Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

"that......"

Iino Hiroshi stood at the door, timidly pointing at his chin, looking cautiously at Officer Megure, and weakly confessed:

"I entered the restroom after Ms. Fujii, and the police officers can prove it for me."

"Well, I see."

Officer Megure turned to the left and tilted his head slightly. He looked at Hiroshi Iino unhappily because the suspect was running around. He asked according to the usual practice of the detective:

"Besides going into the restroom, did you touch anything else?"

"No, no."

Iino Hiroshi was very nervous.

He put down his right hand, looked down at the cold floor, a drop of sweat flowed down his cheek, and tried his best to state calmly:

"I...I just touched the computer."

Inspector Megure looked a little surprised and was about to ask further questions.

"Oh?"

Kogoro Maori smiled slightly.

He stood behind Hiroshi Iino to the right and repeated with amusement:

"computer?"

"Yes, it is."

Iino Hiroshi turned around, pretended to be calm and looked at Maori Kogoro, and explained calmly:

"Because I sent the information I need for tomorrow's work to my personal computer at the company, so I just checked to see if I had received the information correctly."

“This is really difficult.”

The corner of Kogoro Maori's mouth curled up in an intriguing arc.

He leaned forward slightly, stared at Iino Hiroshi closely, and said with an ups and downs in his tone to put psychological pressure on him:

"It's a bit ..."

“S-Sorry…!”

Iino Hiroshi was sweating profusely and was extremely nervous.

Maori Kogoro's deep pupils flashed with wisdom and then disappeared in an instant. He turned around and stared at Fujii Takako who was watching the show, and taught him unhappily:

"And you, don't leave cigarette ashes at the crime scene!"

Fujii Takako said nothing.

She stared straight at Kogoro Mouri, her left hand in her pocket, a cigarette held between her right index and middle fingers, her beautiful face revealing a look of pride.

Dongfang Haoyue is the exact opposite.

She accurately captured the wise look in Maori Kogoro's eyes and calmly asserted in her heart:

“The truth has come out.

At least...Detective Maori knows who the murderer is.

You're right. What I'm best at is observing everyone's expressions, especially those I know.

So......

Who is the criminal?

Dongfang Haoyue thought of this and looked at the three suspects one by one with a serious expression.

Kudo Shinichi keenly noticed the change in Haoyue's expression, looked at Haoyue in confusion, and asked curiously:

"What did Haoyue discover?"

"I feel......"

Dongfang Haoyue gradually came back to her senses, put her red lips close to Kudo Shinichi's ear, and whispered:

"It seems the Maori detective has determined who the criminal is."

"what?"

Kudo Shinichi couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

Xiaolan was stunned for a moment.

She stood between Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi, looking at them curiously, her expression startled, and she said gloomily in her heart:

"They are whispering again... How come they have such a good relationship...!"

The thought has not yet settled.

Kudo Shinichi watched Maori Kogoro endure the attack of Fujii Takako's cigarette ash, turned to the left, put his lips to the ear of Dongfang Haoyue who had retracted his head, and confirmed in a low voice in disbelief:

"Detective Maori knows the truth about this murder?"

"Well, the fleeting expression he just showed was just like the expression he showed when he solved a case with his true abilities."

Dongfang Haoyue nodded solemnly, letting his ear rub against Kudo Shinichi's soft lips.

Shinichi trembled slightly and whispered in an unintelligible voice:

"Tonight, Detective Maori and I have been together and we have collected exactly the same clues. How come he was able to solve this murder case before me?"

“Isn’t this normal~”

Dongfang Haoyue shrugged calmly, no longer looking at the furious Maori Kogoro, turned to look at Kudo Shinichi who had retracted his head, and smiled and jokingly said:

"When Shinichi, Ran, and Detective Maori, I and I first experienced a case, didn't Detective Maori discover the truth faster than Shinichi~?"

"It's a headache... Detective Maori's reasoning ability is obviously excellent, why has he remained unknown all these years?"

Kudo Shinichi dragged Dongfang Haoyue back to the corridor, turned around and looked at Fujii Takako who was getting farther and farther away, muttered in distress, and unexpectedly remembered something.

Shinichi turned stiffly to look at the confused Haoyue, and boldly guessed in a low voice:

"Is there a possibility... that Haoyue's time travel has invisibly improved Detective Maori's IQ...?"

"No...it won't happen..."

Dongfang Haoyue tapped her cheek with her left index finger, looked at Kudo Shinichi in a silly and cute way, and recalled in silence in her heart:

"I've only watched the first episode of Detective Conan, so I have no idea if Detective Mori's reasoning skills in the anime are high-level...

Having said that, although it has been too long since I watched Detective Conan and my memory is a bit fuzzy, I vaguely remember that Detective Maori seemed a little decadent.

Could it be that my time travel really enhanced his reasoning ability?

Um......

Ask the system!"

Dongfang Haoyue thought of this and shouted in his heart for the usually silent system to come out and explain.

During this period.

Maori Kogoro saw Fujii Takako smoking a cigarette by herself, frowned slightly, and reminded her unsatisfiedly:

"If you want to smoke, please smoke next to the ashtray..."

Mouri Kogoro hasn't finished speaking yet.

“Snap, click, whoosh!”

There was the sound of a cigarette falling to the ground and dark purple high heels stepping heavily, even crushing.

Fujii Takako retracted her left foot that was holding down the cigarette, walked slowly to the front of Maori Kogoro, looked at the solemn Kogoro calmly, and said sarcastically:

"Are you satisfied, Detective?"

"Fujii-chan..."

Kogoro Maori couldn't continue talking.

He was forced to face the gray smoke that Fujii Takako exhaled in front of him. He subconsciously covered his mouth and nose with his right hand and choked uncomfortably:

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!!!"

"Humph!"

Fujii Takako walked past Mori Kogoro with an arrogant look, walked out of the door defiantly, and walked towards the chairman's office without looking back. She stopped to the left side of the door with a self-admiring look until the next second.

“This woman!!!”

Kogoro Mori stopped coughing in anger, turned 180 degrees quickly and powerfully, rushed into the corridor like thunder, glared at Fujii Takako angrily, and was about to teach her a lesson.

Officer Megure rushed to the right rear of Kogoro, grabbed his strong arm, and said calmly:

"Alright, alright, Maori brother, don't be so angry..."

"Click."

It was the crisp sound of a door opening.

Everyone looked at Nan Ze Shang Shan with mixed emotions as he walked out of the bathroom not far to the front right.

"what?"

Nanzawa Naozen immediately felt the angry gazes of Maori Kogoro and Inspector Megure, and he closed the door, looked at them stupidly, and asked in confusion:

"what's going on?"