On the second floor, near the stairs, there was a study, and Shiraishi put Conan on the carpet over there, and stuffed a magazine in his arms.

Returning to the room at the end, Shiraishi looked down and saw the fox lying on the ground pretending to be dead.

He approached and poked at the fox cake, and saw it turn over and get up, holding the pen in a meditative motion, and then got up.

He walked to the door, locked the door again, and stood by for a while in the form of a cat, paying attention to the movement on the first floor.

After that, with a few seconds left to anesthetize the buff, Shiraishi disables his form and returns to his main body.

……

Mori Kogoro and Mori Ran were fascinated by the dazzling array of clocks and watches, and when they finished admiring the crafts on the four walls and wanted to express their shock to the owner, they turned around to find that the "owner" was gone.

On closer inspection, Conan was gone.

The nervous father and daughter looked at each other, and when they realized that they didn't know where they were, they shouted a few times, but they didn't hear Conan's reply, and they didn't see the owner of the house come out.

They slowly realized that something was wrong.

At this time, normal people will give priority, and the "missing person" may go to the yard to play, or because of other things, he went out temporarily.

But after all, the Maori father and daughter have experienced strong winds and waves, and the two of them looked at each other again, and they both felt bad in their hearts.

They started from the first floor and searched room to room, and when they reached the bedroom near the staircase, Maoriran tried to push the door as he had just done, but failed to push it.

The door was locked.

"Conan? Are you in there? After Mao Lilan called him, she wanted to call the owner of the house who didn't speak, and she forgot to ask what the other person's name was, but he said that the letter was written by his sister, so he should also be surnamed Nakamura, "Mr. Nakamura?" Anyone? ”

Mori Kogoro heard the movement and also came over and knocked a few times.

As we all know, in this world, locked doors are very dangerous, and there are often all kinds of corpses or victims who are on the verge of death behind the door.

Never getting a response, Maori Kogoro's face slowly became solemn, he asked his daughter to stand farther away, and was about to bang on the door, when he was lucky, the door lock clicked and was opened from the inside.

Maolilan looked at it and froze—she never expected her downstairs neighbor to yawn and stand behind the door as if she hadn't woken up.

The neighbor looked at them blankly for a while, raised his hand to straighten out the messy hair little by little, and wondered, "Why are you here?" ”

"This should be our line!"

Mori Kogoro dragged Shiraishi out of the crack in the door, walked into the room vigilantly, and checked around.

Fortunately, the room was clean and tidy, there were no corpses, and there were no uninvited guests hiding in the house, and the door should have been locked by Shiraishi himself, not some outlaw who slipped in.

Well? Wait a minute.

Speaking of uninvited guests......

Maori Kogoro walked out of the bedroom and looked at Shiraishi, who was definitely not surnamed "Nakamura", plus Maori Lan, and the three of them were stunned for a while.

After a while, he realized that Shiraishi seemed to be the most confused of the three, and Mori Kogoro and Mori Ran began to explain the situation to him.

Baishi listened carefully, pressed his eyebrows solemnly, and explained his experience today very frankly:

"I don't know any self-curling dumb people who love to wear masks. I came here today because my mother's friend asked me to help take care of his daughter.

"But when I came, Miss Nakamura seemed to have already gone out - according to her father, she either didn't go out for a month, and once she did, she would stroll around until dark, and buy enough supplies for a month before returning.

"I knocked on the door and no one answered, so I did what Uncle Nakamura said, and came in and waited after finding the spare key. But after waiting for a while, I suddenly became sleepy, and I didn't feel comfortable sleeping in the living room of the suburban villa - I heard that this would attract passing gangsters to rob the house, so I temporarily occupied the bedroom. ”

After listening to this, Mori Kogoro said clearly: "No wonder...... Miss Nakamura moves so regularly, or lives alone, it is indeed easy to attract thieves, and in her letter, she did say that she felt that someone was peeping around, and she must be a little thief who came to squat.

"This little girl really doesn't pay attention to prevention. Luckily, we came over suddenly and scared the thief away. ”

At this time, remembering the mute who suddenly slipped away, Mori Kogoro finally had some doubts about his identity as a "reporter".

If you think about it carefully, people who take microphones and cameras all year round and rush to the front line of interviews really can't have so clean hands.

The previous record of his evasion from the police station may also be out of the thief's fear of the official?

I just don't know if he's a thief with no technical content, or is it ...... Eyeing the treasures here?

There is such a big thing at home, and the owner of the house is still shopping in his heart.

Mori Kogoro once again recognized the unreliability of contemporary young people, and he said to Shiraishi: "Give her a call and ask her to come back quickly to see what is missing, otherwise she won't know what to fill in when she reports the crime." ”

Shiraishi sighed helplessly: "She doesn't like to use mobile phones, only one landline." ”

"......" Mori Kogoro rolled out his dead fish eyes and sighed.

After a moment's relative silence, Shiraishi said that he wanted to see the letter, and seemed to be interested in the treasure puzzle in the house.

Mori Kogoro originally wanted to say, "Isn't the mystery solved?" Suddenly he remembered that it must have been a dumb man to deceive them, so he didn't refuse anymore and handed the letter over.

When he visited the clock just now, he also tried to find clues, but he had no clue about the puzzle.

The neighbor seems to be very good at reasoning, and the tool man who sent it to the door does not need to be in vain......

When the two exchanged information, Mao Lilan habitually entered the caregiver mode, intending to pour some water for them.

As she counted the cups, she was stunned, feeling as if she had forgotten something.

Frowning and thinking carefully for a moment, Mao Lilan's face turned pale, and he turned his head with a pout: "What about Conan!?" ”

“……！” Maori Kogoro also remembered this stubble.

I started looking for someone again.

This time, they found Conan sleeping with a magazine in his mouth in the study on the second floor.

Maoriran breathed a sigh of relief, put the man in the first-floor bedroom, and then returned to the living room.

After all, this is not their own home, and the owner of the house who allowed them to look around just now has also been confirmed by Shiraishi to be a fake owner. Now, without Conan taking the lead, the two are embarrassed to run around again.

With the letter in hand, Shiraishi walked around the living room and the next room a few times, recalling the old man's words, reading the guide and solving the puzzle perfectly.

I don't know if it was because the case had a natural attraction to the Maori father and daughter, or if they felt it was too unsafe to leave Shiraishi here, and neither of them left.

At noon, after experiencing the fright of a bell, several people microwaved the bento box that Shiraishi had brought over and was originally intended to be used to feed Nakamura.