I've seen Sachiko Katsuragi, the son and girlfriend of Mrs. Tatsumura, no matter what you think, this upright and young girl shouldn't be the kind of person who misbehaves and tries to covet the Tatsumura family's property.

But it's hard to say everything, you don't know your heart, so you won't starve to death in the profession of private detective in Japan.

Ogata and Mori Kogoro followed Mrs. Tatsumura to her husband's study.

"Gongjiang, you're back. Who are these people? A very old man who looked a little strange walked down the stairs with a smile and bumped into Mrs. Tatsumura of Wei, and then looked at Maori and the others behind her with some puzzled eyes.

After all, so many people came at once, and whoever it was, they would ask about it.

"Dad, these are the friends I invited to our house." Mrs. Tamura said politely to the old man.

And others, including Ogata, also learned about the identity of this old man through her title. He should be the father of the diplomat Tatsumura, the father-in-law of this lady. He is said to be a professor at Shangyuan University, and once had a very high social status.

"Gongjiang, this is the fish I just drew, how about it?" The old man smiled and unfolded his hand, a picture scroll with rich brushwork.

Mrs. Tatsumura obviously saw a lot of things, but she didn't pay much attention to it, and when Ogata saw it, she felt that the old man's painting was still relatively good, although he was not an expert, but he knew that ink painting wanted to outline the complex textures of the fish, and it was also a delicate technical work.

Mrs. Tatsumura nodded and complimented, "Very good, Dad." By the way, did you just go looking for a move? ”

The movement in her mouth is the current senior official of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Da Cun Dong, who is also the master of this family.

"Well, but the door to the study is locked, and I didn't go in." The old man explained.

"Cousin." When Ogata was paying attention to the old man and Mrs. Tatsumura, he seemed to have a strange expression on his face, and heard Xiaolan next to him speak.

Ogata looked away and saw that Xiaolan was a little nervous and said, "Conan, are you really okay?" ”

Hearing this, Ogata lowered his head and saw Conan, who was about to follow him, with a red face and beads of sweat on his forehead. Obviously, the symptoms of the cold are more severe, and it has something to do with the glass of liquor that Hattori Heiji gave him to drink.

After he approached Conan, he lowered his body and reached out to touch the imp's forehead, feeling some heat from the normal body temperature in his palm: "Conan, I should have reacted to alcohol." ”

"It's okay, Brother Ogata, Sister Xiaolan" Conan gritted his teeth, endured the discomfort of his body, and said with a smile.

Ran looked at Ogata inquiringly, waiting for him to speak.

"If Uncle Maori hadn't had a long meeting with that diplomat, Conan would have been fine." Ogata said slowly.

Because after drinking liquor, the body surface will produce high temperatures, which is a completely normal phenomenon. Especially when Conan is a child, his body is exposed to such a thing as liquor for the first time, and the absorption of alcohol has not yet reached the acceptance level of adults. So as long as you take it easy, create enough calories to sweat away, and wave the alcohol in your body, you'll be fine.

"Dad, I'll take the guests to see the move, you go to the living room and wait for me first." Mrs. Tamura smiled slightly, not as strict as she had just been with her juniors, and said to her husband's father respectfully.

"Well, I see, Gongjiang." The old man nodded obediently, then took his beloved painting and walked in the direction of the living room.

Reach the second floor, long hallway.

Under the guidance of Mrs. Tamura, a group of people finally came to the door of the diplomat Tamura's study.

Just as the old man said, the wooden door of his study was locked, and the strange thing was that there was a very loud symphony from inside, which could be clearly heard even through a door.

Symphony? Ogata's eyes showed a touch of surprise, because judging from the decoration of the entire Tatsumura house, the owner should be more inclined to traditional arts, and his taste should be more classical music and light music.

And there is no reason to put it so loudly at all.

Mrs. Tatsumura took out the key, slowly twisted the wooden doorknob, and gently pushed open the door of the study, and she walked in naturally, followed by Mori Kogoro, followed by Ogata and the others.

As imagined, it is a world with many books, almost densely packed on the shelves.

A machine with a symphony playing is working, and at the desk, a burly man with his arm on the side of his face seems to be sleeping with his eyes closed.

In front of him was a stack of books, neatly arranged.

As soon as he entered the room, Ogata smelled a very strong anger, which was more terrifying than Mrs. Tatsumura and the family he had seen.

"Husband, why are you sleeping here?" Mrs. Tatsumura, since she was the host, walked around and came to her husband, and tried to wake him up, for there were guests waiting for him.

Just when the symphony was in everyone's ears, reaching the ** part, the fierce and tactful moment, the diplomat Tamura who was originally supporting his chin with his arms and sitting there sleeping suddenly lost the support of his body, and when Mrs. Tatsumura shook him, the whole person fell down softly.

Poof!

Tatsumura's face lost its support point and landed directly on the surface of the desk, suddenly making a heavy sound.

"Husband!" Mrs. Tatsumura screamed, and saw Tatsumura moving, completely unconscious and slumped motionless in front of her.

Everyone's attention returned to the fat diplomat, and Mori Kogoro's face changed, and it was easy to think of something. And Hattori Heiji rushed over all at once.

Ogata blinked his eyebrows as he slowly walked to the desk, the man who had clearly met with misfortune.

"Mr. Tatsumura has been" Hattori Heiji poked his fingers into Tamura's nostrils to see if there was any chance of survival, just as he was about to say the fact that he was dead.

An extremely calm voice sounded beside him.

"He's dead, it's going to be a crime scene, and he's no longer a diplomat, he's a corpse I'm going to examine." Ogata walked over to Hattori's side and spoke slowly.

Hattori Heiji was stunned and looked at Ogata, this man, with a qiē in front of him

"Mr. Forensic Doctor, you still can't avoid such a coincidence." Heiji Hattori has a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes are fixed on Ogata.

Ogata knew that he was referring to the fact that as a forensic doctor, he could not escape from him after all in the presence of a corpse, showing the process of forensic reasoning.

And he was so anxious to see his own inferences. The mentality is obvious, that is, when he can't compare face-to-face with Kudo Shinichi, he wants to use Guò's detective ability to win the forensic doctor.

What was in his mouth as a 'coincidence' has changed its taste.

It's more like a competition, a challenge that doesn't convince you!

It's hard for Heiji Hattori to believe that a profession like forensic medicine would be more efficient than a detective. Originally, he thought that he would not have the opportunity to see the corpse of Ogata Tsuguò to deduce the case, but when it was determined that Tatsumura had died, he was actually a little inexplicably excited in his heart.

As long as he wins, he can go back to Osaka, said to his father. You give a very high rating of forensic medicine, but that's it.

"Hattori, the dead are the greatest."

Ogata glanced at Tatsumura's lifeless corpse crawling on the desk, and said lightly.

Maybe he was young, he had hard work, he had a thirst and persistence for victory, but he was used to seeing dead people and those miserable people, and Ogata felt that what he was doing was not to be better than others.

It is to liberate the deceased, in their own power.

Hattori Heiji looked at Ogata, heard an inexplicable sentence, and disagreed: "Forensic doctor, let me see before Kudo Shinichi, what kind of convincing ability Yusuke Ogata has." ”

He clenched his fists, beaming with confidence, his eyes falling on the man with a challenging look. Heiji Hattori believes that there is no one in this world who is always at peace and does not care.

Ogata shook his head and ignored him. (To be continued...!)

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