Time passed slowly and hard, for anyone in a restaurant.

The guests who were forced to stay by the police had a somewhat unhappy look on their faces under the difficult atmosphere, especially the secretary, whose mood was obviously bad.

In fact, the police themselves are also helpless, but this case has progressed to the current embarrassing situation, and they don't know what to do.

Twilight sat at the edge of the dining table, his face calm, but his fingers kept intertwining and fiddling, and he looked up at Lan Chuan sitting opposite him from time to time, secretly crying bitterly in his heart.

"Brother Maori, have you finished pondering, hurry, if you don't get your sleeping Kogoro and their police reputation to be ruined......" In Twilight's opinion, the only person who can solve the current situation is Mori Kogoro, and as for Kurosawa Gin, Twilight selectively ignores this guy who seems to be shielding the murderer again.

Twilight's prayer finally worked.

Conan ran in from outside, his voice tinged with an inconvenient sparrow: "Uncle Maori told you to go to that room again, he already knows the truth!"

Twilight stood up and her eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Why, the detective has found evidence that Lan Chuan's injury was injured after the case?" Kurosawa Silver put his right leg on his left leg and looked at it with a smile.

"......" Conan's eyelids jumped, and he secretly scolded Kurosawa Silver for being a trickster again.

"You'll find out when you go. Conan feigned a sweet smile, "Uncle Maori's words count. ”

Kurosawa took a sip of the coffee on the table.

There's nothing more to go about, at a time when you ignore his closest hints to the truth.

……

The group arrived at the dormitory.

"Brother Maori, don't sell it, hurry up!"

Conan slipped behind the chair again while everyone was not paying attention, half-knelt on the ground, the bow was close to his mouth, he first clenched his fists, and said softly, with an unwilling voice: "First of all, I must admit that I was half right in my reasoning, and I still have a long way to go in terms of detectives." ”

"The sleeping Kogoro fell from the altar, in fact, it is more humane. Kurosawa Silver pointed his phone at Maori and smiled without fear.

Conan's forehead flared up and bounced a few times, and it was undeniable that Kurosawa Gin's current cynicism simply made him unhappy.

Twilight glanced at Kurosawa Silver and didn't say anything, but her eyes flashed, and she turned her head to urge, "Hurry up"

"The threatening letter was indeed sent by Lan Chuan, which is true, but in fact, his letter revealed the true identity of the masked messenger in advance. ”

"Just as Kurosawa can identify the true identity of the Kamen Messenger through those two newspapers, there is a person who also has the opportunity to suspect him through Lan Chuan's itinerary, and even ...... I've been following him and spying on him, so I know about him. ”

"Inaba and Dai-sama, am I right?" Conan called out the secretary's name.

The pupils of the people present shrank, and the conditioned reflex looked at the secretary, and the home run king closest to the secretary stepped back: "Sure enough, it's still you......"

The secretary stood in place, obviously overwhelmed by Maori's accusations, and when she came back to her senses, she didn't care about the home run king, and her face turned purple with anger and rushed to Maori: "What did you say-" She was still stopped by Takagi this time, but she struggled violently, and glared at Maori with a pair of eyes resentfully: "You wronged me!"

"Twenty years ago, the car accident caused by Lan Chuan's mother was actually caused by Ms. Su Fang, but in order to escape the crime, Ms. Su Fang blamed Lan Chuan's mother for the crime and let him hang himself, except for Su Fang, you should be the only person who knows. ”

Conan's face did not change his face and smashed out the cruel truth, and everyone in the dormitory was stunned for a moment, they looked at Maori in disbelief, and suddenly shifted their gaze to the secretary, the secretary's eyes flashed a trace of panic, she raised her chin and said hard: "Don't frame me! What evidence do you have!"

This letter left by Mr. Lan Chuan's mother is the best evidence. ”

Maori's voice stopped, Conan trotted out, carefully handed the letter to Twilight in front of him, whose shocked expression had not disappeared, and then looked sideways at Lan Chuan, who was stunned: "I'm sorry Brother Lan Chuan, I didn't enter your room on purpose, at first I just wanted to play hide and seek with Sister Xiaolan to make her happy, don't be sad for my uncle's reasoning mistake and Brother Lan Chuan's being treated as a murderer, but I just found a place to hide and saw this letter......"

The greatest use of a child is that he can lie without changing his face, and even if he lies, no matter how fantastical it is, some people will believe it - because he is only a first-grade schoolboy!

Xiaolan behind her covered her mouth and looked moved.

Lan Chuan looked at him in a daze, and then reacted, his face first crossed unbearably, and then the expression covered was anger, of course, that kind of anger was more like anger at being exposed to a certain secret in the eyes of others: "Little ghost! Who allowed you to enter my room! I hate it when others touch my things!"

