"Conan, what are you writing about?" After watching Conan sit down, he took out a small notebook to write and draw, and Aoko asked curiously.

"Oh...... I'm thinking about the case I just came across," Conan told the truth.

"The case?" Qingzi was stunned, this kid ......

"Haha, it's a detective game! Hahaha......" Conan scratched his head.

"Oh...... That's it! ”

………………

In the house of a resident of a 4-chome in Kakuto Town, Nakamori Ginzo eats instant noodles alone...... Suck ...... Suck ......

The daughter ran away......

Beep beep beep ......

Big Brother's voice –

Nakamori glanced at the big brother next to him and put down the instant noodles in his hand

"Moximoxi! I'm Ginzo Nakamori! ”

………………

"What? Kidd the Strange Thief has reappeared? ”

………………

"Where the hell is that guy?" Qingzi crossed his waist, indicating that he did not open the forest

"Maybe something's going on?" Conan said.

"Conan, Sister Aoko is going to buy something, it may take half an hour to come back, can you help Sister take care of Yamazaki?" Aoko asked, bending down and putting her hands on her knees.

Conan didn't think about it when he heard this, so he agreed

"Hmmm! No problem, don't worry, Sister Aoko! ”

"Thank you Conan, then!"

………………

Watching Aoko walk out of the ward, Conan's face sank and he ran to the bedside.

Bang Bang Bang –

A slap on the face, hot and painful

Yamazaki kicked him hard and opened his eyes.

"Conan !!" Yamazaki gritted his teeth.

"Did you do it?" Conan got up from the ground, completely ignoring the pain in his body, and asked.

"What are you talking about? Do not understand! Yamazaki immediately understood what Conan was saying, but pretended not to understand.

"I asked Sister Qingzi when you would come back, and after my calculations, you have time to commit the crime, and you have enough motives to commit the crime!"

"Go on!"

"After my investigation, the victim is the murderer of your father!"

"Oh! That's it! Yamazaki had an unconcerned expression.

"You're not surprised! Does it seem that you are a cold-blooded person? Or rather...... You already knew! Conan kept his voice low, creating a very oppressive atmosphere.

"Say whatever you want, keep reasoning!" Yamazaki is still bland.

"Both car accidents occurred on the same stretch of road, why did he choose this road if he wanted to kill you? Because it was on this road that he was able to hide the car and paint it! Ten minutes after the police arrived, he could have taken advantage of this time to drive the car back to the garage, because he had removed all the cameras on that section of the road, and he could take some time to find a place where no one was there to wipe the blood on the car, and no one would notice the car, after all, there were too many cars on the street......"

"He can take advantage of that time to paint the car, because the time is too rushed, I think there must be some brush marks on the car, ordinary people don't do so casually with their cars......"

"Mm-hmm, that's really possible! And then what? What is his motivation? ”

"That car accident four years ago!" Conan replied.

"What car accident?"

"In that car accident, for your father's drunk driving, his family died in the car accident, including your mother!" Conan replied again.

"How do you say I killed someone?"

"I don't know about this, the scene is a completely closed secret room, and after investigation, he doesn't have a spare key......"

"So you can determine that I'm the murderer if you have the motive? Aren't detectives particular about evidence? "Yamazaki almost wrote on his face that I was the murderer, but there was no evidence.

"Yamazaki, you better go and turn yourself in, you're only six years old now, you still have a great future, do you want to live in the shadow of murder for the rest of your life? Would you be happy like that? You go and turn yourself in, the punishment won't be too big, Yamazaki, turn yourself in! "Conan has become a righteous character, and Yamazaki is a big bad guy with a dead face.

"Huh! Is there no other means? At the beginning, you were creating an atmosphere, trying to cause psychological oppression on me, and then saying something bullshit that seemed to be very satisfying, if someone else would really listen to you! Yamazaki smiled and got up from the bed.

"Are you admitting this?"

"Well, so what?" Still smiling, looking heartless.

Hearing his words, the corners of Conan's mouth hooked up a smile, and he was about to say something again, when he suddenly felt a little cloudy in his head.

"Drugged ......" Conan gritted his teeth, there was no way at all, and he soon lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

"Bingo, got it right, but there's no reward, hee-hee......"

"Where is Sister Aoko? Well...... Don't worry about it for now......"

He touched Conan and took out a small recorder, which looked like he had just bought, as well as glasses...... Shoe.

"How naïve! Tut-tut! Yamazaki took out a scalpel, huh...... Stolen from the hospital, including drugs previously used.

"What are you bringing me to your house for?" Conan's face was gloomy.

"Hehe, Conan-san, don't be nervous! Show you something good! Yamazaki still looked grinning and heartless.

"Hehe, can you remove the knife from my neck?" Conan thought he had planted it, planted in the hands of a little imp, who was more terrifying and dangerous than the average adult!

"Of course...... No, let's sleep again! Yamazaki licked his lips, picked up Conan, who had fallen to the ground, and ran towards the bedroom.

Bump - slammed the door shut.

Gently, putting Conan on the bed, Yamazaki's eyes showed greed, staring at Conan tightly, and gently ...... Conan's shirt was ripped off, revealing his fair skin......