Ke Xue: I picked up a bottle of sherry at the beginning.

Xiaolan clenched her fists, her expression helpless and angry: "I am not Kudo Shinichi's woman. Kudo Shinichi has been missing for a long time, and I don't know where he is?"

Hattori Heiji doubted: "Even you don't know where he is. Could Kudo Shinichi have died in an accident?"

Xiaolan said indifferently: "Whether he is dead or alive has nothing to do with me. If you are looking for Kudo Shinichi, I can't do anything for you. Please do as you please."

Hattori Heiji still didn't believe it: "Then let's do this, Kudo will definitely come back to find you anyway, so I'll just stay here with you now!" After saying that, Hattori Heiji went straight into the house without waiting for Xiaolan's reaction.

"Hey! Wait a minute!" Before Xiaolan could stop him, she saw Hattori Heiji taking two quick steps and looking around the room.

"It seems that Kudo is really not here."

"Of course!" Xiaolan said unhappily, "You..."

39. African migrant worker Heiji Hattori appears

Hattori Heiji's voice disturbed Maori Kogoro who was watching TV. Maori Kogoro looked at Hattori Heiji with a sullen face and said, "Who are you, an African kid, disturbing others so early in the morning?"

Hattori Heiji twitched his lips and took off his hat: "I'm not African, I'm from Osaka! My name is Hattori Heiji, and I'm a high school detective like Kudo Shinichi.

Kudo and I, one the Hattori of Kansai and the other the Kudo of Kanto, are often compared. But lately, I haven't heard from Kudo, and he hasn't appeared in the news. There are even rumors that he's disappeared.

So I came here to confirm what happened to this guy Kudo and whether he is qualified to be compared with me."

After saying that, Hattori Heiji showed a confident smile.

"But Shinichi brother... Achoo!" Conan was about to speak, but two snots flowed out in the middle of his words...

"This kid seems to have a serious cold..." Hattori Heiji looked at Conan worriedly, raised his hand and took down the travel bag on his back, from which he pulled out a beautifully packaged glass bottle. He poured the liquid into a paper cup and handed it to Conan, "After drinking this, the cold will be cured soon."

After Conan took the paper cup, he drank the liquid in it without thinking too much. The spicy taste of the white wine made Conan stick out his tongue.

"Ha...haha...burp..." After drinking the medicine, Conan's face turned red and he had a silly smile on his face.

Seeing Conan's strange look, Xiaolan ran over and supported the staggering Conan, and asked with concern: "Conan, what's wrong with you?"

Conan was completely drunk, so how could he reply? He just kept on grinning. Seeing Conan's behavior, how could Ran, who had lived with the drunkard Maori Kogoro for so many years, not understand? She turned around and glared at Hattori Heiji in dissatisfaction: "I say, what on earth did you give him to drink?"

Heiji tore open the wrapping paper on the bottle. "This is a liquor called Shirakan. I'm sorry to bother you all here before I meet Kudo. This is a meeting gift. Take it!"

Xiaolan took the bottle of white wine under Maori Kogoro's covetous eyes, looked at the alcohol content on the label, and said, "Although this wine has the effect of keeping out the cold, the alcohol content is still a bit high for a child."

"Is that so?" Hattori Heiji scratched his head apologetically and glanced at the drunk Conan, "I'm sorry, little brother."

At this moment, there was another knock on the door. Everyone in the room turned their attention to the door. A middle-aged woman wearing sunglasses was standing there, saying dissatisfiedly, "How long do you want me to ring the bell outside? Your detective agency is really good at receiving guests!"

Xiaolan quickly invited the woman into the house and sat down. Mao Li straightened his clothes and sat opposite her. The woman introduced herself as Tatsumura Gongjiang, her husband was a diplomat, and she came this time to ask Mao Li to investigate her son's girlfriend.

"You want me to investigate the character of your son's girlfriend, right?"

Maori Kogoro took the information from Tatsumura Gongjiang and flipped through it carefully, puzzled. "But from these materials, your son's girlfriend is a person of good character. What are you dissatisfied with?"

Seeing that Dacun Gongjiang looked a little embarrassed, Xiaolan took over and said, "It's because everything about this girl is perfect that makes people feel a little uneasy."

Dacun Gongjiang glanced at Xiaolan, nodded, and a trace of imperceptible gratitude flashed across his eyes.

After a while, Dacun Gongjiang stood up and said, "You can discuss the details with my husband after you get to my house."

"Excuse me, should I go there now?" Maori Kogoro asked weakly. "Your relationship is already not good, and your husband is a diplomat. If people knew I was in a place like this, there would inevitably be rumors, which would affect the diplomat's reputation."

"Why don't I go with you?" said Hattori Heiji.

"Boy, why are you following him..." Maori curled his lips.

"That way, no one will be suspicious..."

