\"Little ghost, what the hell are you doing?\" I saw Maori Kogoro lift Conan up with one hand, and then instantly snatched the paper from Conan's hand as evidence.

\"Officer, we found the armor in the cabinet in Kuwata.\" At the same time, two officers walked in from outside the door, and the two of them were carrying a pair of armor wrapped in cloth.

"How is this possible...\" Twilight and Mori said in shock at the same time.

\"How is this possible, I don't know at all.\" Kuwata, who said this, also had a hint of shock.

"Looks like the murderer is indeed him.\" Conan thought as he looked at Kuwata.

\"Are you sure you found it from the cupboard in Kuwata?\" Maori didn't seem to believe the reality of the scene, and stepped forward to ask the two officers.

\"Hey, I'm sure I found it in the cabinet in Kuwata.\" One of the detectives replied looking at Maori.

\"So, Mr. Kuwata, where were you when the murder happened around half-past four?\" Twilight asked as she walked up to Kuwata and confronted him.

"I was alone in the office doing what the curator told me to do.\" Watada replied.

\"Director Ochiai, is that so?\" Twilight looked at Ochiai, who was about to be taken away.

\"yes, I did ask him to do things.\" Ochiai replied as he looked at Twilight.

\"In other words, no one has seen you at all.\" Twilight said as she stepped forward to Wata.

\"Please, please wait, wait a minute.I have no motive to kill the boss, I was wronged.\" Wakuta waved his hand and stepped back.

\"It's useless to hide it, Mr. Kuwata.\" Iijima walked out on the side.

\"You're secretly selling the art here, and the boss is demanding a huge amount of damages from you, isn't it?, and I think if this armor wasn't a replica, you'd probably sell it too.\" Iijima said, looking at Kuwata.

\"Oh, is he telling the truth?\" Twilight listened to what Iijima said, and then looked at Kuwata on the side.

"But this matter has nothing to do with the murder, it wasn't me who killed him, and I won't sell that armor, that armor at all.\" Wakuta said as he stepped back.

\"I can't stand it.\" I saw Conan running to Xiaolan's side at this time and took the navigation map of the art museum.

"Huh?\" and Twilight and the others were attracted by Conan's cry.

"Toilet, toilet.\" Conan said as he ran, then ran in front of Kuwata.

"Uncle, where is the toilet?\" Conan asked Wata, who had a hint of fear.

"Toilet, go out of this room and turn right there are stairs, go down the stairs to the end.\" Watada replied.

\"I don't know if you're just talking with your mouth, uncle, can you help me draw on this?\" Conan handed over the navigation map in his hand.

\"Hmm.\" Kuwata took the navigation map and drew on it with a pen.

\"Toilet, and that pen.?\ that kid...\" and Ochiai, who was standing on the side, seemed to think of something, and looked in the direction of Maori Shira.

I saw Maori Bai looking at him with a smile, stretching out his right index finger to his lips and making a shushing motion.

Because everyone looked at Kuwata at this time, no one noticed Ochiai and Mori Shiraku's small movements.

"It's just after getting out of this room, and... Hey, why can't you write it?\" Wata said to himself.

\"I'm sorry, little brother, I can't write with my pen.\" Kuwata returned the navigation map to Conan.

\"Well, uncle, what do you do when you have this ballpoint pen that you can't write, and you have something to write or draw?\" Conan asked, taking the navigation map.

\"Hehe, I'll change the refill in that case.\" Wakuta replied with a smile.

"Draw, can't write with a ballpoint pen.Wait a minute, if the ballpoint pen used by the boss can't be written, then this is a note with traces.\" Mori on the side heard Conan's words, and seemed to think of something to himself, and looked at the note in his hand.

\"Uh-huh.\" and Conan stood beside Maori and nodded.

"It should have been a blank sheet of paper," Maori replied, and Conan on the side had a beanie-eyed mouth wide open, his glasses almost fell off, and there seemed to be a grain of sweat on his forehead.

"Look for any strange marks on it.\" Conan shook his head and pointed to the paper in Maori's hand.

\"Hmm.\" Maori focused on the paper.

"Is there any trace of scribbling with an ink pen on the top of the word?" Conan said to Maori who was looking at the paper.

\"Oh.\" Maori was surprised.

\"That's the mark of the text that was originally written on it, and I want to cross it out with a ballpoint pen that I can't write.\" Conan said with a smile as he looked at Kuwata.

"This little ghost...\" Ochiai also looked at Conan, as if he understood what Conan said, and at this time, he didn't see him yelling to go to the toilet, so he knew that he was pretending.

