Uncle Mori suppressed the urge to yell at Inspector Megure, "What the hell do you mean by making it sound so natural?"
"But, Dad, why did you let Miss Azi come up here?" Azi had been standing up there for a while. She wanted to finish her business and go to work, but Uncle Mori had been talking for so long and it still wasn't her turn to come up.
"Because I saw this person put a red flyer into a mailbox yesterday morning."
Since someone witnessed Hiroshi Nakamoto handing out flyers, his fingerprints should be detectable on the flyers. Why would he come here specifically to hand out flyers without a special reason?
With irrefutable evidence, Hiroshi Nakamoto gave a wry smile: "I thought it would go smoothly. If only I had been more careful back then. But Mr. Mori, how did you notice my suspicion?"
"Because you just said that an elderly person with a dog stopped me, but I never said that the elderly person was with a dog. If you weren't really there, how did you notice? I think that elderly person must have been you, right?"
These words completely shattered Hiroshi Nakamoto's composure: "We lost Jingzhou due to carelessness!"
After saying that, he burst into laughter. He regretted it, regretted that he had asked Kogoro Mouri to do the deduction this time.
Who is Kogoro Mouri? A famous detective!
Is he an ordinary famous detective? No!
Then the police took Hiroshi Nakamoto away. Uncle Mori watched the police car drive away and secretly gave Mitsuyu a thumbs up. His actions just now made him stand out!
After seeing the police off, Uncle Mori casually opened the mailbox at the office and looked inside. There were two pieces of paper. One was an invitation to attend the opening ceremony of a cable car. The other one made Uncle Mori very excited. It said that there would be free draft beer to drink until you were stuffed.
Uncle Mori looked excited: "Yoshi! I'm going to go get a beer later!"
This is clearly a case of forgetting the pain once the wound has healed. Having just experienced something like this, she hasn't learned her lesson yet. Xiaolan snatched the flyer and tore it into pieces. After complaining, she turned and left with the pieces in her arms. She was worried that Uncle Mori would glue the flyer back together and then go drinking, so it was better to destroy them all.
Uncle Mori sniffed hard: "My wine! It's such a waste not to drink free wine!"
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