Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

"Look, isn't there something on the top of the bookshelf?" Xingchen said.

Conan squinted his eyes and looked over there. From this position, the top of the bookshelf was completely invisible.

"How did you see this?!" Conan quickly turned on the long-range magnification function of his glasses and saw the marks on it.

"My eyesight is better, otherwise I can hit the target every time I throw the darts." Xingchen folded his hands over his chest, snorted, and closed his eyes.

Maori Kogoro next to him began to speculate: "Is there a possibility that the murderer forced the victim to this place, and when the victim tried to escape, he was stabbed in the back and died."

"But, uncle. The phone fell next to the victim. So the victim should have had time to shout for help." Xingchen waved his hand and shouted.

"Yeah, if she ran here from somewhere else, there should be sweat stains on the ground somewhere else," Conan agreed.

"There was no need for the murderer to deliberately move the body next to the bicycle."

"That's true." Sato Miwako said, touching her chin after hearing this.

"You kid." Maori Kogoro wanted to walk over and say something, but was suddenly interrupted by Sato Miwako: "Mr. Maori, this kid's ideas are quite interesting. Let him speak."

Then he turned and looked down at Conan and asked, "So, what else did you find interesting?"

"This, I haven't found it yet." Conan touched his head and said awkwardly. Kogoro Mouri looked a little depressed when he was interrupted, but for the sake of the beautiful police girl, he spared you for the time being.

"Mr. Masuo, does your wife usually ride a bicycle?" Shiratori Jinzaburo turned around and asked Masuo Keizao.

"Yes, she exercises regularly after 2 p.m. every day. This is her daily routine." Keizao Masuo nodded in agreement.

"Then may I ask, what time do you and your wife get up in the morning?" Shiratori Renzaburo continued to ask.

"Well, I had work at the bank, so I left home at around seven in the morning."

"My wife has been going out drinking with friends until late at night recently. I think she slept until noon today." The statue of Masuo Katsura thought for a while and then answered.

"Then the answer is clear." Shiratori Renzaburo said with a confident gleam in his pupils.

"Hey!" Everyone else looked at Shiratori Renzaburo at the same time.

"If my reasoning is correct, the murderer was probably hiding there." Shiratori Renzaburo walked to the bookshelf, lifted the curtain outside the bookshelf and continued, "Inside the shelf behind this curtain."

Conan looked at Shiratori Renzaburo in surprise and thought to himself, what!

Xingchen put his hands behind his back and wondered, can this place really hide people?

"I guessed right. There aren't many books in here. It's a good place to hide people. It looks like we don't need the sleeping Maori Kogoro to take action this time."

"Hmph." Kogoro Maori snorted. He could only pinch his nose and admit that this Shiratori really had something.

"Now that you mention it, there really aren't many books." Sato Miwako looked at the bookshelf and said, "And this curtain is different from the one next to it, the color is particularly dark."

“In fact, we put this bookshelf here just to change the decoration.”

“We actually plan to change the other curtains to the same color as well,” explained Keizao Masuo.

"But can this place really hide people?" Kogoro Mori asked doubtfully.

"As long as these two partitions are removed, it will be easy to hide a person."

"So the measures taken by the murderer should be like this..." Shiratori Renzaburo began his first reasoning. First, the murderer conducted a thorough investigation into the family's lifestyle in advance.

After Mr. Masuo left, Mrs. Masuo sneaked into the house and hid in the bookshelf before getting up.

Waiting for the opportunity to act.

As long as Mrs. Masuio gets on her bicycle, he can rush out and kill her.

"It's just that I don't know whether it was lucky or unfortunate. The police called at that moment. The criminal rushed out in desperation and killed the victim."

"When the criminals sneaked in, they used the window in the corridor." Shiratori Renzaburo mentioned the hole in the window glass.

"Yes, Mr. Masuo also said that his wife saw a suspicious man wandering around again."

"It's not surprising at all as long as the criminals know the configuration of the room and the victim's daily routine." Miwako Sato said after thinking.

While they were talking, Xingchen walked to the bicycle and saw the thin line on the pedal. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he thought to himself, so that's how it is. This is really a good method.

Then he walked over to Conan and told him.

Conan's eyes became more serious. He stroked his chin and thought, then whispered, "Now all that's left is the decisive evidence."

"Well, it's definitely not like what Officer Shiratori said. There is a huge loophole in their reasoning." Xingchen nodded and whispered.

While the two of them were whispering, Shiratori Renzaburo turned his head to look at Maori Kogoro and said, "Okay, Mr. Maori, you can take the two children back first, and leave this to us police."

"Don't you think something is wrong?" Takagi Wataru suddenly said.

"Huh?" Shiratori Renzaburo looked at Takagi Wataru in confusion.

"It's obvious that the murderer killed the victim because she was on the phone with the police. In that case, why would he go to the trouble of putting the bookshelf back in place?"

"The murderer should be very clear that if he moves too slowly, our police will hear the noise and rush over immediately." Takagi Wataru said hurriedly. He also had to perform well in front of Officer Sato.

"There is something wrong with this. If you hide in the bookshelf next to it, this bookshelf is packed full of books."

"There's no way to hide people." Kogoro Mori walked over and opened the curtains and said.

"Inspector Shiratori." A detective ran over and shouted.

Cold sweat streamed down Shiratori Renzaburo's cheeks, but he didn't pay attention to these things.

Hearing the voice, he subconsciously turned his head and responded: "What's the matter?"

"We found a very strange photo album in the victim's room." The detective said, holding a thick photo album in his hand. He unfolded the album and continued, "What's puzzling is that most of the photos have strange circles drawn on them."