"How could it be you? You turned out to be a murderer? ”

Uncle Maori was a little incredulous.

It's hard to imagine that a guy who looks so weak has the courage to kill someone.

"It's really unseemly." Uncle Maori was amazed.

And Hirata Kazuaki shook his head again and again, not admitting that he had killed someone: "It's really not the person I killed, it's not me!" ”

"Hmph, whether you killed it or not is not something that you can deny with just one mouth." Uncle Maori sneered.

Suddenly, there was a slightly old voice from the piano room.

"Hello? Who are you? What are you doing over there! ”

The voice seemed to be the old policeman who had stayed here.

"It's us! We've caught the murderer! Uncle Maori also raised his voice.

After responding, he muttered: "This old man, do you know what you are doing?" If you can't say anything at the scene of the crime, you can't see it, if it's true, you'll make trouble......"

"What if it's intentional." Conan nodded as well, muttering in an undetectable voice.

"What do you say?" Wang Changsheng, who was beside Conan, came over.

"Nothing." Conan shook his head and didn't answer.

Wang Changsheng glanced at him, then shrugged his shoulders.

Now that the old policeman had returned, Uncle Maori took the guy he had identified as the murderer around and returned to the main entrance of the public hall.

"Uncle policeman, detain him, just now he sneaked into here, and ran away after seeing us, I seriously suspect that he is the murderer." Uncle Maori pressed Kazuaki Hirata in front of the old policeman.

"Huh? Is he the murderer? The old policeman was also stunned when he saw the village chief's secretary.

"It's not me, it's not me!" Kazuaki Hirata felt like his head was about to shake into a rattle, but no one paid attention to him.

The old policeman took out his handcuffs and handcuffed him.

After making sure he didn't break free, he sat down again.

I haven't finished the rice balls on the cloth yet, after all, Dr. Asai made them, so I can't waste them.

Thinking like this, Uncle Maori began to eat with a snort.

While eating, he also stared at Hirata Kazuaki with his rather wise eyes.

"Mr. Secretary, aren't you going to tell us how you killed Hideo Kawashima and how you made the beach outside look like that?" Uncle Maori took the opportunity to ask his doubts.

"Let's chirp"

Wuhu~

Unexpectedly, it only took such a long time for the whole case to make a breakthrough.

"Am I too good?"

Uncle Maori was happy in his heart, and Asai Narumi was obviously preparing salty rice balls, but when he tasted it, there seemed to be a trace of sweetness flowing out of his mouth.

"Delicious, delicious!"

Let's chirp, chirp~

That Hirata Kazuaki seemed to be frightened by Uncle Maori's momentum.

No matter what others asked him, he mechanically shook his head and denied it three times: "It's not me, it's not me, I'm not a murderer, I'm not a murderer!" ”

"You don't have to be reckless, what's the point of continuing to quibble now? You have been caught by me, there is no way to escape your guilt, it is better to confess everything you have done, remember, confess leniently, resist strictly! ”

Uncle Maori ate the last half of the rice ball in one bite, stared sharply at Kazuaki Hirata, and persuaded him to admit it quickly, and he could also get the advantage of turning himself in.

"I'm telling you, I'm a well-known detective, so I think you'd hurry up, if it weren't for you, how could you sneak out of the piano room to spy on us at this time? You must have been in too much of a hurry when you killed someone, accidentally left some evidence, and you were worried that we would find out, so you thought about secretly taking advantage of the night to get it back, right? ”

Uncle Maori's expression was slightly interesting, but after all, Asai Narumi was still here, so he was still very restrained and didn't stick out his tongue and laughed.

"No, it's not...... I didn't kill anyone......"

Hearing that Hirata Kazuaki was still saying these two words over and over again, Uncle Maori pursed his lips disdainfully.

"Okay, since you don't want to admit to surrendering, then wait until the criminal police come over in the morning and find out all this, but then you can't reduce the sentence, hmph, I'm helping you don't know!"

