"Ne, Uncle Maori, that secretary must have been interrogated, right?"

Conan suddenly came back to his senses and raised his head to Uncle Maori and asked.

"Yes." Uncle Maori nodded, "It's just that he didn't admit anything, of course, when the police investigated the scene, they had already discovered Mr. Hirata's motive for committing the crime." ”

"Oh? What did the police uncles find at the scene? Conan's groggy mind suddenly cleared up a little.

Wang Changsheng also came with a few interests.

"We found that under the piano of the deceased, there was a secret door, which was hidden so deep that it would have been easy to ignore if it weren't for the careful attention of the Dusk police officers." Uncle Maori frowned.

"There's a secret door under the piano?!" Conan suddenly thought of too many possibilities.

"Hmm." Uncle Maori's face didn't look very good, he still had a cigarette in his hand, nodded, and put it back in his mouth.

The people sitting next to him were not strangers, and the news was not a secret, so there was no need for him to hide it.

"What's in there?" Conan asked.

Uncle Maori didn't answer immediately, but was silent for a moment, and finally sighed: "Drugs, a lot of drugs." ”

"Nani?!" Conan was amazed.

Xiaolan on the side also looked at her father blankly.

"That'...... Combined with what the police uncle said, Hideo Kawashima and the secretary came to the public hall in the middle of the night to gather in order to hide drugs, right? Conan immediately thought of this.

Uncle Maori nodded noncommittally: "That's right. ”

"Now that there is evidence of the crime, no matter how careful they are, they will always leave some fingerprints or other traces, right? It's come to this point, and the secretary still won't admit it? Conan frowned.

At this time, a police officer walked aside.

"Maori detectives." The officer greeted the Māori detective respectfully.

"What's new?" Uncle Maori asked, turning his head.

"Yes." The officer bowed slightly, "The suspect, Kazuaki Hirata, has already admitted what he did. ”

"The suspect had been making improper transactions with the deceased a long time ago, and the piano was specially used by them to store stolen money and stolen goods, and every time they needed to trade, they would go there to make transactions."

The young man didn't hide anything, but told everything he knew.

After all, he had been instructed by Officer Twilight to tell the Maori detectives about the situation.

"That, big brother of the police, did the secretary admit that he killed Hideo Kawashima?" At this time, Conan suddenly asked.

"Nope." The officer shook his head, "Although he confessed to selling contraband with the deceased, he flatly denied that he killed the deceased." ”

"Hmph, what's the use of not admitting it?" Uncle Maori snorted coldly, "The contraband has been found, and he also admits that he did it with the deceased, isn't the situation already clear?" They must have made these things out of their uneven spoils! He definitely killed people! ”

Uncle Maori resolutely expressed his long-standing opinion after hearing the police officer say that Kazuaki Hirata had admitted that he was selling drugs with the deceased.

Conan didn't pay attention to Uncle Maori's inexplicable confidence, but asked again: "Regarding the handprint on the beach, have you found any results?" What is Kazuaki Hirata's attitude towards those mudras? ”

Speaking of this, the officer's expression suddenly became a little confused.

He shook his head: "No, those handprints are very strange, there are no fingerprints on them, although they are very close to the palm of a person, but after identification, it is definitely not a human palm, we guess it may be some simulated human hand." ”

"As for the suspect, he said he had no knowledge of it."

Hearing the policeman say this, Conan suddenly fell silent again, and his heart was half cold.

The criminal police didn't have anything to do with the handprints on the beach, and nothing was found.

It seems that the murderer who did all this is really not simple.

"Damn, there are so many traces, there should always be flaws, how can nothing be found?" Conan felt like his heart was clogged.

According to common sense, if a suspect chooses to use his hands and feet in order to erase a trace, then he will definitely leave more traces.

But this point seems to be ineffective here, and it doesn't work at all.

"Damn, is there really a ghost at work?"

Conan had just been born with this idea in his head, and he sneered and threw it away.

"It's impossible!"

