"What a nasty case..." Uncle Mori leaned back in his chair, looked at the sky where the rain had stopped, pursed his lips, and muttered to himself.
"The vacation is over before I even saw any female college students."
He was originally just acting as a driver.
At that time, he thought that going on vacation was not as good as staying at home watching TV, and maybe he could get some commissions and earn some money for beer.
So at that time I kept thinking about ending the vacation as soon as possible.
Later, he heard from Sonoko that he could see female college students with good figures at the tennis court, and suddenly felt that it wouldn't be bad to relax occasionally.
The reason he changed his mind was not because he saw female college students.
He believes that people should have a balance between work and rest, and should arrange their work and rest time reasonably.
You can't spend all your time working to earn money.
Even machines need maintenance, so how can a person work all the time?
If Uncle Mori were to say these things aloud, Kousuke and the others who know him well would definitely not believe him.
But that's okay, as long as he believes it himself.
To his dismay, it rained the day he arrived, and there was no one on the tennis court except for Hiroto Akashi.
He had planned to go the next day, but something happened that night, forcing him to end his vacation. His plans to see the female college student and rest were also ruined.
How could he not find this case disgusting?
However, Yamamura Misao was naturally unaware of these reasons. As he drove, he nodded in agreement:
"After all, someone died!"
"And the truth this time is so... how could I possibly be in a good mood?"
When talking about this case, he became somewhat somber.
Seeing the somewhat subdued atmosphere inside the car, Sonoko said with a smile:
"However, with 'Sleeping Kogoro' and me, the 'Queen of Deduction,' working together to solve the case, we solved it in the blink of an eye!"
Hearing this, Conan looked up at Sonoko beside him, then at Uncle Mori in front of him, and thought to himself:
"This time it'll be twice as tiring as usual..."
This time, in addition to finding clues to deduce the method of the crime and point out the real culprit, he also had to figure out how to express it with gestures.
"Luckily, I recorded the reasoning process." Yamamura Misao looked relieved, as if he had almost lost some treasure.
But then he suddenly remembered something, and the smile on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a frown. He sighed:
"What a pity, it didn't actually 'go into slumber' this time!"
"Otherwise, what I recorded would be 'The Sleeping Kogoro's Deduction Show'."
"This is at most Mr. Mori's deduction show!"
"I said...on the surface they're all the same person." Although Kōyū understood the difference between the two, he didn't think the difference was that big.
Uncle Mori's reasoning was quite reliable this time.
Although Conan was there to give him hints, Uncle Mori guessed Conan's meaning almost every time, except for that one time when he guessed randomly.
Moreover, they quickly connected and combined all the information to form a complete line of reasoning.
Compared to the previous "Sleeping Kogoro", this one is obviously more reliable.
—After all, it wasn't Uncle Mori who deduced it himself.
But Yamamura Misao didn't think that way.
He wanted to see the reasoning of "Sleeping Kogoro" more than the clear-headed Kogoro.
The way he could deduce the truth just by sitting there was incredibly appealing.
Like an "armchair detective":
Without having to travel far and wide, one can simply sit in a comfortable armchair, listen to or look at clues in a murder case, and deduce the truth and point out the real culprit.
However, even when viewed through the lens of fans, Kogoro Mouri is quite appealing when he's sober.
He was puzzled as to why Mr. Mori would "fall asleep" during reasoning in the past, but not this time.
Are there any specific triggering conditions?
With these questions in mind, Yamamura Misao continued driving.
After what Yuanzi said, the oppressive atmosphere inside the car eased considerably.
However, Shan Cuncao still had something on his mind.
"Why didn't it 'go into slumber' this time?"
The car drove forward a few dozen meters more, and Yamamura Misao, unable to contain his excitement, glanced at Uncle Mori sitting in the passenger seat and asked:
"Mr. Mori, how did you 'fall asleep' when you were doing deductions before?"
Why didn't you 'go into slumber' this time?
Are there any conditions required?
"..." Uncle Mori's lips twitched when he heard this, his fists clenched tightly, and a "well" shape seemed to appear on his forehead.
If Yamamura Misao hadn't been driving, he definitely would have used his best back throw to let Yamamura Misao experience the feeling of "sleeping".
Although he can't use a back throw, that doesn't stop him from talking.
He turned to look at Yamamura Misao, who was waiting for an answer, and said loudly, "How should I know!"
"Alright." Yamamura Misao sighed. He was still thinking that if he really met certain conditions to "sleep," he would try it next time he had the chance.
But now it seems we have no choice but to abandon this idea.
"How did it 'fall into a deep sleep'?" Kōyū looked at Yamamura Misao with a regretful expression, raised his hand, and deliberately made a gesture of aiming his watch in front of Conan.
He then pressed the button and muttered to himself, "That'll do."
"As for the conditions, all you need is a wristwatch-type tranquilizer gun that can fire tranquilizer darts, and Conan who can use Uncle Mori's deductions."
“…” Conan glanced at Kōyū, who was mimicking his movements, and wanted to make a comment, but he couldn’t speak because of a sore throat, so he had to give up.
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