Model worker and his little darling

Fortunately, they reacted quickly and none of them were injured.

The truck crashed into the laundromat, but the driver quickly pulled the front of the truck out, reversed, and turned to escape.

Enraged, Uncle Mori chased after him, yelling, "Stop right there!"

The truck driver was wearing a black hood and had a scar on his elbow.

Knowing that his beloved Mori brother had almost gotten into trouble, Inspector Megure took time out of his busy schedule to come and comfort him.

"The car was indeed stolen by the murderer. It seems that this was a planned crime."

Just then, Uncle Mori's phone, which he had mistakenly taken, received another message.

It turns out the killer's plan failed, and he sent out another flag. This infuriated Uncle Mori; not only did the killer seek revenge, but he also dragged innocent people into it.

So he decided to take matters into his own hands, using himself as bait, to find the murderer.

"No, it's too dangerous for you to act alone."

“Officer, you’re right, but I can’t listen to you this time. If I have a second or third victim, how can I face the public?”

After saying that, Uncle Mori put his hands in his pockets, walked away with a dashing air, and went to find the murderer.

"Don't worry, officer, we will help the uncle find the murderer."

Upon seeing Hirai, Inspector Megure nodded, gave him a few words of advice, and then took Sato Takagi back to work overtime.

Heiji was left staring at Conan.

"I don't think we'll find the murderer this way, like searching for a needle in a haystack."

"Brother Pingqing, could it be them?"

Pingqing shook his head. "No, that method is too much trouble for them. I think the murderer was after the old man."

Conan pondered for a moment, "Inspector Takagi said that the culprit didn't leave any clues or fingerprints in either of the two incidents. He was afraid that leaving fingerprints would expose him, which would mean his fingerprints were on record, implying he has a criminal record and knows Uncle's personality very well..."

"So now we need to investigate the murderers that the uncle arrested, to see if any of them were recently released from prison and want to take revenge on the uncle."

And so, Conan's tool, Takagi, came online.

Back at the detective agency, Takagi had already investigated everything.

A few years ago, while chasing cockroaches around his house, the man accidentally caught a thief. Coincidentally, this thief was recently released from prison.

Looking at the photo in the case record, Pingqing blinked, looking rather peculiar.

The next day.

Conan dragged Hirai to the bar.

Store manager Inoue is on the phone with Uncle Mori. He heard that Mr. Kimura went to Lake Mihana, and the man with the scar on his arm went with him.

Seeing that Manager Inoue had hung up the phone, Conan played a little trick and threw a coin under the car.

"You dropped the money, so I'll move the car and help you find it."

"okay, thank you."

With Conan's cover, Hirai sneaked into the bar and opened Inoue's briefcase, inside which was a rifle. He then found a bottle of nail polish remover on the counter.

"Brother Pingqing, have you found anything?"

"Look, here you are."

Looking at the photos taken by Pingqing, Director Ke began directing the film.

……

The police car sped towards Lake Mihana. Sharp-eyed Takagi spotted a figure boating on the lake. "Officer, isn't that Mr. Mori on the boat?"

Although the face was not clearly visible, the figure was a shape that Inspector Megure was familiar with.

“It’s Mori, my friend. There’s absolutely no cover there. If the killer were to aim at him, it would be extremely dangerous.”

Then, the sharp-eyed Sato noticed something reflecting light on the opposite bank of the river.

Inspector Megure was shocked. "It's a rifle. The murderer is aiming at Mori."

"boom!"

With a gunshot, the people in the boat disappeared on the lake.

Upon arriving at the lake, Inspector Megure directed his subordinates to rescue Uncle Mori.

"Officer, don't panic."

Everyone was surprised to see Hirai and Conan appear. "Hirai, Conan, what's going on? Where's Mori?"

"Officer, don't worry, the uncle is fine. We'll catch the culprit soon."

At this moment, Inoue, the store manager, drove to the scene.

Hirai and Conan exchanged a glance; the culprit had indeed walked right into their trap.

“I learned some news from Mr. Kimura’s wife. I was planning to tell Mr. Mori about it as soon as possible, but I didn’t expect this to happen.”

"Ah!"

A sneeze, and the uncle arrived late, carrying a mannequin.

Seeing that Mori was still alive and well, Inoue was greatly disappointed.

Inspector Megure patted the man heavily on the shoulder. "Brother Mori, I'm glad you're alright. So you put the dummy on the boat to lure the culprit out."

Although Taira no Kiyoshi said Mori was alright, he was relieved to see Megure.

Inspector Megure truly loves the older man.

Uncle Mori coughed twice and looked at everyone present with a serious expression.

"Since everyone is here, let's get the case straight. Actually, Kimura never existed from the beginning. In other words, the killer's target was me from the start. The killer fabricated a person named Kimura in order to cover up his motive for wanting to kill me."

"So, the accident at the construction site, the timing of the subsequent car crash, and the warning text message were all methods used by the murderer to cover up his crime."

"Everything is as the officer said. The so-called Mr. Kimura is actually Mr. Inoue, the manager of Lemon Bar. The bottles in your bar that say 'Kimura' are filled with water, and there's also nail polish remover. There's a briefcase in the car, right? Can we take a look?"

Seeing a group of police officers staring at him, Inoue took out the car keys and handed them to Sato.

Sato took out his briefcase and saw that it contained a rifle.

"This is the rifle that just attacked me. There's a rifle bullet stuck in the left chest of this dummy. We'll test the ballistics of the bullet and the rifle. This is the evidence."

Seeing this, Inoue tried to struggle a bit more, "But I had no motive to kill Mr. Mori at all."

Uncle Mori walked up to him and said, "You hate me for arresting you three years ago. After you were released from prison, you had plastic surgery and became a different person, Mr. Hiroshi Ukita."

After being called by his real name, Inoue knelt down on the ground with a thud.

“Three years ago I had a girlfriend, and I wanted to marry her before we got married. After you arrested me, my girlfriend left me. So I want to take revenge on you for ruining everything for me.”

Inspector Megure, who was standing nearby, couldn't stand it anymore and turned into a life coach, giving Inoue a stern lecture.

"What kind of talk is this? Can you get true happiness with money obtained through crime? You're transferring this hatred onto Brother Mori and doing something foolish again. Don't you think you're stupid and pathetic?"

Pingqing clicked his tongue. He had finally gotten out, only to be sent back to the police station by Uncle Mori.