Conan: Naruto

"middle!?"

Xiaolan leaned forward sharply, and asked anxiously:

"What happened among you?!"

"Uh...I..."

Mori Kogoro didn't know how to answer Xiaolan, and he froze in place for a while.

Xiaolan called out angrily:

"dad!!!"

"Ugh......"

Mori Kogoro sighed deeply, gave up struggling, and confessed helplessly:

"Actually, I only chatted with Sachiko for the first three or ten minutes, and then I fell asleep unconsciously..."

"Fell asleep?"

Dongfang Haoyue just finished eating her share of food, and looked at Mouri Kogoro in surprise.

Kogoro looked at Haoyue and recalled embarrassingly:

"I drank the beer that Sachiko handed me, and unfortunately induced the feeling of being drunk before, so I fell into a coma...It was about ten o'clock in the evening when I was woken up."

"Hey, I remembered!"

Dongfang Haoyue reminded in bewilderment:

"Uncle, you obviously forgot to wear your watch to go out yesterday, but how do you know the approximate time of everything?"

"I looked at the clock that Sachiko put on the driver's seat of the car."

Mori Kogoro regained his composure, and looked at Dongfang Haoyue calmly.

"uncle."

Kudo Shinkan looked at Mori Kogoro, and asked in bewilderment:

"How did you tell the time before taking the Sachiko car?"

"At 07:30 last night, I checked the station clock at Shibahama Station."

Mori Kogoro looked at Kudo Shinichi and calmly analyzed:

"It takes 15 minutes from Zhibin Station to Mihua Station, and it takes about 10 minutes for me to walk from Mihua Station to the back gate of Mihua Middle School.

To sum up, I met Miss Sachiko at 55:[-]pm. "

"I understand!"

Kudo Shinichi thought for a while, then had a flash of inspiration, and said suddenly:

"It turns out that Uncle's problem is with the Ring Railway!"

"Circular Railway?"

Everyone looked at Kudo Shinichi in surprise.

Xin nodded, looked at Dongfang Haoyue, and said with a gentle smile:

"After returning home last night, Haoyue told me...the culprit must be Ms. Sachiko.

Because I believe in Haoyue, assuming the criminal is Miss Sachiko, then there is only one way to decipher the alibi made by my uncle. "

"what way?"

Xiaolan looked at Kudo Shinichi in bewilderment.

Xinyi looked at Xiaolan and analyzed seriously:

"The circular railway circles once an hour. If my uncle is drunk on the train, the train will unknowingly circle the railway for a full circle...

The time when my uncle arrived at Mihua Station was not 45:45, but [-]:[-]. "

"Conan, you are so smart."

The corner of Xiaolan's mouth curved into a dangerous arc.

Mori Kogoro looked at Xiaolan, and boasted with a hearty smile:

"It's all my usual teaching, hahaha!"

"exactly!"

Dongfang Haoyue nodded, looked at Xiaolan, and innocently agreed:

"It's all taught by my uncle!"

Xiaolan dispelled her doubts, and Mori Kogoro analyzed solemnly:

"According to what Conan just said, if I really fell asleep on the train for an hour and 15 minutes, then I left Mihua Station at 45:[-] in the evening.

So I should have met Miss Sachiko at 55:[-]. "

"How can I prove that uncle slept an extra hour?"

Dongfang Haoyue looked at Maoli Kogoro, and reminded helplessly:

"In [-], Japanese train stations did not install surveillance cameras. Who can we find to prove that uncle fell asleep on the train for more than an hour...?"

"There's absolutely no need to prove that sort of thing."

Mori Kogoro shook his head slowly, looked at Dongfang Haoyue, and calmly recalled:

"I remember... Last night, Sachiko put her coat and gloves under the seat in the back of the car.

Looking back now... those were probably the evidence that she was stained with the blood of the dead. "

"Evidence?!"

Xiaolan covered her red lips lightly, and looked at Kogoro Mouri in surprise.

Dongfang Haoyue complained heartbrokenly:

"Uncle didn't look carefully at the time!

Now that Sachiko has dealt with the evidence secretly, we have no way to prove that she killed someone! "

"No, no, actually I didn't tell you about another important event."

Kogoro Moori looked at Dongfang Haoyue, and said with a hearty smile:

"When I first sat in the co-pilot yesterday, I accidentally dropped a ballpoint pen under my feet.

Coincidentally... Sachiko dropped a ballpoint pen at the same time, without even noticing it.

I picked up a ballpoint pen on the spot, only to find out later that the ballpoint pen was low on ink.

The problem is...that's my new ballpoint pen.

In other words, I picked up Sachiko's ballpoint pen. "

Dongfang Haoyue looked up at the ceiling, clasped her head in her hands and complained in a broken voice:

"They dropped ballpoint pens at the same time and place, why is there such a bizarre thing in the world!!

Wait, wait, the point of the question is clearly how it is possible to prove that Sachiko killed Miss Miwa with just a ballpoint pen! ! !

I can't even think of it! ! ! ! ! "

"I see."

Kudo Shinichi looked at Mori Kogoro with a sudden realization.

Dongfang Haoyue froze suddenly upon hearing this, turned her head to look at Xinyi after pauses, and complained in despair in her heart:

"This, is this the gap between me and Shinichi!!!

Ah, sister! ! ! !

Contrary to Shinichi's tone just now... Shinichi obviously came up with the reasoning process of using a ballpoint pen to solve the case at once! ! ! ! ! "

"all in all!"

Mori Kogoro stood up, walked to the door, and said calmly:

"I'm now notifying Police Officer Megure to go to the scene of the crime and dismantle Sachiko Shimamura's alibi in public!"

"Wait, I also want to see Dad's deduction scene!"

Xiaolan quickly stood up, trotted to the middle of Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi who had just stood up, led them from left to right to catch up with Mori Kogoro, and closed the door smoothly.

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after a while.

The house rented by Sachiko Shimamura, the living room.

Xiaolan's family and police officer Megure stood side by side by the dining table, staring intently at Sachiko Shimamura on the opposite side of the dining table.

"Miss Sachiko, your alibi is invalid."

Police officer Mumu, who was standing on the far right of everyone, confirmed calmly:

"Actually, you killed Miss Kazumi at 55:[-] pm, took away the evidence in a hurry, and ran into a Maori detective at [-]:[-] pm, am I right?"

"What if I don't have an alibi?"

Sachiko Shimamura turned her head away, closed her eyes, and questioned calmly:

"How can you conclude that I killed Kazumi?"