Conan: Nakamura-kun is forced to be almighty

All the entrances and exits of the underwater restaurant have been sealed, which is equivalent to a large secret room.

When everyone gathers at the dinner table and no one can act arbitrarily, if the case does not continue to occur, the prisoner may still be Murakami.

Once the murderer loses control and continues to cause trouble, the murderer will definitely be among them.

Several media figures appear to be glamorous on the outside, but their true character is unknown.

Conan took advantage of the fact that he was a child and observed everyone unscrupulously. Once someone looked back, he smiled brightly and no one cared about him.

After observing around, he found that all five strangers present were right-handed. It was impossible to tell who the murderer was based on the characteristics of his right-handedness alone.

Conan's eyes rolled around and he suddenly said: "I'm thirsty and want to drink juice."

Mouri Kogoro glanced at him speechlessly, "What time has it been? You are still thinking about juice. It will be troublesome to bring the kid with you!"

"Conan, let me go with you to get it."

"Sister Xiaolan still needs to take care of Miss Nana, can uncle Nakamura accompany me there?"

Ito quickly stood up and said, "Conan-kun, I'd better accompany you there."

"I want Uncle Nakamura to accompany me, can't you?"

Facing Conan, who was looking at him eagerly with his big eyes, Nakamura stood up in compromise and said, "Let's go."

Watching Nakamura holding Conan's hand and walking away, Peter Ford asked curiously: "Conan is the child of a Maori detective, right? How could he be so close to Officer Nakamura?"

"That kid really likes to play detective games. Usually when I handle cases, he will occasionally follow me. I met Nakamura during a case.

At that time, Nakamura was kind enough to play with him for a while, and the two have become close since then. "

"Children are indeed like this. Their kindness to others is even more sensitive than that of adults."

As an essayist, Nishina usually likes to collect writing materials. Although he mostly writes books recommending gourmet restaurants, it does not hinder his curiosity.

"It's quite boring to have nothing to do. How about Detective Maori tell us about the cases you usually encounter?"

Mouri Kogoro was stunned, but he didn't say anything that would ruin the atmosphere by saying that the detective needed to keep the client's secret.

Mouri Kogoro was indeed very guilty that these people were implicated in the case, and he was frightened, so he picked some cases that he could tell and shared them as stories.

Nakamura led Conan into the kitchen and took the opportunity to discuss the situation.

"Uncle Nakamura, have you identified the suspect?"

"It's almost the same, but we can't arrest him now that we haven't found any evidence."

"Is this Mr. Sawaki, the sommelier?"

Nakamura raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Why do you think it's him?"

"It's Officer Ito. When he went to the emergency exit and sat at the dining table, he chose a seat very close to Mr. Sawaki. He always paid attention to Mr. Sawaki's movements intentionally or unintentionally."

Nakamura, who never expected this to be the reason, was a little helpless, but it was understandable that Conan, who had been with Nakamura and the two many years ago, would notice this.

"Uncle Nakamura, have you found Mr. Sawaki's motive for committing the crime?"

Nakamura shook his head, "No, actually I'm just speculating based on reason right now. I have no real evidence and I don't understand the motive."

Conan lacks part of the clue-gathering process and knows less information than Nakamura, but he has an advantage. He has strong association skills and dares to make bold assumptions.

“These cases can be treated in categories.

Both Megure Police Department and Dr. Agasa were only slightly injured and would recover soon;

The chocolate Aunt Fei eats has a strong smell of pesticides. If you really want to poison Aunt Fei, you can add more dangerous poison.

I think the three of them should actually exist as distractions to draw our attention to the people who resent Uncle Maori.

It happened that Murakami's father-in-law, whom Uncle Maori once arrested, was released from prison. The prisoner was probably taking advantage of this to make a fuss. "

Nakamura continued smoothly: "Mr. Tsuji Hiroki is probably one of his real targets. He is targeting eye drops. If no one helps fly the helicopter, a crash is inevitable;

Mr. Xu Shengyi has been killed;

And Miss Nana, her hair is neatly cut in the middle. If Miss Nana had not lowered her head, she might have been injured on her vest. "

"Yes, so Miss Nana, Mr. Asahi Katsuyoshi, and Mr. Tsuji Hiroki are his real targets."

"What happened to the arrow that struck Mr. Sawaki?"

Conan explained: "Sister Xiaolan and I had just arrived and heard that they were going to the wine store to get wine, so we followed them curiously.

The crossbow was installed on the only way to the wine rack. When Mr. Sawaki passed by, he kicked the fishing line and the arrow shot out with a whoosh. Mr. Sawaki was able to avoid it after my reminder. "

"Get away? How far is the distance?"

"Five to six meters."

"That's really a coincidence. At such a close distance, there's not even a scratch."

In the recent case of the Yumoto family's luxury cruise ship, Conan had already seen examples of criminals deliberately hurting themselves to achieve their goals in order to confuse the public, and he immediately understood what Nakamura meant.

"But unfortunately, I still haven't been able to figure out his motives."

"As for the motive, I have some guesses," Conan showed a confident smile, "Uncle Nakamura, let's get the drinks out quickly, don't keep them waiting too long."

"Row."

Everyone was very nervous at this moment, and they did not get beer, but chose mineral water.

After Nakamura poured the water, Conan picked a cup and added two spoons of salt to it.

Nakamura raised his eyebrows slightly, but without stopping, he calmly held the tray and sent out the water.

Conan smiled and placed the water glasses in front of everyone, "Is everyone thirsty?"

"Thank you Conan, Officer Nakamura."

Mouri Kogoro talked about the case for a long time, his mouth was already dry, so he picked up the cup and drank it directly.

I have been here since three o'clock, and it is now close to six o'clock, which happens to be dinner time.

Not only was the promised cooperation not negotiable, it could also endanger lives, and there was no telling when rescue would arrive. Under both psychological and physical pressure, it was enough to just choke out a few words at Mouri Kogoro and not do anything more outrageous. Excellent self-cultivation.

In order to relieve stress, everyone picked up their water glasses and drank.

Conan's eyes lit up when he saw Sawaki drank a glass of water without any abnormality.

He immediately looked at Nakamura. Although Nakamura still didn't know the whole picture, he understood what Conan wanted to test.

Sawaki Hiroshi, a professional sommelier, couldn’t even taste the saltiness!

Relevant common sense immediately came to Nakamura's mind.

Loss of taste is generally divided into two types: functional diseases and organic diseases.

Organic diseases refer to diseases related to taste buds and taste nerves. Functional diseases are more common than neurosis. Patients feel that they have taste problems, but in fact all functions are good, which has a lot to do with their own psychology.

Sudden accumulation of psychological stress usually has triggers. Nakamura immediately thought of what Nana Koyamauchi said before, about the car accident three months ago.

Perhaps it was the car accident that caused him psychological pressure. After gradually losing his sense of taste, he wanted revenge, so he gave him the bottle of nail polish mixed with fluorescent paint.

If this is the truth, all his actions will become traceable, and it will be simple to lock in the direction and investigate.