There seemed to be a spark flickering in his eyes.

It seems that the murderer's methods are so clever that he is competitive.

The police officer hurried away after explaining the situation to Uncle Maori, they were not manpowered, but there were many things going on, and he needed to hurry back to help.

After he left, Narumi Asai also finished taking notes and walked out.

"Dr. Asai, did you come out like this? How's that, okay? ”

The moment he saw Asai Narumi, Uncle Maori immediately took the cigarette in his mouth, stuffed it into his pocket, and then greeted Asai Narumi with a smile.

Wang Changsheng also looked over.

"Thank you to the Maori detectives for their concern, I have nothing to do, but I was a little dizzy when I made the transcript, so I asked the officers to go back and wash their faces first, and then come back to cooperate with them in their investigation when they clean up." Asai Narumi looked a little weak, and a somewhat shy smile rose at the corner of his mouth, which directly stunned Uncle Maori.

"No, it's uncomfortable?" Uncle Maori hurriedly offered his courtesy, "Then you still have to go back and rest again, do you need me to send you back?" ”

"No need." Asai Narumi politely refused, "I'll just go back by myself, so I won't bother the detective." ”

"This ...... All right. Uncle Maori looked a little regretful, "Then you have to be careful on the road, and if you have anything, you can call the police directly, the police are here now." ”

Looking at the eager and attentive Uncle Maori, Wang Changsheng, who was sitting, couldn't help but glance at him with a little disgust.

"It's all dead every day, it's useless, no wonder Xiaolan's mother doesn't want you."

"Thank you for your concern." Asai thanked him again, then raised his eyes and looked at the clock hanging on the wall as usual, as if he just wanted to take a look at what time it was.

"Then I'll take my leave." Asai Narumi saluted Uncle Maori several times and strode out of the office.

"Huh?" Looking at the back of Asai Narumi leaving, Conan couldn't help but be a little puzzled, "Didn't Dr. Asai say she wasn't feeling well?" How can you still go so fast? ”

"You care so wide, people are just uncomfortable and want to go back quickly, of course it's normal to walk faster!" Uncle Maori glared at Conan.

After scolding Conan, Uncle Maori's mood also improved a lot.

When this mood is good, people are prone to start thinking cranky.

"But now that the murderer has been caught, the case is expected to be solved soon, I wonder if this incident will make me on the news again?"

"......" looked up at Uncle Maori with a smug face, and Conan twitched the corners of his mouth, "Will this secretary really be a murderer?" ”

He cleared his throat and asked another question, "Did Officer Twilight give any explanation about the score?" ”

"Sheet music?" Uncle Maori was immersed in the dream of being able to see himself on TV after he went back, when he suddenly heard Conan's question, and subconsciously shook his head, "Not ...... yet"

As soon as the words came out, he reacted, and glared at Conan with some dissatisfaction: "The music score thing must have also been done by Kazuaki Hirata, I just need to let the police interrogate and interrogate again, I believe the result will be available soon." ”

Just listening to his answer, Conan relied on Xiaolan by his side, as long as he didn't say anything too deadly, Xiaolan would definitely not let Uncle Maori beat him.

So Conan had a debate with Uncle Maori about the sheet music and the handprints on the beach.

In fact, there is no clear debate between the two sides.

But I just want you to question and refute me sentence by sentence.

It is similar to the usual state of Wang Changsheng and Xiao Ke.

"......" Wang Changsheng glanced at the two helplessly, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Since Xiaolan looked at him apologetically, Wang Changsheng smiled at her: "Uncle Maori and Brother Conan's relationship seems to be very good, just like father and son." ”

: You choked two people with a single sentence

: You have gained a special skill - the art of speaking!

: Negative points from Conan Edogawa +1000

: +1000 negative points from Kogoro Maori

: Your words and deeds have a certain weight, and your words are more likely to be convincing, and it is easier for the other party to have negative emotions.

"Huh? The art of speaking? Pretty good skills. After glancing at the introduction of the system, Wang Changsheng was quite satisfied with this reward.

