My neighbor's name is Conan

"Please explain tonight's program to Mr. Shiratori and Mr. Maori." Honjo Muruzo instructed, and then smiled and said to the others, "To be honest, I plan to invite Mr. Maori to perform an impromptu skit. I wonder if it's okay."

Maori Kogoro naturally accepted such a request and immediately responded, "It's just a small thing. I'm happy to do it."

"Ding Dong!" A sound came from the door of the hall.

Hearing this, Honjo Murozang smiled at Maori Kogoro awkwardly and said, "Sorry, I have to excuse myself for a moment."

"Hey, this is the script for tonight." The staff member then handed a stack of A4 papers to Kogoro Mouri.

"Dad, are you really okay?" Mao Lilan still expressed some concerns about her father.

Maori Kogoro laughed and said confidently: "Leave it to me!"

Seeing this, Conan was a little bit unconvinced of Maori Kogoro, and couldn't help but put on a half-moon eye and complained in his heart, "Is it really possible?"

Afterwards, Kogoro Mori pulled Matsu Aoki and Jinsaburo Shiratori to the side to act together.

"Well, you hid him in the carriage, right?" Maori Kogoro held the A4 paper, then suddenly turned around, pointed at Shiratori Renzaburo and said, "The murderer is you!"

"That's not the case." Shiratori Renzaburo couldn't bear to watch it anymore and said, "There should be other lines before that."

Even without reading the script, Shiratori Jinzaburo felt that what Mori Kogoro said was wrong.

Maori Kogoro subconsciously looked at the script after hearing this, and then said happily: "It's true."

"Ugh!"

Upon seeing this, Qing Musong and the other three fell silent.

Shiratori Renzaburo put his hand on his forehead and said with a headache: "Hey, why do I have to act opposite him?"

"Ha..." At this time, Conan, who was standing aside and feeling very bored, yawned loudly.

Shiratori Renzaburo noticed this and said to Aoki Song, Mao Lilan and Conan: "You can take the cable car from here to the top of the mountain. It's a good viewing point. You can go and have a look."

"Then let's go, Brother Aoki, Conan." Ran Mouri really didn't want to stay here and see her father like this.

"Yeah." Conan responded obediently, and it was obvious that he didn't want to stay here anymore.

Aoki Matsuya nodded and said, "Okay, let's go together."

The three of them followed the principle of proximity, opened the back door and walked out.

As soon as I walked out, I heard two people arguing.

"You clearly came here uninvited. Do you have a reason? Or are you here to provoke me on purpose? Tell me, Akamaru."

Conan curiously leaned over to take a peek, and seeing this, Aoki Matsu and Mao Li Ran also leaned over.

The person who spoke was Morozo of this city.

Standing opposite Honjo Murozang was a man who was three centimeters shorter than him, wearing a brown coat and had silver hair.

He said calmly: "This should be a giant bottle of Petulius produced in 1959."

"Yes, it's probably the best wine that you will never be able to drink in your life." Honjo Murozang made a proud expression.

"Oh, so you can taste it too!" Mr. Akamaru, with silver hair, mocked, "Didn't you even taste the slightly off-flavor Nufpafburger before?"

"You!" Honjo Muruzo looked at him angrily when he heard that.

Seeing this, Mr. Akamaru stroked his chin and said proudly: "But speaking of which, Mr. Hirose is really pitiful. He is finally going to celebrate his 70th birthday, so I should be the one to host it."

"Don't go too far." Honjo Murozang, who was angry and embarrassed, grabbed Mr. Akamaru by the collar.

Seeing this, Conan prepared to step forward.

Mao Lilan stopped Conan from moving forward and whispered, "Has he heard enough in the corner, Conan? Let's go."

"Yeah." Conan could only agree when he saw this.

Then he kept looking back at the two of them, and finally heard Mr. Akamaru's sarcastic tone, "Today is the day when your fake mask of knowing wine will be exposed. I'm waiting to see you embarrass yourself in front of everyone..."

Three people got on the cable car, two adults and one child, and there was still space left.

The cable car started slowly, and Mao Lilan was in a good mood and enjoyed the scenery.

Conan looked around without any interest. Suddenly, he saw something. His face changed. He stood up and stepped on his seat, looking in the direction of the villa. "Ah!"

"What's wrong?" Seeing this, Ran Mouri turned to look at Conan and asked.