"That's true." Kogoro Mouri felt that what Hattori Heiji said made sense.

Dacun Gongjiang said somewhat dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it better if fewer people know about this kind of thing?"

Hattori Heiji said: "If there are too many people, they will just think we are guests and there will be no scandal."

Dacun Gongjiang suddenly realized: "Why don't you all come together?"

So, the group came to the diplomat's residence.

"Madam, you're back." The housekeeper of the Damura family bowed respectfully.

At the head of the village's Gongjiang River, he took off his coat and sunglasses, "Where's the master?"

"It should be in the study."

At this time, Mrs. Tatsumura's son Takayoshi Tatsumura and his girlfriend Sachiko Katsuragi came over, and the two looked very affectionate.

"Why are you here?" Tatsumura Gongjiang glared at Katsuragi Sachiko and asked sternly.

"I asked her to come. I saw that Dad was unwilling to meet Sachiko, so I forced him to agree. It seems that Dad has not left the study since just now." Takayoshi Tatsumura replied.

Katsuragi Sachiko looked at Izumi's group and asked with a smile, "Mom, are these guests your friends?"

"It doesn't matter to you," Tatsumura Kimie replied coldly. Sachiko and Tatsumura Takayoshi's smiles instantly vanished. Tatsumura Kimie continued, "Also, I don't think you have the status to speak directly to my mother."

"Yeah, sorry."

Led by Tatsumura Kimie, everyone came to the study of diplomat Tatsumura Do on the second floor.

"Honey, Mr. Maori and others are here." Damura Gongjiang knocked on the door a few times, but no one responded, so he had to push the door open and walked in.

Everyone found that diplomat Dacun Dong was sitting behind his desk, with his chin resting on one hand, and he seemed to be sleeping. Opera was playing on the tape recorder next to him.

"Really? How could you fall asleep without even turning off the music..." Dacun Gongjiang nudged Dacun Dong, "Honey, get up! Mr. Maori is here. Old..."

After being pushed by Damura Gongjiang, the diplomat's body fell straight to the side and fell heavily to the ground with a dull thud.

"Hubby! What's wrong with you? Cheer up..."

Kogoro Mori and Heiji Hattori rushed in quickly.

Hattori Heiji looked at the corpse and shook his head.

"Madam, you can call the police now." Kogoro Mouri said coldly.

……

Twenty minutes later, Inspector Megure arrived at the scene with his men, including Shiraizumi Masu.

"The deceased is Tatsumura Do, 54 years old, a diplomat..." Officer Megure carefully examined Tatsumura Do's body, stroking his chin and saying, "Brother Izumi, was this murder?"

"Inspector Megure, I haven't even seen the scene yet?" Shiraizumi Mashi was speechless. Inspector Megure was too confused.

"That's true..." Inspector Megure smiled embarrassedly.

Hattori Heiji touched his chin, walked up to Shiraizumi Masu, and said, "It's you... the one known as the savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department."

"Huh? You know me? Also, when did I get this nickname?" Baiquan Yi looked at the young man in front of him. His facial features were very similar to Kudo Shinichi, but he was as dark as charcoal.

"I know you. The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department is known as the shame of the Japanese police community, and you were assigned to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department to save the Japanese police community from this shame."

"Is there such a thing?"

It was the first time that Shiraizumi Yi heard that he was sent to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department to rescue the situation because of his outstanding performance.

Veins popped out of Inspector Megure's forehead: "Hey! Who are you? You speak so harshly."

Hattori Heiji smirked and said, "Don't be surprised when I tell you this. I am the most famous high school detective in Kansai, Hattori Heiji."

Inspector Megure sweatdropped: "So he's Hattori Heizo's son. Uh... I can't afford to offend him, but can I just hide from him?"

Inspector Megure didn't bother to pay attention to Hattori Heiji. He walked up to Maori Kogoro and said, "Mori, you're here too. What's going on now?"

Maori Kogoro said first: "I don't see any obvious injuries on the deceased. Maybe he died of natural causes..."

"No, it was poisoning." Hattori Heiji rejected Mori Kogoro's reasoning.

Hattori Heiji winked at Shiraizumi Masu and stated his reasoning with some pride:

"This deceased was poisoned. There's a red mark on the edge of his hair, and a needle was found next to his body. His lips and the tips of his hands and feet have begun to turn purple, and there's blood oozing from his conjunctiva. These are all signs of death by suffocation.

However, there are no signs of strangulation or drowning. It can be inferred that the deceased was killed by a needle pierced through the neck with a highly toxic substance. Furthermore, this poison must have been a highly lethal one.

After completing his reasoning, Hattori Heiji raised his hand to press down the brim of his hat, "Isn't that right, Officer Shiro?"

"Uh...that's right." Bai Quanyi nodded speechlessly.

