Zongman: This friendly communication system is too friendly

But looking at Uncle Mori's expression, he seems to be pointing fingers at Director Ochiai.

Although Wang Changsheng didn't know what happened in the regional exhibition hall, which led to Boss Manaka not being killed by Director Ochiai, he was left in this state where he couldn't speak or move his hands.

But Wang Changsheng was sure that Director Ochiai’s shadow must be involved.

Could it be that Uncle Maori is going to identify the real murderer in one fell swoop?

Is his brain suddenly working better again?

Just when Wang Changsheng thought that maybe because this was no longer a simple Conan world, even Mouri Kogoro had become a little smarter, the other party gave him a "surprise".

"Brother Maori, do you know who attacked Boss Manaka? Stop keeping me in suspense and tell me now."

Since Uncle Maori has appeared in front of Inspector Megure frequently recently, he can always make well-reasoned inferences and always catch the real murderer in the end.

Therefore, Inspector Megure still believed Uncle Mori's words to some extent.

Seeing that his tone was so certain, he pressed his hat and then asked in a hurry.

Uncle Maori didn't hesitate. He snorted twice and said firmly, "The one who really made Mr. Manaka what he is now is actually you, Director Ochiai..."

Wang Changsheng and Director Ochiai were both very nervous.

"My granddaughter Yu Ochiai!"

Everyone: "???"

[News]: Negative points from Wang Changsheng +666

Wang Changsheng, with a frown on his face, looked at Uncle Maori with a hint of piety.

I'm so sorry, I was presumptuous.

I shouldn't have doubted your ability as a prophet.

Next time you give gold water to anyone, I will no longer question your ability.

You are pure innocence and a prophet!

I'll go with you, no problem!

Inspector Megure's face was also full of question marks, and his sharp eyes turned into disbelief at this time. It seemed that he had never expected that this brother Mori could come up with such a speculation.

However, based on the fact that Uncle Maori always managed to find the real murderer, and even though he had just received information that Director Ochiai's granddaughter, Ochiai Yu, was only in the first grade of elementary school, he still tried to ask, "Brother Maori...what do you mean?"

The subtext is that he should give a reasonable explanation as soon as possible.

Uncle Maori pointed at Director Ochiai with one hand, his tone full of deep certainty: "It's common knowledge that Boss Manaka and you, Director Ochiai, are not on good terms. It just so happens that they came here to cause trouble today, and it just so happens that your granddaughter wants to come to your art exhibition, which you may not hold again. When you and this boss clashed here, your granddaughter happened to see you. Seeing her grandfather being bullied, how could a child not be anxious? She rushed forward and accidentally caused Boss Manaka to lose his balance and fall to the ground, breaking his spine. That's what made him what he is now."

"That's the only truth! Otherwise, why would you let her leave so quickly? You were worried that she was just a child, a little girl at that, and would be under a lot of psychological pressure facing the police. You were afraid she might say something wrong, so you sent her away quickly."

Uncle Maori stated his inference and hummed twice in satisfaction: "Well, am I right?"

As Uncle Maori finished speaking, everyone present fell silent.

For a moment, it was so quiet here that even the sound of breathing became a little louder.

Everyone turned their eyes to Uncle Maori.

However, unlike the admiring looks he had imagined, why did these people all seem to be speechless and full of contempt?

Uncle Maori came to his senses and found that everyone was just looking at him silently, and frowned.

Although none of them spoke, they could definitely feel the sense of being excluded and targeted.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Being a detective means making bold guesses! And what I said is well-founded, isn't it? This curator simply sent his granddaughter away early." Uncle Maori said seriously.

You shut up, you...

Wang Changsheng really couldn't bear to watch it anymore. If Uncle Maori continued talking, it would not only be Xiaolan who felt embarrassed, but even he, a passerby who only had a "little friendship" or "met a few times" with Uncle Maori, felt embarrassed for him.

Wang Changsheng coughed twice, then smiled innocently and said, "Uncle Maori, if you are following your speculation, then the child was careless after all. There was no need for the curator to hide her because she was just a child and would not be punished."

"How can that be the same? Even if they don't face any punishment, they'll still have to pay a large sum of money!" Uncle Maori disagreed. "The fact that this art museum has been sold means its business is in dire straits. Maybe the director doesn't want to pay the compensation?"

