"Teacher Jinzhu!" A short man squeezed out from the crowd.

Officer Yokomizo looked at the man and explained, "His body has been sent to Shuli. Who are you?"

"I'm Yamada, a reporter for the monthly magazine "Bungei Jidai". I rushed here immediately after receiving the notification from the police. My teacher serialized "The Legend of the Sword Hero" in our newspaper. I wonder if the police can give me the manuscript of my teacher first when they sort out the relics..."

Sei Nobuyuki on the side said, "But I heard from Imauchi that his manuscript is about to be due and he hasn't started writing yet."

"What! But the manuscript is due tomorrow!" Yamada paced around the room anxiously.

Saii Xuanyi coughed suggestively, and when Yamada looked at him, he walked into the house, took out a stack of manuscripts and handed them over: "There is no other way. This is my previous work. You can take a look and see if it is useful."

Yamada was overjoyed: "Why not! Can you please write for Bungeishidai on behalf of Mr. Imatake? Please!"

After pretending to refuse several times, Shijing Xuanyi agreed immediately. Chu Ming stroked his chin and looked at Yamada who left happily with the manuscript, feeling quite sympathetic:

He probably never dreamed that the author he had just made an appointment with would soon go to jail. But being arrested shouldn't affect his writing, after all, it seems that there is no need to operate a sewing machine in Japanese prisons.

Chu Ming turned around and muttered to Conan: "This plot is so familiar to me, I seem to have seen it before. Have you read Keigo Higashino's "Malice"? "

Conan's eyes lit up and he leaned over: "Brother Chu Ming, do you like to read detective novels too? Are you suspecting that Shi Jing acted out of jealousy towards his good friend Imatake? But we have no evidence and he has a complete alibi - cough cough cough cough cough"

Conan, who was intoxicated by the detective novel, was horrified. Why did Chu Ming say this to a primary school student? Was he testing him? "Brother Shinichi once told me this story. I love listening to detective stories. Did I learn to be a detective well just now?"

Chu Ming was confused. He didn't know what Conan was secretly thinking about in his mind and why he suddenly spoke in a pinched voice.

He pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly and responded: "It's like, it's like, you are the most handsome detective in this room."

Seeing that Conan didn't say anything again and lowered his head in thought, Chu Ming glanced at his mobile phone. It was already past nine o'clock. If he delayed any longer, his brother would be angry.

He deliberately stood next to Conan and muttered to the photos: "It's so hot, but he refuses to take off his clothes. Could these photos really be taken last year? And these photos of his are too deliberate. I always feel something is wrong. He even went to chat with the front desk because he didn't bring a watch. I guess it was to make the front desk more impressed with the time he left--" Chu Ming deliberately dragged out the tone on the word "watch".

Conan raised his head suddenly, and he understood! The murderer was that man!

He glanced at Chu Ming who was in deep thought, quietly took out the anesthetic needle while holding the balloon and anesthetized Maori Kogoro. Conan huddled behind Maori's chair while holding the rabbit balloon, and began to describe the method of Sakai Nobukazu's crime.

Oh? The first appearance of the dormant Kogoro? It should be from this time that Maori Kogoro embarked on the road to becoming a god. Chu Ming raised his eyebrows.

But is it true that no one can see Conan? Chu Ming felt that he could clearly see Conan sitting behind the Maori chair and fiddling with the red bow.

——Just as Conan accused the criminal in Maori's voice and was about to pick him up and point at the evidence, the little rabbit balloon he had been hiding suddenly rose up behind Maori Kogoro. Xiaolan, with a serious face, rushed over, grabbed the balloon string, and picked up Conan.

"Conan! Don't disturb Dad while he's working!" Conan was suddenly picked up, panicked, waving his hands and feet. He slapped Mouri Kogoro on the body, and Mouri Kogoro fell forward, his hand pointing at the photo.

Chu Ming widened his eyes. Just now——

Maori Kogoro opened his eyes? ! !

It seemed that he didn't expect to be hit so suddenly, he couldn't help but open his eyes and then closed them immediately...

No one else noticed it, but Chu Ming didn't miss it because he was staring at Conan behind him.

This uncle usually pretends to be confused. Could it be that he already knew that this dwarf is his son-in-law, so he often hits Conan for no reason...

While thinking about this, Chu Ming took the opportunity to look at the photo and stared at Maori Kogoro, wanting to see if he was really pretending to be unconscious or it was just a conditioned reflex of his body after being beaten.

But no matter how he looked, he couldn't see any clues, as if Chu Ming had just opened his eyes and was dazzled. But could it be such a coincidence that his hand just happened to point at the key evidence when he fell down? Or was this just Ke Xue?

Chu Ming blinked. It seemed that this uncle was either really stupid or had some secret. He wondered what it was.

Finally, Officer Yokomizo arrested Saiki Nobukazu, and Chu Ming took the opportunity to come over and pat Maori on the shoulder: "Uncle, you are so awesome! You are my idol!"

But this time, Kogoro Mouri didn't react at all and continued to sleep soundly on the table.

"Oh no!" Conan ran over upon seeing this and was about to say something.

"Uncle is worthy of being a famous detective! He was so tired that he fell asleep after dealing with such a complicated case--" Chu Ming couldn't help but smile with interest while praising him.

There seemed to be a lot of analysis on Uncle Maori’s speculation in the forum in the previous life.

He has top-notch fighting skills, able to defeat his classmate who is a national jiu-jitsu champion in a single move; he is an accurate shooter, a former legend in the police academy; he can fish up a car with his bare hands, with amazing arm strength; he learned from Heihachiro Shiota, the legendary detective who is known as the Japanese Sherlock Holmes. With such a master, how could Maori's reasoning ability be bad?

So is Kogoro Mouri really stupid or is he just pretending?

Chu Ming was very interested in this.

What could be more interesting than researching this mystery, rather than a case you’ve already seen and are familiar with?

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