Conan's Mori Kogoro

It was a long time before she heard "Sakurako, let's go out."

The little maid came back to her senses, and there was no trace of Kogoro Mouri in front of her.

The little maid couldn't help but stretched out her hand to caress her hot cheek, and she sighed when she thought of the beautiful traffic police outside.

"What are you thinking? Yingzi!"

She shook her head, cheered up, and trot back to the outer corridor.

This case has been delayed for too much time. Seeing Miwako's questioning eyes, Kogoro Mouri smiled at him and spoke directly.

"Since everyone has arrived in this case, then I will begin."

The chubby Chiba couldn't help asking: "Mori detective, the son of Itami's family has appeared, but the other guy with a scarf and sunglasses that the security said hasn't been found yet. How can you say that everyone is there?"

Kogoro Mouri raised his eyebrows lightly: "Because that guy was on the scene, that is, the real culprit of this case, the owner of this house, Mr. Itami Naganobu."

Hearing this, a panic flashed in Itami's eyes: "Mori detective, are you kidding me, but I have been with the maid!"

"How could I kill my wife? Could it be that the maid colluded with me?"

Its yellow-haired son Itami Yasushi's family also shook his head quickly: "Maori detective, can you make a mistake, how can my father kill someone? My mother is the one who died?"

"Sorry, I should have made no mistake."

He turned his head and looked at Itami Yongxin: "I remember in your previous testimony, you said that you were separated from Sakurako when you were shopping in the supermarket?" Itami Yongxin quickly defended, "That was because I smoked. District, and when we go home, isn’t Chiyoko still alive? She will close the door."

"I have been with the maid behind, so how come I have time to kill?"

Mouri Kogoro shook his head: "No, who said that Zhiyoko was still alive at that time. When you first went home, she was actually strangled to death by you and hung from an electric light."

"You just used simple air pressure to create the illusion of someone closing the door in the bedroom."

"This technique is also very simple, close the windows of other rooms, and only open the bedroom windows as the only vent."

"As soon as the door opens, there is only one exit from the bedroom window, and the airflow will all flow toward the bedroom, and the wind will help you close the bedroom door."

"After that, you only need to pretend to call your wife at the door of the bedroom with Yingzi, and then leave the door open."

"You can't let others find out that your wife is dead. You just want to make a time difference and move the time of death from 11: 00-11: 30 to 11: 30-12: 00."

"And you, who stayed in the kitchen with Sakura at that time, had sufficient alibi."

The yellow-haired son still couldn't believe it.

He seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help but say: "No, Maori detective, what you said is wrong."

"If my dad is really that masked man, how did he leave after killing my mom?"

"Here is the eighteenth floor. You can't climb down outside the window. If you open the door and leave, as you said, the convection wind will close the bedroom door immediately, and it won't be able to support the moment other people open the door. ."

Maori Kogoro chuckled lightly, and there seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes, and the little maid looked dumbfounded, and could not help but stare.

"This is the function of the mobile phones scattered on the floor in front of the bedroom."

"You only need to insert the mobile phone into the gap where it connects with the door. When you open the door and leave, the bedroom door will naturally not close by itself."

"After that, make another call to the mobile phone that has been adjusted to the vibration mode, let it vibrate, and fall off the door, and the device will be officially activated."

"Isn't this feasible?"

Upon hearing this, his yellow-haired son still looked at his father in disbelief.

He shook his head, still muttering: "This is impossible, this is impossible!"

And Itami Yongxin didn't dare to look at his son's eyes: "Maori detective, what you are talking about are all your thoughts. This is not true. Did Chiyoko leave a suicide note? She obviously committed suicide!"

At this moment, Officer Osa ran in again: "Sato Police Department, according to the appraisal result, the suicide note is indeed the deceased's autograph."

There was a light of hope in Itami's eyes immediately: "Mori detective, listen, listen, this is Chiyoko's autograph, she really committed suicide."

Looking at Itami Yongxin who was still stubbornly resisting, Kogoro Mouri sighed.

"This suicide note is indeed a letter written by Zhiyoko, but it is not written now."

"It's the suicide note she wrote on the plane that crash-landed four years ago."

"Because the plane was swaying, Chiyoko's handwriting became very messy."

"And his writing habit is to sign his name "Chiyoko". When you write a suicide note on the plane, you may not get it, so I specifically add the surname to become "Itami Chiyoko" for later classification and collection."

"Four years ago, your niece was exactly three years old, and she could also participate in the Seven-Five-Three Festival."

"Your son graduated from high school and is preparing for the university entrance exam instead of the current driving test. This is also right."

"As for your injury in the suicide note, I remember Mr. Yongxin, you said before that it was because of skiing that you broke your leg and let your wife go on a plane."

"In other words, you also had injuries before the plane crash, so it is mentioned in the suicide note."

"It's all right, so, Mr. Yongxin, do you have any explanation?"

After saying this, both Itami and his son couldn't support them, and they collapsed to the ground.

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But at this moment, Meihezi picked up the mobile phone with the red casing and flipped through the mobile phone communication.

She couldn't help but said, "Kogoro, but this phone didn't receive any calls today!"

Hearing this, the eyes of the yellow-haired Yasushi Itami's family glowed with hope.

He looked at Moori Kogoro pleadingly: "Mori detective, listen, listen, could you make a mistake."

"The police officer said that no one called, how could the phone vibrate and fall from the door?"

On the other hand, Kogoro Mori turned his head to ask Yonehara Sakurako: "Sakurako, what did you do when you found your phone at the bedroom door?"

Sakurako Yonehara turned her head to the side and recalled: "I remember I picked up the phone and looked through it. As soon as I was sure it was the wife, Mr. Itami took it and received it in his trouser pocket."

"Then Yingzi, besides touching the deceased's phone with a red casing, have you ever touched the phones of other people in this family?"

Sakurako shook her head with certainty: "Definitely not. We have been trained in the company. We can't touch the private items of the service people at will. If it wasn't for the mobile phone to fall on the ground, I would not take it."

Hearing this, Mouri Kogoro's mouth appeared with a smile.

"Then I see, Mr. Yongxin, is it convenient for you to take out your cell phone and have a look?"

"If my guess is correct, your phone should be the same model as your wife, both of which are black Apple IVs. The only difference is that your wife's phone has an extra red case."