As soon as Conan turned around, he saw that Mori Kogoro had accidentally knocked over the trash can, and Masaki Negishi, who was startled by the movement, also turned around and looked at it suspiciously.

Bai Shushu squatted down, picked up a branch and poked a piece of garbage, "Oops, I remember falling into this!" Let's take a closer look! ”

Maori Kogoro also hurriedly squatted down and secretly gave Bai Shu a thumbs up: Well done! Worthy of being my Maori Kogoro's assistant!

"......", two drops of sweat slipped down the forehead of Conan, who was watching, are these two really reliable.

……

On the first day of tracking, nothing happened.

The next night, just like yesterday, Kogoro Mori and Shiraki followed all the way to Negishi Masaki's house.

And the thick-nerved bearded uncle still didn't find out that he was being followed.

Kogoro Mori parked the car across from Masaki Negishi's house.

After the lights were turned off at Negishi Masaki's house, Mori Kogoro couldn't help but yawn, he put the driver's seat flat and lay down, "Just like yesterday, we take turns to guard, remember to wake me up at two o'clock." ”

"Okay." Shiraki sucked the jelly and glanced out the window. Negishi was in the dark in the treehouse, and it seemed as if he was asleep.

Shiraki didn't expect Maori Kogoro to be quite dedicated, and said that he wouldn't let Negishi Masaki out of sight, so he really followed him all the way to his house, and took turns watching with himself at night.

However, Maori still underestimated the difficulty and danger of this tracking.

Because, as a two-story independent building, the home of the little local tyrant Negishi Masaki...... There is a back door.

Bai Shu took the last bite of jelly, wiped his hands, and took out his small notebook.

The book shows a few black characters - Negishi Masaki.

Uncle Bearded is dying.

After waiting quietly for an hour, Kogoro Maori next to him had already slept until he began to snore.

Bai Shu also put on gloves and shoe covers, took out the Polaroid camera he had prepared earlier, quietly pushed the car door, and walked out.

……

When he came back, Bai Shu carried a soul in his hand.

The soul was drunk, and after following Bai Shu back to the car, he didn't complain to the god of death who met for the first time, but pointed to Bai Shu's feet and asked him, "Can you give me a sip of wine?" ”

"......", Shiraki looked at the sake in the shopping bag, not very happy.

The soul can't eat or drink, and even if it is fed to it with a glass of wine, it can't drink it in one gulp, and the wine will spill its pants instead.

Negishi Masaki also reacted, scratching his head a little embarrassed, "Ah, can you smell it for me?" ”

This is okay, Bai Shu opened the wine bottle and put it in front of him, and the uncle leaned over in intoxication and pounced on the mouth of the bottle.

"You can't stay here too long, according to the rules." , Bai Shu looked down at him, "But this place is far away from the headquarters, it's not that strict, I can let you see the prisoner lying in the law." ”

"That's a good idea." Masaki Negishi immediately agreed, and waved his fist angrily, "This bastard is too unrighteous too." ”

“…… Well. This soul mentality is quite good, maybe he is too drunk and doesn't realize the seriousness of death.

Ignoring the drunkard's spirit, Shiraki looked up at the car window.

It was quiet outside, and the only light source was a few street lamps, and looking at it this way, there was nothing unusual about Negishi Masaki's house.

No one would have thought that not long ago, there was a tragedy at its back door.

While Mori Kogoro was asleep, Shiraki took out a few photos from the Polaroid, sealed them in an envelope, and put them away.

At two o'clock, he woke up Mori Kogoro on time and lay down for a while.

After dawn, on the morning of the third day of stalking, the door of Masaki Negishi clicked open - and an uncle with a cap and sunglasses walked out.

Maori Kogoro hurriedly woke up Shiraki, "Naoki, wake up, he's out!" ”

…… The naïve detective didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

In his opinion, the third day of tracking is still over.

On the fourth day, the client, Yutaka Abe, sent someone to deliver 400,000 yen, plus the previous deposit, exactly 500,000 yen.

Maori took a shower, changed out of his crumpled clothes, sat in the living room with a cigarette in his mouth, and counted the money, "Hahaha, this job is so easy!" The money is so easy to make! ”

Xiaolan is also very happy, "Business is much better than before. ”

"yes, everyone is finally starting to notice my strength!" , Maori Kogoro laughed heartily, and there was no pressure in his heart.

Xiaolan continued to nod her face, "Because in the previous incidents, Dad was so powerful!" ”

"......", Conan stood next to him speechlessly, looking at the father and daughter who sang and harmonized, and thought to himself, hey, it's actually me who is too powerful.

…… It's a pity that I can't say that. Conan looked at Xiaolan and took a bite of dessert depressedly.

At this time, the joyful music on the TV changed, and suddenly a news broke out.

"At around eight o'clock tonight, a charred male corpse was found in the fire altar of the tourist attraction Akaki Village......"

It's normal for deaths to appear in the news, and Mori Kogoro, Ran and Conan didn't pay attention to it.

The television continued, "Judging from the items found at the scene, the deceased was 42-year-old Masaki Negishi and is currently ......"

"What?!" , Before the news was finished, Mori Kogoro's face changed suddenly, he turned his head and threw himself in front of the TV, staring at the screen, "How is it possible?!" ”

At this time, a photo of Masaki Negishi was shown on TV.

Maori Kogoro looked at it carefully for a while, incredulous, "Indeed...... He's right......"

Next to the white tree, a drunken soul lay on the wine glass and sighed faintly, "Is this person really a detective, how do you feel confused." ”

After a pause, he was a little angry again, "Anyway, why did that bastard make my corpse so far away, and burn it to a dry corpse, we were obviously old friends before, and we didn't have any deep hatred!" ”

"That's why you're not a lady." , Bai Shu took a sip of juice and absentmindedly used idioms.

Maori Kogoro was still staring at the TV blankly, and Xiaolan asked worriedly, "Dad, what's wrong?" Is it someone you know? ”

"Don't just know ......", Maori turned his head, and his gaze subconsciously fell on Bai Shu.

Bai Shu was stunned for a moment, and immediately put on a serious expression, "That's right, in the past three days, Mr. Maori and I have been following him. ”