Conan: Life between Green Plum and Skyfall

Seeing Conan's understanding expression, Megure nodded, and then joined Maori:

"Brother Maori, hurry up! We have to solve this case before that guy in Osaka wakes up! Do you understand?"

"Ah? Why!"

Mao Li didn't react for a moment and asked in confusion.

"Idiot! What do you think my colleagues from the Forensic Science Department just told me? They said that the guy from Osaka had just cracked the truth of this case! If it weren't for the ashtray that Conan accidentally kicked, he would have already started solving the case!"

Megure looked at Mori with a look of disappointment. He had never been so useless when he was in the Metropolitan Police Department before! Why did he always feel that Mori couldn't react to anything after becoming a detective?

"Damn! That brat!"

Upon hearing Megure's words, Maori's first reaction was to teach Conan a lesson! Are you kidding me? Kicking an ashtray on someone's head and knocking them unconscious? Wouldn't that kill them?! Even if it wasn't serious, and they were injured, he wouldn't have to pay for the medical expenses? He'd be using all his money for Shotgun shooting!

"Maori brother!"

Seeing this, Megure said sternly. Although I don't know whether it was intentional or not, what Conan did just bought them some time! In such a time when every second counts, how could Maori be distracted?

"Okay, okay, I know!"

Seeing that Megure had spoken, Mori continued to help analyze the case with a bitter face.

"But even if you say so, without that flash of inspiration, I have no idea what the case would be like!"

As he spoke, Mao Li picked up the autopsy report:

"The marks on the body from the fall have been confirmed to be from Miss Yuko, but those were caused by the deceased wanting to hurt her, and she subconsciously resisted! Other than that, there are no other signs of a fight on the body!"

"Also, the fingerprints on the comb are strange. Miss Yoko's fingerprints are normal. After all, this is her home. But why are there the deceased's fingerprints on the comb? Why would the deceased touch Miss Yoko's comb? It can't be that he just happened to touch the comb!"

As he spoke, Maori raised his head and looked around, his eyes sweeping over Conan.

At this time, Conan was also having a headache. Although Uncle Maori and Inspector Megure were not incapable of solving the case, it would take time! He had to find a way to let them solve the case before Hattori woke up!

Besides, even if I ignore Hattori, as a detective in Osaka, he can't stay here forever! From now on, the agency still has to rely on Uncle Mori to support it! However, I don't want to expose my existence. After all, anesthetizing Mori is not an option!

So, what should we do to allow Mao Li to connect the clues of the case smoothly?

Just as Conan was thinking, Genta's voice rang out beside him:

"Sister Yoko, your house is so hot! Is it always this hot here?"

As he spoke, he lifted up his shirt and fanned himself.

"No, I remember I turned off the air conditioner before going out! Besides, I wouldn't turn it on so hot this season, would I?"

Yoko also said with a little doubt.

'Yes! '

After hearing the conversation between the two, Conan reacted instantly. Isn’t this the best way?

I am no longer a high school detective, but a child!

Is it normal for a child to make some rude requests? It is normal!

Is it normal for a child to express his or her childish fantasies? It is also normal!

But, my impolite request, my childish fantasy, happened to be connected to the case, and just happened to provide that flash of inspiration, so does this have anything to do with me? No!

After all, I only made two requests and expressed some wild ideas! It was the uncle who solved the case, and it was the uncle who connected my requests and ideas with the case. I didn't do anything!

As for whether Uncle Maori would be unable to react...

"I don't think so... After all, Edogawa Conan has done this kind of thing before! Uncle Mori, you won't stay that long!"

Conan thought with a complicated expression.

"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time! I hope Uncle Mori is not as useless as I thought! Otherwise, I really can only find a way to make the sleeping Kogoro appear in the world!"

Thinking of this, Conan no longer hesitated and rushed directly to Maori:

"Uncle Maori, it's so hot! Can you give me some ice to cool down?"

"Go away, kid, go play somewhere else! Uncle is still busy!"

Maoli didn't even raise his head and started to drive people away in disgust.

"Alas, the temperature is indeed a bit high. Can you please help me get some ice water?"

Megure shook his head and, in recognition of Conan's great help, arranged for a police officer to get some ice water.

"Come to think of it, Yoko's testimony also mentioned abnormal temperatures, didn't it?"

Megure muttered softly, then began to read the testimony over and over again.

Seeing this, Conan smiled:

'First step, completed!'

Suddenly, he thought of something and shouted to the police who were leaving:

"By the way, could the police officer please bring me a few more cups!"

Soon, the police officer who was sent out came over with two glasses of ice water and handed them to Conan:

"I'm sorry, uncle only has two hands and can't bring more water."

Conan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"It's okay! Thank you, uncle~"

After saying that, he picked up the ice water and handed one of the cups to Xiaolan. Then, he took the other cup of water and ran towards the three little ones.

Xiaolan subconsciously took the cup of water and stared blankly at the cup in her hand and Conan's back as he walked away. She frowned slightly, as if she had thought of something.

Conan, not knowing the consequences of his unconscious action, gave each of the three little ones an ice cube and raised his voice slightly:

"Here. It'll melt into water soon, but ice cubes can keep you cool!"

"Ah! Conan-kun, you're so cunning! I want ice water too!"

"Me too!"

Despite saying so, the three little ones took the ice cubes obediently and did not fight for the water cup in Conan's hand. Seeing this, Conan smiled and found that Megure seemed to be paying attention to this side, so he said loudly:

"There's nothing we can do. After all, there's only so much ice. If there were a person-sized ice cube, we wouldn't be so hot!"

"But, can you lower the air conditioner temperature?"

"But if the air conditioner temperature is too low, the ice won't melt!"