Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

"W-What!?"

Hiroshi Iino was so shocked that his mouth opened wide.

Xiaolan was stunned and looked at Hiroshi Iino in surprise and suspicion.

Kudo Shinichi turned around and looked at Mouri Kogoro thoughtfully.

Dongfang Haoyue put his hands in his pockets, looking at Kogoro and Iino Hiro calmly, but in fact, his heart was filled with flowers, and he excitedly cheered them on:

"Appeared!!

Maori detective elimination method!

All the suspects identified by Kogoro Mori were eventually proven not to be the criminals.

There are exceptions, but they are few and far between!

All in all, the probability that Iino Hiroshi is the culprit has dropped to the bottom~!"

"If what I expected is true..."

Maori Kogoro leisurely walked up to Iino Hiroshi, poked his collar lightly, and analyzed seriously:

“You know Chairman Fei Tian’s strange habit of poisoning the banknotes beforehand.

When Fei Tian finished counting the money and licking his fingers, he died of poisoning as you wished. "

“Are you…are you kidding me…?”

Iino Hiroshi trembled slightly and panicked until the next second.

"You're not right, Kogoro."

Hasegawa stood behind Maori Kogoro to the right, looked at Kogoro carefully, and made a serious inference:

“When I contacted Fei Tian, ​​he said he would count the remaining money before playing mahjong.

If the banknotes were really poisonous, he would have died before he answered the phone call."

“The poison doesn’t have to be smeared on the topmost note.”

Maori Kogoro put down his right hand, looked at Hasegawa calmly, and reasoned confidently:

"If the poison is applied to one of the middle bills, the time when the fertilizer field is exposed to the poison will inevitably be delayed."

"oh......"

Hasegawa nodded naively.

Dongfang Haoyue dropped his hands to his sides. Based on his previous experience, he thought that this murder case was not as simple as Maori Kogoro said.

Kudo Shinichi looked at Kogoro calmly, carefully thinking about the relevant clues of this murder case.

Conan, maintaining her trust in Kogoro Mori's ability to solve the case, looks at the frightened Hiroshi Iino with deep suspicion.

Officer Megure stood on Kogoro's left, turned to look at the middle-aged forensic officer who was still examining the body, and asked calmly:

"How is the forensic investigation going? Is Detective Maori's statement wrong?"

"Just as Detective Maori said."

The middle-aged police officer held the paper data of this murder case in one hand, looked up at Officer Megure, and reported calmly:

"The deceased's right thumb and several banknotes showed a toxic reaction."

Inspector Megure's eyes narrowed, and he was about to ask further questions.

“The evidence is irrefutable!!”

Kogoro Mouri withdrew his approving gaze from the middle-aged policeman and looked at the bewildered Hiroshi Iino with full confidence.

Dongfang Haoyue was stunned, staring at Xiaowulang blankly, covering his face with his hands in his heart, and said in disbelief and shock:

“No way!!

Detective Maori identified the real criminal right away, this is too unscientific!!!"

The thought just fell.

"But...the trace of poison on the banknote is the thumbprint of the deceased, which means that the victim touched the banknote with his thumb contaminated with poison."

The middle-aged police officer looked down at the information and made a careful assessment:

"That is to say, the source of the poison was not the banknotes."

"what?"

Maori Kogoro looked at the middle-aged police officer in surprise, and said in disbelief:

"Are you sure the investigation is correct?"

"Yes."

The middle-aged police officer nodded without hesitation.

Inspector Megure withdrew his steady gaze from the police officer, turned to look at Maori Kogoro, and asked as usual:

"What do you think, Maori brother?"

“No, no more!”

Maori Kogoro looked at Inspector Megure awkwardly, scratched his head with his right hand, and smiled awkwardly but politely:

"Hahaha......"

"Really..."

Dongfang Haoyue covered her face with one hand, closed her eyes unable to bear the sight, and complained in confusion in her heart:

“For a murder that has already happened, the Maori detective is as unreliable as ever…!

Maybe...as I thought before...

Detective Maori feels that since the dead cannot be resurrected, solving the case quickly is of no use, so it would be better to take this opportunity to train Shinichi's reasoning ability.

Therefore, Detective Maori saw through the truth but deliberately kept it to himself, waiting for Shinichi to solve the case.

but......

When someone Detective Maori knows becomes a suspect in a case, he becomes extra serious.

Having said that...if someone he knew committed murder again, he would definitely hide his sadness and grief under a carefree smile.

Alas... The screenwriter of Detective Conan insisted on designing a plot in which the crime was committed by someone Detective Maori knew. Detective Maori is so pitiful..."

Dongfang Haoyue felt deeply sad when he thought of this.

Kudo Shinichi had long been accustomed to Maori Kogoro's guess-based method of solving cases. He shrugged calmly, and keenly noticed the change in Haoyue's expression from the corner of his eyes. He turned his head decisively, looked at Haoyue with concern, and asked softly in confusion:

"What happened to Haoyue...?"

