After enjoying the hug for a while, Kōyū let go of her hands and picked up the clothes that Ai had taken out earlier from the bed.
After taking a look at the clothes, Guangyou nodded in satisfaction, put them on, tidied them up a bit, and smiled, "These clothes are not bad either."
"That's good." Ai sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the clothes on her back, nodded, and said, "They look pretty good."
As she spoke, Ai took out another item and handed it to Kousuke, saying, "Try this one."
"good."
...
Five minutes later, Kōyū tried on all the clothes that Ai had bought for him.
He liked all these clothes; the styles suited his taste, they were comfortable to wear, and they were very convenient.
Perhaps this is because of their similar styles; T-shirts, sweatshirts, and pants can all be matched together and look quite good without being jarring.
"I'll go wash these clothes first." Ai picked up the clothes, looked at Kyou, and said, "Why don't you rest in the room for a while?"
"Let's not rest for now." Kōyū stood up, took out bedding from the closet, and said to Ai, "I'll go make the bed for you first."
"Okay." Ai nodded, holding the clothes, and opened the door for Guangyou. After he passed by her, she closed the door and walked towards the bathroom.
...
Beika Town, 4-chome.
Thanks to the efforts of the firefighters, the flames that claimed Ryoko Morozumi's life were finally extinguished.
"Officer, please!" Hattori Heiji pleaded, looking at the policeman standing guard at the door. "Just let me go inside the fire scene and take a look!"
Without hesitation, the police officer refused, saying, "This really won't do."
"Can you tell us where the fire started?" Conan asked.
The police officer's refusal was as firm as ever: "No."
"What's wrong with revealing a little information?" Uncle Mori complained.
"Even if it's Mr. Mori's request, we can only refuse." The policeman was in a difficult position, naturally knowing that the man in front of him was the famous detective Kogoro Mori.
If he could, he certainly wouldn't mind telling the famous detective the information he had gathered, but as a police officer, he had to follow the rules.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Mori, but we still have to follow the rules." The policeman waved his hand, refusing again.
Just as the group was about to try to get more information out of them, a male voice suddenly came from behind them.
"Fire scenes are not your area of investigation."
Upon hearing the voice, Uncle Mori turned his head and glanced at it. Then, his expression immediately became somewhat complicated: "You're the Fire Dad from Section One!"
"Mouri, how could you address your former boss like that?" The man, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, spoke calmly, showing no anger.
"Your former boss?" Hattori Heiji looked at Uncle Mori with a puzzled expression and asked, "Wasn't your previous job investigating criminals caught in the act?"
"Let me introduce him first. He's Inspector Yumikaga, who's in charge of arson and crime investigations in the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigative Division," Uncle Mori then explained. "I worked under him for a while."
“You caused me a lot of trouble back then,” Officer Gong Chang said, taking the cigarette out of his mouth. “When the fire broke out, you were convinced it was arson and rushed to the scene, making a complete mess of the evidence.”
"..." Uncle Mori was a little embarrassed.
"I've been warned by the fire department several times because of this." Officer Gong Chang didn't hold back at all. "I wonder if you remember, Mori."
"Didn't I run in with you back then..." Uncle Mori twitched his lips, silently complaining to himself.
“However, I’m certain this case is arson,” Officer Gong Chang said. “We also found the red horse statue at the scene of the fire.”
"According to the forensic investigation, the red horse statue matches the conditions of the three previous accidents."
Heiji Hattori and Conan, who had already seen the red horse statue, were not surprised, but Uncle Mori raised his doubts: "Mr. Yuzuriha, could this be someone deliberately imitating this method after seeing it in the media?"
"Duh...that's impossible." Inspector Gong Chang glanced at Uncle Maoli and said, "How can you possibly make an identical horse just by looking at photos in the media?"
"Those red horses were made from the same mold. If they weren't commercially available products, the suspect probably just thought red horses looked good and made them himself."
"Where did the fire originate?"
Upon hearing this question, Officer Yumikazu glanced in Hattori Heiji's direction, then looked at Uncle Mori and asked, "Who is this? Mori, is he your assistant?"
"I guess so..." Uncle Mori replied casually.
Without delving deeper into the topic, Officer Gong Chang continued to explain the current situation to the group: "The fire started in a small room located on the right side of the house."
"Because there were traces of spilled lamp oil on the floor, I think the arsonist probably poured the lamp oil in through the open window and then set the house on fire."
Hattori Heiji and Conan, who were standing nearby, nodded in agreement.
"Furthermore, I also found a number of suspicious shoe prints on the ground near the window of the room in front." Officer Gong Chang seemed to be quite certain.
"If we carefully examine those shoe prints, we should be able to catch the arsonist."
Mentioning the shoe prints, Uncle Mori coughed lightly and explained somewhat awkwardly to Officer Yuki, "Actually, some of our shoe prints are among those."
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