Uncle Maori turned his head and didn't plan to deal with this anymore, as if he was caught by them, and as a result, he directly gave it to the frightened guy.

Seeing that Uncle Maori no longer spoke, but grabbed another rice ball and began to taste it, Wang Changsheng glanced at Conan.

He knew that this guy was not the murderer, but Uncle Maori seemed to identify him.

Of course, this is also a normal thing.

After all, if Uncle Maori can easily solve a case, then what's the use of Conan?

Look at Conan's solemn expression.

Wang Changsheng knew that this guy probably didn't agree with Uncle Maori's opinion.

Look at his small eyes, which are constantly scanning Kazuaki Hirata, with a suspicious expression on his face.

He instinctively thought that the murderer was not the village chief's secretary.

There are too many inconsistencies.

But there's nothing wrong with what Uncle Maori said.

If he is not the murderer, and is really as he said, he has nothing to do with this case, why is he sneaking out of the window to peek at them during this sensitive period?

If it weren't for Dr. Asai talking about windows, they would have discovered each other.

Otherwise, it's dark outside, and you may not be able to detect his existence without the other party being exposed.

"But then again, if this Ping Tian and Ming are murderers, then why is he so frightened when he sees the corpse?"

Conan remembers the sight of the guy going crazy and talking nonsense outside the piano room.

The fear he showed when he saw Hideo Kawashima die on this piano should not have been fake.

This real reaction directly shows that Kazuaki Hirata should not be the murderer who proved the deceased.

But he was already so scared when he saw the body, why did he dare to appear at the scene of the crime at this time?

Obviously, when he was caught in this room by Uncle Maori, the trembling of his body was almost visible to the naked eye.

Kazuaki Hirata must have something wrong with that, Conan is sure of that.

If there were no ghosts in my heart, I wouldn't have waited for the dead to come here in the middle of the night.

But what exactly is the problem......

What is the relevance of this question to this case?

For the first time, Conan was a bit of a headache by a case.

Everything happened so fast.

He had been on the road all day since he got off the boat.

Constant investigation.

I'm constantly thinking.

After the accident, the scene of the crime was so strange that it made people feel suspicious.

His clever head was hammered one after another......

All day passed, and he couldn't remember how many beatings he had received.

Conan only felt as if his mind was filled with a pile of paste, swaying and affecting his judgment.

In the end, he could only come to one conclusion.

Hirata Kazuaki is eccentric, but it shouldn't be the murderer, but it's just related to this case to some extent.

Thinking of this, Conan took a deep breath, rubbed his head, and then looked at the old policeman: "Uncle, where did you go just now?" ”

"What?" The old policeman didn't expect Conan to suddenly ask him this question, he was stunned at first, and then smiled embarrassedly, "I went to the bathroom just now, and then I heard someone shouting, I thought something was wrong, and I hurriedly rushed over." ”

"Oh, I see." Conan nodded, then asked, "I wonder what you think of this gentleman, Uncle Policeman?" Do you think he could be a murderer? Is he usually bold? ”

"Uh......" Conan's series of questions made the old policeman stunned, and then replied one by one like a person being interrogated: "I don't know much about him, but if you want to ask me if he is a murderer, I think it should be unlikely, because he is indeed not very bold, and he is also a little cowardly, not like a person who can kill." ”

The old officer shook his head honestly.

However, Uncle Maori did not agree with his words.

Eating his last rice ball, Uncle Maori retorted: "His usual performance can be pretended, he is cowardly and honest in front of outsiders, but he can't tell how dark he is in his heart, otherwise how can he kill someone?" ”

Thinking back to the arrogant face of this guy when he kicked them out today, Uncle Maori didn't feel how weak his character was.

Besides, there is still the village chief standing behind him, as the village chief's secretary, his usual power should not be small, how can his personality really be as cowardly as he shows?

Uncle Maori swore an oath: "I have seen a lot of murderers, and many of them are like him now, pretending to be impossible to be a murderer, but in fact, this kind of person is the most likely." ”

Uncle Maori spoke eloquently about his opinions.

