I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"Sure enough."

Looking at the photo in the album, Guangyou couldn't help but smile, and said, "Although there is still no substantive evidence, I feel like I am already inseparable!"

In the photo, Yuri Kuroki is sitting at the table fiddling with the flowers in the vase, with an extremely bright smile on her face. Below this photo is a line of notes that reads "Mr. Xiao Gong taught her mother to arrange flowers, and her mother looked very happy. Unfortunately, I went to school that day]

The whole thing looks normal, and Kuroki Yuri's flower arrangement is pretty good, but the direction of Kuroki Yuri's gaze tells Kosuke that she is not looking at flowers, but the cameraman.

Judging from the notes below, the cameraman is no one else, but the flower arrangement teacher named Xiao Gong.

Not only that, Kuroki Yuri's eyes on the teacher of Flower Arrangement are a bit complicated, which may sound a little mysterious, but Kosuke really thinks she has some unusual feelings for the cameraman.

It looked like Yuri Kuroki was expecting the flower arrangement teacher to praise her.

"Is it because I think too much?" Guangyou couldn't help but doubt himself. After all, no one would believe this kind of thing, because it is too fake.

The sixth sense is mysterious and mysterious. Even the scientists before that didn't give a clear answer. Guangyou didn't know if his feeling could be called the sixth sense.

Anyway, when he saw that picture and thought about it, the thought just now popped out of his mind.

Guangyou, who was in self-doubt, directly threw this question to Xiao Ai: "Xiao Ai, what do you think?"

"I feel that she doesn't seem to care about flowers, she seems to care about the teacher's view of flower arrangement."

This is Xiao Ai's first instinct after seeing this photo. As a female, Xiao Ai seems to understand a little bit, because she also has this thought.

It's like learning how to cook. She didn't have any particular interest in cooking at first.

At the beginning, she wanted to learn how to cook because she wanted to take care of Guangyou. It was not so much that she liked cooking, more so because she liked the satisfaction that Guangyou showed when eating her dishes.

This photo gave Xiao Ai the feeling that Yuri Kuroki learned flower arrangement because he wanted to see the smile of the flower arrangement teacher or hear the flower arrangement teacher’s praise.

"But we don't have evidence..." Guangyou continued to flip through the album, and he discovered that in the following photos, the photos of flower arrangement accounted for the vast majority.

Moreover, every photo is the same as the one just now, Kuroki Yuri's eyes are always on the flower arrangement teacher named Xiaomiya.

"This is a coincidence... Don't you care about your work at all?"

It's okay not to turn back. The more you turn back, the more suspicious she becomes. Guangyou even found that she was smiling the day before and arranging flowers with Teacher Xiaogong, and the next day she took a photo with her family with a smile that was uglier than the dead.

To be precise, Kuroki Yuri would only show that smile when there was Kuroki Kenji. If Kuroki Tetsuya was alone, she would still behave quite normally, at least like a mother.

"Maybe we think too much, right?" Guangyou looked at the back of the album and it was empty, so he closed the album and said to Xiao Ai, "Let's go down and take a look. Maybe there has been progress."

"Ok."

...

On the other side, Conan was looking for clues everywhere on the ground floor, he would not let go of every corner, he was very careful.

"Phone...Phone..."

Thinking of the phone call that Guangyou had just said, Conan came to the landline in the living room, and after hesitating, he stretched out his hand and pressed it a few times, and read the call log.

The first call I saw was naturally the man who called before. This Conan knew about it, but the ones behind only had phone numbers, so he couldn't guess who called them.

So what he looked at was not the phone number, but the time of those calls. Conan’s idea was simple. If someone called Yuri Kuroki before her death, they might know something.

"The chances are too small, and if an accident happens, the person should call the police, so we won't let us find the corpse unless the person talking to her is the murderer."

Having said that, after reading the call log, Conan still took out a paper note from his bag and took down several phone numbers and call time that matched the time period.

Mainly because there are few clues at present, Conan doesn't want to give up any information that may be helpful in solving the case.

Putting away the note, Conan continued to look for clues on the ground floor.

"Let's go out and have a look, look for clues in the yard."

Thinking of this, Conan went to the hallway to change his shoes and went out to take a look. He had seen almost every corner of the room, and now he hadn't checked the yard outside.

"Huh? These shoes..."

Conan, who was about to change his shoes, suddenly noticed a pair of gray fluffy slippers on the ground. The gray fluff on one of the slippers seemed to be mixed with some dark red.

Conan knelt down, picked up the slippers, and as his fingers swept across the fluff, he discovered that the root of the fluff half the size of a fingernail had turned dark red.

"Is this... blood?"

The experienced Conan quickly popped up the picture in his mind, then glanced at the clearly classified shoe cabinet, and asked himself, "This family is pretty particular. The guests have special slippers. Whose shoes are these?"

"Kuroki Tetsu and Kuroki Yuri's shoes are the same style as these shoes, but the color and size are different. If you say that, will these shoes be Kuroki Kenji?"

"If it's really his..."

Thinking of this, Conan narrowed his eyes, as if gleaming, "Is it him? I have a motive, but now there is no evidence, and I can't confirm it."

"It's also possible that someone put on his shoes to frame him? No, these shoes were obviously washed, or else the piece should be red..."

"I deliberately washed it again to frame Kenji Kuroki? It's not right. If the murderer was so scheming, he wouldn't make the low-level mistake of taking the counter knife."

"Damn it!" Conan reasoned out many possibilities in his mind, each of which could explain the current situation, but he could not be sure. He only heard regretfully, "There are still too few clues, just a little more clues. , I can catch the murderer, but... alas..."

While he was in distress, Takagi, who went out to investigate, returned.

"Conan, what's wrong with you? Why is this expression?" Takagi bent down and asked, "Do you want to go home? Or I will find someone to take you home?"

Seeing that there were some breakthroughs in the case, how could Conan have the heart to go back home like this, he had an idea, took up fluffy slippers and showed them to Takagi: "No, I did this because I accidentally soiled their shoes just now."

After saying this, Conan admired his ability to adapt to changes. He could not only reject Takagi's idea of ​​sending him home, but also let the bloody slippers enter the police's sight.

It's killing two birds with one stone!

"Conan, this is just a small matter... blood?"

Takagi, who wanted to comfort Conan, saw the roots of the fluff that were suspected of being soaked in blood, and his expression suddenly became serious, "I have to tell Officer Megure first."

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