"So, was that the only person who came to visit here?" Officer Gong Chang asked, releasing his grip.
“No, there were four people in total,” Uncle Mori said. “Besides that man, there was the deceased’s husband, the sister who worked as a fortune teller, and a man who came with his own shop’s catalog to promote his business.”
"The feng shui master and the deceased's husband are not suspects."
As soon as he finished speaking, Officer Yuki turned his head and glanced at Hattori Heiji, who had said those words.
Then, Hattori Heiji explained their speculations to Inspector Yumikasa.
"In other words, those two people have solid alibis." Officer Gong Chang nodded, agreeing with the statement, but still couldn't rule out their suspicion.
"Furthermore, we stayed there for about five more minutes afterward," Conan said, looking up at Inspector Yuki. "Until we left, there was no sign of the house catching fire."
“I understand,” Officer Gong Chang nodded and said, “but we still need to conduct our routine investigation.”
"Based on the current situation, the most suspicious people are the deceased's fortune teller sister and the man who came to the door to sell money," Uncle Mori recalled. "The fortune teller came to the sister's door to borrow money, but she was unsuccessful."
"Mrs. Moro had a very bad attitude towards that man, and even hit him. Although it may be because she hates sales, the possibility that the man held a grudge cannot be ruled out."
“Hmm…” Officer Yuki crossed his arms, thought for a moment, and said, “Speaking of fortune tellers, I remember there was an entire floor in the building in front of Beika Station that was dedicated to fortune telling.”
“Then that woman might be there,” Hattori Heiji said, looking at Inspector Yukinaga. “Officer, shall we go take a look?”
"Yes, that's what I meant too." Officer Gong Chang had brought this up because he wanted to investigate, so he didn't refuse and nodded in agreement.
After agreeing on the terms, Officer Yumikaga led Uncle Mori and his group toward Beika Station.
On the way, Conan took out his phone, glanced at it, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Kuyoshi actually sent me a text message."
He had put his phone on vibrate, so he didn't see it.
"He was probably asking when we're going back," Hattori Heiji said, walking beside Conan and glancing down at his phone screen. "He asked me that before too."
"Not entirely, take a look for yourself." Conan glanced at the text message, offered no explanation, and handed the phone directly to Hattori Heiji.
Looking at his phone screen, Hattori Heiji quietly read the text message aloud: "I'll take care of your lavish dinner. You're welcome; it's what I should do..."
The moment he saw the text message, Heiji Hattori felt much more at ease.
"There's more below, keep reading."
"Oh." Hattori Heiji looked down and read the second half of the text message aloud. "By the way, tell Hattori I'll help with his too..."
After seeing this sentence, Hattori Heiji fell silent.
Withdrawing his hand, Conan typed in the text message and said, "Besides those two sentences, he did ask when we were going back and also asked about the general situation of the case."
He didn't feel anything, and he was already used to it.
There was no rush in the journey, so Conan compiled the general situation and all the information he currently had into a text message and sent it to Mitsuyu.
...
After making up Ai's bed, Kōyū went to the laundry area.
He wanted to help, but Ai refused, saying the place was too small and helping would only cause trouble, and then sent him back to his room.
Sitting at the table, Guangyou rested his face in one hand and tapped the table rhythmically with the other, occasionally changing the melody and humming a few lines.
This state didn't last long before Guangyou felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.
"A text message?" Kōyū took out his phone and glanced at it, muttering to himself, "A Conan message... At the time of the incident, Mr. Morozumi and that feng shui master went out drinking, so I think the most suspicious people are the fortune teller and the salesman..."
"I'm just about to investigate the fortune teller..."
After reading the text message, Kōyū lowered the hand that was supporting his face and edited a text message to Conan, "Don't jump to conclusions so quickly. I think the most suspicious person is Mr. Morozumi."
After a while, Conan replied, "Why? We saw Mr. Morozuki and that feng shui master go out drinking together, and we even stayed at the door for a few minutes. There was no sign of fire inside the house."
"Just keep an eye on it anyway," Guangyou replied without explaining much. "You guys continue your investigation; I need to take a hot bath later."
In the text message, Conan gave a general introduction to the four people.
He had long suspected that there was an unusual relationship between the feng shui master and Ryoko Morozuka.
He also learned from Hattori Heiji that the feng shui master and Mr. Morozuki were university classmates.
A man, knowing he was being cuckolded, continued to feign politeness with the other party, smiling on the outside while plotting his revenge in his heart.
This kind of plot is pretty cliché.
Because Mitsuyu had no evidence to prove this, he told Conan to keep an eye on Mr. Morozumi.
Whether Conan listened or not is not something Mitsuyu should worry about.
After replying to Conan, Kōyū didn't wait for his reply. He put away his phone, got up, grabbed a set of pajamas, opened the door, and walked towards the bathroom.
Japanese bathrooms have separate wet and dry areas, and laundry is done in a separate area, so Ai can do laundry without affecting her bathing.
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