Conan: Naruto

"Say... yes."

Xiaolan tried her best to calm down, folded her hands in front of her body, and looked at Suzuki Sonoko calmly.

"Hey, Sonoko."

Suzuki Ayako looked at Suzuki Sonoko belatedly and confirmed rigorously:

"You just said...that the prisoners who look very similar to Yuzo are Uncle Tetsuji's other two sons?"

"Yes."

Suzuki Sonoko looked at the thoughtful Suzuki Ayako in surprise, and asked dumbly:

"Could it be...that I guessed the prisoner's identity wrongly...?"

"I want to say..."

Suzuki Ayako turned to look at the motionless young man ten meters away from the window, and made a meticulous judgment:

“Uncle Zheji’s three sons should be triplets.

Or maybe Yuzo and the criminal are twins. "

"There is another possibility."

Dongfang Haoyue looked at Kudo Shinichi who was half-kneeling beside the young man's right leg with his back to the man, and analyzed rationally:

"Mr. Yuzo deliberately wore a knitted hat to cover up his hairstyle and put on a fake mustache to disguise himself as one of his older brothers."

"Haoyue means..."

Suzuki Sonoko looked at Dongfang Haoyue dumbly, and confirmed in disbelief:

"Xiong San first killed or injured Mr. Tetsuji, and then deliberately appeared in front of us..."

"Listen to what you say..."

Suzuki Ayako put her hands behind her back, clasped her hands, looked at Dongfang Haoyue slightly nervously, and reasoned seriously:

"As long as Yusan escapes smoothly, we witnesses will tell the police... Yusan's brother killed or injured Uncle Tetsuji."

"besides."

Dongfang Haoyue looked at Kudo Shinichi, who was holding a flashlight in his left hand to illuminate the grass in front of him and reaching into the grass with his right hand, and calmly analyzed:

"The reason why the prisoner stoned the stone was because he wanted us to hear the noise, see blood on his body and inform the police."

"But......"

Xiaolan looked at Dongfang Haoyue hesitantly and explained in confusion:

"Once the police identify the culprit as one of Uncle Zheji's sons based on our confession, then the real culprit is likely to be arrested."

"The prisoner can just forge his alibi in advance!"

Suzuki Sonoko looked at Xiaolan carelessly and explained casually:

"I've seen the TV news. It said that Uncle Maori often cracked the alibi forged by prisoners. Maybe the prisoner who hurt Uncle Tetsuji did the same."

"I see."

Suzuki Ayako looked at Suzuki Sonoko with a sudden realization, and stated calmly:

"As long as the prisoner forges an alibi in advance, he can blame the twins or triplets' brothers."

"But then again."

Xiaolan looked at Kudo Shinichi who had not taken back his right hand incomprehensibly, and asked curiously:

"Why is Conan half-kneeling in the grass with his back to the prisoner?"

"That's it."

Suzuki Sonoko always held a flashlight in her left hand to illuminate the window, put her right hand on her hip, turned to look at Kudo Shinichi, and complained in surprise:

"I remember the last time I met a bank robber, the kid hurriedly tied up the prisoner with a relatively thin rope, but today he was kneeling there and touching the grass."

The voice just fell.

"Be prepared mentally."

Dongfang Haoyue looked back at Xiaolan, Suzuki Yuanzi and Suzuki Ayako, and tried her best to calmly give psychological defense:

"Suppose the criminal first used the stone to hit the person's head in the grass to ensure the death of the victim, and then used the stone to hit the stone to make a violent noise to attract our attention..."

"First... hit the person on the head first..."

Xiaolan, Suzuki Sonoko and Suzuki Ayako were sweating coldly.

They looked out the window with slight trembling, and said in fear and disbelief:

"Is it...could it be...

Uncle Zheji, who just came home, is...in the grass..."

Xiaolan, Suzuki Sonoko and Suzuki Ayako haven't finished speaking yet.

Kudo Shinichi retracted his right hand and stood up slowly. He held the flashlight in his left hand and dropped it to the left side of his body. He looked heavily at the people in the room and shook his head with regret.

"How...how could..."

Suzuki Ayako withdrew her mournful gaze from Kudo Shinichi and tried her best to maintain her standing, unwilling to accept the reality and said:

"Uncle Zheji, who has always been very good to us, died like this..."

"Sonoko...Sister Sonoko!"

Dongfang Haoyue turned around and subconsciously called Lingzuki Sonoko by name, hastily changed her words, innocently looked at Sonoko with a look of sadness on her pretty face, and suggested in a gentle voice:

"We'll use Sister Ayako's cell phone to call the police."

The voice did not fall.

"Woooooooo..."

Suzuki Sonoko could no longer suppress the sadness that filled her heart.

She knelt on the ground helplessly, and the flashlight slid down the floor, making a painful rolling sound. Her hands, together with Dongfang Haoyue's arms, tightly hugged the unresisting Haoyue.

At this moment, Suzuki Sonoko's bright face was buried in Haoyue's left shoulder, and she cried in a muffled voice seeking comfort:

"Uncle Zheji...wuwuwu..."

"Yuanzi...Sister Yuanzi..."

Dongfang Haoyue felt extremely distressed.

He looked at the dim living room in front of him, put his arms around Suzuki Sonoko, patted Sonoko's back gently, and comforted her softly:

"Don't be sad, I will always be with Sister Yuanzi."

"woo woo woo woo......"

Suzuki Sonoko cried even harder.

Her tears soaked Dongfang Haoyue's clothes drop by drop.

"I...I'll call the police."

The sentimental Xiaolan looked at this scene with tears in her eyes. She turned to look at Suzuki Ayako who closed her beautiful eyes and tried her best to suppress her tears, and said gently:

"Ayako, I want to borrow your mobile phone."

"Here...here you..."

Suzuki Ayako opened her red lips softly and tried her best to use her right hand to take out the pink mobile phone from her jacket pocket and handed it to Xiaolan.

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2 minutes later.

The grass ten meters outside the living room window of Suzuki Villa.

Kudo Shinichi stood next to the young man's right leg, and calmly helped the silent man sit on the lawn.

Dongfang Haoyue stood behind the man, with his hands in his pockets and his feet motionless against the man's back.

Kudo Shinichi took out the police gloves from his jacket pocket and put them on. He bent over and carefully searched the items the man carried.

Xiao Ran, Suzuki Sonoko and Suzuki Ayako stood scattered to the right behind Shinichi, lowering their heads, looking sadly at the girl lying close at hand in the cold grass, with the right side of her face pressed against the grass, blood flowing from her left temple and even covering most of her face. Tomizawa Tetsuji.

Ayako looked at it and could no longer suppress the grief that surged in her heart.

She suddenly shed two lines of clear tears, closed her beautiful eyes sadly, knelt down haggardly beside Tetsuji Tomizawa's left leg, bent over, grabbed the clothes on Tetsuji's chest with both hands, and said heartbrokenly:

“Uncle Zheji!!!

uncle! ! ! ! ! "