Conan quickly said, "That..." But in just a few minutes, as the cable car rose, the villa was blocked by trees and could no longer be seen.

"Well, I can't see anything." Ran Mouri followed Conan's gaze and saw only the roof of the villa.

"What's wrong, Conan?" Aoki Matsuya asked curiously.

But he thought quickly. Seeing Conan's serious expression, could it be that - another case was discovered?

Because Aoki Matsu saw Conan immediately look at his watch, obviously keeping track of the time.

"Brother Aoki, I just saw Mr. Honjo hitting Mr. Akamaru with a brick." Conan turned his head and looked at Aoki Matsu and said.

"What!?" Aoki Matsu and Mao Li Ran were both a little surprised when they heard this.

Qing Musong's face turned serious when he heard this. "Let's talk about it later."

A few minutes later, the cable car turned around and returned to its original position.

Aoki Matsu and the other two hurried downstairs.

Then the three of them came to the place where Conan said he saw Honjo Murozo hitting Mr. Akamaru with a brick.

Aoki Matsu and Mao Lilan squatted on the ground, looking at the bricks scattered on the ground, and there was no bloodstain.

Conan looked through the trash can but found nothing. It was so clean as if it had just been washed.

"What are you doing?" Honjo Muruzo pushed the door open and asked Qi Qingmu Song and the other two.

"Well, I came here to look for something I lost." Conan's brain worked quickly, and a lie immediately came out of his mouth. "But it seems that I didn't find it."

Qing Musong reacted quickly and said, "Conan, think about it, where did you go just now? Before the party starts and it gets dark, let's go and find you."

Conan naturally took over the words that Aoki Matsu passed on and said, "Ah, I just went to the cable car."

"Then let's go look for it at the cable car." said Aoki Matsu.

Then the three of them ignored Mou Lu Zang from this city and walked away quickly.

After Aoki Matsu and the other two left, the chef behind Honjo Muruzo asked, holding a box of something: "Excuse me, what do I need to do with this..."?

"Well, just put it there." Honjo Muruzo pointed to a corner.

At this time, Conan suddenly stopped and said, "By the way, maybe that uncle will know."

This time, Qing Musong really didn't follow Conan's train of thought, and just subconsciously asked: "Which uncle?"

"It's the white-haired uncle in the yellow-green suit. By the way, Uncle Honjo should have talked to that uncle," Conan turned around and said to Honjo Murozo.

"Yeah." Upon hearing this, a few drops of cold sweat appeared on Honjo Muruzo's forehead. "We talked about something very important, but he has already gone back."

"Is that so?" Conan made a disappointed expression.

"Okay, let's look somewhere else." Aoki Matsu pressed Conan's little head, signaling him to stop asking.

Conan also understood the principle of quitting while he was ahead. "Okay!"

But both of them could tell from Honjo Muruzo's subconscious nervousness that he had something to hide.

I'm afraid that Honjo Murozang really killed the man named Akamaru with a brick.

The time was exactly three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Brother Aoki, what should we do now? I swear, I am not seeing things." Conan looked at Aoki Matsu and said.

Qing Mu Song held his chin and said: "Of course I believe you, Conan, and judging from Mr. Honjo's reaction just now, he obviously has something to hide." After thinking for a while, he said: "Let's go ask other people first to see if there are other witnesses, even if it's someone who saw Mr. Honjo and Mr. Akamaru together.

Also, take a look to see if there is any suitable place in the villa to hide the body. In such a short time, if Mr. Bencheng really committed a murder, he would not have time to deal with the body and would have to hide it."

Conan nodded when he heard this. This was also the solution he thought of.

So far, there is only Conan as an eyewitness. According to the inertia of Japanese law, the testimony of children does not count as evidence, so it is impossible to prosecute Honjo Murozo, let alone obtain a search warrant.

Then Aoki Matsu and the other two began to take action.

In the back kitchen.

A young chef in a tall hat asked while cooking: "Did you find it?"

"No!" Conan replied, and then asked in a baby voice: "Excuse me, uncle, what time did you come?"

"We came at 4 o'clock." The young chef answered without thinking much.

"That shouldn't be here, let's go." Conan pulled up Mouri Ran's sleeve.

"Okay." Qing Musong responded.

The three of them strolled through the villa, looking for clues.

