After receiving the letter of entrustment from Nakamura Sada, on the way here, Mori Kogoro has been arguing with his daughter about whether the client is a man or a woman.

Because of the words in the letter and the faint aroma on the letter, Mori Kogoro always believed that this was a lonely and talented woman in her early twenties.

It wasn't until he glanced into the villa window just now that his dream ...... Shattered.

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

Kogoro Mori stared at the attic window for too long, and his expression was very indescribable, and Conan, who got out of the car, glanced at him and looked over there, only to see a closed window.

Maori Kogoro sighed haggardly: "Xiaolan is right, the client is really a man, or the guy I met in the mud temple before......"

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly remembered something, slapped his fist in his palm, and his spirit instantly shook again: "However, the letter may have been written by the beautiful young lady who traveled with him before!" ”

"Yamaniji Temple" and "Pretty Lady Together", Conan knew in an instant who Mori Kogoro was referring to. His expression became solemn.

In the eyes of Mori Kogoro and Mori Ran, the mute is just a reporter who is good at reasoning, and the biggest stain is that he doesn't take notes and slips away in advance...... But from Conan's point of view, he is a completely dangerous person.

On the night the old monk died, the dumb man appeared outside the door of the old monk's room, and he couldn't help but stun the innocent child. In the subsequent counterfeit money gang case, he was highly suspicious of the gunman who was hiding on the roof of the building and sniping.

How could such a person take the initiative to ask a detective to come to his house to help solve the case?

Or is this not his house at all, he just occupies the house?

In the letter sent by Nakamura Sada, it was indeed mentioned that she felt that someone was peeping around the house - yes, "she", for some reason, Conan was convinced that the person who sent the letter was a woman.

Seeing that Mori Kogoro and Mori Lan had already walked towards the villa, Conan hurriedly followed, and at the same time secretly opened the anesthesia watch.

He began to conceive of his next move.

If the dumb man is really occupying the magpie's nest, then the fact that the three of them came to the villa should be an accident for him, and he will definitely not open the door easily.

In that case, even if it is a false alarm, you must call the police as soon as possible as Shinichi Kokdo to rescue Nakamura, who may have suffered an accident.

Once the mute who illegally broke into the house and kidnapped others was caught on the spot, he didn't have to painstakingly look for evidence of his crime.

And if it is the former - it is the mute himself, or his relatives and friends...... Until you find tangible evidence, it's best not to start.

Under Conan's gaze, the doorbell rang for a while.

Just as he looked down at the address on the letter, ready to memorize it and repeat it to the police later, the lock clicked and the door was opened from the inside.

"Haha, long time no see, it's really you!" Mori Kogoro glanced at Shiraishi through the crack in the door, and then crossed him sideways with anticipation, looking into the room:

"Leave the puzzle to me, Mori Kogoro! Don't look at my detective agency's reputation, but I've solved several unsolved cases! ”

"...... "No matter how loud you shout, only I can hear it in the house."

Shiraishi was speechless for a moment, and made a polite gesture: the puzzle is solved, and there is no need for help.

Conan reads his sign language, but refuses to translate honestly.

He looked at Shiraishi's waist and pockets, not like he had hidden a gun, so he secretly flipped through the anesthetic watch, and decided to fire it as soon as he saw Shiraishi's hand stretched out behind his back, dragging the kind of unbeaten child's voice:

"Uncle, the last time I saw you holding a sniper rifle and aiming at someone else...... You're not going to be a bad person, are you? ”

"Sniper rifles!?" Maori Kogoro was stunned.

Shiraishi glanced down at Conan and picked up the phone in his hand.

He first turned off the signal and Internet of his mobile phone to prevent news of the black-clothed organization from coming suddenly, and then he clicked on the memo, typed a few words, and turned the screen to show Maori Kogoro and Maoriran.

"It's a telephoto camera...... "Maori Kogoro's vigilance turned speechless, and he hammered his fist into Conan's skull, "The little kid really doesn't know, don't see the long black cylinder, you think it's a gun!" ”

When Conan was dizzy, Mori Kogoro snorted and withdrew his hand, and instead stretched out towards Shiraishi in a posture of wanting to shake hands.

Shiraishi glanced down and politely took off his gloves and shook him.

Maori Kogoro peeked at it, and saw that there was not even a gun cocoon on that hand, not even a pen cocoon, it was smooth like the hand of an otaku or a rich young master...... Conan, this kid is really talking nonsense.

Conan clutched his head and slowly eased up.

He also knew that the sniper rifle was unfounded, but fortunately, he had other evidence.

Conan pulled out the envelope and handed it to Kogoro Mori. Although this uncle has been in a state of confusion for a long time, he will occasionally be wise, as long as the guidance is sufficient......

Conan dragged the child's voice and pointed to the back of the stamp: "But there is a lipstick mark here, it must have been accidentally touched when the stamp was wet, uncle......" He turned his head to look at Shiraishi, pushed his glasses, and showed a sharp smile, "Do you have a habit of wearing lipstick?" ”

...... "Why would anyone smudge stamps with saliva...... Shiraishi felt uncomfortable when he thought of the Poké Ball in his pocket.

He silently deleted the text just now and re-typed it on his mobile phone: [The letter was sent by my sister]

"I see." Mori Kogoro thought of Momiji, but he couldn't remember Momiji's name clearly, and he couldn't even remember if anyone had told him the name - there were so many beautiful women he had flirted.

However, he did remember that Shiraishi and Momiji ran away without making a note, which was a bit suspicious......

"After all, Miss Nakamura invited me over, why don't you let her come out and talk to me?" Maori Kogoro was cheeky and didn't leave, he had to meet the person who wrote the letter.

[She's out shopping, and it will probably take an hour or two to come back] Shiraishi is now proficient in using the Nine Square Grid, [If you don't mind waiting, then come in and sit down]

"Ahaha, thank you so much!" Seeing that he agreed so happily, Maori Kogoro breathed a sigh of relief, he must have been with Conan, a hairy boy, for a long time, and he also contracted the bad problem of being suspicious.

Shiraishi watched the three of them walk into the living room, not too surprised by this result.

As he closed the door, he looked down at the light screen, and under the blood bar of the main body, there was a red "anesthetic" buff hanging, and there were more than ten minutes left.

When the time is up, he will be able to return to his body with confidence.

It's boring to wait alone in a country villa for the evening, and there is no smartphone to play with.

It just so happens that there is a tool man sent to the door, and there are poker and board games in the room, and when the body wakes up, it is good to pull the Maori father and daughter to play a few rounds of poker......

Under the questioning of the two detectives and the curious eyes of Mao Lilan, Shiraishi introduced a little bit of the past in a picky manner.

Of course, he completely hid the matter of the thieves and did not give a way to solve the puzzle.

Although Shiraishi said that he didn't need their help to solve the puzzle, there were many kinds of crafts in this villa, and the three of them did it for a while, and then they couldn't stop but start to visit everywhere.

Conan walked around the first floor and found that all but one bedroom door was locked.

He put his ear to the door and listened for a while, but he didn't hear any movement, so he could only remember the location of the room first.

Then he took advantage of Baishi's lack of attention and went to the second floor.

He remembered that Mori Kogoro was at the window of the building when he got out of the car—since the mute had just left there, there was probably a clue hidden in that room.

Shiraishi leaned against the door, glanced at Conan's sneaky back, and then looked in the room, the Maori father and daughter, who were full of praise for the clock on the wall, and silently took out a tube of anesthetic needle.

Conan's habit of being on his own is commendable.

……

Conan didn't know if the puzzle in the villa had really been solved, but now he was more worried about the original owner in the room than solving the puzzle.