I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

Along the mountain road, Guangyou and Xiao Ai followed the electric light... Behind Conan, they ran back to the foot of the mountain.

"Guangyou, you are here just right." Xiaolan greeted Guangyou when he saw several people coming down from the mountain, "We are going to the police station to make a transcript."

"You little ghosts really don't make people worry." Uncle Maori put his hands in his pockets, curled his mouth and said, "Hurry up, I have to go back to watch Miss Yoko's show after finishing the transcript."

"Hehehe..." Guangyou's mouth twitched slightly, glanced at Conan who was hiding in the wooden house quietly, and said gloating in his heart, "Uncle, it seems that your hope has been lost... Have a good dream. .."

"Snee!" Uncle Maori sniffed and muttered to himself, "I don't have a cold, am I? This spooky weather is really...huh? How come again..."

Just as Uncle Maori complained about the volatile temperature now, a strong sleepiness hit his forehead.

Accompanied by the tide of sleepiness, Uncle Maori felt that his body was a little out of control, and his body swayed back and forth, just like what happened when he solved the case..

I don't know if it is a coincidence or that there is a navigation system in the body. A second before losing consciousness, the corner of Uncle Maori's eyes caught a row of benches behind him.

This bench was placed outside the wooden house by the management of the mountain to provide tourists with a rest, and its current function is to prevent him from falling directly on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Uncle Maori sat directly on the bench, lowered his head, his hands naturally dropped, making it difficult to see his expression.

Conan, hiding behind the wooden house door, breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the police asked Uncle Maori to make a transcript. If the case was closed directly by accident, it would be troublesome.

For him, knowing who the murderer is, but failing to bring the murderer to justice is indeed a big deal for him.

Pulling up the bow tie on his chest, Conan said directly into the microphone: "Police officer, please stay."

"What do you want? Mr. Maori."

The young police officer stopped and turned his head to see the posture of Uncle Maori sitting on the bench, which reminded him of the name of Uncle Maori.

"Is this the Sleeping Kogoro?"

The police officer turned around and looked at Uncle Maori, his expression was slightly solemn, and he thought to himself, "I read in the newspapers that when Mr. Maori poses this pose, it means he wants to reason. Is there any secret behind this case?"

"I heard that Mr. Maori never fumbled, which means that the case is not as simple as it seems?"

"It's really Mr. Maori. If I can have Mr. Maori's skills, then I will be promoted to the police department soon."

Seeing the constantly changing expressions on the police officer's face, Guangyou twitched the corners of his mouth and said in secret, "What did the police officer's brain make up for? Didn't it just make you stop..."

After sorting out his thoughts, Conan began his performance: "For this accident, I have a few questions that have not been solved yet."

With a look of admiration on his face, the young police officer said softly, "Is there a problem? As expected, Mr. Maori."

These words almost disrupted Conan's thoughts. The police officer in front of him knew that the case was murder?

But why didn't he say it, but ended the case by accident?

Is there no evidence?

Forget it, let's continue reasoning, finish reasoning earlier, and withdraw earlier.

"One of the problems is that we saw someone falling down at the time, but was that person really Mr. Hirai?" Conan said in a deep voice, "Xiaolan, Kosuke, did you two see that person's face clearly at the time? ."

"It doesn't seem to be." Xiaolan raised her head slightly, nodded her chin, and said, "I remember we only saw that person's back."

Guangyou, who was standing by and watching the play, was a little speechless. He just wanted to be a background board, but in the end there was still his business.

Is this worrying that he is not playing enough?

But since Conan asked, let's cooperate with him to continue performing.

After spitting out Conan secretly in his heart, Guangyou Mo got emotionally said: "Like Sister Xiaolan, I didn't see it either, only the back."

"Actually, to be honest, I didn't see it clearly." Conan continued to reason, "So I have every reason to suspect that it is not Mr. Hirai who jumped off the cliff."

These words changed the expressions of the three people present, namely Xiaolan, Kondo, and the police officer who loves brains.

"I heard Mr. Mori say that, there are indeed some problems." The police officer was puzzled. "But where will the person who fell pretending to be Mr. Hirai disappear?"

"I think Mr. Kondo should be very clear about the terrain, right?" Conan turned to his side, glanced at Kondo with a slightly changed expression, and said, "Then Mr. Kondo should know that there is a big tree directly under the observation deck, right?"

In fact, Kondo was already a little flustered when talking about this, but he still pretended to be calm and nodded quietly: "There is indeed a big tree, but that tree lacks nutrients and is not very strong. If you want to hook people, I am afraid. Very difficult."

After listening to the explanation, the police officer turned his attention to Uncle Maori again.

"Indeed, it is indeed difficult to prevent the tree from falling off the cliff, and it is also very dangerous." Conan glanced at Guangyou who was standing on the side watching the play, and then continued with a sneer, "If people really fall down." It’s really difficult."

The police officer heard this and asked, "Mr. Maori, what does this mean?"

Conan hiding in the wooden house lowered his head slightly, his glasses reflected unreasonable reflections, and said faintly: "I remember Guangyou told me before that there is a path that can go straight to that tree, right."

"???"

Guangyou, who was chatting with Xiao Ai, was stunned. This has something to do with him?

Moreover, did he say this?

"Ahem, Guangyou?"

After a long time without getting the response he wanted, Conan coughed a few times to remind him.

"Well, there is indeed a path that leads directly to the tree. That place is a small platform, and the tree grows on the edge of the cliff." Guangyou said lightly.

"Because of that platform, I suspect that the person actually did not fall off the cliff, but jumped off the cliff. To be precise, he jumped onto the platform directly below the observation deck."

Conan, who heard Guangyou's answer, showed a successful smile while reasoning down.

As the saying goes-Shinobu thinks more and more angry for a while, takes a step back and thinks more and loses.

Before forcibly feeding him dog food, he now uses his method to make Guangyou show off.

Because he knew that Guangyou didn't have much interest in solving crimes, and wanted to watch the theater next to him most of the time he encountered cases.

Don't you want to show off?

Then he couldn't let Guangyou succeed.

Thinking of this, Conan smiled secretly, but continued to reason without expression on his face."The purpose of that person is to make others think that Mr. Hirai slipped and fell to death."

Following the reasoning of "Sleeping Kogoro", the young police officer also realized that something was wrong: "Such words..."

"You are right." Conan confirmed the officer's guess, "This case is not an accident, but a murder!"

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