"Actually, the truth is not just that," Conan said slowly. "In fact, Mr. Yoshikawa Takezō cheated on Mr. Shibata Shirō."
"What?!" Yokomizo's reaction was intense, while the others reacted more strongly than him.
Conan, who was hiding behind the chair, nodded and said, "Actually, there has always been some unclear connection between Mr. Yoshikawa Takezo and Ms. Shibata Kyoko. It just so happens that Mr. Shibata Shiro recently won a lottery jackpot."
"So Ms. Shibata Kyoko discussed this matter with Mr. Yoshikawa Takezo. The two of them were greedy and hit it off immediately, deciding to stage such a case. However, Mr. Yoshikawa Takezo suddenly turned against them and wanted to keep the money for himself. So when he saw that I had exposed Shibata Kyoko, he made an expression as if it had nothing to do with him."
"I previously said that Ms. Shibata Kyoko might be hiding in the escape route, but I was wrong. Ms. Shibata Kyoko should be hiding in Mr. Yoshikawa's house."
No sooner had she finished speaking than Shibata Kyoko exclaimed excitedly, "That's exactly right, Mr. Mori! You can't let that heartless man get away with this!"
"You damned woman, don't talk nonsense!" Guangkun glared angrily at Shibata Kyoko, then turned to Uncle Mori and said, "Mr. Mori, you should keep your word..."
Conan interrupted him before he could finish, saying, "Of course there's evidence. We can find a recent lottery ticket with the grand prize and a piece of Ms. Shibata Kyoko's underwear under the pillow in Mr. Yoshikawa's bedroom."
"Furthermore, a 'small umbrella' with bodily fluids was found in the trash can in Mr. Shibata Shiro's bedroom. The police should be able to determine the exact time and compare it with the time of Mr. Shibata's death. This will allow you to know that after murdering Mr. Shibata Shiro, these two people were still engaging in that despicable act in the bedroom."
These words not only left Guangkun speechless, but also shocked everyone, who began to disbelieve their ears.
What? He killed someone and then got intimate with the victim's wife in the victim's bedroom?
This is even more dramatic than a Korean drama; they're starting to wonder if they're hallucinating.
Unfortunately, the truth is even more dramatic than a TV drama, and they really didn't mishear.
Yokomizo was surprised for a moment, then touched his jaw, which might have been dislocated: "Come on, both of you come with me to the Metropolitan Police Department."
"Wait a minute, Ms. Shizuka Ikenami, could you explain those lies you told me?" Conan asked, voicing the question that had been bothering him all day.
My questions are: 1. Why does someone with a bad trachea like to knit? 2. Why can't someone cook but can tell what kind of fish or meat is in a dish at a glance? 3. Why does someone deliberately hide the fact that they are married? 4. What exactly does "Reiko" mean when she talks about things at the coffee shop?
She wasn't talking about Reiko, but about iced coffee.
The familiar voice instantly made Conan lose his composure; it was clearly Hattori Heiji, who was his equal and knew his current situation.
“I think she wanted to order iced coffee at the time, but suddenly changed her mind, because if she hadn’t said it, her identity as an Osaka native would have been immediately exposed. But nowadays, only middle-aged men and women would say that.” Hattori leaned against the door frame and said calmly, “Right, auntie?”
Ran blinked: "Heiji and Kazuha, what brings you here?"
Heiji replied, "I'll tell you later. There shouldn't be anything for you to do with that old lady anymore. Hurry up and go back to Osaka!"
Unfortunately, Uncle Mori had just woken up from a wonderful dream when he heard Heiji calling the beautiful Shizuka Ikenami "auntie." He immediately flew into a rage: "You little brat, how dare you call Miss Shizuka 'auntie'!"
Heiji shook off the hand on his collar and looked at Uncle Mori with a look of utter disbelief: "I can call her whatever I want, she's my mom."
Ikeba Shizuka was a little embarrassed, covered her mouth, and nodded.
In an instant, Uncle Mori felt that he no longer knew the meaning of his existence; these words were a huge blow to him.
Not only Uncle Mori, but Conan and Ran were also shocked by the news. Ran blushed and exclaimed, "How is this possible! Heiji, how could someone with such dark skin be Shizuka's son!"
Heiji, who was fine just moments before, suddenly became very annoyed: "Isn't that a bit hurtful? Can't I just say I inherited it from my dad?!"
Guangyou twitched his lips. Isn't it said that sons resemble their mothers? These two are nothing special when viewed individually, but when put together, they are simply contrasting colors.
The group left the house and prepared to return home. On the way, they understood why Shizuka Ikenami had come to find Uncle Mori. The reason was that Heiji and Uncle Mori seemed to have a big argument whenever they met.
So, out of a protective instinct, Shizuka Ikenami wanted to see if Uncle Mori was taking advantage of his age to bully her Heiji. Moreover, last time she went to Osaka, Uncle Mori didn't visit Heiji's house, which made her think that Uncle Mori was an insensitive and unreasonable man.
The more I thought about it, the more upset I became. It seemed like a serious matter, so I took a flight to find Uncle Mori to find out what was going on. This missing person case was something she had deliberately arranged, but she hadn't expected it to coincide with a murder case.
"Now I can hand Heiji and Kazuha over to you!" Shizuka Ikenami said with an irresistible smile.
Ran then spoke up, addressing her earlier question: "Heiji, you haven't told me why you came here?"
"Hey, didn't this little brat tell you? I had him tell you guys I was coming here in a while." Heiji pointed at Conan, who was holding his head and pretending nothing was wrong.
Conan then remembered what Heiji had told him last time. He thought it was a joke and had forgotten about it. Who would have thought it was actually true?
...
Everyone returned to the agency, while Heiji and Kazuha stayed at a nearby inn, saying they wanted Uncle Mori and Ran to show them around the area for the next few days, as they hadn't had a proper chance to explore the neighborhood yet.
Uncle Mori initially refused, citing the trouble involved, but his attitude completely changed after hearing that Heiji was inviting him to dinner and drinks.
Kōyū was speechless. Although Uncle Mori kept saying no, his instincts were still very honest!
After washing up, Kwangwoo glanced at the concert tickets and the sweater in his hand, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips: "What about tomorrow's tickets? Luckily it's tonight, otherwise I wouldn't be able to go."
After carefully placing the tickets and folding his sweater neatly, Guangyou turned off the light, climbed into bed, closed his eyes, and dreamed, waiting for the concert the next day.
...
Heiji lay on the bed in the hotel, his mind racing. He had always come to Tokyo for cases and to see Kudo, and had never really explored the area properly. Thinking of this, he pursed his lips and said, "I've already asked that guy Kudo for help. It's normal for him to bleed money once, right?"
"And what's the deal with that letter of commission related to Kudo? Is the mermaid about to be killed? Hmph, interesting."
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