Conan: Naruto

"How could it be a bomb!?"

Horita Koichi ran to the right rear of Mori Kogoro, and looked at Kogoro in disbelief.

"No one is allowed to come in!"

Mori Kogoro looked back at Hota Koichi, and told him with a solemn expression:

"The scene of the crime cannot be destroyed."

"Which onion are you?

Why should we listen to you? "

Hota Ryoji ran to Hota Koichi and looked at Mori Kogoro with disdain.

"Oh, who am I?"

Mori Kogoro glanced at Hota Ryoji, and introduced himself solemnly:

"I am the number one detective in the world...

Maori Kogoro! ! "

Mori Kogoro turned to face the crowd, clenched his right hand and placed a fist in front of his right face, and raised a thumb towards his handsome face.

Horita Koichi put his right hand in front of his chest, repeating in shock:

"Mao... Mori Kogoro..."

"That famous detective..."

Hota Ryoji looked at Mori Kogoro in disbelief.

After half a minute.

Mori Kogoro confirmed that Kosaku Horita died on the spot, covered him with a white blanket, and analyzed solemnly:

"A yellow powder made from trinitrotoluene."

"It's not dynamite."

Kudo Shinban knelt on the right side of Mori Kogoro, looked down at the corpse, and calmly denied:

"If it was dynamite, the air should smell of gunpowder by now.

Actually, it doesn't taste like that here. "

"You stinky boy!"

Mori Kogoro clenched his left hand against his waist, and put his right fist on top of Kudo Shinichi's head not far away.

Kogoro looked at the back of Shinichi's head, and complained angrily:

"He ran into the scene of the crime casually again!!"

Before he finished speaking, Mori Kogoro swung his right fist heavily, wanting to give Kudo Shinichi an educational iron fist.

But Shinichi knelt on the knees just right, supported the ground with clenched fists, lowered his head, and looked closely at the left hand of the corpse.

Mori Kogoro swung his fist into the air, and the force caused his body to lose balance, and his upper body fell to the floor.

Dongfang Haoyue, who was standing not far behind Kudo Shinichi, saw this situation, covered her mouth with both hands and suppressed a smile.

At this time, Shinichi thought thoughtfully in his heart:

"The corpse's hands were littered with shards of glass wine bottles...

Is it..."

Kudo Shinichi thought of this, looked around, found a clue, and immediately got up and ran there.

At the same time, Mori Kogoro regained his composure, and smashed his iron fist from top to bottom to the position where Shinichi had left before, hitting the floor hard.

"hiss……"

Mori Kogoro covered his reddened right hand with his left hand, grinning in pain with an extremely exaggerated expression.

Dongfang Haoyue looked at Kudo Shinichi's back, and thought regretfully in her heart:

"What a pity……

I thought I could touch the bag on Shinichi's head this time, but Detective Maori was so useless, he missed two punches in a row...!

No no no! !

How can I think so? !

How can you think of making Shinichi feel pain! ? "

Dongfang Haoyue felt extremely ashamed in her heart:

"Although I really want to touch the bag on Xinyi's head, if it is based on the premise of Xinyi's pain...

I would rather hold back that strange desire deep in my heart! ! ! "

At this time, Kudo Shinichi picked up a large piece of broken wood on the floor and took it to his eyes for careful observation.

Two seconds later, Xinyi looked at the incomplete pattern on the broken wood, and analyzed firmly in his heart:

"It's a fragment of a whiskey box!

I understood that the broken glass that pierced into the body just now was the wine bottle fragments. "

"what is this?"

Mori Kogoro crouched halfway behind Kudo Shinichi, looking at Shinichi puzzled.

Holding the broken wood in his right hand, Shinichi looked back at Kogoro Mori and told him calmly:

"The bomb must have been installed in the whiskey box, which is why there are so many glass fragments on Kosaku Horita's body."

"I see."

Mori Kogoro held his chin with his right hand like a pistol, looked down, and was about to meditate, when he suddenly remembered something.

He clenched his fists fiercely, leaned forward, stared at Kudo Shinichi closely, and complained angrily:

"You don't need to remind me of this!

Sooner or later I will discover this myself! !

go out! ! ! "

Kudo Shinichi was taken aback by Mori Kogoro's sudden growl.

Shinichi sat on the floor, put his hands behind his back to support the floor, bent his knees, and looked at Kogoro in pretended horror.

"Humph!"

Mori Kogoro stood up, turned around and walked to other places to look for clues.

Kudo Shinichi returned to his normal expression, and complained angrily in his heart:

"Detective Mori is also true!

It's so fierce at every turn! ! "

"Conan."

Dongfang Haoyue ran to Kudo Shinichi's side, helped him up, looked at Xinyi worriedly, and thoughtfully said:

"Conan wasn't injured...?"

"I'm fine, but..."

Kudo Shinichi showed his right hand in front of Dongfang Haoyue, murmured and whispered:

"My hands got dirt.

But there is no sign of growing plants in this room at all, so how could there be dirt?

I think there must be some reason behind it. "

"soil……"

Dongfang Haoyue looked at Kudo Shinichi's small right hand with a confused face.

On the other side, Xiaolan walked up behind Maori Kogoro, looked at Kogoro, and called softly in a bad mood:

"Dad, call the police..."

"Ok?"

Mori Kogoro turned to look at Xiaolan, and asked in bewilderment:

"Mr. Yamauchi hasn't finished calling yet?"

"that……"

Xiaolan clenched her right fist and placed it in front of her, explaining sadly:

"Yamauchi said that the phone calls here can't be made."

"What did you say?!"

Mori Kogoro's expression was slightly horrified.

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living room.

Hota Koichi sat on the sofa, folded his arms, looked solemnly at Hota Fumiko who was not far ahead, and analyzed with reason:

"The only one of us with a grudge against Dad...

I'm afraid it's only Wenzi? "

Sitting on a leather chair, Fumiko Horita said nothing.

She put her hands on the armrests on both sides of the chair, and looked at Hota Koichi calmly.

"That's it!"

Hota Harumi sat on the sofa next to Hota Koichi, and slammed her fists on the wooden table in front of her.

Harumi stared at Fumiko Hota, and questioned sharply:

"Didn't you leave this home five years ago?!

Why did you choose to come uninvited tonight! ?

No matter how you analyze it, your suspicion of murder is the biggest! "