Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

"Mr. Yusaku!?"

Hiromi Yuuchi was extremely surprised.

She opened her red lips slightly, bent her elbows slightly, and placed her hands on both sides of her hips, and asked curiously:

"Why are you here too?"

"Something."

Yusaku Kudo glanced at Yukiko Kudo, who had her back turned, head slightly raised, and looked extremely proud, without leaving a trace, and smiled peacefully.

Dongfang Haoyue put his hands behind his back, clasped them together, looked at Yukiko with a smile, and thought happily:

"It seems that it is still a bit difficult for Uncle Yusaku to coax Sister Yukiko~"

at the same time.

Kudo Shinichi stood to the right of Dongfang Haoyue, with his hands in his pockets, looking at Haoyue with a confused look on his face, wondering:

"What is Haoyue laughing at...?"

"Mr. Yusaku."

Yuuchi Hidekazu quickly walked to Yuuchi Hiromi's right, turned around and looked at Yuuchi Yoshifusa who was standing still, and confirmed with confusion:

“Are you sure that person wasn’t Mr. Yoshifusa?

He is left-handed and his handwriting is the same as on the postcard."

“There are a lot of left-handed people in the world.”

Kudo Yusaku closed his eyes and revealed warmly:

"It's only natural that the handwriting is the same. After all, it was the real Yoshifusa who asked this old man to write for him."

"Eh?"

Hiromi Yuuchi subconsciously made a sound of surprise.

Kudo Yusaku opened his eyes, looked calmly at the fake Yuuchi Yoshifusa, and spoke gently:

"Mr. Yoshifusa and this old man were partners in opening a farm in Brazil, but ten years ago, a tornado injured the old man's right leg and took away Yoshifusa's left hand.

After that, the old man began to write for Yifang. "

Kudo Yusaku walked around the crowd without haste and went straight to the wooden table. He stopped calmly, reached into his coat, took out a lot of letter paper from his suit pocket and threw it on the table, explaining seriously:

"Carlos was able to get part of the inheritance because the tornado destroyed the farm and Mr. Yoshichin felt that he had an obligation to take care of the son left behind by Mr. Yoshifusa who died six months ago.

The evidence is these letters stored in the secret door of the warehouse, and the contents say it all.”

"But why did this person pretend to be Mr. Cheng Yifang?"

Hidekazu Yuuchi withdrew his cautious focus from Kudo Yusaku and looked at the fake Yoshifusa with confusion.

Yoshiyuki Yuuchi stood across the wooden table from Yusaku, turned his head to look at the counterfeit, and speculated in a bad manner:

"He wants to appropriate Carlos' inheritance?"

"If he wanted to seize the inheritance, he would not have pretended to be Mr. Yoshifusa, who is in danger, after receiving the threatening letter."

Kudo Yusaku lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes, and revealed calmly:

"If everyone knew that Carlos was Mr. Yoshifusa's son, then someone would definitely target Carlos and have bad intentions towards him."

Kudo Yusaku opened his eyes, looked at the fake Yoshifusa calmly, and analyzed meticulously:

“Because of this, the old man wanted the person who sent the threatening letter to target him, so he deliberately used the habits and injuries he heard from Yoshifusa to impersonate Yoshifusa.

The evidence was that he left Carlos and everyone else in the reception room while he took a shower.

After all, it is basically impossible for anyone to deal with Carlos in public, and this is obviously safer than going to the bathroom together."

Kudo Yusaku paused for a second and reasoned carefully:

"The old man wanted to catch the intimidator but ended up killing him. Although this was self-defense, the police who knew about this would definitely take him to the police station for questioning.

In other words, he knew very well in his heart that there was still a threat in the Yanai family, and he could not leave Carlos easily. "

Kudo Yusaku looked to the front right, where Detective Yamamura was still sitting cross-legged, leaning against the paper wall, deep in his sleep, and analyzed calmly:

"He hid the body at the bottom of the well to see if the police officer who came to handle the case had enough wisdom to judge whether the police officer would send someone to protect Carlos until the inheritance was distributed. Who would have thought...

The person who came to investigate the case turned out to be an unreliable rookie detective."

Kudo Yusaku looked at the fake Yoshifusa and concluded calmly:

"With no other choice, the old man decided to remain silent until Mr. Yoshichin's last words were made public."

Kudo Yusaku put his right hand in his pocket, smiled and sought approval:

"Did I say Mr. Hickson Tanaka, a second-generation Japanese-American?"

"call......"

The fake Yoshifusa, Hickson Tanaka, exhaled a deep breath of carbon dioxide and said calmly:

"The truth of the matter is just as you deduced, without the slightest error."

"Mr. Tanaka, you will be going to the police station to cooperate with the investigation soon. How about I introduce you to a good police officer?"

Kudo Yusaku's bright glasses reflected the light of sincerity, and he added with a friendly smile:

"He is my good friend and trustworthy."

"Okay, please."

Hickson Tanaka nodded slightly and praised sincerely:

"I trust you as a person."

On the other side, Dongfang Haoyue put his hands behind his back, arms folded, and looked at the scene with deep emotion, and quietly expected in his heart:

"Things have finally come to a successful conclusion~~~

Next words~

How will Uncle Yusaku and Sister Yukiko negotiate~?

Also~

Who is the good police officer that Uncle Yusaku knows~?

He must be a very good person!"

at the same time.

Kudo Shinichi looked at Kudo Yusaku calmly, and guessed seriously in his heart:

“Good officer?

Could it be...that person...?"