Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

Xingchen looked at Conan who was leaning against the wall with a somewhat gloomy expression.

Then Xingchen walked to his side, reached out and gently patted his shoulder, and comforted him: "I understand how you feel, but the facts are the facts."

"Since it has already happened, it cannot be reversed. You might as well carry out your detective's will."

"After ruling out all possibilities one by one, whatever remains, no matter how unbelievable it is, can only be the truth."

"Isn't it?" Xingchen smiled confidently.

Conan looked up at Xingchen, his eyes full of surprise. He couldn't help but wonder in his heart that he still remembered what he said.

"I understand. Although I'm disappointed, I will never, ever make this mistake again." Conan's frown relaxed and he insisted through gritted teeth.

He chose between his idol and the truth, and finally chose the truth.

……

Two staff members are packing up signed souvenirs for raffle draw.

A staff member picked up a football and wondered, "How come the air in this football is completely leaking out?"

He counted the footballs again and wondered, "There is exactly one more football."

"Maybe it's a spare." Another staff member packed up the souvenirs on the table and passed by him with a box.

"Really?" Although the staff was a little confused, they still cleaned up.

Nearby, Ray Curtis and others walked up to Officer Otaki and asked, "Mr. Policeman, can we leave now?"

Ray Katis pointed at Mike and Rika behind him and said, "They both said they wanted to go back to their room. They wanted to take a shower and relax."

"But, in that case." Officer Otaki was about to refuse.

Hattori Heiji walked behind him, looked at Ray Katis and the others and said, "It's okay, Uncle Otaki."

"Didn't the three of them detect any signs of gunpowder smoke?"

"But, Heiji." Officer Otaki wanted to say that the matter could not end like this as they had not yet investigated it thoroughly.

"But before that, I have something to ask of you three." Hattori Heiji gave his reason.

"Hmm?" Ray Katis didn't know what the young man was going to do.

So he asked, "Do you have anything for us?"

"That's right." Hattori Heiji nodded, "But only you, Lei."

"Me?" Ray Katis pointed at himself in confusion.

"Okay, I can go with you. They also want to go back and rest." Ray Katis said with his hands spread out.

"Ok, Uncle Otaki. I'll go somewhere with him and be back soon." Hattori Heiji nodded.

"Yes, Heiji." Officer Otaki vaguely felt that after this incident, the case would be solved.

After explaining to the two of them, Ray Katis went aside to ask Hattori Heiji.

What on earth is going on.

"To be honest, there is someone waiting to see you right now." Hattori Heiji said in order to dispel Ray Katis's vigilance.

"He is in the room you have been staying in just now." Hattori Heiji said, looking towards the entrance of the stairs.

"I'll leave this matter to you. That guy is your number one fan."

"Really?" Ray Curtis turned his head to look at the stairs and walked up the stairs step by step.

Xingchen came over from not far away, looked at his back as he walked up the stairs, and sighed, "Most people don't want to believe that the person they love the most would do such a dirty thing."

"His leg is probably caused by drugs." Xingchen said after observing for a while.

He and Hattori Heiji had just discussed the specific details of the case, and it was basically 100% certain that the murderer was Ray Katis.

"Yeah." Hattori Heiji put his hands in his trouser pockets and nodded solemnly, "Indeed, I hope Kudo can make a choice, although that feeling is not pleasant."

"I believe in him, he can do it. After all, he is a righteous man." Xingchen said lightly.

"Really? I hope so. If not, I can only make the choice for him." Hattori Heiji sighed.

the other side.

Ray Curtis was walking slowly up the stairs and saw the mop and the board at the door.

He was surprised and said, "Oh my God!"

"Who did this?" Ray Curtis ran to the door in disbelief and said in English. He felt a little scared.

"Correct."

"What?!" Ray Katis turned his head and looked towards the source of the sound and shouted.

“This technique is actually very simple.”

