The Split-Actress in Conan's World

"That's impossible! I clearly put the fishing line through the sandwich pocket!"

He was puzzled and held the key, "Why didn't I get in?"

Kudo Shinichi explained: "The key is that the inspector was sitting when the key went in."

"What do you mean?"

"When people sit, their waists are bent, which compresses their pockets and makes the space narrower. So before the key is fully inserted into the pocket, it encounters resistance and the fishing line falls off."

Hattori Heiji tried sitting down and indeed felt that the space in his pocket had become much smaller.

"Besides, the victim was fat like the inspector, so it was even more impossible for the key to pass through his pocket."

"Hey hey..."

Inspector Megure was speechless. You can just reason, why attack someone else's body shape?

"But now that you mention it, when I tried to reach in and check the victim's pocket just now, it was indeed bulging and difficult to enter."

Hattori Heiji was still unconvinced, and he retorted: "Even so, it is still possible to get in, right?"

“No matter how many times you try, the result will be the same.”

Kudo Shinichi shook his head. "Think carefully, how was the key placed when it was found in the interlayer pocket?"

After being reminded of this, Hattori Heiji finally realized.

"The direction of the key..."

When they found the key, it was completely in the deceased's pocket and folded in a "V" shape.

"Do you understand? Even if the key happens to enter the interlayer pocket, it will only enter from the side of the key ring that is pulled by the fishing line. The side of the key will definitely be hanging outside due to gravity, and it is impossible for it to be folded."

"Whether it's the tape on the keychain or the fishing line you found in the Japanese-style room, they are all tricks used by the murderer to frame you!"

Seeing that Hattori Heiji was still unwilling to give in, Kudo Shinichi delivered his final blow.

"The evidence is that I found the same fishing line in several other rooms. The murderer couldn't be sure where the old professor would be, so he had to arrange a false testimony without missing any."

Hattori Heiji pinched the brim of his hat, there was a question he couldn't figure out.

"If what you said is true, then how did the murderer escape from the study? Before we arrived, this was a completely closed room! Could it be that the victim committed suicide?"

"Of course it couldn't be suicide."

Kudo Shinichi smiled, walked to the desk, and put his hands on the pile of books.

"Remember the operatic sounds in the room when we found the dead man, and this strange pile of books?"

us?

Hattori Heiji pondered the word in his mind and felt a little hesitant, but he quickly suppressed it and focused his attention on the case for the time being.

Kudo Shinichi was still talking over there: "The sound of the opera can drown out the screams of pain that the victim might have when being stabbed by the poison needle, and the pile of books can just block the victim's face that is distorted by pain."

"You mean?" Hattori Heiji quickly caught up with Kudo Shinichi's thoughts and understood the actual method used by the murderer to kill. An unspeakable regret and fear crept into his heart.

"The murderer arranged all this to prevent anyone from seeing her committing the crime, and I, the only one with enough insight to see through it all, was completely blinded..."

He clenched his fists.

"After entering the study, the first murderer who approached the victim..."

"Mrs. Ikemura, that's you!"

The two high school detectives pointed the finger at Mrs. Ikemura at the same time, leaving her speechless.

"Then why did the old gentleman plead guilty..." Hattori Heiji couldn't understand. Seeing that he still couldn't be convicted, Professor Ikemura lowered his head dejectedly, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Lecter silently looked at Mrs. Ikemura, who had no sense of existence from the beginning. At this moment, her eyes were slightly closed and she looked very sad.

He said calmly: "Because of guilt."

"Guilty?"

"I'm afraid you haven't realized that Mrs. Chicun is the second wife."

Lecter walked to the bookshelf, picked up the photo of Mr. and Mrs. Ikemura when they were young, then walked to Sachiko Katsuragi and held up the photo.

"Do you see anything?"

"This, this is simply..." said Takayoshi Ikemura in astonishment.

"They're cut from the same cloth!" