Uncle Mori was completely bewildered. Who are you? What's with jumping out to save you? Can't you speak properly? My butt still hurts!
The man who came in introduced himself. His name was Hiroshi Nakamoto. He was a classmate of the young man named Takayuki Irie who had poked his head out yesterday. Irie had also been murdered.
"Nakamoto?"
The name immediately caught the attention of the four people. Wasn't this the name of the young man who had argued with Takayuki Irie last night?
Uncle Mori stood up and slammed his hands on the table: "You're the one who killed Mr. Irie!"
At this moment, Uncle Mori exuded a powerful aura and displayed remarkable style.
But things weren't that simple. Hiroshi Nakamoto quickly explained, "No, Detective Mouri, I'm innocent! Although, although I am indeed considered a prime suspect by the police, I didn't go to Irie's room at all last night!"
This is interesting. Even before entering the room, his voice could still be heard. Then, Hiroshi Nakamoto began to tell his story.
According to his story, Takayuki Irie used the recording tape to create the illusion that he was speaking, in order to establish his alibi.
"An alibi?" These are not words that ordinary people need. Uncle Mori was very suspicious of Hiroshi Nakamoto. "What's the purpose?"
Hiroshi Nakamoto swallowed hard, his face serious: "Because of this, I can sneak into the house of my mentor, Professor Izumura, and then I can kill him."
That's shocking! So you really want to kill someone?
Uncle Mori was completely baffled by Hiroshi Nakamoto's actions: "What did you say? Did I hear that right?"
Hiroshi Nakamoto's brows furrowed, his face contorted with rage: "Professor Izumura secretly sold our research findings to a company's research institute. When we exposed him, because Professor Izumura's connections and power were so immense, we ended up being expelled from the university."
This reason is quite normal, but in Guangyou's eyes, although the professor's behavior was excessive, the two students were too young. Since the professor could become a professor, he must be a well-known figure in the field, with power and many people giving him face. How could two students with no background want to stand up to a "highly respected" professor? They were dreaming!
However, since Hiroshi Nakamoto was able to get to Uncle Mori's side, the murder plan naturally failed. Hiroshi Nakamoto said that he went to the professor's house at 10 o'clock to lie in wait, but the professor did not come after an hour, so he gave up. He left at exactly 11 o'clock.
If what he said is true, then according to the police's estimated time of death, there was indeed no time to kill Irie Takayuki.
However, when the police questioned the professor, he said he had stayed in his study all night organizing things and hadn't gone out at all.
The professor's words instantly rendered Nakamoto Hiroshi's reasons a bunch of nonsense.
Hiroshi Nakamoto covered his forehead: "I really don't understand why the professor would give a false statement, because then the police will treat me as the murderer!"
"But why would the police release such an important suspect as you?" Uncle Mori looked at the young man in front of him. No matter what, the police shouldn't release such an important suspect. The fact that Hiroshi Nakamoto was here was suspicious in itself.
"Hey, Inspector Megure and Inspector Takagi, you can come out now," Kōyū called out to the empty doorway.
Suddenly, a dark head appeared outside the previously empty doorway. It was clearly Takagi, with an embarrassed smile on his face.
Having been seen through, Takagi scratched his head and walked in, saying awkwardly, "Um, hello everyone!"
Following behind Takagi was Inspector Megure, whom everyone was very familiar with. At this moment, Inspector Megure was also a little embarrassed: "Yo, good morning, Mouri-kun!"
Uncle Mori crossed his arms and squinted at Takagi and Inspector Megure: "What are you two doing here?"
Inspector Megure sat down and said, "He's a suspect, but he keeps saying he's innocent. We didn't find the tape he mentioned at the scene either. There's another case going on, and I'll have to go check out that scene later. I'll bring him along to ask you, Mori, for help in solving this case."
Inspector Megure's words sounded very nice. He and Takagi had clearly followed him secretly, but he portrayed it as if they were seeking help from Mori Tatsuki.
"Brother Mori, what's this about you passing by the crime scene yesterday?" To ease the awkwardness, Inspector Megure quickly changed the subject.
Uncle Mori was successfully diverted from the topic and recounted what happened yesterday.
After hearing the details of the incident, Inspector Megure suddenly looked at Uncle Mori with disdain: "Speaking of which, you passed by here yesterday and saw what happened, why didn't you stop it beforehand?"
Uncle Mori frowned and retorted, "It's all because yesterday some stinky old man suddenly ran out and stopped me, saying that the two of them are always fighting."
Inspector Megure glanced at his watch, stood up, and said, "I have to go over there for a bit. I'll leave things to you, Mori. I'll come back later if anything comes up. Don't let your reputation as a great detective go to waste! Takagi, you'll stay by Mori's side and lend a hand."
Upon hearing this, how could Uncle Mori refuse? This was no longer an ordinary murder case; it had implicated his reputation as the famous detective Kogoro Mori. He should have intervened yesterday; perhaps if he had, the murder would not have happened.
Thinking of this, Uncle Mori gritted his teeth: "That wretched old man."
Hiroshi Nakamoto said, "I think the tape might have been taken by the murderer! Please, Detective Kogoro Mouri, I'm begging you!"
Hiroshi Nakamoto spoke very sincerely, which directly moved Uncle Mori. Uncle Mori swore that it was definitely not because of the words "Detective Kogoro Mori" that he flattered him.
Uncle Mori stood up, patted his chest, and said confidently, "Leave this to me, the great detective Kogoro Mori!"
The group went to the apartment and looked around to determine the murderer's escape route. Following the route, they saw a person preparing to dispose of a garbage bag in a trash can.
According to Uncle Mori's reasoning, the murderer would definitely dispose of the tape as soon as possible after killing the person, and the trash can in front of him is definitely a good place to destroy the evidence!
Uncle Mori quickly put on his gloves and rushed forward: "Don't move!"
Without waiting for the person's consent, he snatched the garbage bag and started rummaging through it.
"No way, how could it be so simple..."
Before he could finish speaking, Uncle Mori pulled a cassette tape out of the trash bag: "Found it!"
Conan swallowed back what he was about to say.
Uncle Mori laughed loudly: "You can tell if someone's a master as soon as they make a move!"
At this moment, Takagi stepped forward and took the cassette tape: "Thank you so much for your help!"
Uncle Mori stared wide-eyed at Takagi, thinking, "So I'm working for free? And it's like I'm being paid to do this?"
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