

For example, use a riddle to guide the later explorers to the globe on the desk, and then use some hints to tell them how to open the mechanism.

But who would have thought that Mr. Xiyi would hide the mechanism in such an inconspicuous place?