Conan: Naruto

"you're right."

Fumiko Horita lowered her head to the ground, closed her eyes, and responded calmly:

"I really still hate that person to this day."

Fumiko Hota suddenly opened her eyes, raised her head, stared at Harumi Hota, and said sharply:

"I can't wait to kill him myself!"

"what?"

Everyone looked at Fumiko Hota in amazement.

Three seconds later, Wenzi gradually regained his composure, and lightly denied:

"But that man's death has nothing to do with me.

Although I don't know who did this kind of thing, I really thank the murderer for fulfilling my wish.

Aren't you the same? "

Hota Fumiko looked at Hota Koichi and Hota Harumi one by one dismissively.

Harumi turned her head away, avoiding Wenzi's sight, as if she was a little guilty.

Hota Koichi looked at Hota Fumiko with a displeased face, but he never objected.

Mori Kogoro stood in front of the door of the living room, looked at the three people who were facing each other not far away, and complained softly:

"What kind of children are these?"

"Crack."

It was the sound of the door being opened.

Everyone looked at the door of the living room and found that it was Shanuchi who had returned.

Mori Kogoro turned to look at Yamauchi who entered the door, and asked seriously:

"How's the phone line check going?"

Yamauchi looked at Mori Kogoro, and explained with a sad face:

"The phone lines were all cut with knives."

Horita Koichi and Horita Harumi looked at Yamauchi in shock, and repeated in unison:

"knife?!"

"Mr Morley."

Yamauchi walked up to Mori Kogoro, bent his elbows, spread his palms in front of his body, and asked helplessly:

"What shall we do now?"

Mori Kogoro supported his chin with his right hand, closed his eyes, and fell into deep thought.

At this time, from the corner of Yamauchi's eyes, he noticed a white towel on the round table in the living room, and on the towel were wooden fragments of a whiskey box.

Yamauchi looked at the broken wood curiously, and asked in bewilderment:

"this is......?"

Kudo Shinichi put his hands in his pockets and explained seriously:

"The bomb was planted inside a whiskey box."

"what?"

Yamauchi looked at the wood fragments in surprise, and recalled hesitantly:

"This box is..."

Mori Kogoro lifted his expression, opened his eyes suddenly and looked at Yamauchi, and confirmed excitedly:

"Do you have an impression of it?"

"this......"

Yamauchi hesitated.

Mori Kogoro asked eagerly:

"Please speak clearly, this is a very important clue!"

"I remember......"

Yamauchi nodded, and recalled seriously:

"The whiskey is a gift from Mr. Ryoji to the master, and it is packed in this box.

Because he let me get the master's room, so I have the impression. "

Dongfang Haoyue looked at Shan Nei, and thoughtfully analyzed in her heart:

"Is the murderer Ryoji?

No, impossible!

According to the analysis of so many plots before, it is usually the Maori detective who first regards an innocent suspect as the murderer, and then Shinichi identifies the real murderer based on other clues!

If I follow this plot law to reason...

So the currently known clues are that the bomb was packed in a whiskey box, and the box only passed through the hands of three people.

First, Ryoji who gave a gift.

Second, Yamauchi who delivered the gift.

Third, the dead Horita Kosaku!

First of all, rule out the possibility of killing yourself by planting bombs.

Let's rule out the suspect Ryoji who doesn't conform to the rules of the plot!

Then... the prisoner is left with...

Yamauchi! ?

But... What is Yamauchi's motive for committing the crime? "

Dongfang Haoyue looked at the honest and honest Yamauchi with a solemn expression, and said incredulously in her heart:

"Am I too suspicious, maybe the murderer is really Ryoji...?

but......"

Dongfang Haoyue frowned, and then thought:

"The screenwriter of Detective Conan, in order to give the audience an unexpected feeling, it is reasonable to deliberately portray the prisoner as an ordinary and simple appearance!"

"Is it the whiskey Ryoji gave Dad?"

Horita Koichi looked at Yamauchi solemnly, and hesitantly speculated:

"Could it be that the bomb is also Ryoji..."

"Ryoji's words..."

Hota Harumi looked around, suddenly realized that Hota Ryoji was gone, and exclaimed emotionally:

"Where did Ryoji go!?"

"Ryoji?"

Mori Kogoro was taken aback, and quickly ran out of the living room door.

The crowd followed closely behind.

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Hota Ryoji's bedroom.

"Ryoji escaped?"

Mori Kogoro opened the door first, looked around, and found that there was no one there, except for a brown leather bag on the bed.

He walked steadily to the bed, unzipped the brown leather bag, turned the bag over, and dumped all the contents on the bed.

"dagger?"

Mori Kogoro looked at the dagger emitting silver light in a pile of sundries, his expression became more serious.

Kudo Shinichi and Dongfang Haoyue stood inside the door, looking at the dagger thoughtfully.

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Parking in the courtyard of the villa.

Yamauchi led the crowd to walk quickly to a red car, stretched out his hand towards the car, and spoke steadily:

"This is Master Liang'er's car."

Mori Kogoro glanced at the car, held his chin with his right hand like a pistol, thoughtfully analyzed:

"Since Ryoji's car stopped here and did not drive away, then he must not have gone far."

"According to you..."

Horita Koichi, who was standing behind Mori Kogoro, heard this, and was a little worried that Horita Ryoji would commit another murder, and nervously confirmed:

"Ryoji is still around here?"

Mori Kogoro turned to look at Hota Koichi, but said nothing.

At this time, Kudo Shinichi found that the tire of the red car was flat, dragged Dongfang Haoyue and quickly ran to the side of the tire, squatted on the ground, observed carefully, and analyzed softly with some surprise:

"The tire was punctured with a sharp object."

Dongfang Haoyue squatted beside Kudo Shinichi, looked at the flat tire, and complained in her heart speechlessly:

"Even Horita Ryoji's tires are punctured, and it seems that the car rented by Mori Detective is unlikely to be spared..."

"Maori detective."

Horita Koichi looked at Mori Kogoro emotionally, and asked helplessly:

"What shall we do now?"

Mori Kogoro looked down at the concrete floor, and replied ponderingly:

"The best thing to do is to drive out of here first."

"But......"

Dongfang Haoyue confirmed that none of the cars were spared, stood up, ran behind Kogoro Mouri, and reminded weakly:

"Uncle Kogoro, all the tires are punctured...!"

"what?!"

Mori Kogoro suddenly turned around to look at Dongfang Haoyue, and then scanned the tires of each car one by one, showing an expression of disbelief.