Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

"People whose names contain ten..."

Maori Kogoro glanced at Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi, glanced to the upper left in a reminiscent way, and murmured thoughtfully:

"じゅう...とお..."

Dongfang Haoyue was slightly stunned, and then translated belatedly in his mind:

"Yes, there are two pronunciations of ten in Japanese. One is じゅう and the other is とお."

"Ten...Ten...Ms. Towako!!"

Kogoro Mori was confused and anxious.

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Some time later, in the evening.

Ginza, a luxurious entertainment venue, has double-opening mahogany doors tightly closed.

Xiaolan's family, Detective Shiratori and Officer Megure gathered outside the door, pushed it open, walked in, and stepped onto the bright red carpet.

Two receptionists stood on the left and right sides of the door. They were tall and wore black suits, white linings, and black bow ties. They put their hands on both sides and politely looked at Xiaolan's family, Shiratori, and Megure. They greeted them according to the custom of welcoming guests:

"welcome."

The voice just fell.

Okano Towako walked out of the main hall of the entertainment venue, stepped into the corridor, stopped at the end of the red carpet, turned around, and looked at Maori Kogoro with a smile. A look of surprise appeared on her beautiful face. She put her hands together in front of her chest and greeted him intimately:

"Oh, it's Mr. Maori~"

"Ms. Towako~~~"

When Kogoro Mori saw that Towako Okano was safe and sound, he ran towards her happily.

Dongfang Haoyue, Kudo Shinichi, Xiaolan, Inspector Megure and Detective Shiratori looked at Kogoro in a daze, speechless for a moment.

Maori Kogoro rushed to half a meter in front of Okano Towako, grabbed her two small hands and placed them not far from his chest, and said with a happy smile:

"It looks like you're safe~!"

"Safety......?"

Okano Towako blinked and said softly, not quite understanding:

"what's going on?"

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After a short time.

On the wide road, cars were coming and going, and a white car was moving steadily forward. Kogoro Mori and Inspector Megure stayed in the entertainment venue to protect Towako Okano.

Detective Shiratori sat in the driver's seat, wearing his seat belt properly, holding the steering wheel with both hands, looking at the road ahead through the windshield, driving the car neither hurriedly nor slowly.

Xiaolan sat on the bench behind the driver's seat, slightly turned to the left and looked at Shiratori, asking hesitantly:

"Um... Detective Shiratori, what were those words you didn't finish saying when you were at the doctor's house?"

"Ok?"

Detective Shiratori looked straight ahead and subconsciously made a puzzled sound.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi sat on Xiaolan's left, one above the other. The four little hands gathered on Shinichi's soft belly. They leaned forward slightly to look at Shiratori and added curiously:

"It's about Murakami-jo~!"

"Um...well, you can find out if you investigate."

Detective Shiratori glanced at Xiaolan and the other two reflected in the rearview mirror in the middle of the front row, then looked at the road ahead and spoke calmly:

"I heard this from the old detective. It is said that ten years ago, Mr. Maori and Inspector Megure worked together to arrest the murderer, Murakami Takeru.

Later, Mori and Megure took Murakami to take a statement, but Murakami said he wanted to go to the bathroom, so Mori and Megure walked to the door of the interrogation room and asked the detective in charge of guarding to take Murakami to the bathroom not far from the interrogation room.

Just at this moment, Lawyer Fei brought Xiaolan to deliver some clothes to Maori. Xiaolan threw herself into Maori's arms, and Lawyer Fei stopped outside the bathroom door.

And something unexpected happened.”

Detective Shiratori paused for a second and described carefully:

"Murakami knocked out the detective, took his gun, and then..."

Detective Shiratori hasn't finished speaking yet.

"I...I remembered."

Xiaolan lowered her head, staring blankly at the cold floor, her left hand resting on her left leg, her right hand hanging loosely at her collar, and she recalled uneasily:

"At that time...the prisoner held my mother at gunpoint, and my father put me on the ground and pointed the gun at the prisoner.

The prisoner threatened my father and asked him to prepare a vehicle for the prisoner to escape, otherwise he and my mother would die together...

I was worried about my mother's safety and rushed to her anxiously, but Officer Megure took me away.

Then... Dad shot.

He shot my mother in the left leg, and she fell to the ground, bleeding, and then...

Then Dad shot the prisoner down, and that was the end of it…”

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at the same time.

Ginza, an entertainment venue, has a vast hall where lights shine ambiguously.

Peter Ford was sitting on a soft U-shaped crimson sofa, with drinks and snacks piled on the wooden table in front of him. He was hugging the beautiful hostess and Towako Okano on both sides, and was extremely happy.

There were three other hostesses sitting in two corners of the sofa, wearing brightly colored clothes, chatting and laughing with Ford.

Kogoro Mori sat on a black high stool outside the counter where drinks were served.

He leaned forward, with his right hand wrapped around his left fist and hanging in front of his chest. He lowered his head and looked straight ahead without focusing on anything. With his mixed thoughts, he held a cigarette that emitted gray smoke in his mouth, and his handsome face was filled with a heavy color.

Officer Megure sat to the right of Maori Kogoro, staring at him intently, and called out carefully:

"Maori brother."

Kogoro Mouri came back to his senses slowly without saying a word. The half-smoked cigarette fell on the counter. His five senses recovered and he heard the laughter of the hostesses coming from far behind him. He subconsciously glanced at the red wall far behind him on the right.

Officer Megure looked at Kogoro calmly and asked with concern:

"What’s wrong with you?

Why are you in a daze all the time? "

"Ahaha, it's nothing."

Kogoro Mouri took the cigarette casually and put it out in the silver ashtray on the counter in front of him on the left. He turned to look at Inspector Megure, smiled as if nothing had happened, and looked back at Towako Okano, his bright pupils flashing with caution.

Megure shook his head helplessly and turned to look at Towako, his honest face full of officialdom.

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at the same time.

On the wide road, cars are coming and going, and the white car is moving steadily forward.

Dongfang Haoyue slightly grasped Kudo Shinichi's two small hands, looked at Xiaolan in surprise, and confirmed with some confusion:

"So, Uncle Kogoro shot Aunt Eri?"