Chapter 287 Belmode: It’s really a piece of acting
In Mycroft Hotel, as the investigation of the case progressed, Hattori Heiji looked at Conan with increasing suspicion.
Whether it is the speed of observing the scene, the efficiency of discovering evidence, or the rapid advancement of thinking and ideas, compared to the uncle over there who is unreliable no matter how you look at it, this child is really ...
Belmode, who had turned off his cell phone and was looking out the window with a straight face at the heavy rain forming a waterfall on the eaves, glanced at Hattori Heiji lightly and sighed.
He is indeed not a stupid boy. It seems to be a good idea to let him be Shinichi's helper.
But look at his acting style, look at his tactless way of speaking...
I always feel that he is a little prick who is indistinguishable from coolguy in his recklessness. Wouldn't it really cause more trouble if the two of them got together?
I hope Kumail can supervise them well.
While she was still sighing, Mouri Kogoro, who was making random analysis, suddenly turned his attention to her: "I understand, the murderer is you, Miss Maria Toda!"
Bell Mod adjusted the hair behind her ears and turned her head in pretending to be surprised: "Ah? What does it have to do with me?"
"You are the only one in the audience who has kept his mobile phone. Maybe you are colluding with Boss Kanaya..."
Hattori Heiji rolled his eyes rudely at his back. Because of his dark complexion, the white eyes are particularly eye-catching.
I don’t know what the idiot uncle is. Are the external media blind? They can close their eyes and praise him for his performance...
Conan’s toes are so embarrassed. Clutching the soles of his sneakers tightly, the hand stroking the anesthesia transmitter was already starting to itch.
If Uncle Maori keeps talking nonsense like this, it will be the end of the world.
But Hattori Heiji, this guy, is obviously already doubting his identity...
Conan looked at Mouri Kogoro who was getting into trouble with Maria Toda, glanced at Hattori Heiji, and couldn't help but think about it.
"I'm going to the bathroom!" Turning his head, Conan ran towards the corridor.
Hattori Heiji, who was under intense surveillance, followed without hesitation, and then opened the door to the side of the corridor. Then, he was hit by an anesthesia needle in the back of his neck, and he stared at him without any suspense. Once he closed it, he slid along the door and sat on the ground.
Belmod was arguing with Mouri Kogoro, and he kept paying attention to the two of them from the corner of his eye: "..."
If you want to talk about Coolguy's physical skills, even if he hadn't shrunk, of all the people present, he might have been able to beat the skinny and thin Nanako Shimizu.
You have to say that he is not good at physical skills. This move of turning over and climbing to the top of a door frame that is more than one meter, and can also aim at people, is very smooth...
Otherwise, I would like to suggest to Kumail that you try to teach him some self-defense skills?
Conan, who didn't know he was being choreographed, finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Hattori Heiji sitting down on the ground as he expected.
Hattori must have been seriously suspicious of himself.
Hurry up and finish this case, and then sneak away as soon as possible, don't give him a chance to catch you...
Jumping down from the door frame and landing, Conan fiddled with the voice changer in his hand and found Hattori Heiji. After brewing for a few seconds, he started speaking in a very weird Kansai accent.
"Okay, stop messing around, let's stop the guessing game. I already know who the murderer is!"
The eyes of everyone in the audience were immediately attracted by this. The sound attracted everyone, and everyone turned to Hattori Heiji who was leaning against the door.
However, others looked at him because of this earth-shattering statement. Belmode looked at him, but he was silently looking through him at Conan behind the door.
This accent and tone are really too difficult to describe... Coolguy, isn't he an admirer of Sherlock Holmes?
Why can’t he learn the acting and imitation skills of idols? Can you only absorb so much of the character traits and behaviors you described with your excellent observation skills?
Conan, who was sticking to the door and speaking in Hattori's voice, certainly couldn't receive her confused gaze. While he secretly watched the reactions of the people present, he put his hand over the door and supported Hattori Heiji's His left hand made a gesture pointing to the field.
