Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

Kogoro Mori turned around and looked quietly at Aikawa Touya who stopped on the right.

Dongya held the antique copper key and inserted it into the keyhole on the right side of the double door, turned it gently, pressed the door handles on both sides with both hands, pushed the door open, and looked directly into the dark mask hall.

He walked into the door, took out the key and put it in the pocket of his black trousers, then turned around and pressed the light switch on the right wall inside the door.

"Wow."

It is the bright sound of lights.

Kogoro Mori glanced around the mask room, confirmed that there was nothing unusual, stepped in, closed the door, turned to look at Aikawa Touya, and was about to speak.

"Forehead......"

Aichuan Fuyuya turned around and looked at Maori Kogoro, keeping a safe distance and taking two steps back. He was surprised to find that he was only wearing a dark grey sweater, woolen trousers and black slippers. He said in a confused tone:

"You are..."

"I was worried that you would act too quickly, so I didn't dare to waste time getting dressed."

Maori Kogoro saw through Aikawa Touya's inner thoughts and explained before he finished speaking, and speculated calmly:

"You want to use the cursed mask here to kill Ms. Sufang, am I right?"

"Why do you know this?"

Aichuan Fuyuya frankly admitted his doubts.

Maori Kogoro looked at Fuyuya expressionlessly, doubting his intelligence and complaining:

“Because you were so stupid that you actually wrote in the threatening letter that the cursed mask would absorb blood tonight, I could of course guess that the criminal wanted to use the cursed mask in the Mask Hall to commit a crime tonight.

Although I don't know how you plan to use the cursed mask, it won't be wrong to wait here."

"I see... Well, it seems that Detective Maori didn't think that the threatening perpetrator was me until I showed up."

Aikawa Touya was speechless for a moment, thinking that Mori Kogoro was not that powerful. He relaxed his tense nerves and spread out his hands until the next second.

"You underestimate me."

Maori Kogoro looked at Aikawa Touya's frivolous appearance and instantly guessed what he was thinking. He casually tested him:

"The person who caused the car accident was Ms. Sufang, not your mother, right?"

"W-what?!"

Lanchuan Dongya's pupils suddenly shrank, his hands clenched into fists, his thoughts turned in a flash, and he said in shock and disbelief:

"How do you know such a thing!?

That old woman told you everything?!

No, impossible! !

How could she take the initiative to mention the crime she committed? Absolutely impossible!!!"

As Aichuan Fuyuya spoke, he became more and more excited and stepped back, waving his hands unnaturally.

"Calm down."

Maori Kogoro flew forward like a ghost, and with one hand pressed down Aikawa Touya's right shoulder. He looked at him from a close distance as he suddenly froze and could not move, and said in a gentle tone of voice:

"I know you hate Ms. Sufang, but you are facing me now, there is no need to be so excited."

"call......"

Aichuan Dongya managed to regain his composure, exhaled a long breath of carbon dioxide, and dropped his hands to his sides, asking in a nonchalant manner:

"Tell me, why did you know the truth about the car accident that year?"

"Before answering your question, I am more curious about your intended method of committing the crime."

Maori Kogoro let go of Aikawa Touya's right shoulder, dropped his hands to his sides, looked at him evasively, and asked in order to increase his experience in solving the case:

"How do you intend to use the cursed mask of the Mask Hall to kill Ms. Sufang?"

"whispering sound."

Seeing that Maori Kogoro was deliberately keeping things a secret, Aichuan Fuyuya put his hands in his trouser pockets and pouted his lips in dissatisfaction, but under the pressure of his detective aura, he reluctantly answered:

"That woman took sleeping pills every night and looked very easy to kill. However, in order to resist the illusory curse of the mask, she double-locked the door leading to the corridor from the bedroom at the suggestion of a fortune teller, and did the same with the windows.

It would have been almost impossible for me to kill her in her bedroom unless I did it in front of her or broke the door.

Fortunately, there is always a way out. I spent the whole night thinking about the best way to kill people using that environment, a way that would allow me to get rid of the suspicion of crime. "

"Oh?"

Maori Kogoro exclaimed softly, not minding Aikawa Touya's undisguised killing intention towards Soho Akane, and asked with curiosity aroused:

"Tell me more about it."

"It's not just the woman's bedroom environment that can be used, but also the cursed masks she collected."

Aichuan Fuyuya turned his head slightly to the right and looked at the red curtain covering the wooden frame in the distance ahead, and narrated indifferently:

"Her bedroom is on the west side of the villa, next to it is the room on the east side, and the two are connected only by a wooden door.

