“Sir, it seems you knew this chandelier would cause trouble,” Miss Chris interjected again, speaking in American English.

So you're not going to pretend anymore?

You're the one who forced me to solve the case.

You're the one who's being sarcastic and sarcastic about my investigation.

Just say you want my life, why bother with all this ozone layer stuff?

Fueled by resentment from being constantly suppressed and beaten, Toyama Yoruichi forgot all his fear.

Instead, he smiled at Miss Chris.

"Well, it all started with a friend of mine named Hajime-chan..."

I wonder if Hajime is sneezing right now.

Yoruichi Toyama spent a few minutes introducing everyone to the famous detective's grandson, Hajime Kindaichi, and the two opera house murder cases he encountered.

"In short, because of these two incidents, in which the victims were killed by falling crystal chandeliers, I have become particularly concerned about these large chandeliers after hearing about them."

"And as it turns out, my concerns were justified."

He showed the crowd the half-chain link in his hand.

"The chain suspending the chandelier was broken, which was obviously an accident deliberately caused by someone."

People couldn't help but look up and, sure enough, saw obvious signs of breakage at the remaining chain.

“However, it could also be due to an aging chain…” Naoki Prize-winning author Nanjo raised an objection.

Yoruichi Toyama shook her head.

“The fracture marks caused by metal aging are certainly different from the marks caused by breaking under external force.”

"Moreover, there was a smell of gunpowder on this piece of chain."

"Even though it passed through Mr. Sanping's mouth and my hands, the trace evidence left behind can still be extracted, right?"

As Yoruichi Toyama spoke, she took out a handkerchief, wrapped the broken chain link in it, and put it in her pocket.

Only at the very end did I remember to add: "Including the fluorescent material mentioned above."

"What? You mean..."

The female author should have won for her mystery novel; that was a quick thought.

"Did someone coat the chain with a fluorescent substance that glows in the dark beforehand, and then aim at it and shoot?"

“That’s right, exactly!” Yoruichi Toyama clapped her hands.

"I don't need to tell you how to find the murderer, do I?"

"Since the doors to the hall were still closed after the lights were turned on, the person who fired the shot must still be here, and the gun is on him!"

Such simple reasoning and such obvious evidence made everyone start looking around curiously.

But at the same time, they are wary of others putting anything on them.

Yoruichi Toyama's gaze slowly shifted, and when she saw Kenzo Masuyama, she noticed that his expression showed no worry or fear, only full of confidence.

...

Under the dual threats of "the murderer is among us" and "anyone who touches us is trying to destroy evidence," the people present endured a long 10 minutes.

Finally, the police arrived.

The arriving police officers split into two groups, one of which was led by an unfamiliar face named Yoruichi Toyama.

Ignoring the chaos around them, the group walked straight to the trembling leg of the councilor and presented him with an official document.

"City Councilor Shigehiko Toguchi is being arrested on suspicion of accepting bribes. Please cooperate."

A suppressed murmur rippled through the crowd.

This outspoken councilor was indeed embroiled in controversy due to his reputation for bribery.

But wasn't he just almost murdered?

Why did the police come to arrest him instead?

Watching the police swiftly drag the trembling-legged Tunkou out of the hall, Toyama Yoruichi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is unknown what connection this congressman has with the brewery, the brewery must have a reason for wanting to kill him.

The distillery failed this time. By the time they had all confessed, it was too late to take action.

Are Gin and Vermouth furious?

Yoruichi Toyama made a gesture of looking around, her gaze sweeping over Miss Chris in the crowd.

Yes, this is her true face, because the bluish complexion on that beautiful face cannot be hidden.

Seeing you unhappy makes me happy!

For Yoruichi Toyama, the brewery was secondary; seeing the wicked aunt who had tormented her for so long get her comeuppance was truly satisfying.

Therefore, even when they met another group of police officers, led by Inspector Megure and Inspector Shiratori, they felt particularly close.

Inspector Megure coughed as soon as he saw him.

"Who reported the incident? Why didn't they mention that Mr. Toyama was here as well?"

The implication was that if they had known this guy was there, they should have given this task to Kenchi.

The emcee shuffled over timidly.

“I… Mr. Toyama asked me to report the case…”

Yoruichi Toyama handed over the broken chandelier chain and briefly explained her analysis.

It should be said that it was copied from the original Conan storyline.

However, since I'm good buddies with Conan anyway, it doesn't matter who solves the case, right?

The important thing is, I'm going to help you catch that old guy Pisco.

Inspector Megure, having heard the analysis, had no objections. He waved his hand and ordered his officers to search everyone present.

The man is on one side, and the woman is on the other.

As Yoruichi Toyama was pondering the meaning behind Kenzo Masuyama's confident expression, she was suddenly met with a cold gaze from one of the female guests.

Turning around, I saw Miss Chris walk to the side expressionlessly and whisper something to the translator beside her.

"Miss Chris says this is a violation of human rights! She's going to inform the embassy and formally protest against the Japanese police!"

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