At this time, he slowly stood up: "Uncle Maori, I'll go to the bathroom, and you continue to cultivate feelings." ”

: +1000 negative points from Kogoro Maori

: Negative points from Conan Edogawa +1000

Wang Changsheng dropped these words, and got up and left their side.

The two of them unsurprisingly gave him another 2000 negative points.

After all, the transcripts have been completed, and Wang Changsheng probably knows the structure of the village office.

He swooped to the toilet and then into the cubicle.

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Broadcast room.

Narumi Asai, who said goodbye to Uncle Maori, appeared here.

"How's the village chief, how's it going?"

His voice was soft, as if it was about to turn into a soft kitten, tugging at people's heartstrings.

In front of Asai Narumi, Kuroiwa Tatsuji was lying comfortably on a recliner, receiving a massage from Asai Narumi.

"With you pressing it for me, I feel much better, and my spirit is not so tense." Kuroiwa Tatsuji said in a voice that was very enjoyable, "It's worthy of Dr. Asai, your massage technique is very good." ”

"Thanks for the compliment." The corners of Asai Narumi's mouth had a gentle smile, his eyes lowered, and he looked at the person under him with closed eyes, "It's an honor to be able to help the village chief, village elder, you usually work hard for the benefit of the villagers on the island." ”

"Well, who's to say it's not? But whoever made me the village chief always have to do more for everyone. Kuroiwa Tatsuji's praise for Asai Narumi seemed to be very useful, and the smile on his face was even worse.

"I saw that you had a headache just now, and I wanted to take you here to give you a massage, but the village elder said 'coincidence' at the time, did you also make an appointment with someone else to meet here? It's really hard, something like this happened on the island, and you're still so busy. ”

Asai Narumi's trickling sound like a fine spring came into Kuroiwa Chenji's ears, which was originally a word of relief, but it made the man who was enjoying it suddenly restrain the smile on the corner of his mouth.

His expression looked much more indifferent, and his face became stiff: "It's an appointment, but this matter has nothing to do with you." ”

His meaning is very clear, that is, let Asai Narumi not continue to ask more questions.

Asai Narumi also immediately understood, and laughed a little apologetically: "I'm really sorry, I suddenly thought of this, so I asked as a casual chatter, I think what you do is some business, and it's normal to be inconvenient to talk more." ”

He didn't seem to intend to delve further into this topic, but shifted his direction slightly, and said softly: "The next posture is not convenient here, please go over there and lie down, the station used for broadcasting is just right." ”

Hearing this, Kuroyan Chenji bowed his head lightly and stood up.

The massage that Asai Narumi just gave him on his head did relieve his headache a lot, and it was really comfortable.

So although Asai Narumi's question just now made him a little disappointed, after all, it was just an unintentional mistake, and he was very generous, so he didn't dwell too much.

Instead, he walked in the direction of Asai Narumi's finger towards the radio station.

"It's a bit of a panic." After Hei Yanchen lay down, he always felt very comfortable.

"It's just uncomfortable." Asai Narumi's voice sounded behind him, and his tone sounded calm.

"Oh? Is there any particular reason for this? Kuroiwa also thought that the function keys on these radio stations were on top of some of his acupuncture points, which could help him promote qi and blood, so as to make the massage more effective.

"Yes, you'll know right away, what I'm going to do next, but it's very useful to you, basically all of a sudden, you don't feel anything." Asai Narumi, with a slight smile in his voice.

"Really? So amazing? Could it be that Dr. Asai is a special technique that you learned from the big city? Kuroyan Chenji, who was lying on his stomach, was a little surprised and a little expectant, "Then please." ”

"Hee-hee, it's a very special technique, but I've been learning it for a long time."

Behind Kuroiwa Tatsuji, Asai Narumi pulled out a bright knife out of nowhere.

The blade reflected a bright, cold light in the light of the broadcast room.

But the corners of Asai Narumi's mouth were full of smiles.