"The fishing line you found in the old gentleman's room is all over the house." Shinichi pulled a handful of fishing line out of his pocket, "At least I'll find five or six rolls like that." ”

"Moreover, in order to cooperate with the murderer, this old gentleman will even admit that he is the murderer," Shinichi turned his head and looked at the silent old gentleman, showing a sad smile, "I think, I have figured out this matter." ”

"You ......" Hattori looked at Shinichi's expression in a daze, as if something was blocked in his heart, and he was very uncomfortable.

"I really don't want to go into the details of this case, if Charlotte is here." Shinichi lowered his head and looked at the unusually familiar figure in the photo in his hand, "But, is it really worth it?" ”

"The books piled up in front of the desk are just to hide the hideous expressions that the victim may have left before he dies, and the opera is also played to hide the screams that may be made, which is why the murderer did not use the classical music that the deceased often listened to, but the more high-pitched Italian opera." Shinichi put down the photo in his hand and picked up the keychain again.

"So, is there any need to hide it like this?" Unconsciously, in Hattori's words, the original provocation has disappeared.

"Of course it'......" Shinichi turned his head, looked at Hattori Heiji, and smiled slightly, "Hattori you!" ”

"What?!" Heiji Hattori was taken aback.

"Of course, there are also those who came into the house together, like Lan and the others." Shinichi looked around, and finally stopped his gaze on one person.

"If that's ......" Hattori's figure shuddered and his eyes widened.

"The only one who can get close to the victim is all of you, and the one who can kill the victim at the closest distance is—"

"Mrs. Tsujimura, it's you!"

"What!" Everyone looked at Mrs. Tsujimura in disbelief.

"So," Kogoro Mori finally reacted, "was the victim still alive when we entered the room?" ”

"That's right." Shinichi nodded, "Actually, when we went in, the diplomat was just put to sleep by Madame with a powerful sleeping pill. ”

"But," Officer Twilight looked at Shinichi suspiciously, "once the body is sent for examination, won't this be a ...... method"

"No!" A voice came from the side, startling everyone.

Hattori Heiji slowly stood up, the brim of his cap covering his face, "The murderer will make us mistakenly think that the victim died before we entered the room, and after being stabbed to death by a poisonous needle, it can naturally have an anesthetic component." Moreover, she deliberately found the detective here in order to give people the illusion that the murderer did not dare to kill in front of the detective. He looked up slowly, "That's what you mean, right?" Kudo? ”

"Yes." With a little nod, he took Mrs. Tsujimura's keychain and clicked it to open the inner floor. The pain in his chest once again made him frown, but his hand did not stop at all, and he picked up the one against a small gap in the mezzanine and compared it. "Sure enough."

"If the motive for the killing," Hattori picked up the photo on the table, "it must be in this picture, right?" ”

"I guess so." Shin nodded a little and showed a slightly stiff smile, "If that's right, Miss Sachiko should be the daughter of Mrs. Tsujimura!" ”

"Really...... It's true? Officer Twilight stared at the photo in his hand, looking at Mrs. Tsujimura, who was only the color of Sachiko's hair decades ago, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"That's right." In the silence, Mrs. Tsujimura stood up, her cold expression actually carrying a smile of relief, "Sachiko is my daughter!" ”

"Fifteen years ago......" Mrs. Tsujimura began to tell her story, and everyone who listened sighed.

"Guizen," Mrs. Tsujimura shouted faintly as she turned her back to everyone as she was taken away.

“…… Be. Guishan was stunned for a moment, and then replied.

"Maybe I don't deserve anything to say to you at this time, but," Mrs. Tsujimura turned her head, "Sachiko, I'll leave it to you." The moment Madame turned around, a crystal tear fell down.

Sachiko couldn't help but cry bitterly.

"He would actually frame a diplomat for such a thing, this kind of person is innocent!"

A voice came from the door, everyone turned around, and the golden-eyed boy walked in, looking coldly at Toshimitsu Tsujimura with a depressed face, "I'm afraid it's useless to pretend to be a good person at this time, right?" ”

"Kaede-chan!" Xiaolan hurriedly ran over, "Where's Conan?" ”

"Don't worry." Asa Yu looked back and smiled, "I arranged for him to rest in a very safe place." As he spoke, he looked at Shinichi, who was clutching his chest and enduring the pain, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"......" Hearing Asa Yu say this, Officer Twilight could only smile bitterly.

