Conan: Life between Green Plum and Skyfall

Conan thought about it, glanced at this guy, and said slowly:

"I'm sorry, I accidentally kicked the ashtray out and it hit you on the head!"

"You kid!"

Hattori glared at Conan with some dissatisfaction. What if his brain, which he was so proud of, was kicked and broken? And this brat, his apology was not sincere! With that tone, was he apologizing to him?

"Hey? But, big brother from Africa, it was you who tricked me into drinking first~"

Conan shook his head and said cutely:

"So, we cancel each other out, don't we?"

"Tsk, you little brat! I told you I can't handle naughty kids!"

Hattori muttered a few words under his breath, but said nothing more! After all, it was true that Conan knocked him out, but it was also true that he tricked the child into drinking! To be honest, he was the one with the biggest problem!

Thinking of this, he shook his head and said nothing more:

"So, Mr. Officer, and this uncle, have you solved the case?"

Seeing Hattori wake up, Megure and Maori looked at each other and sighed helplessly:

"No, we didn't get the key information in the clue, so..."

They tried their best, even resorting to unconventional tactics (though not necessarily their own). Even so, they still couldn't solve the case! They were outmatched, so they had no choice but to admit it.

"No? Shouldn't it be?"

Hattori glanced at the two men with some confusion. The clues were so clear, how could they not figure it out? Sure enough, the Metropolitan Police Department's Investigation Division, rumored to be able to clear their name as "tax thieves," had only just come up with this!

"In that case, I will reveal the truth of this case!"

Hattori smiled and then began his own reasoning.

However, after a reasoning that was no different from the original plot, the frowning Megure and Mori breathed a sigh of relief. Megure walked forward and patted Hattori on the shoulder:

"Hattori-san, although I understand your eagerness to solve the case, it's better not to say this kind of impossible reasoning out loud!"

"Huh? What do you mean by impossible reasoning?"

Hattori was stunned for a moment, then loudly retorted.

"Because, time!"

Maori added:

"Megure and I have also thought of your idea, but there is a loophole in the time!"

"this......"

Hattori was stunned when he heard this, frowned, thought about the time required for various things, and then suddenly opened his eyes wide:

"Ice can't freeze it!"

"Got it? So, young man, it's better not to jump to conclusions!"

Megure patted Hattori's shoulder with a smile, and then his expression became restrained. He didn't expect that even the famous detective in the report who could rival Shinichi's brother was fooled by the real culprit behind the scenes!

That's right, in his eyes, this method was just a sleight of hand! Everything seemed so reasonable, the motive for suicide, the means of suicide, even the means of framing were so perfectly prepared! If it were in the past, he would definitely have closed the case like this!

But he's not the same person he was before! He still remembers everything Shinichi taught him! Details determine success or failure! That's why he discovered the only discrepancy in this case: time.

If Conan knew that the reason why Megure was so perceptive and discovered the loophole was because of his previous efforts, he would probably be in a dilemma!

"So that's what detectives are like!"

"Yeah, yeah, I thought he was so powerful, but I didn't expect the policeman to be even better!"

"I mean, I was thinking about changing it to the Detective Team, but now it seems like it's a good thing we didn't change it!"

The three little ones started chirping and making noise again, which gave Conan a headache.

"Everyone, be quiet! Inspector Megure and Hattori Heiji are both thinking seriously!"

At this moment, Xiaolan came over with a smile, touched the three little ones' heads, and said gently. Seeing this, the three little ones quickly stretched out their hands and made a zipper gesture on their mouths.

"You're so good! I'll treat you to some cookies later!"

Seeing the three little ones being appeased, Conan breathed a sigh of relief. He continued to think along his own lines:

"Although the anime's technique is designed to be impossible to replicate to prevent copycats, it's certainly possible in the real world! So, the question is, where does the ice come from?"

"By the way, Sister Xiaolan, can you make us ice cream? It's so hot here!"

Just then, Yuantai's voice rang out.

"I really want to help you, but I don't know how to make ice cream!"

Xiaolan said a little embarrassedly.

"But, as long as we freeze the ice cubes, can't we make ice cream?"

"Ice cream is different from ice! Ice can be frozen as long as the temperature is low enough, but ice cream can't be frozen!"

Xiaolan responded with a smile.

Hearing this, Conan seemed to have thought of something:

"Right! As long as the temperature is high enough, ice can be made, right? So why do we need a refrigerator? What if we use something else to make ice?"

Thinking of this, Conan suddenly turned his head to look at Ikezawa Yuko who was sitting beside him with her head down and a depressed look on her face:

"Sister, you said you knocked that big brother down, right?"

"Huh? Yeah! He attacked me suddenly, so I instinctively knocked him down!"

Yuko was stunned for a moment, but nodded and admitted it.

"So, when he attacked you, did he have anything with him?"

Conan asked.

"This... seems like he's carrying a backpack! I don't know what's inside the backpack!"

Yuko thought about it and said uncertainly.

"what!"

When Megure heard this, he suddenly shouted:

"Why didn't you tell me this when you were recording your testimony?"

"You didn't even ask!"

Yuko rolled her eyes and said dissatisfiedly.

"..."

Megure was silent for a moment, then called the people from the Forensic Department over, gave them a few instructions, and asked them to go outside and search.

Soon, they found a backpack under the apartment building. Inside the backpack was a very large, insulated bucket. After testing, it was found that some dry ice had been stored inside.

"So, this is the origin of ice!"

Looking at the backpack, Megure breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought there was some hidden secret, but it's so simple! But why did this guy bring so much dry ice?"

Maori scratched his head and asked curiously.

"Maybe, there are some little thoughts!"

Hattori glanced at Yoko, who had an innocent look on her face, and then looked at Fujie Akiyoshi, who was lying on the ground:

"After all, releasing a large amount of dry ice in a closed environment can cause people to suffocate or even faint!"

Conan looked at the corpse on the ground speechlessly:

"It's a science world! In such a large room, can such a small amount of dry ice really make someone faint? And, are you mistaken? Isn't ether the most commonly used kidnapping tool for Mihua?!"

He hadn't expected this guy to actually bring a large bottle of dry ice and try to kidnap Yoko! Obviously, all the kidnappers used ether, so you're the only one who's trying to be special, right?