Conan: Naruto

"Forget it, let's not think about it so much~"

Dongfang Haoyue smiled slightly, put her mouth next to Kudou Shinichi's ear, and comforted her in a cheerful voice:

"Anyway, Detective Maori seems to be very good. He shouldn't die suddenly or anything like that."

"Uh... died suddenly..."

A drop of cold sweat flowed from Kudo Shinichi's forehead, and he complained in a weak voice:

"Haoyue's adjectives are as crisp and clear as ever..."

"Speaking of which, when Officer Megure mentioned the God of Death, what was Shinichi thinking~?"

Dongfang Haoyue squeezed Kudo Shinichi's palm and looked at Shinichi with curiosity.

"what......"

Kudo Shinichi smiled sheepishly, put his mouth next to Dongfang Haoyue's ear, and explained softly and seriously:

"After we solved the first case together, in the taxi, didn't Detective Maori praise us as gods of good fortune~?"

"Oh, God of luck...hahaha~"

Dongfang Haoyue nodded in realization and smiled sweetly.

During this period.

"Cough um."

Officer Memu put on a straight face, looked steadily at the staff and middle-aged man one meter in front of him on the right, and rigorously confirmed:

"The route Detective Mori ran just now should be the shortest distance, right?"

"Correct."

The middle-aged man and the staff dropped their hands to their sides and looked at Officer Megure sternly.

Mouri Kogoro looked at the staff and men attentively, and cautiously confirmed:

"Is there a shortcut route that only members of the TV station know?"

"shortcut......"

The middle-aged man was slightly startled and looked at Mouri Kogoro dumbly.

"and many more."

The staff member looked at the middle-aged man and confirmed with excitement:

"Wouldn't it be faster to pass through the studio on the sixth floor on the way!"

"impossible."

The middle-aged man waved his hand without thinking.

He looked at the staff and explained calmly:

“The studio on the sixth floor has been used for filming TV series from [-] to [-] tonight.

Even if someone really shortens the distance through the studio, it can only be about ten seconds faster. "

"Oh......"

The staff nodded in confusion.

next second.

"Officer Megure, follow your instructions on the phone just now."

Detective Takagi trotted from the open door of the elevator to the middle in front of Officer Megure and Kogoro Mori. He saluted and lowered his right hand, looked at Megure with respect, and reported in an orderly manner:

"After I returned the pistol and shell casings to the Metropolitan Police Department, I immediately came here to check the surveillance of the Nichimari TV building, but no one who looked like Matsuo was found."

"There are no elevators or corridors?"

Officer Megure put his hands behind his back, folded his forearms, and looked at Detective Takagi calmly.

Takagi nodded without thinking and replied cautiously:

"Absolutely not."

"In other words, it is really not possible for Matsuo Takashi to go back and forth between the ninth-floor studio and the fourth-floor conference room within four minutes."

Officer Megure withdrew his gaze from Detective Takagi, and looked with some surprise at Matsuo Takashi, who was gradually becoming restless.

Matsuo Takashi put his hands in his pockets, looked at Mouri Kogoro, Megure, and Takagi standing to the left of Megure with some pride, and said happily:

“It seems you have proven my innocence.

Fortunately, the witnesses were viewers of my show, and they saw me appearing on the TV station 4 minutes before and after the video was played. "

Matsuo Takashi held the back of his head with his left hand and said with a simple smile:

"Honestly, everyone in the audience tonight knows that I am innocent."

"Oh, yes."

Mouri Kogoro smiled slightly and looked at Matsuo Takashi calmly.

Officer Megure looked at Matsuo carefully and responded noncommittally:

"you're right."

At the same time, Kudo Shinichi dragged Dongfang Haoyue towards the steps leading to the fifth floor far ahead with a solemn expression.

Five seconds later, on the steps.

Dongfang Haoyue glanced at Kudo Shinichi, who was in a thinking state with his right hand in his pocket, and then looked forward, thinking calmly in his heart:

"Matsuo Takashi's behavior is suspicious. Judging from the development of the plot, he is probably the culprit.

But... how on earth does he get back and forth from the studio to the conference room in 4 minutes?

You can’t fly like me..."

Thoughts just fell.

Dongfang Haoyue suddenly realized from the corner of his eye...

A woman in a light red dress was leaning on the landing above.

Dongfang Haoyue raised his head and saw the woman's bright face clearly, and hurriedly pulled Kudo Shinichi, who was confused, to stop, looked at the woman with a smile, and called out innocently:

"Sister Xiaolan~~~"

"what?"

Kudo Shinichi suddenly came to his senses, looked up at Xiaolan in surprise, and called out in surprise:

"Xiao...Sister Xiaolan!"

"Really, where did you go?"

Xiaolan, who was wearing an open light golden coat and a red sweater, leaned forward slightly, with her wrists on both sides of her waist. She looked at Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi angrily, and said unhappily:

"I've been looking for you for a long time and couldn't find you!"

"We are always with uncle~"

Dongfang Haoyue let go of Kudo Shinichi's left wrist and looked at Xiaolan obediently and innocently.

"Oh?"

Xiaolan looked at Dongfang Haoyue in disbelief.

"It's you, Sister Xiaolan."

Kudo Shinichi looked at Xiaolan dumbly and asked in confusion:

"Where did you run just now?"

"what......"

Xiaolan was speechless.

Her innocent face gradually became confused.

Dongfang Haoyue put his hands in his pockets and said ruthlessly:

"Are you lost?"

"Hahaha......"

Xiaolan straightened up in embarrassment, turned to the left, raised her right hand to cover her red lips, her face was slightly red, and she smiled sheepishly.

next second.

Xiaolan quickly shook off her shameful emotions, and stood between Dongfang Haoyue and Kudou Shinichi who had obediently stepped aside without being refused, and held them one by one.

Xiaolan walked forward endlessly along the corridor on the fifth floor, and described with a slightly uneasy expression:

"It really looks like a maze here."

"Of course it is."

Kudo Shinichi looked forward thoughtfully and subconsciously said:

"During the war, the TV station deliberately built a maze-like building to prevent it from being occupied by the enemy."

Dongfang Haoyue, who was walking with small steps, was frightened to death when he heard this. His body gradually became stiff, his brain was thinking about the solution rapidly, and he didn't say anything yet.

"Eh?"

Xiaolan suddenly stopped, turned sharply to the right, bent down, supported her legs with both hands, looked at Kudo Shinichi who was still immersed in thinking with a surprised look on her face, and said hesitantly:

"You actually know what happened during the war..."

"We just asked a lot of people at the TV station...why this place looks like a maze!"

Dongfang Haoyue trotted to the left of Kudou Shinichi, who was about to regain his consciousness, looked at Xiaolan pretending to be calm, and said innocently:

"One of the uncles is very good. He taught us a lot of knowledge~!"

"Yep!"

Kudo Shinichi held the back of his head with his right hand, pretending to be calm and looked at Xiaolan, who looked slightly calmer, and echoed sincerely:

"That uncle answered all our questions and taught us a lot."