When Takase Fumito saw Maori Kogoro's behavior, his eyes were full of contempt:

"I am this great detective, who can turn right into wrong with his eloquent tongue."

"As expected, there is still a lot of thunder but little rain."

On the thickness of the skin...

Kogoro Mori is second only to Makoto Sakaki.

Takase Fumito's ridicule did not cause him any harm at all.

He just didn't find the evidence.

"Conan..."

Sakaki Makoto asked calmly:

"What day is tomorrow?"

"It's Tuesday."

Conan blinked:

“You ask this…”

A flash of inspiration came to my mind.

he...

Suddenly I realized it!

Suddenly, Conan rushed out of the house and went somewhere unknown.

Amid the bewildered gazes of the crowd, Sakaki Makoto smiled and said:

"Then I will take over Mr. Maori's reasoning."

"Mr. Takase, do you recognize this ball?"

When the document was handed to him, Takase Fumito saw the photo and an uncontrollable anger flashed across his eyes.

But he quickly calmed down:

"Yes, this is the toy my mother bought for me ten years ago."

"Don't you think the pattern on it is familiar?"

"It's a very common toy ball. They're sold everywhere. It's normal to be familiar with them."

Takase Fumito said calmly.

"No."

Miss Miyano took a step forward, her expression cold:

"In the dead man's mouth, there were wounds like those of a goldfish."

"Just buy a similar toy ball and compare it, and you will find that the wound matches the goldfish particles on the toy ball exactly!"

"This is the evidence that you forced the toy ball into the victim's mouth when you committed the crime!"

“Hey, hey, hey…”

Before Megure Jusan and the others could be shocked, they heard Takase Fumito say:

“Toy balls are everywhere.”

"Why would I do that?"

"I'm afraid it's because..."

Sakaki Makoto pushed up his sunglasses:

"When you were little, Takase Hinako treated you the same way."

"The pain of having a toy ball stuck in your mouth should be unforgettable..."