At half past eight, Conan got up from the ground with his waist stretched.

Walking out of the room, Xiaolan should have already left for school, and breakfast was on the table.

"Did you just get up? Is it really that you kid is getting lazier and lazier, when will your school be built? To put it bluntly, it's just a lot of dirty stuff, and it should be cleaned up quickly, right?" Uncle Maori sat in his chair and watched TV, and complained casually when he saw Conan come out.

"I heard from Mr. Kobayashi that it seems that classes can resume next week. Conan rubbed the corners of his eyes and said.

"Hurry back to the ocean of knowledge, it's so terrible to be at home all day and trouble me to take care of you!" Uncle Maori said with disgust.

"Hehe......" Conan pouted, but didn't argue, went to the bathroom to wash up, and then ate the breakfast that Xiaolan left for him.

"Uncle, is there anything you want to do today?" Conan, who had eaten and drunk and put away the dishes and chopsticks, lay on the sofa and read a comic book in his hand.

"Uncle, I'm an adult, so of course I have a lot to do!" Uncle Maori said, staring at the TV.

"What about watching TV, drinking beer, reading the newspaper and listening to horse racing?"

"You stinky boy!"

"Pong!" "It hurts!" An empty beer can was thrown on Conan's head.

"Speaking of which, the weather is nice today, why don't you go downstairs and sit down in Poirot. Uncle Maori may have thought that Conan's words made sense, and suddenly said it.

"I'll go, I'll go!" said the bored and moldy Conan, holding his hands high like a real child.

"I'm afraid of you, let's take you with me, don't be naughty!"

"Yes!"

……

"Welcome!"

As soon as he stepped into the café, Conan felt a cold gaze on him, as if he was being targeted by someone.

Uncle Maori didn't notice Conan's strangeness, found a place to sit down, picked up the menu, and ordered a cup of coffee and a juice, the juice was for Conan.

"An employee of a securities company was shot dead in the early hours of yesterday morning, and the murder weapon was a rifle used in hunting. Uncle Maori continued to look at the newspaper in his hand and commented, "Really, if you want to shoot, you can go to the park to shoot birds." ”

The motive for committing the crime was a personal vendetta. Conan leaned over to look at it: "Speaking of which, the location of the crime is very close to here." ”

"So what? Don't you still want to go over and have a look, aren't you afraid of being thrown out by the Mizuma Kid again?" Uncle Maori squinted at Conan.

"How is that possible!" Conan hurriedly shook his head: "I'm just worried, maybe the prisoner will hide around here." ”

"Smack!" The sound of glass falling to the ground and the sound of shattering everywhere, Conan and Uncle Mori looked back to see that it was Miss Enomoto Azusa who had dropped the juice for Conan on the ground.

"It's all your fault, stinky boy, for talking scary things. "Uncle Maori blames Conan.

"I'm here to help. Compared to Conan, who is a man of action, he immediately jumped down to help Azusa Enomoto clean up the glass shards.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to get another drink. Azusa Enomoto said.

"Speaking of which, Sister Xiaozi's brother is very good at using guns, right?" Conan asked suddenly.

"What nonsense are you talking about, how can there be such a coincidence!" Uncle Maori looked at Conan unhappily.

"But," Conan said, pretending to be innocent, "there are so many strange people in the café today. ”

"Having said that, there are indeed a lot of people who don't look at you with friendly eyes. Uncle Maori looked left and right before he realized the problem: "And many of them are familiar faces." ”

"See you again, Conan!" a large hand was placed on top of Conan's head, and Conan turned his head to see Mizumatsuki's smiling face.

"Morning ...... Good morning!" Conan, stammering.

"Good morning, why don't you have to go to school yet?" said Mizuma unhappily.

"It will probably take another week for schools to recover. Conan said with a grin.

"If the Mizuma kid is here, then the prisoner is really Miss Xiaozi's brother. Uncle Maori suddenly realized that all the people sitting here were police officers.

"Strictly speaking, it's just a suspicion. Mizuma explained, "But I personally feel ...... Haha, after all, the suspect's fingerprints have come out on the murder weapon, and clothes stained with the victim's blood were found near the suspect's residence, and the suspect's fingerprints were also found on the clothes. ”

"That's a sure thing. Uncle Maori thought about it and came to the same conclusion as Mizumatsuki.

