Mao Lilan brought a registration form, and the man in the suit reluctantly took it and filled it out.

Conan had already sneaked around to the coffee table, and was looking down at the pile of boxes on the table.

Occasionally, he would secretly glance at Shiraishi, who was standing next to him and didn't mean to leave, and his mood was a little complicated.

After returning from Yoko Okino's house last time, Conan prepared for the worst, and he asked the doctor to check Shiraishi's situation, but he couldn't find out anything suspicious about him.

——This seems to be an ordinary lucky person who has bad grades and can get stuck in the passing line every time, and his life trajectory from childhood to graduate school is clear and unbroken.

As for his relatives, in addition to living in scattered places and seemingly loving to leave their hometowns, they also have serious and stable jobs.

If the black-clad organization will accept this kind of person who has no criminal experience and has followed the rules for half of his life, it can only mean that their members are too scarce and they are starting to starve......

Coupled with the fact that he had been in battle for more than a day, and there were no suspicious people in black clothes around, Conan finally relaxed a little.

It's still a little vague, but it's not like the night before, when you see the white stone, it changes color.

Looking back and summing it up, Conan thought, this is probably a person with strong reasoning skills, but who is more confused.

That night, Shiraishi went into Yoko Okino's house a few times and got a glimpse of the truth, and then for some reason, he squatted in the living room in a daze and fell asleep, and when he woke up and saw people praising him, he thought that he had solved the case by talking in his sleep......

With such a brain-making up, Conan actually thinks it's quite reasonable. With some scientific force, he managed to convince himself.

At the same time, he also diverged his thinking:

Uncle Maori is also very confused, and when he encounters a case in the future and wants to solve the case, he may be able to take advantage of this......

Conan looked at Shiraishi and Mori Kogoro, and unconsciously touched the newly acquired watch on his wrist.

He's no longer a powerless kid.

- The night before, he borrowed Shiraishi's voice to reason and inspired Conan.

When he got home, he asked Dr. Agasa if he could make a prop that would make him fall asleep quickly.

Hearing this, the doctor dug through his many inventions and found the anesthetic watch.

It is a very ordinary-looking children's watch, and when in use, the transparent cover with a crosshair is erected when the knob is pressed to adjust the time.

Aim the crosshair at the person you want to anesthetize, press the button again, and an anesthetic needle will be fired from the watch.

The principle of this needle is unknown, in short, it works very quickly, and the effect can numb the elephant, but it does no harm to people. The needle can only be filled with one shot for the time being, and it needs to be recycled after use.

When Conan stroked his wrist with a relieved face, the cold sweat on Shiraishi's back was about to run down.

Obviously, he scared this little kid enough that day, why did he get excited again after such a little time.

…… The protagonist is really an inscrutable magical creature.

Shiraishi drank the oolong tea brought by Mao Lilan, and turned half of his body as if inadvertently, bringing Conan into his sight, and then he felt that the back of his neck was safer.

It's really the "Mori Kogoro neck X-ray" that was widely circulated in the circle of friends in the past is heart-wrenching, and Shiraishi doesn't want to follow in this footsteps anyway.

After being safe for the time being, he finally had a free glance at the form that the man in the suit was filling out.

In the name column at the top, it reads "Masayuki Ogawa".

I'll have to go downstairs and ask Tomoya Ogino if he has any impression of this person. Although with that little ghost's memory, eighty percent of them can't remember......

While the client was still filling out the form, Shiraishi turned his head and expressed his yearning for the detective to Maori Kogoro, saying that he wanted to observe how the detective usually handled crimes.

Mori Kogoro listened to this rainbow fart, but remembered the last time he was at Yoko Okino's house, "Shiraishi" skillful reasoning. The corners of his eyes twitched twice, wondering if the kid was sarcastic about him.

But after thinking about it, he didn't have much motivation to solve the case, and if he had the help of this neighbor with strong reasoning skills, he might be able to handle the commission effortlessly.

Thinking of this, Maori Kogoro nodded reservedly and agreed to let him stay.

After a short while, Masayuki Ogawa also filled out the form.

He pushed the paper back in front of Mori Kogoro, and at the suggestion of the other party, he told the story of what he had encountered:

"Well, since about two years ago, I've been receiving anonymous toys every month, as well as a million in cash. Today, there are 25 million dollars. ”

Shiraishi almost choked on a sip of tea. And this kind of thing? He wants it too!

Mori Kogoro also choked and paused.

It took him several seconds to swallow back the line "Since you are so troubled, then the money will be handed over to me for safekeeping" with difficulty, cleared his throat, and tried to turn his brain:

"Toys...... Toys, oh, gifts are generally given to their liking, do you have children?

"If that's the case, it may be that you have relatives or friends who are not long in life, but have no offspring, think that your children are in their eyes, so they gave them these."

After hearing this, Bai Shi blinked twice, and actually felt that it made sense. If he hadn't known more about it, he might have believed it.

This confused detective always seems to be able to use his whimsical and logical reasoning to make something seemingly impossible as if it were true.

…… In a sense, it was also a remarkable talent, and he should be sent to write novels.

Opposite Maori Kogoro, Masayuki Ogawa shook his head, but only denied the second half of the sentence:

"I do have a five-year-old son, but he is with us every day except for going to kindergarten, how can he meet any rich people.

"As for friends and relatives, I have asked all possible people, but they all said that they did not send it, and I don't know who sent it."

Shiraishi nodded thoughtfully, it seems that the quality of this Mr. Ogawa's social circle is okay, and there is no such hooligan who buries his head in his head and admits his account and then takes the money back......

Halfway through his thoughts, he was shocked to realize that his train of thought had gone off track again, so he hurriedly turned back to grasp the key point.

- Five-year-old son. It's the same age as Tomoya Ogino when he died.

The more Shiraishi thought about it, the more he felt that Masayuki Ogawa's son was the second target of the mission. It is also the target of Ogino's father who is ready to kill.

This kind of target selection has a hidden meaning of "you killed my son, so I killed your son with a tooth for a tooth".

In other words, in the eyes of Ogino's father, it was Masayuki Ogawa who killed his son?

A child who was certified by the hospital to have died of appendicitis, why is the "enemy" a human being? Masayuki Ogawa is not a foreign body in his son's intestines, how can it cause appendicitis......

Several key points were piled up in his mind, and as an outsider who could hear rumors of medical troubles every once in a while, Shiraishi soon understood what Ogino's father wanted to do.

- Isn't this a longer and more expensive medical trouble!