"I feel so sorry for Detective Maori. He always encounters acquaintances committing crimes..."

The sentimental Dongfang Haoyue came back to her senses a little and looked at Kudo Shinichi with tears in her eyes.

Shinichi was stunned.

He didn't know why Dongfang Haoyue thought of the pitiful Maori detective at this time, but he still patted Haoyue's smooth back gently, and said softly with a firm will:

"Mouri Kogoro and I are both detectives who uphold justice.

Although we feel sad to personally arrest an acquaintance who committed a murder, we will never regret it in order to uphold morality and the law."

"The new one..."

Dongfang Haoyue was deeply moved.

She pounced on Kudo Shinichi and hugged him tightly.

Xiaolan was confused.

She originally thought that her father, who was conscious, was unreliable in reasoning, but unexpectedly, Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi hugged each other inexplicably.

Xiaolan's heart tightened, and she hurriedly pushed them apart, holding their shoulders with one hand each, and greeted their blank gazes with an upright attitude, and righteously whispered to them:

"Conan, Haoyue, you can't do something weird at the crime scene!"

“I…I know!”

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi regained their composure, nodded cutely, and muttered in their hearts with dissatisfaction:

"Xiaolan is really a stumbling block..."

During this period.

Inspector Megure looked at Kogoro Mouri's silly appearance, shook his head helplessly, and accidentally discovered the ceramic cup on the desk, so he strode over.

Megure stopped at the table steadily, reached out to pick up the ceramic cup, looked down at the brown traces left in the cup, and confirmed rigorously:

“Is this coffee?”

"Yes, this is the coffee I gave to the chairman before leaving get off work today!"

Fujii Takako stood half a meter behind Officer Megure's right, looking at him impolitely, and explained casually:

“Normally, I’m responsible for making coffee for everyone.”

"Ah."

Inspector Megure nodded slightly and was about to ask for relevant details.

"Then the criminal is you!!"

In order to ease the embarrassment, Kogoro Mori suddenly turned around and pointed at Fujii Takako with confidence.

Dongfang Haoyue held his forehead with one hand with a melancholy look on his face, and with a snapping sound, he sighed sadly in his heart:

"If Detective Maori identified every suspect, that strange process of elimination wouldn't work..."

"what!?"

Fujii Takako was startled and couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

Maori Kogoro put down his right hand and speculated seriously:

"You smeared the handle of the ceramic cup..."

Mouri Kogoro hasn't finished speaking yet.

"wrong."

The middle-aged police officer stood up, looked at Maori Kogoro calmly, and clarified calmly:

"We did not find any evidence of poison in the ceramic cup."

"Oh, okay."

Kogoro Mouri looked back at the middle-aged police officer and smiled calmly.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi were speechless.

Xiaolan covered her face with one hand, unable to bear to look at Kogoro Mouri.

Fujii Takako's delicate face was filled with displeasure.

Officer Megure stared at the middle-aged policeman and asked according to the police officer's usual practice:

"Please give us detailed information about the relevant clues that we have collected so far."

"Yes!"

The middle-aged police officer turned to look at Officer Megure, responded solemnly, lowered his head to look at the information, and read meticulously:

"In addition to the several banknotes and the deceased's thumb in the house, there were two other places where toxic reactions occurred."

"There are two more places..."

A thoughtful look appeared on Inspector Megure's chubby face.

The middle-aged police officer turned his head to look at the half-open door and reported everything in detail:

"They are the round handle on the inside of the wooden door and the rotary door lock button above the handle."

"What!?"

Inspector Megure's pupils suddenly shrank and he looked at the wooden door in shock.

Dongfang Haoyue, Kudo Shinichi and Maori Kogoro stared at the wooden door sharply, their expressions becoming increasingly solemn.

Xiaolan was confused.

She couldn't understand why everyone's reaction was so extreme, and looked at the wooden door in a daze.

"but......"

The middle-aged police officer looked down at the information and made a rigorous inference:

"The poison on them and the poison on the banknotes all showed the shape of thumbprints. I think the victim touched them with his thumb which was previously contaminated with poison."

Upon hearing this, Kudo Shinichi recalled carefully in his mind:

"By the way, I remember Hasegawa saying... During the call, Hieda Mitsuru panicked for a moment.

Perhaps after Fei Tian hung up the phone, he left the chairman's office, contaminated himself with poison in another room or corridor, then returned to the office and locked the door.

The question is...what did he touch?

Why did you have to touch me at that time?"

Kudo Shinichi was full of doubts and his expression became more and more solemn.

Dongfang Haoyue observed Shinichi's facial expression as usual, shrugged helplessly in his heart, and sighed sadly:

“Shinichi’s face tells me that this murder case is also difficult.

Alas... the frequency of murders has been quite high recently, it's a pity that so many people have lost their lives...!"