Conan really didn't notice so many details, and in his mind, all the clues had begun to come together.

The sword found near the place where Officer Twilight was injured.

Let Fei Yingli wash the stomach of the culprit chocolate packaging box, white pattern.

The J playing card at the scene of Dr. Asasa's injury, after the north wind raised its claws to replenish the 1 of spades.

So to speak, there will be one to ten next... Ten people will be hurt! If he guessed correctly...... The people who are going to be harmed, as well as the murderers, should all be related to Uncle Maori, and the names will always have numbers that match the cards.

Conan called the police to tell the police about his suspicions. And managed to get the suspicious look from Officer Twilight.

The tone of this stinky little fart is simply, like someone!

Conan, who reacted, skillfully shook the pot and touched his head to try to get by: "I learned it from Brother Beifeng." ”

Twilight thought about it, and felt that Conan didn't learn like it at all, Morihara was a serious person, and he would never talk to him in such a tone of praise, and the way he spoke was flat and straightforward, simply put, he didn't like to hang people's appetites.

Chat with him, two words: happy!

It's a no-brainer.

Thinking about it this way, it is really time to eliminate the drum washing machine, and it is better to change the brand......

The North Wind card is good.

It's a pity that Twilight can't afford it.

In addition to Lei Xiaofeng, there is also a man named Murakami, a man who was recently released from prison, which attracted everyone's attention, and now the strange thing is that this Murakami Zhang, he is a card dealer at the gambling table.

And such people are generally veteran gamblers!

A gambler, when he does anything else, will subconsciously use the thinking at the table.

And the table thinking is absolutely impossible to leave such a huge loophole.

These cards and cards,

It's more like it's deliberate!

"And, if it's really that guy from Murakami, why didn't he just come to me?"

If you want revenge, wouldn't it be better to come to me directly? Xiao Wu asked in a daze.

"Probably... He's trying to torment you and make you miserable..."

Isn't it a painful thing for a detective to know who the prisoner is, but there is no evidence to catch him?

Officer Twilight's face was a little unpleasant, he was on the phone, touching his belly, and at a young age, he had a sign that he wanted to enjoy his old age in peace.

For this kind of thing, Twilight has been doing it for so many years, and there are quite a few precedents that he knows.

"Anyway, uncle, the most important thing now is to think about the people you know! Is there anyone with a ten in their name? Because, the next person who may be attacked is likely to be him! Conan rolled his eyes.

He really wanted to snatch the phone from Mori Kogoro's hand, but unfortunately he was not tall enough.

"Ten... Ten! ”

"That's right! Miss Towako! ”

Miss Towako, who is known in Maori's mouth, whose full name is Towako Takano, is the mother of the Ginza Club.

Maori has been going there a lot for a lot of drinking lately and is very well taken care of by her.

"Towako Pavilion, there is a cross in the name!" Officer Twilight rolls over and hangs up.

Shiratori Ren Saburo set off in an instant, ready to go to find Towako Paviliono.

Finally, until late at night.

Mori Kogoro didn't go home. It is said that he followed Towako at night......

Didn't do anything strange.

It's true.

When the Grim Reaper was carrying the body next door, he happened to see the back of Mori Kogoro fleeing.

……

The next morning, Mori Kogoro still had a constipated expression on his face, drinking tea while complaining about yesterday's tragic experience.

Conan was listening to Kogoro complaining, and the Toriko, who had been to Thailand, almost laughed and said that Ke was screaming.

Call him!

As he was looking at the table, Conan suddenly saw a photo: a photo of a young man playing baseball again with Uncle Maori.

There is also a line of small print on the top, which seems to have a name written on it: Hiroki Tsuji.

"Uncle, who is this?"

"Little ghost, this guy, it's a friend I met when I played baseball last time, is there anything wrong with him?" Mori Kogoro continued to borrow wine to kill his sorrows, and replied without raising his head.

A constipated expression on his face.

"Pretty hairy." Conan replied casually.

He wondered if the target of the murderer was not Towako.

After all, Kogoro went to that club, and not many people actually knew about it.

Compared to the shemale with ten in the name, Conan cares more about: Hiroki Tsuji.

The leg hair is so vigorous, it looks like a bad omen!

The character "Tsuji" in the name Hiroki Tsuji contains the number 'ten'.

"It's also... It's been a long time since I've played with him! ”

Kogoro was drunk, so he suddenly got up, picked up the telephone, and called the phone at Hiroki Tsuji's house.

It's a call, but Hiroki Tsuji is not at home, and his family said:

Thirty minutes ago, Hiroki Tsuji had already gone to the airport.

Hiroki Tsuji has a private jet, a pilot license or something, and it's also complete, maybe it's today, ready to fly a plane and go for a ride.

Anyway, Maori Kogoro didn't ask him if he would be killed, so he made a phone call, and continued to use alcohol to kill his sorrows.

……

Conan rolled his eyes on the side.

Now, Murakami's suspicion is basically ruled out, and it is basically impossible for a guy who has been out of prison for a few days to know so much.

So...

There is one suspect left, and that is Lei Xiaofeng!

The identity is a mystery, and the enemy hiding in the shadows, even if it is a detective, will be ...

I can't help him!

……

The outlaw fanatic Beifeng opened the door of his toilet, and then closed it again......

There, there's a bewitching "man"!

A black and shiny pig hair fluttered in the wind, and Peppa Pig's face, combined with the long, dense and curly leg hair, was visually damaged, and it hit a critical hit.

This iconic move...

It's Belmode...

What's her crazy about?

What a big sister, make yourself like this!

It's too disguised, isn't it?

In fact, Belmode, she just, was disgusted with the north wind.

She couldn't see it herself anyway.

Just use it to poison others!

Belmode thought so.

And Beifeng, what he thinks now is: Belmode is really a fuck off, always rolling around under his nose, and trespassing on private houses, which is simply zero moral consciousness.

This Belmode is a skin, and it seems that it is time to harvest!

She needs an ideological education.

This woman, she smiled, with Peppa Pig's face, the figure of Nazha in the ten cold, and the leg hair of a man in Texas, teasing her hair: "Hi~"

The woman's second word, the good morning has not yet been spit out, and a touch of red comes into view......

She flipped over and tried to dodge, but the bricks were not leveled, and the bricks rose again.

In the face of the bright red mobile phone rain, Belmode fell gloriously.

"Death" is not blind.

The north wind closed her eyelids and told her to walk peacefully.

If you play dead, you will also play dead,

lest others suspect him of bullying the "corpse".

Belmode did not stand up.

As for where you fell? The famous saying of where to stand up.

In the north wind this, it is equal to fart.

It's cold, it's time to sell.

Selling absinthe today, a fuck off, leg hair is one meter long, and there will be all kinds of coquettish moves!

Attention, it's leg hair, not legs!

As for the price, it is 800 and 2 prices.

The buyer is the boss, after all, the origin of absinthe is the distillery, and the north wind prefers to resell.

The boss inexplicably received a kidnapping message, this gangster is very arrogant, and the name is accompanied by the price and reason,

Methodically look at his big head.