For some reason, the moment he reached out, his mind suddenly flashed back to the horrifying moment when he reached out to help Karasawa in the art museum, but found nothing.
Fortunately, he firmly grasped the real thing this time and successfully pointed his finger at the swaying Toba Kento.
...Why did I feel relieved for no reason.
"These three cases have a common instigator...that is you who is sweating wildly! Mr. Toba!"
Toba Kento was stunned and couldn't help but raise his hand to touch He touched his sweaty forehead.
It's not that he feels guilty or anything... the main thing is that it hurts. Belmod's kick was so real that he still hasn't recovered from it.
"Stop joking." He wanted to increase his volume to show his firmness, but as soon as he spoke, the bruise on his side hurt him. He was forced to say calmly, "Whether it was when Boss Jin Gu died or when When Ayako's accident happened, I stayed with everyone, so how could I commit the crime? "
"Just stop talking in such a weird Kansai accent!" He pointed out that I didn't do anything at all. For those who had doubts, Kogoro Mouri wanted to go over and knock on this rude boy. Unfortunately, the fat Maria Toda blocked his way, so he could only give up the idea temporarily and stand where he was. He retorted loudly, "You yourself were with him when several murders happened, but tell me, how did he complete these plans?"
Conan coughed when the accent problem was pointed out. There was a sound.
No way, if he can imitate something like Kansai accent, he has already tried his best, right?
So he ignored this accusation and continued: "It seems that he does have a perfect alibi. However, if he took advantage of the time and state of the body's stiffness after death, then there is It's possible. As long as he makes good use of this and lets the shop owner's body hit the brakes, his body will not be discovered after dinner. Stay with everyone, wait for the rigor mortis to end, release the brakes, and the vehicle will naturally start to accelerate and rush out of the cliff.”
"Are you an idiot?" Mouri Kogoro caught the loophole. "It takes about 40 hours for a corpse to undergo rigor mortis and then soften again. He was still alive and kicking 40 hours before he fell off the cliff!"
"You are right, but only under normal room temperature and humidity." Conan repeated what he and Hattori saw inside the car, including the dashboard covered with a blanket and the air conditioner in the car that kept blowing wind. "The murderer In order to confuse the deceased’s time of death, the heater in the car was turned on! That blanket prevented us from seeing the status of the dashboard and not immediately noticing that he turned on the heater instead of the cooling!”
"So that's it." Belmod blocked Mouri Kogoro again and said first, "The murderer only needs to stay in the room normally and become one of the witnesses, and he will have a perfect alibi."
Mao Lilan turned back and looked at Kento Toba, whose face was pale and pale: "Could it be that Mr. Toba insisted on staying with us at that time just because..."
"That's right. Therefore, the only ones who could take advantage of this were us who were in the restaurant at that time, and Ms. Toba and Ohgi," Conan concluded.
"...It sounds quite interesting." Toba Kento sneered twice, and then his face twisted slightly because his abdominal muscles were affected again, and he quietly pressed his stomach, "What are you looking at? It's like a creative mystery novel. Unfortunately, you can't find any evidence. It's raining heavily outside and the scene of the car accident should be in a mess. And as I said, I was still with you when the garage caught fire, no matter what. , I can't be the one who set the fire."
"That's very simple." Conan smiled confidently, "You just need to give her another card, the one that says 'Garage. Just give her the card with the book under the back seat of the car."
Toshiaki Fujisawa, who had been watching for a while, was shocked: "That's not it, it's for me..."
"Yes. After the accident, we checked the vehicle. The car that had run out of gas was naturally pitch black in the middle of the night. If you wanted to see clearly under the seat, what would you do if it were you, Mr. Fujisawa? ?”
Toshiaki Fujisawa touched the lighter in his pocket reflexively, and then shivered.
"Yes, just like when there is a power outage, you will light a lighter and use it for lighting! Ms. Ayako also smokes and carries a lighter... In other words, this was originally a plan to murder you, Mr. Fujisawa!"
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The sound of infi75 is really nice, and it’s so happy to play
(End of this chapter)