He looked like he was going to beat someone, but he just turned around angrily and tried to snatch the letter back, but with so many policemen here, it was naturally impossible for him to succeed.

Twilight quickly read the entire letter, his face was dark, he glanced at his secretary, then at Lan Chuan, and closed the letter: "Twenty years ago, the car accident happened on October 31, and Mr. Lan Chuan's mother spent the night with him on his sixth birthday. ”

Mr. Photographer covered his mouth in disbelief: "Then the person who killed my wife is Su Fang......"

"Even if that's the truth, I don't know!" the secretary screamed, his voice already tinged with hysteria, "You're looking for a motive for Lanchuan Fuyuya, not for me!"

"You know all this, because Su Fang asked you to help watch Lan Chuan, in case Lan Chuan found out her true colors, but you had a conflict with her recently, because of the uneven distribution of spoils. Conan ran out again to give Twilight a copy of the materials and hid back, "Ms. Su Fang has raised funds from charity performances in recent years...... I'm afraid it's all in her own pocket, and you also share the soup, so you are accomplices, only accomplices. ”

"Brother Maori, can you put it simply, I don't understand what you mean......" Twilight scratched her hair.

Conan closed his eyes.

"Twenty years ago, Su Fang killed Lan Chuan's mother and blamed her, Su Fang has been earning money through charity for twenty years, Inaba (secretary) is her accomplice, and she also obtains money through this bad channel, but recently the two are afraid that there will be conflicts due to the uneven distribution of spoils, and even because of the public opinion of some media, Su Fang wants to put the charge of hypocrisy on Inaba. ”

Conan ran out and handed out a copy of the information he had found in the secretary's trash can: "This is the material for the charity performance, part of it is in Ms. Su Fang's bedroom, and part of it is in Miss Inaba's room, and it has been torn to shreds...... This is evidence of their dispute. Ms. Su Fang has not slept well recently, probably because of the contradiction between the two. ”

"I didn't ......," the secretary was dying, but she didn't believe what she said.

Inaba was annoyed and angry, and put back the letter from Lan Chuan's mother that he had hidden twenty years ago, deliberately letting Lan Chuan find out, and revealing Su Fang's true face, so that Lan Chuan had murderous intent towards Su Fang and turned into a masked messenger. ”

The secretary's hands were trembling, and she was shouting: "Even if it's what, even if it's what, I didn't kill anyone, no!"

"You know that he took Shawble's mask practice every night, and you also know Lan Chuan's murder methods. Conan automatically blocked the secretary's voice, "But everything went according to your plan, but Lan Chuan's hand was broken due to an accident, so you had to intervene in this case." ”

"You deliver him a letter telling him that you have found out the true identity of the Masker. Conan ran again and again.

Twilight looked at the piece of paper that read "To the dear Kamen Messenger Lankawa Fuyuya" and frowned.

"You made an appointment with him and told him that you were also deceived by Su Fang like him, so you wanted to cooperate with him to kill Su Fang. Conan said, "You can't wait to implement the modus operandi, the sooner the better, because I'm afraid that Xiao Bubul's masked jumping around in the middle of the night has already made Su Fang suspicious, and it would be bad if she was asked to install a surveillance." ”

"Last night, you hid in Lan Chuan's room, Lan Chuan himself was dressed tightly, and partly because you were there. ”

"After that, you went and got the key hanging on the wall, opened the door, and moved the mask upstairs, and then Lan Chuan pressed the chair, you climbed up, and carried out this crime on the third floor of the east wing, and after success, you hid, Lan Chuan returned to his room, and then pretended to be indifferent and went upstairs. ”

"One of the big reasons why you didn't show up at that time was that you couldn't show up, and when you showed up, it would be suspicious. ”

"After that, while everyone is gathered on the third floor of the West Wing, you go back to your room, pretend to be nothing, and fall asleep, until the police knock on the door to find you. ”

At this point, Conan's voice stopped, giving a buffer time of understanding.

During this time, everyone looked at the secretary, her face was as pale as gold paper, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

In the eyes of everyone, it was despair after the truth was exposed.

After being stunned for a full ten seconds, the rejuvenated secretary clenched her fists, her nails inserted into her palms, and the force was so heavy that she almost forced out blood, and she screamed: "You talk nonsense! I haven't done any of these things at all! I've been drinking too much and sleeping in the house all night!"

"Too much to drink?" Conan's rhetorical question seemed to mock, "and what about the cut fruit in your room?"

