Takagi smiled at Uncle Mori: "Then we'll vouch for this piece of evidence..."
Uncle Mori couldn't stand it anymore and snatched the tape away, saying, "That's not very nice of you."
Under Uncle Mori's coercion and enticement—primarily coercion, with the enticement being negligible—Takagi "happily" agreed to let Uncle Mori investigate before taking the tape back.
When everyone returned to the office, they listened to the tape in the recorder and found that, as Hiroshi Nakamoto had said, the tape contained his voice, exactly the same as the conversation they had heard the night before.
Indeed, this would prove Hiroshi Nakamoto's alibi, but Mitsuyu had other thoughts. If the murderer had the time to take the tape after killing someone, then any normal person would never throw it in the trash can near the apartment. Perhaps some people would think the opposite, but he was a policeman, would he do something so stupid?
Isn't there obviously a problem with this?
Uncle Mori believed him, which relieved Hiroshi Nakamoto, who kept sighing that finally someone believed him.
Then he frowned again: "But why would Professor Chumura tell such a lie?"
Uncle Mori tapped his palm: "Maybe the professor just wants you to be a suspect!"
"But what good would the professor do?" Hiroshi Nakamoto looked puzzled. "Could it be that the professor went somewhere last night, and that he can't tell anyone about it, so he made it up?"
Following up on Nakamoto Hiroshi's words, Uncle Mori said, "Could it be that Professor Izumura went to kill Mr. Irie last night?"
"If the professor knew about the plan, that would be fine. Irie has been rehearsing this one-man show in his room the whole time, so there's no way the professor could have overheard our plan."
Upon hearing Hiroshi Nakamoto's words, Kouyu's eyes narrowed slightly: "Guide..."
Following Hiroshi Nakamoto's advice, Takagi arrived at Irie's apartment and was surprised to find that the screws securing the plastic casing to the sockets were loose, suggesting that tampering had indeed occurred.
When the results were told to Uncle Mori, Uncle Mori felt that everything was under his control. Now that those doubts had been resolved, the possibility that Professor Izumura was the murderer was getting bigger and bigger. As things stand, no one can provide an alibi for Professor Izumura, there is a motive, and traces of a bugging device have been found. All of this is completely in line with Uncle Mori's reasoning.
Based on Uncle Mori's reasoning, Professor Izumura was secretly reselling and profiting from Hiroshi Nakamoto and Takayuki Irie's research findings. To prevent the two from retaliating against him for this reason, he installed a bugging device in Takayuki Irie's apartment.
After learning that the two men were indeed going to kill him, he decided to strike first. He could use their plan to kill him to create an alibi. When Irie Takayuki was performing his monologue, Professor Izumura appeared, killed Irie Takayuki, took the tape, removed the bugging device, and left the scene.
He could then conveniently make Hiroshi Nakamoto take the blame for all of this.
The entire reasoning was flawless and perfect, but it all seemed too deliberate. Guangyou couldn't help but suspect that there was more to it than met the eye. The location where the tape was discarded, the fact that the bugging device wasn't put back in its original state after being removed—all of this was completely inconsistent with the professor's high intelligence. It was too intentional.
“Interesting, this case is very interesting.” Guangyou smiled. “However, we’re still missing a little evidence.”
Uncle Mori burst into laughter: "Although Professor Izumura's actions were flawless, these kinds of cases are nothing to me, the great detective Kogoro Mori!"
This reasoning was indeed excellent, making Conan wonder if the sun had risen in the west today: Is this guy on drugs? His reasoning has become so sharp! I guess I won't need to step in today.
Seeing Uncle Mori laughing smugly, Ran couldn't help but complain, "You're still laughing! If you had just barged into Mr. Jiang's room last night, Mr. Jiang wouldn't be dead!"
Like a bucket of cold water, Uncle Mori stopped laughing immediately. He was very embarrassed: "Can you please not mention this? I didn't mean to. Who told me to get that flyer? You know my personality, Ran. How could I not take advantage of such a great deal!"
“This really isn’t Mr. Mori’s fault. Wasn’t it an elderly person walking their dog who organized Mr. Mori to go upstairs and mediate the fight? This really has nothing to do with Mr. Mori.”
Hiroshi Nakamoto's words left Uncle Mori speechless: "Yeah, it's all that old geezer's fault!"
But this sentence immediately made Conan realize that something was wrong. No one had ever mentioned that it was an old man walking a dog. Everyone had ignored the information about the dog when they spoke. So how did Hiroshi Nakamoto know this?
Kwang-woo closed his eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Getting carried away with your success will eventually give you away..."
Uncle Mori stood up, dusted off his clothes, straightened himself up, and said, "To salvage my reputation as a great detective, I'll go tell Inspector Megure about this brilliant deduction right away!"
To prevent Uncle Mori from going, Conan quickly stepped forward: "I think it's not advisable. It would be a shame if you went to find such a brilliant mystery, Uncle. I think it would be better to let Inspector Megure and the others do it!"
If Uncle Mori goes there, how will he anesthetize him?
Uncle Mori thought about it and agreed. After all, he was the famous detective Kogoro Mori. If he went over and told them such a brilliant reasoning, wouldn't he lose face?
So he nodded: "Okay, I'll get Inspector Megure over right away!"
Seeing this, Conan turned to Ran and said, "Ran-neechan, I'm going to go play for a bit now!"
Just as he was about to leave, he saw Guangyou walk in with his hands in his pockets. As they passed each other, Guangyou said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "It's all taken care of. You don't need to go."
Hearing this, Conan slowly stopped, turned around, and sat back down on the sofa, saying awkwardly, "Um, I think nobody's playing down there. Let's watch Uncle's deduction from upstairs..."
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"So, Professor Izumura is using this alibi in reverse?"
Inspector Megure, who had just finished dealing with another crime scene, rushed over after receiving a call from Uncle Mori. After carefully listening to Uncle Mori's reasoning, he felt that it was indeed possible, and Professor Izumura was indeed a strong suspect.
"You're really something, Mori!" Inspector Megure made no attempt to hide his praise for Uncle Mori. Then he turned to Hiroshi Nakamoto and said apologetically, "Mr. Nakamoto, I apologize for my previous suspicions about you."
"No need, officers, you're just doing your job, I understand..." Hiroshi Nakamoto quickly waved his hand, then stood up and said, "Then I'll be going now."
"Don't leave yet, don't speak so confidently!"
Just as Hiroshi Nakamoto got up to leave, Kouyu's voice came out, causing Hiroshi Nakamoto to pause slightly.
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