What the hell did Charlotte teach this kid! Officer Twilight couldn't help but sigh, he still remembered the last time Asaba drew a knife from Moritani.

"I see, the reason why Mrs. Tsujimura is so fierce to Miss Sachiko is just to prevent others from finding out that they are mother and son, right?" Hattori Heiji looked at Shinichi with a hint of admiration in his tone, "But how do you know about this?" Or are you really watching around here? ”

“…… Nonsense, I was listening to that little imp with glasses on the phone. Shinichi snorted and leaned against the wall, the pain in his chest making it difficult for him to breathe, beads of sweat running down his forehead.

"What did Conan say?" Xiaolan said suspiciously.

"Well, he said that there was a strange detective from Osaka who wanted to challenge me and asked me to come back quickly." Shinichi gasped, "After coming here, I happened to catch up with this big case, and I ......"

"Liar!" Xiaolan had tears in her eyes, "Hattori already told me just now, you didn't ask me on the phone if I was okay, are you really nearby?" When you see I'm worried, you secretly laugh at me, don't you? Xiaolan's tears rolled in her eyes.

"Don't be stupid," Shinichi gasped and forced a laugh, "I'm a detective!" How are you, just listen to the sound! He wanted to say a few more words to Xiaolan, but the sharp pain in his chest made him unable to speak, so he had to curl up and squat on the ground.

"Shinichi! Are you okay, what's wrong with you... I... I'm going to call a doctor!! Xiaolan ran out in a hurry.

"I see, my reasoning was wrong from the start, right?" Seeing Xiaolan running out, Hattori straightened his hat, with a hint of relief in his tone, "This competition... It's me who lost, Shinichi Kudo, you really have a set. It seems that your reasoning ability is a little higher than mine! ”

"Don't be stupid." Shinichi interrupted Hattori's words and wiped the sweat from his face, "Reasoning, how can there be wins and losses, highs and lows." ”

"Because... Because there is only one truth in this world. ”

Hattori stood there stunned, as if something had broken in his heart, but he seemed to understand something, and there was an indescribable color in his eyes.

"yes," Hattori turned, took off his cap, and smiled in his voice, "I do care too much about winning or losing." ”

"Kendo, refining the heart. Your heart, not yet. ”

Charlotte's voice seemed to still echo in his ears, Hattori raised his head, and the young man's handsome face flashed.

"I think, I understand." Hattori Heiji silently read it in his heart.

"Ahem...... cough ......" A violent cough sounded, and Hattori hurriedly turned around to see Shinichi slumped on the ground with a painful face.

"Kudo!" Hattori was just about to rush forward, but a black figure flashed first.

Asa Yu hugged Shinichi and walked towards the Japanese room, and Hattori Heiji looked at everything in a daze.

"Why don't you come to help!" Asaba's voice came from the front.

“…… Oh! Hattori hurriedly walked over.

"Ahem...... Summer...... Light Feather ...... He ......" Shinichi in Asahaba's arms gasped and laboriously said.

"It's okay." Asa Yu shook his head, "It doesn't matter to him, sooner or later, he will know." ”

"Huh?"

Hattori Heiji walked into the Japanese room with a blank face, and a moment later, an exclamation came from the confined Japanese room......

Three days later.

"Why did you tell him?" On the sofa at the doctor's house, Conan, who was still snorting, spoke slowly.

"He's not a bad guy." Asaba took a sip of the liquid from the cup and let out a comfortable moan.

"It's been a long time since I've been drinking!" Asa Yu took another big sip, and the feeling of heat in his body made him feel a little strange at the same time, but also a hint of satisfaction. "I think he's a trustworthy guy and you can ...... Hiccup......"

"Hey, hey......" Conan looked at Asaka helplessly, "It's just beer, not ......"

"Of course, how can I ......" Asaba was halfway through his words, when his eyes suddenly went dark, and then he fell unconscious.