Conan: Naruto

"You just said... that after you said goodbye to us, you rushed to Tokyo non-stop."

Dongfang Haoyue looked at Kajimura Yosuke calmly and questioned calmly:

"Excuse me, how did you know that Mr. Harumi and Mr. Hideaki, who arrived at the hotel after you, had a quarrel?"

"what?"

Kajimura Yosuke was slightly stunned and looked at Mouri Kogoro in astonishment.

"It seems you have forgotten what you said before."

Dongfang Haoyue slowly shook his head, Gujing Wubo repeated:

"Not long after you arrived at the scene of the crime, you said something like this... Last night, Harumi from Genkaji Temple expressed that he would use legal means to fight against the chairman."

"The chairman called me to tell me the news."

Kajimura Yosuke dropped his hands to his sides, pretending to be calm and defending:

"While I was staying in Tokyo, the chairman called my mobile phone."

"What nonsense!"

Dongfang Haoyue stared at Kajimura Yosuke with sharp eyes, and said with full force:

"You were clearly the one who called to invite Hideaki Oda to come here. You used your words to induce him to relax his vigilance, but you happened to learn about Harumi's propaganda against the chairman!"

"Stop joking!!"

Kajimura Yosuke, whose emotions were aroused by Dongfang Haoyue, scolded him with great excitement, and demanded loudly with a stern look:

"Since you say I am a prisoner, you have the ability to produce evidence and evidence that I was at the crime scene last night!"

"Of course I have evidence."

Dongfang Haoyue smiled contemptuously.

He pointed at the inner pocket of Kajimura Yosuke's suit and revealed it unscrupulously:

"The evidence is on you, the decisive evidence!"

"The evidence is on his body?"

Officer Yokomori looked back at Kajimura Yosuke, looked at Mouri Kogoro in surprise, and called out with certainty:

"Maori detective?"

"That's right, Officer Henggou, you only need to open Mr. Kajimura's wallet and take a good look inside to find out the truth."

Dongfang Haoyue looked at Officer Henggou and smiled coquettishly.

"it is good!"

Officer Henggou nodded without thinking.

While taking out police gloves and putting them on his hands, he strode up to Kajimura Yosuke, stared at Kajimura intently, and said seriously and without any doubt:

"Can I check your wallet?"

"Ah."

Kajimura Yosuke, who gradually regained his composure, chuckled, and calmly took out his wallet from the inner pocket of his jacket. He looked at Officer Yokomori and argued unruly:

"Even if the banknotes in the wallet are stained with the chairman's fingerprints, it is because the chairman personally handed them to me."

Before he finished speaking, Kajimura Yosuke casually handed Officer Henggou his wallet, turned to the left, put his hands in his pockets, looking extremely arrogant.

Henggou opened his wallet and checked to no avail. He closed the wallet, turned to look at Mouri Kogoro, and asked in confusion:

"Detective Maori, where is the evidence you mentioned?"

"The evidence was sandwiched between the bills."

Dongfang Haoyue looked at Officer Henggou and revealed in a concise and concise manner:

"That's an invoice."

"bill?"

Officer Henggou opened his wallet again, his eyes locked on the white piece of paper sandwiched between the banknotes with one end of the sharp corner exposed. He decisively took out the piece of paper, placed it in front of him, and examined it carefully.

Two seconds later, he said calmly:

"The invoice I got for buying cigars was at [-]:[-] last night."

Hearing this, Kajimura Yosuke looked at the invoice in disbelief, his body trembled violently, his arrogance was gone in an instant, and he was too frightened to say a word.

"Yes."

Dongfang Haoyue nodded slightly and narrated in an extremely free and easy manner:

"Last night, we had dinner with Mr. Yingming, and he got the invoice for the cigars.

Excuse me. "

Dongfang Haoyue stared at Kajimura Yosuke who was dripping with cold sweat, and questioned sharply:

"Why can you get Oda Hideaki's invoice if you left before that?

Did you... later meet him and kill him! "

Dongfang Haoyue's arrogance was high and awe-inspiring.

Kajimura Yosuke's face turned gloomy and he was speechless.

Officer Henggou looked at Kogoro Mouri and then at Kajimura, knowing that Kogoro meant everything he said. He was filled with admiration for a moment and said nothing.

Dongfang Haoyue stared at Kajimura Yosuke with eyes like eagles, and reasoned energetically:

"After you killed Hideaki Oda, you accidentally found Hideaki's wallet lying on the lawn. You immediately decided to take the banknotes and keep them for yourself, but you never thought...

In the middle of that stack of bills is an invoice that you don't even know about. "

Dongfang Haoyue paused for a second and concluded in a heart-wrenching tone:

"At this point, as long as the police check the fingerprints on the invoice, then..."

"Unexpectedly...my perfect plan failed with an invoice..."

Kajimura Yosuke lowered his head in despair and looked at the dirt ground sadly.

Officer Henggou suddenly turned around and looked at Kajimura. He held the invoice and the closed wallet in his hands and dropped them to his sides. He asked solemnly:

"Kajimura Yosuke, what is your motive for killing?"

"A year ago... the group's operations were gradually going downhill, and the chairman asked me to help the group evade taxes."

Kajimura Yosuke trembled slightly and said sadly:

"Although I had no choice but to help the group evade taxes, but I accepted the benefits from the chairman, who would have thought...

He said... Once the tax evasion of the group is discovered, I will bear full responsibility and become his scapegoat.

Only then did I understand... what is the use of working hard for decades? I am not just a chess piece that is discarded casually. I just... I just..."

"Just kill him."

Police officer Henggou looked at Kajimura Yosuke with a solemn expression.

Kajimura closed his eyes sadly and admitted softly irrevocably:

"Correct."

During this period.

"Hoo... hoo hoo..."

Kudo Shinichi was lying peacefully on the stone bricks outside the gate of the five-story pagoda, with his right arm pressed against the wall.

He pressed his lower abdomen with his left hand, and rested the back of his head on Dongfang Haoyue's soft and smooth snow-white thighs. The corners of his mouth curved slightly, as if he had dreamed of a beautiful scene.