Hey……

You know what, when Uncle Maori said this, it seemed like there was some perverse logic in it.

Wang Changsheng almost believed it.

Inspector Megure standing by was speechless.

Detectives can make bold guesses, but they cannot make blind assumptions.

It can be weird, but not weird!

How is it possible that the perpetrator is a first-grade kid?

He couldn't help but hold his forehead and said, "Brother Maoli, please stop joking here. Please think seriously!"

Uncle Maori was about to retort that his reasoning was very serious.

Tomoyo, who had been silent the entire time, spoke up. "Generally speaking, whether it's an art museum, its director, or their family, they all purchase a substantial amount of accident insurance. If that little girl really was the one who accidentally caused Mr. Manaka to be in this state... well, even a small mistake wouldn't matter; they'd all receive a substantial amount of compensation in the end. This amount of money would cover Mr. Manaka's death."

"Huh? Is that so?" Uncle Maori was stunned when he heard what Tomoyo said and scratched the back of his head.

He might not believe what other people say, but although Chise is just a child, he is from a wealthy family, so Uncle Maori would believe him more.

Conan's mouth twitched as he added, "Yes, yes~ Even if that little girl really did meet Boss Manaka, she's just a little girl. How could she have knocked Boss Manaka down? She would undoubtedly have needed tools to knock him down, but there were no signs of tools or fighting at the scene."

"This..." Uncle Maori also hesitated.

Conan rolled his eyes in his heart at the unreliable middle-aged man, and then said naively: "Although that boss Manaka can't speak anymore, he seems to have left something behind before he was in this state. When he saw us, he tried desperately to give it to us. It seems that he wrote something down."

Conan's reminder reminded Uncle Maori of this incident. He nodded quickly and walked towards the hell exhibition hall.

Inspector Megure frowned and wanted to stop them, but since the evidence had already been collected inside, and Uncle Mori was indeed the first discoverer of the case and had collaborated on so many cases before, there was nothing wrong with going in to take a look.

Thinking of this, Inspector Megure let Uncle Maori go in, and Conan, Wang Changsheng, Chiyo and others naturally followed hurriedly.

???

Watching a group of little brats file in, Inspector Megure glared.

How come so many people came in all of a sudden?

Having no choice but to follow him in, Inspector Megure caught up with Uncle Mori and wanted to see what Boss Manaka had left behind.

As soon as Wang Changsheng and Xiaoying approached, they looked at each other.

There is indeed a lot of magic left here.

Wang Changsheng had some doubts in his heart, but since Boss Manaka was not really dead, regardless of whether the murderer was Director Ochiai or not, he decided to help the director hide some traces that might expose him.

Thinking of this, he moved closer to Director Ochiai and gently pulled his trouser legs.

"Little boy, what can I do for you?" Director Ochiai lowered his head and looked at this boy who was even more handsome and cute than Conan, and his tone unconsciously became a little friendlier.

"Director, I have something to write down, but my pen has run out of ink. Can you lend me your pen?" Wang Changsheng smiled slightly.

"Pen?" Director Ochiai frowned slightly, then smiled and nodded, "Of course."

He took out the pen that had been placed there from his clothes and handed it to Wang Changsheng.

Xiaoying, who was watching Wang Changsheng's actions, couldn't help but wonder and asked Zhishi beside her: "Don't we have pens? Why did Xiao Wang want to borrow one from the director?"

Zhishi glanced at Wang Changsheng, with a hint of deep meaning in his dark purple eyes.

She shook her head and said in a low voice: "I don't know, maybe his pen is broken. It's nothing, we don't need to say more."

Sakura didn't quite understand, but nodded anyway.

Since Xiao Wang did this, there must be some deeper meaning behind it, right?

Yes, that must be the case!

Xiaoying now has a blind trust in Wang Changsheng.

4.4 leave

I have to go to the hospital today + have an interview + prepare to visit the grave tomorrow, so I need to take a day off. However, I will come back to update as soon as possible after visiting the grave tomorrow.

(Is there any big brother who will directly recruit me into the company? Hahaha, just give me the minimum wage and five insurances and one fund so that I can write)

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I had a big emotional problem yesterday and I was so upset that I didn’t even take a day off. Sorry, I’m making up for it now.

