Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

"what!?"

Fujii Takako and Iino Hiroshi's pupils dilated and they looked at the corpse in shock.

Three seconds later.

"incredible......"

Iino Hiroshi still hasn't come back to his senses.

His face was gray, his body was trembling slightly, he looked at the corpse with fear, and murmured, suspecting it was a nightmare:

"How could the Chairman......"

"Humph."

Takako Fujii calmly took out a cigarette from her left pocket and placed it in front of her collar. She opened the cigarette box with her right hand, took out a slender cigarette and held it between her red lips.

She casually put the cigarette box back, took out the red lighter from her right pocket, placed it on the bottom of the cigarette, pressed the switch leisurely, and a lively flame sprang up to light the cigarette.

Fujii Takako looked down at the flames, not caring at all and said with great satisfaction:

"The scum that was Hieda Mitsuhiro finally got his comeuppance."

Having said this, Fujii Takako closed her beautiful eyes, put her left hand in her pocket, put her lighter back in her right hand, held the cigarette in front of her chest, and exhaled the gray smoke comfortably.

"Ok?"

Kogoro Mori subconsciously made a puzzled sound, withdrew his heavy gaze from the corpse, looked at Fujii Takako in surprise, and was about to ask Fujii why she despised the chairman of the company where he worked.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi stared at Fujii intently, with their hands behind their backs and their forearms folded, and they carefully judged in their hearts:

"It is clear that Fujii Takako hated Hieda Mitsuru and had sufficient motive to kill him."

"The chairman's office is a secret room, right?"

Nanzawa Naozen turned around, looked at Maori Kogoro rationally, and made a rigorous guess:

"Will he die of suicide?"

"Secret...Secret Chamber...?"

As Hiroshi Iino listened to the special terms that often only appear on TV or in comics, a drop of cold sweat ran down his cheek and he looked at Kogoro Mori nervously.

"Don't think blindly!"

Maori Kogoro glanced at Iino Hiroshi and clarified unhappily:

"It is almost impossible for a suicidal person to arrange a time to play mahjong with others!"

"Ah... okay."

Iino Hiro gradually regained his composure and asked politely:

"Excuse me...how did the prisoner poison the chairman?"

"I'm not so sure either."

Maori Kogoro put his hands in his trouser pockets, shook his head calmly, turned around and looked at Iino Hiroshi, and said rationally:

"The police are collecting clues and they should be able to find the criminal soon."

at the same time.

Dongfang Haoyue half-knelt on the right side of the corpse, with his hands on his raised left leg, observing the corpse seriously, wanting to solve this murder case with his own strength.

Kudo Shin half-knelt on the right side of Haoyue, with his hands on his raised right leg, staring intently at the messy banknotes on the floor, and calmly recalled in his heart:

"The banknotes were scattered all over the floor...if I remember correctly..."

Kudo Shinichi turned his head and looked at Nanzawa Naozen, who was chewing his right thumb nail half a meter behind him, and said calmly in his heart:

"This person said... that Hieda Mitsuhiro would stay at the company to check the daily cash balance."

As Kudo Shinichi was thinking, his expression froze, and he belatedly focused on Nanzawa Naozen's thumb, and subconsciously a light bulb went off in his head and he said:

"Ok?"

"Eh?"

Dongfang Haoyue heard Kudo Shinichi's wise exclamation, and curiously followed his gaze to look at Nanzawa Shangshan. He couldn't help but make a silly sound, and laughed quietly in his heart:

"You're so old but you still like to chew your nails, hahaha~!

But...then again..."

Dongfang Haoyue tensed her face, clenched her fists, and said confidently in her heart:

"First of all, Shinichi's expression did not indicate that he suspected Minamisawa Naozen was the culprit.

Secondly, Shinichi would not watch others chew their nails for no reason. This must be related to clues of this murder case!

But... what clues could biting nails possibly lead to...?"

Dongfang Haoyue thought of this and shook his head slowly, puzzled.

Kudo Shinichi stared at Nanzawa Naozen intently, trying his best to catch the doubts in his mind and said:

“Biting his nails… this must be his habit.

Wait, habit?"

Kudo Shinichi decisively pulled the ignorant Dongfang Haoyue to stand up, and quickly rushed to Nanzawa Shangshan. He looked at Nanzawa innocently and asked with pretended curiosity:

"Hey, does Chairman Feitian have any special habits?"

The voice just fell.

"Conan!"

Xiaolan hurriedly followed behind Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi, seemingly anxious to stop Shinichi from handling the case, but in fact she folded her hands in her heart and hummed leisurely:

"Hehe, before you, a mystery geek, are willing to confess that you are Shinichi, I must stop you from collecting clues.

In this way, one day you will not be able to bear my obstruction anymore and will take the initiative to say that you are Shinichi in exchange for my indulgence! "

"Habit?"

Nanzawa Naoyoshi didn't pay attention to Xiaolan's anxious voice. He politely put down his right hand and looked at Kudo Shinichi in confusion.

Kogoro Mori casually shook off the uneasy-looking Hiroshi Iino and walked towards Shinichi with a calm mind.

Dongfang Haoyue tilted his head and looked at Xiaolan calmly, thinking incomprehensibly in his heart:

"Strange... According to my previous thoughts, Xiaolan should still think that Conan is equal to Shinichi.

If that’s the case, why did Xiaolan prevent Shinichi from collecting clues?

Could it be... that my thinking is wrong...?

Maybe Xiaolan was really deceived by us, but I thought too much and thought she was not deceived...!"

"For example~"

Kudo Shinichi ignored Xiaolan as usual, looked at Nanzawa Naozen cutely, and reminded him innocently:

"When Chairman Fei Tian counted the money..."

"Oh, now that you mention it, I remember."

Nanzawa Naoyama suddenly realized and described it seriously:

"The chairman likes to spread the banknotes into a fan shape and then gently lick the thumb of his right hand."

"Alas!!!"

Dongfang Haoyue felt his whole body numbing just by imagining that scene, and he couldn't help but make a sound of disgust.

The pupils of Kudo Shinichi and Maori Kogoro, who was standing on Shinichi's right, suddenly shrank and their expressions became solemn.

Xiaolan looked at Shinichi and then at Kogoro at a loss, her innocent face revealing a silly and cute color.

Maori Kogoro quickly recovered his senses, turned his head sharply to look at Iino Hiroshi and Fujii Takako who were standing not far to the right, and asked solemnly:

"Who gave Chairman Fei Tian the money on the ground?!"

“Yes, it’s me…!”

Iino Hiroshi was extremely nervous.

He pointed to his chin, a few drops of sweat flowing down his cheeks, and tried his best to state calmly:

"Before the chairman confirms the daily cash balance, I will confirm the balance twice before handing the cash to the chairman."

"Hehe, the truth of this murder case has emerged before our eyes."

Maori Kogoro closed his eyes, hummed twice in a contented manner, then suddenly opened his eyes and pointed at the defenseless Iino Hiroshi, exposing him seriously:

"You are the culprit!!

Iino Hiroshi!"