Conan's Strongest Uncle

Ninety-nine Qihui's face was shocked: "How is it possible, my husband is very good to these three children, how could they do such a thing, this is impossible!"

"This is just a guess, madam, don't get excited, let me think about it!" Mouri Kogoro spoke to comfort Jiujiujie.

Mouri Kogoro's face became serious, and the villa made him feel bad, as if someone had been spying on him behind his back.

He walked around the basement along the wall, tapping his fingers lightly on the wall, as if thinking, and the rest did not dare to disturb him.

On the other hand, Kuroba Kuito was standing in front of the bookshelf, constantly flipping through Mr. Yuankang's collection of books. He read all the books at a glance, and read all the books on the ninety-nine Yuankang bookshelf very quickly.

Kuroba Kuito's face gradually became ugly, so there is no such thing, there should be a record, that thing should fall into this guy's hands.

Nakamori Aoko on the side couldn't help but said, "Kaito, are you looking for something?"

Kuroba Kuito hurriedly said, "Shh, Aoko, don't disturb others, I just want to see if this great magician has some special magic."

Qingzi couldn't help frowning: "Kaidou, it's not right for you to do this. Stealing other people's things is also stealing. What's the difference between this and the guy I hate the most!"

Nakamori Aoko wanted to scold Kuroba Kaito again.

At this moment, Mouri Kogoro said, "The material of the basement is different from that of the building above the villa. What is the reason?"

Ninety-nine Qihui said: "This basement was built later, because thinking and creating magic requires absolute silence, so my husband asked people to use sound insulation materials after the basement was built, so it seems to be the same as the material above. Different."

Oh I got it!

Mouri Kogoro raised his brows and held his chin, as if feeling enlightened.

Immediately afterwards, he pretended to cover his stomach and walked out of the basement, and asked, "Madam, I'm sorry, where is your toilet?"

Ninety-nine Qihui said, "Go up the passage and turn left."

Mouri Kogoro left the basement.

What are you doing! I thought Uncle Mouri had found some special clue, but it turned out to be going to the toilet.

A look of joy appeared on Kuroba Kuito's face on the side, just because he was afraid of being seen through by Mouri Kogoro's strong eyesight, he had been turning the book like a normal person.

Now that Mouri Kogoro is gone, he can speed up his search, this time to find his father's relic.

...

Conan sighed in disappointment, then his attention was quickly drawn to the playing cards on the table, he stepped forward, climbed into the chair, and pushed aside the pile of cards, revealing the old-fashioned Telephone.

For a moment Conan stared at the old-fashioned phone, lost in thought.

Uncle Mouri was right, if it was true, as reasoned, that if someone committed the murder, the murderer would definitely be among the four who found the body.

And if Mr. Yuankang couldn't open the door, couldn't call for help, and couldn't make a phone call, he would definitely leave a message.

Conan's eyes wandered over the desk phone, and suddenly he noticed a button on the phone, the same as two playing cards overlapped, it was the redial button.

He hurriedly pressed it down, and the phone began to dial again, but soon he spoke again: "The user you dialed does not exist, please confirm the format and dial again later."

A series of numbers appeared on the desk phone, separated by the asterisk key, and Conan's eyes flashed immediately.

Xiao Ran heard the sound and stepped forward, crossed his hips and said, "Conan, as soon as Dad walks away, you are being naughty again. The things here are not allowed to move around, let me down!"

"But……"

"Get down."

Seeing Xiao Ran in this state, Conan had no time to write down the numbers, so he could only come down obediently.

...

Mouri Kogoro entered the toilet, the awkward feeling in his heart finally disappeared, and he took out the black note from his arms.

When the black note was opened, the handwriting on it was very scribbled. It recorded the magic tricks and the design of magic props. The magic tricks on it were all genius ideas, and many of them had never been performed in front of people.

There are many designs in it that Mouri Kogoro can't help but admire. Ninety-nine Yuankang is indeed one of the most talented magicians in neon, and it really has its own uniqueness.

Mouri Kogoro scrolled further and saw a line of even more scribbled writing.

"Today I went to Heiyuju and saw the birth of something shocking. It is hard to imagine that there is such a magical thing in the world. When I saw it, I thought of countless ideas. This can completely create countless magic. Gotta get it!"

Mouri Kogoro continued to turn the page, and it took many pages before the relevant words reappeared.

"It's an exciting start. Next, I have to look for a candidate. This magic will definitely make me stand on the top of the world again. The key is not to let anyone know of his existence."

Mouri Kogoro continued to watch it, and at the end he fully understood how the performance of Ninety-Nine Yuankang three years ago was achieved.

With a smile on his face, he closed the black note, then walked out of the toilet and returned to the basement.

As soon as Mouri Kogoro returned to the basement, Kuroba's movements returned to normal.

Damn it, the hidden compartment under the table was opened, and the contents were gone!

Kuroba Kuito had just found a secret box under the table, but unfortunately it was empty.

As soon as Mouri Kogoro entered the basement, he went straight to the phone, pressed the redial button, and the familiar voice reappeared: "The user you dialed does not exist, please confirm the format and try again later."

Mouri Kogoro looked at the series of numbers, separated by asterisks, but the last asterisk was followed by an infinite number of 99s.

Ninety-nine Qihui couldn't help but asked, "Mr. Mouri, what did you find?"

"Well, I thought of it by accident when I was going to the toilet. If the deceased is poisoned and can't call for help, then he should try to leave a message, and I suddenly remembered that the two playing cards pasted together were exactly the same as the weight on the phone. The dial keys are exactly the same, so I tried it, and sure enough, I found the death message left by the deceased."

"If you say that, these numbers are left by my husband." Ninety-nine-seven Hui gathered around.

Xiao Ran couldn't help scolding Conan: "Conan, you just messed up your phone and almost ruined Dad's business!"

Conan couldn't help but look aggrieved. He clearly found the clue first, but Uncle Mouri made the limelight. He couldn't help but look at Mouri Kogoro with a full face of resentment.

Knowing that there was a clue, Aoko, Kaito and others also gathered around, Mouri Kogoro wrote all the numbers on a piece of paper, and Conan also tried to stand on tiptoe to see what the numbers were.

Ninety-nine Qihui couldn't see anything, so she couldn't help but said, "Could this be a garbled code? I can't see anything. Could this death message be pressed by this child?"

Ninety-nine-seven Kei's gaze at Conan became extremely unkind.