"Fruit?" the secretary furrowed her eyebrows and looked at Minaho, "She prepared it for me, because I like to eat it very much, and I ate a little before going to bed last night." ”

"Ah...... It's ......" Minaho clasped her sister Nanami's hand tightly, and lowered her head after answering the words, her body was still trembling, and she was afraid to talk to the secretary as a "murderer".

The secretary was so angry that he couldn't do it, but there was nowhere to go, so he could only glare at Maori fiercely: "Do you hear that? What does this prove?"

"There were a few pieces of cut fruit left on the plate. Conan took the bow and said, "There are a few pineapples in it." ”

"I can't eat any more, only a few left—" The secretary said with a frown, but halfway through the conversation, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"You ate pineapple?" Conan said in a low voice, "Then you're really good, eating pineapple when you're drunk." Don't you know that the acidic substances in pineapple can destroy the stomach and intestines under the action of alcohol, causing vomiting at least and gastrointestinal cramps at worst?"

"......" The secretary was stunned, although her memory was a little blurry because of drinking, but she at least knew that she had not suffered last night, she frowned and desperately recalled the past while screaming her voice to justify, "I only have a few pieces of pineapple left, can't I!"

"......No," Minaho whispered, "Although Honami mentioned it to me, I have a bad memory and can't remember the drunken avoidance, so I prepared a lot of pineapple ......"

"Can the pineapple disappear on its own?" the secretary turned his head to glare at Minaho, who quickly lowered her head.

"It's not that it disappeared, it's that you've eaten it. Conan said lightly, "When you came back to sleep, you noticed the intact fruit bowl, and you were afraid that someone would find out that you were not in the room, so you ate a lot, but forgot the taboo that wine and pineapple cannot be eaten at the same time." ”

"I ......" the secretary choked and blushed, but he couldn't say a word.

The drunkenness made her not very impressed by many things, and naturally she could not give any clear testimony......

She even began to wonder if she had done something bad last night under the stimulus of alcohol......

"You...... You're talking nonsense!" The secretary clenched his fists and roared, "I think it's the little ghost who likes to play hide and seek sneaked into my room to steal food!

Conan: "......" how could he move.

"I'm sure Conan wouldn't do that...... He came to me when he found the letter, and I asked him to go to your room to check on the situation. Conan defended himself in Maori's voice.

"Do you think I'm a murderer?" the secretary was so angry that his chest kept rising and falling, "I've been talking nonsense, and I have the ability to come up with decisive evidence, confused detective!"

"Conclusive evidence, of course. Conan lowered his voice, "There's also a fruit knife next to the fruit bowl. Since the fruit was cut and delivered by Miss Minaho, what do you want a fruit knife for?"

"Can't I bring my own fruit knife and cut the fruit into small pieces?" If the police hadn't stopped the secretary and could have pounced on Maori and bitten him, "You're targeting me, aren't you? Why do you always find fault with me in some inexplicable place?"

At this moment, a Conan officer who had been notified in advance walked in with a knife: "Officer Twilight, I have already brought what Mr. Mori just said...... And he succeeded in untying the cloth that was wrapped around the handle of the knife as an ornament, and a small elastic band was wrapped underneath, and there was a luminol reaction. ”

The officer was holding a fruit knife in one hand and an elastic band that had been cut off in the other, apparently a tool of the crime.

The secretary was like a lightning strike: "How can it be ......?"

Twilight tightened her brows and took the elastic strap to look at it, "It's so hidden! If it weren't for the fact that you discovered the abnormality of the fruit knife, we wouldn't have been able to remove the fabric from the handle and look inside......"

No, even if you look at it, you will only think that the washed elastic band wrapped around the handle like a bandage is just an ornament, and you will not use the luminol reaction to monitor whether there will be blood stains on it.

"But isn't that too short?" Looks at Maori in surprise, "The elastic band used in the crime is very long......"

"So you can't wrap it all up, or you'll be exposed quickly. Conan replied, "The elastic band is long, but it should be the tip that gets the most blood, and the rest of the place is a little bit of blood at most." She wrapped the most bloodied elastic around the hilt, and the rest of the long elastic ......"

Conan took a breath and whispered, "The most dangerous place is the safest place." ”

"Brother Maori, can you say a little more plain?"

"There are a lot of murals in the corridors, and the murals are masks that hang on the walls and can be opened. Conan reveals the answer, "She can hide the elastic band behind the mask, and when the mask is put back on, no one knows what's inside." ”

"Okay, good ......" Twilight nodded repeatedly, raising her voice and preparing to order a search of all the mask murals in this mansion to his subordinates.

"Don't bother, she can't take it far by cutting off the elastic, if you want to find it, just search the first floor where she lives...... I've got another officer to search. "Conan's preparation is well.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, someone rushed in with something, it was a stack of tied elastic bands, on which specks of blood were faintly visible.