"I think this secretary should have killed people like this, he first coaxed Hideo Kawashima to the shore outside the piano room, and then out of some interest, he had a dispute with Hideo Kawashima, so that he had the intention to kill, and finally brutally killed him!"

Uncle Maori's expression was very confident: "I also have proof of this!" Today we were supposed to stay in the public hall, but Conan accidentally touched the keys of the piano, and after being found out by this guy, he was furious and kicked us out, and said that it was the opinion of the village chief, but I obviously didn't hear the village chief say anything to us, I guess this guy must have taken advantage of the change of his power and made something unseemly, and wanted to deal with Kawashima to deal with the exchange! ”

Uncle Maori's nonsense made Wang Changsheng's eyes widen.

"Don't say it, don't really say it, Uncle Maori's thinking is actually right!"

The reason why Hirata Kazuaki was so afraid of Conan touching the piano was not because they had hidden something in the piano.

"It's not me! It's not me who killed! ”

Wang Changsheng saw that the village chief's secretary was wailing again, and couldn't help but interrupt a little speechlessly: "This uncle, since you said that it wasn't you, then you should explain why you came here in the middle of the night?" If you can't say something useful, then I'd suggest just tape your mouth upside down, otherwise what if you affect Uncle Maori's thinking? ”

Wang Changsheng didn't plan to let Conan and Uncle Maori find out about drug trafficking in the gang led by the village chief now.

Otherwise, if it opens up new ideas for Conan, I'm afraid it will only get out of control.

He came to help Asai Chengshi kill people, and by the way, he fished out a few evil ghosts as power banks.

In case Conan discovers the drugs hidden by Hirata and Akira and Kuroiwa Tatsuji at this time, combined with the murder notice that he has already seen, I am afraid that the idea of killing in the middle will suddenly become clear.

Wang Changsheng didn't want to bring any help to Conan.

"What the little brother of Changsheng said makes sense, anyway, this person can't ask anything, so just block his mouth." Uncle Maori smiled slightly when he heard Wang Changsheng say this.

Then he got up and looked for the tape.

Wang Changsheng raised his hand and signaled that he didn't need to run: "Uncle Maori, I have it here, give it to you." ”

As soon as he took it from Lingyu Xinlong's backpack, a roll of tape appeared in his hand, and then Wang Changsheng handed it to Uncle Maori.

[News]: Negative points from Kazuaki Hirata +200

"Yoh?" Wang Changsheng didn't expect that such a marginal character could bring him 200 negative points.

Suddenly he was interested.

"Uncle Maori, let's get him to his mouth with duct tape, or if any of his accomplices also run over and hear his voice, or use some secret code between them that we don't know, and cause the clues to run away under our noses, it will not be a very detrimental thing to your reputation?"

"Makes sense!" Uncle Maori nodded, then took the roll of tape in his hand and pulled it off, "It's worthy of being an immortal little brother, or is it thoughtful." ”

Watching Uncle Maori "smirk" and walk towards him step by step, Hirata Kazuaki kept kicking his legs, trying to lean back.

However, he was already in the corner, with his back against the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

"Oops, sorry, it's a bit crooked." Uncle Maori put the tape on Kazuaki Hirata's mouth, but suddenly it seemed that his hand was shaking, and he used too much force, and he directly stuck it in half.

"Strange ......"

Uncle Maori muttered.

Then......

"Shhh

Tear the tape off.

"Ahh

Stick it again.

"Mmmm......mmmm

[News]: Negative points +500 from Kazuaki Hirata

"It's finally quiet."

After dealing with Kazuaki Hirata, Uncle Maori walked back.

At this time, the old policeman on the side was also a little dumbfounded when he looked at Uncle Maori's fierce operation.

Seeing Uncle Maori looking at him, the old policeman suddenly had a stirring in his head, and stumbled and said, "I remembered another thing......