Conan's voice came down from the stairwell, his voice trembling slightly, and he said slowly: "In fact, all you need to do is lock the door of the guest room and open it completely, then remove the air vent in the bathroom and take out the mop from the cabinet."

"This way, the transom can be positioned to illuminate the room at all times."

"Put the mop handle between the switches of the air vent and empty the air vent to complete the task."

"Next, just kick the prepared football down from this staircase." Conan put down the football that he had prepared long ago, and kicked it in the direction of the demonstration.

He had tried it here a few times before asking Hattori Heiji for help, not believing in evil.

The football followed its intended trajectory, passed in front of Ray Curtis and rolled all the way to the mop, knocking it away.

The next moment, the air louver fell down and covered the switch.

The lights in the room came on.

Ray Katis looked at the scene in surprise.

"As for the French windows, as long as the curtains are opened in advance, we will think that you walked into the room and turned on the lights."

Conan came out from the corner of the stairs, looked down at Ray Katis at the bottom of the stairs and said, "That's right, Ray."

"With just two or three easy practices, even a kid like me can do it." Conan said slowly with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"For Ray Curtis, who was hailed as the God of Free Kicks by the football world when he played as a center forward, it must be easy for him to do it even with his eyes blindfolded."

"So, even if you were standing on the second floor..." Conan slowly told the truth of the matter.

Every word was spoken with sadness.

It roughly describes Ray Curtis's plan of committing the crime. From the beginning, he arranged to be responsible for the rooms on the first floor.

Just deliberately turn on the lights in this room at the lower right corner.

Then Mao Lilan would remind him to open it, and then he just had to kick the football down from the second floor.

Then he took advantage of this opportunity to shoot and kill reporter Ed.

Just as Ray Katis continued to deny, saying that this period of time was not enough.

He even listed the opening times and when football would be played.

But Conan did not hesitate to expose Ray Katis's optimistic thinking.

Conan said that these actions happened at the same time, even the knocking on the door was done in advance. While approaching Ed, he asked Mao Lilan whether the light downstairs was on.

As long as it was opened, he could shoot Ed.

So it is not impossible to kill someone within three seconds.

After Conan finished speaking, he also said that he actually doubted the methods used by the other two people.

But it is totally unfeasible.

Next came the question of the reaction to gunpowder smoke, because the place where the police tested the reaction to gunpowder smoke was near the collar of the jacket.

No matter how much, they will only check the trousers and will never investigate the inside of the clothes.

So just wear your clothes inside out to avoid being detected for gun smoke reaction.

As for the gunpowder on the skin, it can be easily cleaned with water.

The last step is to deal with the football, which is also very simple. Just deflate it and hide it on your body.

"How can you prove that I was the one who let the gas out?" Ray Curtis continued to argue.

"In fact, Ed has already pointed out that you are the murderer." Conan's eyes revealed a hint of disappointment. This was the player he once liked so much.

Conan repeated and described what Xingchen had discovered.

Ray Curtis's face suddenly changed. He didn't expect that he would be exposed by a dead man's gesture.

Conan walked into the room quietly, squatted down and placed his hands on the football, and said with a hint of disappointment in his sad tone: "Come to think of it, it's really ironic. I originally wanted to prove your innocence."

"I never expected that the more I investigated, the more evidence I found proving that you are the murderer."

"Haha, kid. That's a pity." Ray Curtis couldn't admit it. Once he admitted it, everything would be ruined.

"The evidence you just mentioned is this shirt and pants. I usually give them to my agent."

"Just in case. I just changed it because I was sweating."

"I took it off and sent it to be washed immediately. I think it's probably in the hotel's laundry department now." Ray Curtis struggled.

Little did he know that his behavior would only make Conan even more sad and grief-stricken.

Conan's eyes couldn't be seen clearly in the reflection of the light from his glasses. He said calmly, "What about your shoes?"

"Shoes?!" Ray Curtis asked in confusion.