"This is found in the lobby on the first floor of the West Wing......"

In the voice of the policeman, the secretary collapsed to the ground, her eyes were blank, and she repeated a sentence: "How is it possible, how is it possible, how is it possible...... She has been completely shocked by the established fact that she is the murderer.

Everything, all the rhetoric and evidence, it really seems that she herself feels that she is the murderer......

Just drunk and drunk all night, why is this happening......

Twilight glanced at the desperate secretary, shook her head, and asked Takagi to pick her up and handcuff her.

Everyone looked at everything in front of them blankly, and there were some mixed feelings in their hearts.

"Wait...... Dad, you don't seem to have said a little bit. Xiaolan looked at the secretary, then at Lan Chuan, and couldn't help but speak, "Since it was Miss Inaba who committed the crime, why would Mr. Lan Chuan take the blame for her? Obviously, Miss Inaba was once Ms. Su Fang's accomplice......

"If my hand wasn't broken, I killed the woman with my own hands. Lan Chuan glanced at Xiaolan, moved his left hand to press his right hand, and whispered, "I hope to deceive myself, I have taken revenge with my own hands." ”

There was silence.

Xiaolan looked at Lan Chuan with a little more pity.

Conan sighed and instilled chicken soup for the soul in a Maori voice: "Mr. Lanchuan, you should be glad that someone robbed you of the cursed mask and did not make you a real masked messenger and murderer. Let the law take care of the rest. ”

Twilight approached Lan Chuan, her eyes complicated: "Mr. Lan Chuan, let's go, you also need to stay in prison as an accomplice for a while...... But don't worry, you didn't do anything, it's just Su Fang and Miss Inaba who are at fault, your mother's case...... will also be rehabilitated, and we will give you an explanation. ”

Lan Chuan's face was tired, and he pulled away a smile, but how worrying that smile was: "Thank you." ”

Twilight sighed and didn't say anything, just put her hand on Lan Chuan's shoulder, which was considered comforting.

Before "Kurosawa ......" was taken away, Lan Chuan couldn't help but glance back at Kurosawa Silver.

Kurosawa shook his phone at Lanchuan, which showed the video he had just recorded: "I will let the whole of Japan know the truth that the detective deduced." ”

"Thanks, Kurosawa. Lan Chuan smiled genuinely at this time.

"No need to ......"

"You don't have to thank him. Conan leaned back in his chair and spoke coldly, "He's not going to get a chance to make headlines about this case." ”

Hearing this, Lan Chuan and Kurosawa Silver were stunned.

Kurosawa Silver felt that the police officers around him were approaching him, and he immediately raised his eyebrows, and a bad premonition swept over: "Detective Maori, what are you going to do?

"I don't have that skill yet. Conan said lightly, "Mr. Reporter, you're just getting into trouble with the law." ”

"You helped a friend to replace the real murderer twice, the first time because you wanted to send the murderer's suicide and mentally injured friend home, so I spared you for the time being, but the second time ...... Do you think you'll be able to get out easily?"

When he said the last sentence, the temperature of Maori's voice plummeted, and the rhetorical question was full of doubt.

The corners of Kurosawa's mouth twitched violently.

"Murder and homicide scenes cannot be filmed. A police officer leaned over, watched Kurosawa Gin's talk cautiously, and then snatched Kurosawa's mobile phone with a whoosh, "Mobile phone...... We will confiscate it temporarily, and the video will be released by us, our police, so you, you don't have to worry......"

"It was the last time I took photos and videos at the scene without permission. ”

In the words of Maori as if to pronounce fate, Kurosawa looked at the eyes of Twilight who was walking towards him, and his whole person was messy.

"Brother Kurosawa, I'm sorry, but something...... The above must be explained. Twilight touched the back of her head and walked over to handcuff Kurosawa Gin, lowering her voice and speaking in a voice that only Kurosawa could hear, "I don't want to, but your last public report had a big impact on the Metropolitan Police Department, and you've become too ...... lately It's lively, and there's no way to get caught by the people above and get back a little reputation. ”

Kurosawa Silver: "......" He dared to guarantee that tomorrow's newspaper headlines would have nothing to do with the video, and that his handsome photos must have disappeared.

Conan stepped out of the chair where Maori was sitting, looked at Kurosawa Gin, whose expression was so complicated that he couldn't find an adjective, and pushed his glasses, and in the glow of the lenses, he noticed that Kurosawa seemed to be looking in this direction.

"You brought it on yourself. Conan mouthed, believing that Kurosawa would understand, "And, as you wish, I'm sending you to prison." ”