Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"Dad, what do you think?" Xiaolan asked Mao Li who was drinking beside him: "Will this really work?"

"How should I know?" Mao Li said drunkenly with obvious impatience in his tone, "If we fail, it will be embarrassing."

Xiaolan rolled her eyes at Maori, turned her head and continued to stare at the TV screen.

"First, we put hairpins, disposable chopsticks and food clips on the knobs on each door, then hang the bags on the ends of the hairpins and disposable chopsticks and place them on the door handles."

"Hang the handle of the pan on the end of the clip, and it's ready. To avoid dropping the handle, you need to go out quietly and close the door."

"Then you turn the door handle and the object on top falls down and turns the knob."

A magical scene happened, and it really started to rotate.

Everyone present and the audience in front of the TV were deeply shocked. At the same time, social media and major forums exploded.

"Oh my god! It's so amazing!"

"As expected of Yusaku! He's simply a genius!"

"Those who can come up with this technique and those who can crack it are all geniuses!"

"The door was actually locked!"

Baijiu slid the screen of his mobile phone, looking at the praising comments one by one. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. He cleared his throat and continued.

Caizi couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when she saw this. She clenched her fists and asked, "So... so what? Why do you think I did it?"

"Because..." Yusaku stroked his beard and smiled, "Because you made several mistakes, the black frying pan was one of them. You tried to make the bag and hairpin used in the crime look less conspicuous."

"I deliberately messed up the bathroom. Strangely, the things on the second and third shelves of the cabinet were messed up, but the things on the first shelf were all fine. There was a cleaning brush on the bathroom floor."

"It's easy to imagine that a short person could disguise himself as a tall person to commit a crime, as long as he used that brush to overturn the cabinet."

"The same thing happened to the second deceased, the gentleman who loved collecting figurines. In order to avoid people noticing the bags and chopsticks, you placed a lot of garbage in front of the door."

"But you opened the garbage bag and put the leftover instant noodle box on the table. That was a bit too deliberate. The disposable chopsticks in the instant noodle box on the table were all placed on the left."

"From this we can infer that the person who placed the chopsticks was left-handed, and the deceased was right-handed."

"Ms. Ayako, if I'm not mistaken, you are left-handed."

Yusaku didn't wait for her to explain and continued, "When a host is interviewing someone, they usually hold the microphone with their dominant hand."

"The watch you wear on your left hand is designed for a left-handed person. The position of the crown is opposite to the usual one. For convenience, the watch is usually worn on the non-dominant hand."

"Besides, it's a bit strange for a girl to wear such a large watch on the inside." Yusaku said firmly: "I think it should be————"

"When you killed the second victim, you encountered resistance from the victim."

"Yes, that's right." Miss Caizi closed her eyes and said calmly: "I plan to use the electric baton to stun him and then strangle him to death."

After that, she took the watch off her wrist and said, "Who knew he would wake up and resist? If I bandage the wound with a bandage, it will inevitably arouse suspicion, so I plan to cover it with the watch face."

She looked at the wound on her wrist and smiled with relief: "I didn't expect that it would be discovered in the end. God really has eyes..."

Caizi let her hair fall back and sighed silently: "My motivation is this locked room technique. I told the three of them in the game that I had an idea and asked them to try it out."

"They all said they succeeded in the test using their own door and praised me for being so good."

"But..." At this point, Caizi's expression suddenly changed: "There is a very famous screenwriter who is struggling to come up with a method to commit a crime. I plan to use this idea to establish a relationship with that person."

"But..." Her jaw trembled slightly: "I didn't expect that my good friend! The first damn victim! She wrote this method into..."

"It was written into her novel that she serialized online. I asked her to delete it immediately. I pushed her hard in anger. Who would have known..."

"Who knew that her head would hit the sink, and she...she just passed out. I quickly calmed down and turned the bathroom into a secret room."

"But the other two people recognized the locked room method and began to suspect me, so I said... the murderer is not me, nor you, so it can only be the remaining person."

"We'll talk about it when we meet." Caizi pursed her lips, lowered her eyelids, and dodged left and right: "So I went to their house and killed them both..."

"Hmm?" Caizi looked around: "This sound? I didn't expect you guys were so well prepared, you even matched the background music on the spot."

Yusaku put his hands behind his back and questioned, "Then why did you accept this program? You have every reason to refuse."

"For example, if a friend dies, you can't handle the shock and can't work properly."

Caizi took a deep breath and then shook her head: "I'm worried that the truth will be revealed sooner or later, so I'm worried every day and can't sleep."

"I thought to myself, if I could deceive Kudo Yusaku in person, I could sleep peacefully."

After a while, with the arrival of the police car, the serial locked-room murder case that had caused a sensation on the Internet finally came to an end.

"I was shocked when I received your call, Yusaku brother!" Megure patted his shoulder gently: "After all, your wife called me during the day and told me that you were not feeling well."

"There's no way I can come to the Metropolitan Police Department today."

"Don't worry, Officer Megure." Yusaku moved his joints, looking relaxed: "My body has fully recovered, but now it's my wife's turn to be sick."

"Ah? You two are such a jerk. You should be more careful in the future." Megure smiled bitterly. "Nakamori from Investigation Section 2 was supposed to come with me today. I wanted to say thank you for what happened a few days ago."

"But he can't get away now." After saying this, Megure's expression became serious.

Yusaku asked curiously, "What happened?"

"Huh?" Megure stared at Yusaku blankly: "It seems that you didn't watch TV, oh right!" Megure patted his hat: "You were recording a program just now, how could you watch TV."

"Just now, Kaito Kidd showed up in Shibuya."

"Hmm?" Hearing this, Yusaku couldn't help but sweat a few drops on his forehead: "Really?"

Conan reacted strongly: "This is impossible!"

"Conan?..." Officer Megure was startled and asked, "Why are you here? How come you always appear at the crime scene?"

"Ah..." Conan raised his two hands: "I... I just happened to come here to play today, let's not talk about that first."

"Inspector Megure!" Conan looked at him sincerely: "The Kid who appeared in Shibuya is a fake, right, Uncle Kudo Yusaku."

Just as Conan glanced confidently to the right, Yusaku disappeared out of thin air!

Megure scratched his cheek in confusion: "But I heard from Nakamori that the one who showed up tonight was the real Kid..."

However, Conan was completely deaf to Megure's words. His eyes became dull and empty, and he stared ahead in shock.

(If it was really Kidd, then...the one who pretended to be the dad just now was...)

(Oops... no way?)

(Why am I so unlucky lately!)