"It's impossible, my brother can't kill someone!" Enomoto Azusa argued loudly and excitedly, "And my brother called me last night, and he was very excited to say that he didn't do it, he didn't know how to operate the rifle and so on." ”

"Did you call?" Uncle Maori focused on the content.

"It was indeed a phone call. Mizumatsuki nodded: "It's a pity that because we didn't prepare in advance, the phone hung up quickly, and we couldn't locate the location of the suspect." ”

"That's a shame. Uncle Maori said regretfully.

"Did you listen to me, my brother doesn't know how to operate a rifle at all, he learned shotguns!" Enomoto Azusa found that she was being ignored, and she was so anxious that she only jumped to her feet.

Mizuma Moon shrugged, he deliberately did not make it clear, although the murder weapon was a rifle, but the method of use was not to shoot the killer with a rifle, but to use the rifle as a stick to smash the deceased to death.

"Maybe I know something about this?" A man with glasses walked up behind the group, as if hearing what they had been talking about.

"Who are you?" asked Uncle Maori bluntly.

"May I ask who you are?" Mizumatsuki's question was much more formulaic.

"This is Mr. Ha Lai, my brother's colleague and good friend. Azusa Enomoto introduced.

"It's Kawarai Toji down there, and I heard about that guy and remembered that he also has a sister who works here, so I came over to take a look. The man in glasses said.

"By the way, are you police?" asked Kawari Toji.

"I'm a police officer, I'm here to ask Miss Xiaozi if there are any clues, these people live nearby. Mizuma Tsuki's hand gesture behind his back gave the other police officers an instruction not to move, of course he wouldn't meet a person and tell him about the ambush and surveillance, Uncle Maori and Conan themselves saw that there was no way, and other people who didn't know the details certainly couldn't talk nonsense.

"What do you mean by saying you know?" asked Mizuma.

"Doesn't it mean that the murder weapon is the manager's rifle? There is actually a reason why there will be the fingerprints of that stupid guy on it, the last time we had a party at the manager's house, the stupid guy who was incorrigibly obsessed with guns saw the manager's new rifle, so he pounced and looked at it for a long time, and looked inside from the muzzle of the gun to observe the rifling inside, I think the fingerprints were stained at that time, right?" said Harai Toji disdainfully.

"It's possible, but at that time, there was no conflict with the crime, of course I will write it down. Mizuma Yue nodded and said, "Thank you for the clues." ”

"Mizuma, what does the bloody clothes you found near Miss Azusa's brother's house look like?" Uncle Maori asked suddenly.

"I have a photo here, and I was supposed to bring it to Miss Xiao Zi to see, but Miss Xiao Zi has no special impression of this shirt, please take a look. Mizuma turned around and took out the photo from his arms: "What? Mr. Mori wants to intervene in this matter?"

"Don't say it so ugly, I know you're disgusted with the detective's indiscriminate involvement, but our family is friends with Miss Xiaozi, so it's not too much to watch this as a friend, right?" Uncle Maori said as he took a picture.

"Is Uncle Maori and Miss Azusa on good terms?" asked Mizumatsuki in surprise suddenly.

"That's right, because I often come here to solve the hunger problem when I don't want to cook, of course I'm very familiar with Xiao Zi. Uncle Maori said, "Is there anything strange?"

"Uh...... It's okay, I just suddenly think we're better off on a good relationship, and I hope Mr. Maori doesn't think of me as a friend. Mizuma said with a wave of his hand.

"Wow, what do you mean by kid? Are you saying that I'm a decrepit person who will be unfortunate wherever I go, and Miss Azusa's brother is also involved in misfortune because I am a friend?"

"No, no, no!" Mizuma waved his hand insincerely, and said in his heart, "That's the argument of Twilight's seniors, and I know that Conan is actually the culprit." ”

But the reason why Mizuma Moon was surprised was actually because if Azusa Enomoto had a good relationship with the Mori family, it would mean that she was a person with a certain plot in the "original book", and according to the needs of the plot, there should be no real misfortune around her.