Suddenly they came to a staircase leading to the basement. There was an electronic combination lock on the door at the end. Conan was a little suspicious and went forward to eavesdrop, but he didn't expect the door to be pushed open at this time.

"Strange!" A waiter holding a wine box looked at the child who suddenly appeared.

Conan saw Honjo Muruzo behind the waiter and said quickly: "Ah, I'm looking for something."

"Still looking!" Honjo Muruzo expressed his doubts. "Little brother, the thing you lost couldn't be something like a Sky Blue Rat that can run, otherwise it wouldn't run to a place like this."

"No, it's a ball." Conan took the opportunity to pass the two people, ran into the wine cellar, and looked around hurriedly.

Seeing this, Aoki Matsu and Mao Li Ran cleaned up Conan's mess while also delaying Honjo Murozang.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Honjo. The child was too naughty. I apologize to you." Aoki Matsu said apologetically.

Mao Lilan also hurriedly bowed to Honjo Muruzo and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Seeing this, in order to maintain his image in front of outsiders, Honjo Muruzo could only say, "Nothing."

"The switch here is fingerprint recognition type. Only Mr. Honjo can come in, so your ball should be somewhere else." The waiter said to Conan with a smile.

"That's what I thought." Upon hearing that, Conan hurriedly trotted behind Aoki Matsu and Mao Li Ran.

Aoki Matsu and Mao Li Ran quickly apologized again, then pulled Conan out of the wine cellar.

After avoiding everyone's sight, Aoki Matsu looked at Conan and asked, "How is it?"

Conan shook his head, "Nothing unusual."

In other words, Mr. Akamaru was not hidden in the wine cellar in the basement.

Afterwards, Qing Musong and the other two looked for other places, and unexpectedly found a brown thread in a large wooden barrel next to the tennis court of the villa that looked abandoned and was now used as a decoration.

"Is it really a thread on Mr. Akamaru's clothes?" asked Ran Mouri when she saw this.

"It's possible." Aoki Matsu said this, but in his heart he had already determined that this belonged to Mr. Akamaru.

In other words, after Honjo Murozo smashed Mr. Akamaru to death, he put his body into this big wooden barrel, but when he saw Aoki Matsu and the other two searching for something in the house, he was afraid that they would find him and cause trouble, so he moved the body to a place that Honjo Murozo thought was safe.

What could this place be?

"Could it be the wine cellar in the basement?" Aoki Matsu frowned and said, "But we have no evidence! Conan's confession is nothing."

Conan frowned rarely when he heard this.

The wine cellar can only be opened with the fingerprint of Honjo Murōzo, and his confession is not enough to get a search warrant.

At this time, Mao Lilan's cell phone rang.

It turned out that the banquet was about to begin, and Kogoro Mori called to urge the three of them to go back.

The three of them had no choice but to go back and see if they could explore the wine cellar again after the banquet under the pretext of buying wine or visiting the wine cellar.

At that time, Shinya Hirose, the president of the Neon Wine Association and holder of the French Legion of Honor, walked into the banquet hall with a cane, surrounded by people on both sides.

"Thank you very much for coming all the way here today, Mr. Hirose." Honjo Murozo led everyone to the door to welcome today's protagonist Hirose Shinya.

Hirose Shinya, who was leaning on a cane, smiled and said, "I should be the one to say thank you. You held such a grand banquet for me today. I really thank you all, Honjo and everyone."

"That gentleman is today's protagonist and the president of the National Wine Association, Mr. Hirose Shinya." Shiratori Jinsaburo took the opportunity to explain to Mori Kogoro and Aoki Matsu.

Maori Kogoro nodded slowly, "Oh, that's the French medal."

"Cheers to celebrate Mr. Hirose's birthday and wish him more active performances in the future." Honjo Murozo said while raising his glass.

Everyone at the scene raised their glasses and said, "Cheers."

Then it was buffet time.

Maori Kogoro enjoys the banquet food with relish. "It's delicious!"

"Mr. Maori, hurry up and memorize your lines." Seeing this, Shiratori Renzaburo couldn't help but remind him.

Maori Kogoro couldn't care about anything at this time, and madly stuffed the food into his mouth. "Oh, it's okay, I've memorized it all."

Aoki Matsu's mouth twitched when he saw this. Did Uncle Mori really memorize his lines? - Most likely not!