Conan began to explain: "Generally speaking, when using an automatic pistol, the smoke will be ejected when the shell is ejected."

"As for a revolver, the sound will radiate out from the sound of the gunshot."

“The uppers are certainly not immune.”

When Ray Katis heard this, he was immediately shocked.

"Lei, you should have been wearing shoes when you committed the crime." Conan said lightly.

"Otherwise you won't be able to kick the ball accurately. Since you haven't changed your shoes yet, you will definitely detect the smoke reaction."

"I think this should be considered irrefutable evidence."

Ray Curtis lowered his head and fell silent. He knew he was finished.

"Go and turn yourself in."

Ray Katis seemed to have heard impossible words and looked at Conan's back.

It was like the last light.

"If you go and turn yourself in to the police, that's my pleas." Conan said this, which meant that he had given the murderer the greatest tolerance and respect.

It also means that this is his bottom line.

Ray Curtis stared at his back, shrugged and apologized, "I'm very sorry, I can't turn myself in."

"If I were arrested, my fans and my family would be very, very sad."

"I will follow your advice and clean these shoes."

"At the same time, I will find an excuse to hide it from the police." After saying that, he waved and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute!" After saying this, Ray Katis stopped.

"The excuse you should find should not be just this matter!" Conan turned his head seriously and looked at Ray Katis who was about to leave.

"right."

When Ray Katis turned around to see if the little fan had anything else to say to him.

"The Iron Fortress of Europe, Ray Curtis." Conan seemed to have turned all his grief and sadness into anger as he kicked the ball!

When Ray Katis saw the ball coming, he subconsciously made a move to catch it.

But it seemed that his reaction was much worse and the ball flew to his face.

The football hit him hard on the cheek, and Ray Curtis fell to the ground.

But since he didn't faint, it can be seen that Conan did not activate the enhancement.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with you, Lei!" Conan walked out with his hands in his pockets.

"Even an ordinary high school student could kick that ball just now, but you could easily catch it with one hand."

"What's wrong with you!" Conan asked, standing in front of him.

Seeing that Ray Katis had closed his eyes and remained silent, Conan shouted, "Go ahead, answer me. Ray!"

Ray Katis opened his eyes, looked at Conan and asked, "How did you know, boy?"

"How do you know that drugs have ruined my body?"

"Constant yawning and joint pain are the most obvious symptoms of taking poison," Conan explained.

"When you came out of the bathroom, you pressed your right knee instead of your left knee injury."

"I've already noticed that."

Conan looked at Ray Katis and said, "Once a person has injected drugs, she cannot quit because her body cannot tolerate the severe pain caused by stopping the drugs."

"It seems that what the newspaper reporter said about your performance at the time was..."

"No, you're wrong!" Ray Curtis objected, "In fact, I first started injecting drugs after the scandal was cleared up."

Ray Curtis slowly began to recount what happened at that time: "That unfounded report actually forced my wife to commit suicide."

"I made a plan in my mind to get revenge on Ed. I would make him suspect that I took the drug again."

"I led him to Neon, my wife's hometown. I told him that the report about my drug use would be a big seller and asked him to meet me in Neon."

Ray Katis' eyes revealed a trace of pain and sadness as he said, "Also, to get rid of the heart-wrenching pain of losing my beloved wife Guizi."

When Ray Curtis thought of this, he covered his head with his hands in pain and said, "I will. I can only... can only rely on drugs."

"That's enough, Lei." Conan said in English, "Even if life is hard, it shouldn't be a reason for you to take drugs and kill people."

"The loser should be content to receive a red card."

After hearing this, Ray Curtis thought deeply for a moment and then breathed a sigh of relief. He accepted the fact and said in English: "Yes, I am a liar."

"I am a failed player. I lost the game. It's time for me to leave."

Ray Curtis stood up and took responsibility: "Not only for my late wife."

“It’s also for fans like you.”

After saying that, Ray Curtis slowly walked down the stairs.