I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"Sure enough, it's like what Heiji brother said."

Glancing at Hattori Heiji, Conan said to Officer Yu, "They are all related to Genta-san."

Hearing his name, Hattori Heiji turned his head to look at Conan, his mouth twitching slightly.

Say what you want to say in someone else’s name...

Forget it, don't care about him.

"If you say that, then maybe there is a connection between Gentian and the fortune teller?" Uncle Maori asked.

"I didn't ask about this in detail, but that woman really has some questions."

With that said, Officer Bow reached out and took out a plastic bag from the inner pocket of his clothes, which contained a mat with scorched black marks.

"When Ms. Ryoko was discovered, she held this small cushion in her hand."

"I invited those three people to the office this morning and asked them if they had seen this little cushion."

"Only the woman surnamed Quan Teng's face changed drastically. After denying her, she left in a panic like running away."

After listening to Officer Gong's words, Xiaolan thought of previous cases and guessed: "Will this cushion be the message left by Ms. Ryoko before her death?"

He Ye on the side asked almost at the same time: "If that woman is so okay, then why should we let her go back?"

"Because the arsonist has surrendered and the woman has an alibi." Officer Bow explained, "the police have no reason to keep her."

"Of course, the premise is that the arson time you said is correct."

"In that case, let's just ask again."

Pointing to the house to the right of Zhujiao's house, Hattori Heiji suggested, "It was the little boy who lived next door to the scene who gave the testimony, a few steps away."

His proposal was approved by Officer Bow.

So a few people walked to the little boy's house.

After questioning, the group learned that only the little boy had seen the situation.

In order to further confirm, Officer Bow used his identity as a police officer and successfully took a few people to the living room of the little boy's house.

That night the little boy watched TV in that room.

On the way to the room, Conan walked to Guangyou and asked in a low voice: "Gwangyou, you said you suspect Zhujiaoming, right?"

"Yeah." Guangyou glanced at Conan and nodded, "Yes, I really doubt him, what's the matter?"

"I'm thinking, if the criminal is really him, how did he set fire." Conan asked with his hands in his pockets as he walked forward.

"Isn't it simple?" Guangyou said nonchalantly, "just be a timing device."

"I know this, but the police only found traces of lamp oil at the fire." Conan asked again, "I'm thinking about what timing device can leave no traces after use."

"Actually, there are many such devices." Guangyou thought about it and replied, "A similar timing device can be made even with daily necessities."

When the two were talking, several people had already reached the door of the room.

The Hattori, who was walking in the front, pushed the door open. After entering the door, he glanced around to observe the layout of the next room.

His eyes finally fell on the curtains of the room.

"In other words, does the horse's shadow appear on this curtain?" Police Officer Bow stepped forward and opened the curtain.

The room opposite the window was the point of the fire.

Following a few people into the room, Conan first glanced out of the window, then turned to look at Guangyou.

"You just said that you can make a similar timing device with daily necessities?"

"Yes." Guangyou nodded and gave an example casually, "For example, wrap flammable materials such as napkins on items with high surface temperatures."

"When the surface temperature of the item exceeds the ignition point of the combustible, it is easy to burn the combustible..."

"If you cooperate with the lamp oil..." Conan didn't continue speaking, his expression gradually became serious.

This method is highly feasible.

After recovering, Conan wanted to check the scene, but thinking that Hattori Heiji was still here, he decided to call him together.

He walked to the side of Hattori Heiji and stretched his hand to lower Hattori Heiji's clothes corner.

"Gong... Conan, what's the matter?" Hattori Heiji subconsciously wanted to call Conan's real name, but fortunately, he changed it in time.

He lowered his head and looked at Conan suspiciously, and saw that Conan made a move closer to him.

Then, Conan talked about his speculation to Hattori Heiji.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go and take a look." Hattori Heiji couldn't wait.

"Ok."

After saying hello to Officer Bow, Hattori Heiji walked outside with Conan.

When passing by Xiaolan and Heye, they heard the little boy: "Because when the lights are not turned on, the surroundings are dark, like watching a movie, it's so cool!"

"But kids, you must turn on the lights to watch TV." He Ye bent down and said, "Otherwise, your eyes will be short-sighted."

The little boy pointed at Conan who was passing by him, and said, "Is it just like him?"

"..." Conan stopped and looked at the little boy.

I feel offended.

He wanted to take off the glasses and put them on the boy's face, and then told him loudly that they were flat glasses and had no degree.

But in order to avoid trouble, Conan resisted this impulse.

Hearing these words, Hattori Heiji couldn't help but laugh twice.

He rubbed Conan's hair, suppressed a smile, and said, "Don't dare, let's go over there and have a look."

"Hmm..." Conan blanked his eyes on Hattori Heiji, and shook the open hand on his head. After a response, he left the room with Hattori Heiji and went to the scene.

Seeing the two leave, Guangyou knew that they had a clue.

He didn't have the idea to follow up. After taking back his gaze, he stood aside and watched Officer Bow continue to understand the situation.

When she turned her head, Guangyou accidentally saw the smile on Xiao Ai's face.

Her smile was like today's weather, not so warm, but enough to make him intoxicated.

"What is so happy?" Guangyou leaned closer to Xiaoai and asked softly.

"Nothing." Xiao Ai carried her hands behind her back, her clear and bright eyes reflected Guangyou's face, thinking of the lamp on her desk, the curvature of her lips rose again unconsciously.

"Okay." Guangyou smiled, and did not continue to ask.

At the same time, Officer Bow turned around, looked at the little boy, and asked, "My child, are you sure that it is the shadow of the horse? Could it be that you misunderstood, for example, the shadow when the flame is shaking? The horse."

"It's not like you said!"

Seeing that the uncle didn’t believe what he said, the little boy was a little anxious. He defended himself loudly, “I have been watching baseball before the broadcast of "Masked Swordsman"."

"At that time, the outside of the window suddenly became very bright, and then I saw the shadow of the horse, and it didn't appear to be shaking at all."

Seeing the little boy's serious expression, Officer Bow nodded.

Just about to speak, there was a sound of footsteps outside the room, and then Hattori Heiji appeared at the door.

"Sergeant Bow, is the investigation done here?"

"It's almost there."

The purpose of coming here is to confirm the little boy's testimony. Seeing that the little boy doesn't look like a lie, he believes the testimony.

However, this also brought the case back to its original point again.

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