"Based on the deceased's body temperature and the lack of any stiffness or death spots on his body, the deceased must have been killed within thirty minutes before we entered the study." Hattori Heiji said with confidence.

Everyone present was speechless at Hattori Heiji's brilliant and logical reasoning.

40. Slap Kudo Shinichi and Hattori Heiji in the face

"That's right." Bai Quanyi nodded. "This is exactly the symptom of poison suffocation."

Conan, who was dizzy, also agreed with this point of view.

Inspector Megure touched his chin and said, "It's worth mentioning that all the windows in the study are locked from the inside, so it's impossible to get out of the room... So, this door is the only entrance and exit..." Inspector Megure turned to look at Mrs. Tatsumura, "Madam, there should be several keys to this study, right?"

"No," Mrs. Tatsumura shook her head. "There are only two keys to the study." She reached into the bag she was carrying and took out a key with a key ring. "One is the one in my hand, and the other is with my husband."

"On your husband?" Inspector Megure was shocked.

"Yes," Mrs. Tsujimura nodded, "my husband usually puts it in his trouser pocket."

"Is that so? Then I'll go and confirm it." Inspector Megure turned and walked to Mr. Tatsumura's body.

Inspector Megure reached into the corpse's trouser pocket and fumbled around, "Really? It's bulging." As he said that, Inspector Megure pulled out Tsujimura Isao's trouser pocket.

"Double pockets..." Quan Yi concentrated slightly.

Inspector Megure pulled out the bulging object, and it turned out to be the same key as the one in Tatsumura Kimie's hand!

"How...how is this possible?" Inspector Megure cried out in shock.

"This...is this the so-called closed room murder?" Kogoro Mouri was shocked.

Conan felt hot all over, dizzy, and even his ears were buzzing from time to time. "This... is a bit bad..." Big drops of sweat flowed down Conan's forehead, even his temples were wet.

"Are you okay, Conan?" Xiaolan looked at Conan with concern and touched his head. "It's so hot!"

"I'm fine, Sister Xiaolan." Conan forced a smile.

"Don't be so stubborn. I'll take you outside to rest." Xiaolan picked up Conan and took him to the living room downstairs to lie down and rest.

After the two left, everyone turned their attention back to the deceased.

"This... this is impossible...?" Kogoro Mouri murmured after thinking hard for a while.

Hattori Heiji looked at Kogoro Mori's expression, his eyes narrowing slightly as he sneered inwardly. "As expected, the reasoning of this uncle published in the newspapers recently wasn't his own at all, it was Kudo Shinichi's!" Hattori's mind once again flashed back to the figure in the blue suit. "He's the one who solved all the cases. This incompetent uncle secretly contacted Kudo, seeking his help to solve the case. I guess it's the same this time. Very good, who will solve this locked room murder case first? We'll see, Kudo Shinichi!" Hattori's eyes flashed with confidence.

"And Shiraizumi! I will prove that I am better than you!" Hattori looked at Shiraizumi who was calm. Obviously, Shiraizumi didn't care about him.

"The crime occurred between 3:30 and 4:00." Hattori stood up and looked at everyone. "In short, we should find an alibi for anyone who might have committed the crime during this time as soon as possible!"

"Brother Izumi, what do you think?" Inspector Megure looked at Shirai Izumi and asked for his opinion. Although Hattori's reasoning sounded reasonable, Shirai Izumi was the police officer after all.

"Let's do as this African friend says." Bai Quanyi nodded.

"I'm not African, I'm Hattori Heiji!" Hattori Heiji was going crazy. After arriving in Tokyo, everyone thought he was from Africa.

"So, the housekeeper Mr. Koike was chatting with the neighbors nearby at the gate between three and four in the afternoon, right?" Inspector Megure began to ask everyone for their alibi.

"Yeah." Koike Fumio was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"Mr. Takayama and Ms. Sachiko also arrived just before Mrs. Tatsumura returned home, right?"

"Yes, that's right," replied Fumio Koike.

"So when Mr. Koike arrived at the gate and met Mrs. Tatsumura, where were you?"

"We went to my father's study, but the door was locked. He didn't answer when we called him, so we came downstairs quickly," said Mr. Guishan.

"After I came down, I was right at the gate. I met my mother," said Miss Sachiko.

"So, Mr. Li Guang's arrival here was after 2 o'clock."

"Yes. I finally got here. But Ah Xun was locked in the study, and Gong Jiang went out again. I felt bored, so I stayed at home and watched TV." said Mr. Li Guang.

"So, when did Mrs. Tatsumura go out?"

"I left home before one o'clock," said Mrs. Takura.

After listening to everyone's alibis, Hattori Heiji had already identified the culprit.

"The real murderer is you!" Hattori Heiji turned around and pointed his finger at the old man, Tatsumura Toshimitsu!

"What?" Inspector Megure was incredulous. "Is there any basis for this?"