\"By the way,This is not the words written by the real boss.\,It's a murderer.\" Mori Kogoro said confidently holding the paper.

\"But Brother Maori, why did Boss Manaka take that note.\" Twilight was also stunned and asked Maori.

\"Hehehe... It's very simple, that's what the murderer said to everyone.He said, "Look at the note on the back with the name of the killer written on it.\" Maori smiled.

But the note that the boss was holding was not the name of the murderer, it said "Ochiai", and the startled boss tried to use the ballpoint pen on the table to erase the name and write the real name of the murderer, but found that he couldn't write it.

"That's why Boss Manaka only wanted to throw the pen away and then rub the paper off with his hands, right?"

"In other words, using a videotape without sound and a pen with no way to write leads us to a different reasoning from the real thing, this is the trap set by the murderer, wahahaha...\" When Maori finished reasoning, he laughed out loud, and seemed to be very satisfied with his reasoning.

And Xiaolan and Conan on the side pretended not to know him.

\"Oh, uncle, your reasoning skills seem to be really poor, these are basically what Conan said.\" And Maori Bai could only laugh and look at the laughing Maori uncle.

\"But the pen I found can be written.\" Twilight took out the pen as evidence and drew it in the manual.

Mori, who heard Twilight's words, suddenly stopped smiling and stared at the manual that Twilight was holding in her hand.

\"The tip of the ballpoint pen was hidden when it was found, do you remember, Officer Twilight? You twisted it out before you wrote it on the paper.\" Conan said as he spoke.

\"Oh, that's true.\" Twilight replied after a moment's thought.

\"If that's what you say... It's strange that someone who is about to be killed would deliberately restore the tip of the pen to its original shape.\" Maori said, holding his chin.

"So was this ballpoint pen replaced by the murderer later?" and I was careless at that time, and I put it down without getting the tip out.\" Twilight said as she twisted the tip of the pen as she twisted it.

\"In this case, the person who has a ballpoint pen that can't write now should be the murderer, that is, Lord Wata.\" Mori looked at Wata.

\"It's not me, it's really not me.\" Wakuta said as he stepped back.

\"Do you still want to quibble?Lord Wata, all the evidence now points to you, whether it is an alibi, you smuggled art, and a ballpoint pen that cannot be written, these can be used as evidence that you killed the boss of Nakajin.\" Mori said as he walked towards Kuwata.

"No, it's not me, it's really not me...\" Wakuta knelt on the ground, holding his head as he spoke.

\"You have to believe me, you have to believe me.\" Watada looked up at Maori.

"Officer, take him down.\" Twilight on the side reacted to Kuwata's reaction as a matter of course as if he was broken.

\"Hi.\" At this time, two police officers came over, one of them took out handcuffs and put them on Wata, and then one on the left and one on the right put Watata out.

\"It's really not me, it's really not me.\" and the depression that was carried out was still screaming.

\"Brother Maori, I'm really sorry for you this time.\" Twilight patted Maori's shoulder and smiled.

"Hahahaha...\" and Uncle Maori laughed.

"This uncle, get carried away again.\" Conan could only look at Maori speechlessly.

\"Alright, now that the matter is settled, then it's time for us to close the team.\ Brother Maori, let's go first.\" Twilight finished speaking to Maori and walked outside.

"Slow down Officer Twilight.\" Maori waved at Twilight.

\"Then Mr. Mori, these employees of mine can also go.\" Ochiai on the side also walked over.

\"Oh, I'm so sorry, Director Ochiai, we were suspicious of you.\" Maori touched his head and said to Ochiai.

\"It's okay, it's good that the matter is settled, hehehe.\" Ochiai replied with a smile.

"Well, we'll have to say goodbye.\" Mori shook Ochiai's hand and said to him.

\"Well, then Mr. Mori walks slowly.\" Ochiai also smiled and shook Mori's hand.

\"Lan, Ghost, and White, we're leaving.\" Maori finished and walked outside.

\"Goodbye old man, it's great to be here to see so many beautiful works of art, this is my gift to you.I hope I can see more and better works of art in the future.\" Mori Hakuro took out the plastic glove with the bloody paper from his hand and handed it to Ochiai as he shook hands.

"Huh?\" Ochiai seemed to sense something when he shook his hand, took the plastic glove and clenched his fist and put it directly in his pocket.

And when I looked at Maori Bai again, I saw that he was turning a corner and running.

After saying goodbye to the employees, Ochiai went to the toilet and took out plastic gloves.

\"This,This is...\" Ochiai looked at the plastic glove in front of him with wide eyes, no, it should be the paper inside.