In other words, the idea that Azusa Enomoto has been insisting on may be right, and the murderer is really not Enomoto Sugito.

Since it is not Enomoto Sugi, then who will the murderer be? Mizuma turned around and subconsciously glanced at Kawari Toji.

It seems that Kawarai Toji has just whispered something to Enomoto Azusa, and is leaving her side to walk out the door.

"What did Mr. Kawari just say?" After Kawari's way away, Mizuma walked up to Enomoto Azusa and asked bluntly.

"It's just some other private matter, and it has nothing to do with my brother's case!" Enomoto Azusa shook her head.

"Tell me about it. Mizuma insisted on asking.

"Eh, it's a girl's **, you're too good a man!" said Enomoto Azusa with a red face.

"But Mr. Ha Yori is also a man, right?" Mizuma Yue had a "you're kidding me" expression.

"Speaking of which, what about the police officer who watched me last night?" said Azusa Enomoto, very stiffly.

"Of course I went home to rest after changing shifts, do you have something to do with them?" Mizuma Yue didn't break it, but said along with Enomoto Azusa's words.

If Enomoto Azusa doesn't want to say anything, then Mizuma Moon can't ask the right answer no matter how much she asks, and she will use momentum to intimidate like before, but this will cause Enomoto Azusa to think about the opposite side more quickly - it may be Kawari Toji, so for now, I can only keep an eye on Enomo Azusa to see what small moves she and Kawari Toji want to do.

"There was a police officer who helped me stop a thief who stole a bag last night, but I didn't have a chance to say thank you yesterday, so I thought I would say thank you when I was at the café today. Azusa Enomoto explained

"Then let's wait for a shift later, it should be in the afternoon. Mizumatsuki said casually, "Which police officer are you talking about?" He had never heard anyone mention it.

"I don't know his name yet, but it's the officer who is a little bit small and has some long hair. Azusa Enomoto gestured at the officer's height.

"It's supposed to be Kenji Yuki...... Alas, it seems that you can't wait for him. Mizuma sighed.

Azusa Enomoto suddenly became nervous: "What's wrong with him?"

"Calm, calm. Mizumayue said with a smile: "That second cargo caught a cold last night, and was frozen and cold in the middle of the night and asked for leave." ”

"Could it be ......?" Enomoto Azusa suddenly showed a look of self-reproach.

Shui Jianyue understood this look, realized that she had said something that she shouldn't say, and hurriedly remedied: "Don't worry, this is not your responsibility, it is the job of the police to supervise outside, and the other police officers are sitting very warm inside the police, only Yan Er, the second goods, took off their coats and ran around outside." ”

"I haven't gotten Conan's juice yet, and Mr. Maori's coffee, goodbye. Enomoto Azusa didn't know if she had listened or not, and turned to leave.

Mizuma shrugged, pulled out a chair next to Uncle Maori and sat down, calling out to another waiter for a cup of coffee.

"Doesn't Mr. Maori have any high opinions?" Uncle Maori asked as he returned the picture of the bloody clothes to Mizumatsuki.

"There are some doubts, but this time I'm not a detective, I'm just a friend of Miss Xiaozi, just look and don't ask, just listen and don't talk. Uncle Maori laughed.

"But ......" As soon as Uncle Maori's voice fell, Conan had something to say, but he held back under the double pressure of Uncle Maori and Mizumatsuki.

'Strange something is wrong with that dress!' Conan thought silently, 'The blood that splattered after the shot was definitely not like this, but...... What was he thinking? Or did he know why?'

"Uncle doesn't look right, since I just said that, I must have discovered this, but why don't you ask? Is it really because I only play the role of a friend and want to watch the whole thing?"

While Conan was deep in thought, Mizuma took out a pen and paper and was writing and drawing.

Since 99% of the murderers in the case are not Enomoto Sugi, the current suspects are Kawari Toji and the deceased's wife, Keiko Tohei, because Kawari Toji suspiciously contacted Enomoto Azusa, so consider his suspicion first.

Mizuma Moon used the most stupid basic method, brushing and writing down a large number of techniques that can be used from the perspective of Kawarai's thoroughfare.