Of course, the wooden door had been sealed and could not be opened, but there was a wooden window with a fence on the top edge of the door, and the end of her bed was facing the door, so I thought of using the cursed mask to commit the crime."

"A barred wooden window... I see. You want to enter the room next to her bedroom and place the cursed masks one by one through the wooden window into her bedroom."

Maori Kogoro pondered for a while, then suddenly realized something and analyzed:

"Prepare a dagger first... No, no need to prepare in advance, there is a sharp dagger here."

As Kogoro Mori was talking, he turned his head to look at the many decorations in the Mask Hall. His eyes were fixed on a copper dagger with a round hole on the end that was supported by a wooden base on a glass display case far to the front left.

When Ai Kawana Touya saw that Kogoro quickly understood the method of committing the crime that he had been thinking about for a long time, an expression of surprise inevitably appeared on his handsome face.

Maori Kogoro looked at Fuyuya, not paying attention to his expression changes, and continued to analyze calmly:

“First, prepare two long elastic bands and a wooden stick. Pass one end of one of the elastic bands through the round hole at the end of the dagger, and then tie the two ends of the elastic band into a knot.

Then take the dagger and 200 cursed masks here to the room next to Ms. Sufang's bedroom, and pass one end of the other elastic band through the two eyes of the mask.

Next, throw the dagger into Sufang's bedroom through the barred wooden window, pass the dagger's elastic band through the mask's mouth, and let the mask follow the elastic band through the wooden window and into Sufang's bedroom.

After repeatedly tossing and turning 200 masks in this way, all the masks were scattered on the floor next to the wooden door of Sufang's bedroom.

All you have to do is pull the elastic band hard, and the masks will naturally overlap one after another until one end is against the wooden window, and the dagger at the other end is facing the head of the bed, and then they fall down under the force of gravity.

If the dagger is still a short distance away from Ms. Sufang's neck, you can use a wooden stick to push the dagger through the wooden window and against the mask.

Although this killing method requires a lot of strength, the weight of the mask seems to be quite light, and it can be carried out smoothly with a little practice, am I right, Mr. Fuuya?"

"You... you are so scary. You have never been to that woman's bedroom, but you can figure out the method I carefully designed just by listening to my brief description."

Aichuan Dongya was terrified.

He took a step back to seek a sense of security, his hands clenched into fists and hanging at his waist, vaguely showing a defensive posture, not daring to continue talking about the modus operandi and changing the subject:

"Anyway, the method I envisioned for committing the crime is what you said. Now can you tell me...why do you know the truth about the car accident that year?"

"Honestly, I just guessed what the truth was back then."

Maori Kogoro looked at Aikawa Fuyuya calmly and told him everything:

"Ms. Sufang spent 20 million yen to entrust me to investigate the traffic accident that caused the death of Katagiri Masanori's wife years ago. I think it is unlikely that Sufang would spend a huge amount of money on such a thing, and there is probably another hidden reason.

I quickly thought of what she said about her maid hitting someone with her car and running away 20 years ago.

Not only that, that maid was your mother, Aikawa Touya, but unfortunately she chose to commit suicide later."

"You...you think it's too much of a coincidence?"

When Aichuan Fuyuya heard about his mother's suicide, he thought about it for a while and added incomprehensibly:

"Masanori Katagiri's wife was involved in a traffic accident 20 years ago, and my mother caused a traffic accident 20 years ago.

Ordinary people know that it is not impossible to connect these two things. The problem is that ordinary people will only suspect that it was my mother who hit and killed Katagiri Masaki's wife, not that old woman Sufang who hit someone with her car.

How did you, the Maori detective, come up with the idea of ​​letting an old woman take the blame for my mother? "

"So I said I was just guessing what the truth was back then."

Maori Kogoro stared at Aikawa Touya intently, and said calmly on the surface:

"When you showed up at the door with the key to the Mask Room, you confirmed my guess."

Actually...

Maori Kogoro spread his hands in his heart and complained helplessly:

"I can't just tell you straight out that it's all a plot. I just guessed based on the drama of the plot that the screenwriter would go to the trouble of designing a complicated truth in order to guide the audience's emotions."

"Well, although your guess is unfounded, you did guess the truth correctly, but even so..."

Aichuan Fuyuya raised his left fist, stared at Maori Kogoro, and declared his determination:

"Even if I give up on killing that old woman today, I will kill her another day. It's useless for anyone to persuade me, even a famous detective."