"That little kid.\" Ochiai took out the paper inside, tore it and shredded it, then threw it down the toilet bowl and flushed it down with the plastic gloves.

\"Thank you, kid, I don't know who you are, but I'll take good care of this museum, even though I'm already a sinner...\" Ochiai thought as he walked outside, his back looking so desolate.

And on the way back Conan and his party.

\"Really, I had the idea of looking at the artwork, but I came across a murder case, which was really disappointing.\" Xiaolan, who was sitting in a taxi, looked out the window and muttered.

"Sister Xiaolan, I'll go to the supermarket and bring some food back, I'll go back to cooking later.\" Maori Bai said as he sat next to Xiaolan.

"Yes?Xiaobai.\" Xiaolan asked in surprise as she looked at Maoribai.

"Hmm.\" Maori Bai nodded affirmatively.

\"Great.\" Xiaolan cheered and hugged Maori Bai.

\"Hmm, hmm, boobs...\" Maori Bai froze.

\"Damn, no, there's something wrong with this murder.The paintings in that room were all removed, and the armor was a replica.Wait, I remember that Kuwata wouldn't have cherished art that much.\" Conan seemed to think of something, and his pupils narrowed in an instant due to his astonishment.

At the same time as Conan was stunned, that is, when Xiaolan cheered and hugged Maori Bai.

"Sister Xiaolan, what is so happy?\" Conan looked at the excited Xiaolan and asked.

\"Xiaobai said that he would cook himself when he went back.\" Xiaolan let go of Maori Bai and said to Conan.

\"What, Xiaobai wants to cook by himself?wahaha, it seems that there is a blessing, driver, please drive faster.\" Maori, who was sitting in the front, laughed when he heard Xiaolan's answer in the back, and urged the driver next to him.

\"Hi.\" The driver answered, and saw that the speed of the car really accelerated a little.

\"Dad, do you mean I don't make it delicious?\" Xiaolan, who was sitting in the back seat, heard Maori's words and asked Maori in a deep voice.

\"Haha, haha, no, no, what you make is delicious, hahaha...\" Maori replied with a dry smile.

\"Hmph.\" Xiaolan snorted with her eyes closed and her hands in her arms.

Conan, who was next to Maori Bai, also smiled, and then fell into deep thought.

\"Damn, he was misled, how did he not alarm Watada in exchange for his pen?\" Conan sighed helplessly.\"He actually put himself in the center, and then pointed everyone's eyes at him, and when he found out the special feature of the pen, he turned all the fingers at Wata, what a terrible guy.\" Conan shook his head with his hands in his arms.

"What's wrong? Conan.\" Maori Bai on the side looked at Conan and shook his head and asked.

"Ah, it's okay.it's just that I'm excited to have a delicious meal when I get back, haha, haha...\" Conan replied with a dry smile.

"Is that so?" said Maori Bai in his heart, but smiled at Conan.

\"Conan, the so-called law is just a right of a group of people in power to enslave the people below, it is not right for the old man to kill people, but those people should be killed, if you know the intrigue in Huaxia in the previous life, you can hurt people and laugh at each other openly, you can kill people and sentence everything to suicide, if you see that, you won't be like this. And those works of art can always be kept in that art museum.If there was such a group of people in Huaxia in the previous life.Maybe Huaxia would be a different way.\" Mao Libai looked ahead, thinking in his heart.

The next day.

Time: noon.

Location: Woods near Rice Flower Street.

Characters: Conan and others who get together.

\"Conan, I heard that there was a murder at the museum you went to yesterday.\" Mitsuhiko asked Conan.

\"Hmm.\" Conan replied as if he had thought of something and was a little depressed.

\"What's wrong?\Conan.\" Motota looked at Conan, who was depressed.

\"It's okay, haha.\" Conan snorted haha.

\"Goo...\" At this time, there was a loud sound.

\"Oh, by the way, today I'm going to treat everyone to eel rice.\" Motota touched his stomach, then thought of something, patted his chest and said.

\"Oh, is it?Motota.\" Mitsuhiko looked at Motota with suspicion.

\"Don't look at me like that, let's go, let's go eat eel rice.\" After Motota finished speaking, he pulled Mitsuhiko and walked in the direction of the restaurant.

\"Hehe, let's go too, Conan, Ayumi.\" Maori Bai looked at Motota and Mitsuhiko in front of him and smiled, said to Ayumi and Conan beside him, and also trotted up.

\"Hi.\" Conan and Ayumi replied, also catching up with Motota and Mitsuhiko.

As for the reason why Yuan Tai invited everyone to dinner, hehe, guess what? I think everyone should be able to guess it, hint: rumors.