Chapter 191 It’s you who’s causing trouble!

Without anyone else noticing, Wang Changsheng quietly replaced Director Ochiai's pen.

Afterwards, under the gaze of Sakura and Tomoyo, he happily ran to Director Ochiai, and then in a baby voice, asked Director Ochiai to bend down and personally put the pen back into his pocket.

"Oh, what a good kid."

Since Wang Changsheng held the pen with both hands and put it directly in, Director Ochiai's attention was not on the pen. He just gently touched Wang Changsheng's hair, so he did not notice that his pen was no longer his original one.

The one belonging to Director Ochiai was thrown directly into the World Tree by Wang Changsheng.

He then retreated back to Sakura's side and waited quietly for the development of the case.

The boss Manaka, who was lying on the ground, almost completely exhausted and staring at the gate eagerly, was finally taken away by the ambulance that arrived late.

However, his current condition is already very miserable, and the golden rescue time has long been missed. I am afraid that even if he is sent to the hospital now, it will be difficult for him to be cured.

Wang Changsheng could feel that there was a strange power in the other person's body. It seemed that the fat man became like this because he was disturbed by this power. However, it seems that the power is very weak now, and there are not many people here, so Wang Changsheng can't go and investigate.

But this made him even more curious about what had happened in this hell exhibition hall before.

Under the police investigation, Kubota was listed as the first suspect.

After all, he had no way to provide an alibi, and with the identification of Director Ochiai, it was confirmed that he had secretly resold the artworks in the museum to Mr. Manaka.

Of course, the most important point is that the police found the ancient armor that disappeared from the Hell Exhibition Hall in Kubota, and they also found bloodstains in the armor.

"So the ghost armor rumored outside is just man-made?"

After hearing the news, Xiaolan couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Conan curled his lips at the side.

He looked at Wang Changsheng and Director Ochiai, with doubts in his mind.

The police seem to have determined that Kubota is the most suspicious person, but Conan doesn't think so.

He had some doubts about Wang Changsheng coming here, and combined with some clues he found and his sixth sense as a detective, he put the suspicion of making Boss Manaka into this state on Director Ochiai.

Although Kubota is highly suspected and has a very clear motive, shouldn't the curator be even more suspicious?

"Could it be that the person who attacked Boss Manaka was really Kubota?"

Uncle Maori stood aside, touching his chin with one hand, and the figure of Director Ochiai would flash in his eyes from time to time.

"Damn it! I still feel like the person who did it was Director Ochiai's granddaughter!"

Wang Changsheng also noticed Uncle Maori's eyes. His gaze would linger on Director Ochiai from time to time. It seemed that even though so many people denied it, his suspicion about Director Ochiai's granddaughter Ochiai Yu remained unchanged.

This made Wang Changsheng roll his eyes in his heart.

He just wanted to say to Uncle Maori: Your reasoning is very good, but don’t do it again next time.

At the same time, he caught a glimpse of Conan's cunning eyes falling on him again. Wang Changsheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a creepy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

When Conan saw that Wang Changsheng noticed that he was looking at him, he felt a chill in his heart, as if a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, making him shiver involuntarily.

Conan quickly turned his head away and shifted his gaze away.

"Why is this little brat laughing so weirdly..."

[News]: Negative points from Edogawa Conan +2222

After detaining Kubota, the police were about to take people back to the police station for investigation. Seeing this, Conan didn't bother to peek at Wang Changsheng. He grabbed the guide book of the art museum from Xiaolan and trotted all the way to Director Ochiai.

He raised his head, his tone even sweeter than when Wang Changsheng asked Director Ochiai for a pen just now: "Nei-nei-removal center, removal center, where is the removal center? Director Grandpa, I really want to go to the removal center, can you help me point it out?"

As he spoke, Conan raised the booklet in his hand and moved it towards Director Ochiai's face.

Seeing Conan disturbing others, Xiaolan couldn't help but hold her forehead in silence: "You've gone to the toilet several times today, and you still want to go... We're leaving soon, you can go back."

Uncle Maori had just finished talking to Inspector Megure, glanced at Conan, and curled his lips: "Little brats are troublesome. They can't hold back the slightest feeling... Let him go again quickly, otherwise he will wet his pants, which is embarrassing."