"Hello!"
The officer was startled when he saw his action. "I was just kidding! You're not really going to eat it, are you?!"
This is not the fault of the police officers.
Because in other people's eyes, Conan is like someone who wants to mix curry and rice together and then eat it.
Just as the police officer was about to take the tray away, Conan's furrowed brows suddenly relaxed.
"Found it!"
After searching for a while, Conan indeed found the tooth in the curry rice.
As he picked up the spoon, a tooth stained with blood and curry was revealed to everyone.
The older officer stared intently at the teeth on the spoon, his brow furrowed slightly.
"This...this isn't a tooth?"
He naturally knew what that meant.
The deceased's son said that his father had gone to get his cavities treated a few days ago, but he hadn't examined them carefully at that time and thought that's when the tooth was pulled out.
But it seems that's not the case now.
The young police officer hadn't accumulated much experience yet; he only felt something was strange and amiss, without connecting it to what had happened before.
What's going on?
"How come there's a tooth here?"
Since Conan had already seen what he wanted to see, he put down the spoon that still had teeth inside.
Then, the older officer picked up a spoon and, together with his colleague, carefully examined the tooth.
"There's absolutely no mistake." Conan turned and walked to the stair railing, his eyes seemingly gleaming as he thought to himself.
"The murderer who killed Akashi Takeo used that method to create an alibi for himself."
"And the murderer is definitely that Akashi Hiroto!"
At this point, his expression had relaxed considerably.
We have the evidence, we know the modus operandi, and we've identified the murderer. All that's left is to reveal the truth.
Now that he already knows all the most important information, the rest of the process is simple and can be said to be effortless.
Revealing the truth was not a difficult task for Conan in the past.
He had done this many times before.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they were very familiar with the route.
With that thought, Conan took the watch-shaped tranquilizer gun out of his pocket with his uninjured hand and pressed the button on the watch.
"Snap!"
The dial sight then pops out.
Watching the constantly spinning hands, Conan smiled confidently, thinking, "Just like usual, get everyone gathered at the scene..."
"Then let's stage a mystery show featuring 'Sleeping Kogoro'..."
At that moment, he suddenly remembered Yamamura Misao, who had specially brought a camera to record the mystery show.
Putting his hand down and turning around, Conan opened his mouth towards the two police officers who were examining his teeth, making a soft "uh... ah..." sound.
The two officers were discussing the tooth and didn't hear Conan's voice.
"In any case, let's report to Officer Yamamura first."
After the older officer finished speaking, he took a plastic bag out of his pocket and put the tooth inside.
“Yes,” the other officer nodded in agreement.
Seeing that the two officers were ignoring him and their voices were acting strangely, Conan felt a little anxious and quickly opened his mouth to speak to the two officers again.
What he really wanted to call out was "Officer."
But when it came to his lips, it turned into "ah...ah...ah".
"Oh no!" Conan covered his aching throat with his hand, finally realizing what had happened to him.
"I can't speak!"
Yes, Conan has lost his voice.
Because her cold hadn't gotten better, she fell into the icy river water in the afternoon and soaked for several minutes, which worsened her condition.
His throat was swollen and sore, showing signs of inflammation.
Conan is supposed to speak less or not at all, but he always forgets this.
Therefore, Conan's already strained throat went on strike at this moment, conveying the signal that "I need to rest."
In short, Conan has lost his voice.
It won't recover in a short time.
I reckon he'll be stuck in a "ah...ah...ah..." state all night.
He originally wanted the police officers to go down and call Uncle Mori to the scene first, so that he could proceed with the next step.
Then gather everyone else at the scene.
Then he would use Uncle Mori's voice to tell the truth of the case, staging a "Sleeping Kogoro" deduction show.
But with his loss of voice, the plan fell through.
Seeing that Conan opened his mouth but didn't say anything, and looked a little flustered, Mitsuyu guessed his current state.
He walked up to Conan, patted him on the shoulder, shook his head helplessly, and said:
"I told you before, and Xiaolan has said it more than once, right? I told you to talk less or not at all, but you just wouldn't listen."
"Now look what's happened, you can't even speak anymore, let's see how you deduce things."
“…” Conan looked at Kōyū with a resentful gaze.
He did not listen to advice, which led to his loss of voice, but was it really necessary to add insult to injury like this?
"Why are you looking at me?" Guangyou ignored his gaze and continued to add insult to injury, "I've reminded you two or three times already, but you didn't listen, so there's nothing I can do."
“…” Conan sighed and decided to stop dwelling on the matter.
Now that things have come to this, he can't change the fact that he has lost his voice in a short period of time.
The most urgent task now is to figure out how to let everyone know the truth of the matter while he is unable to speak.
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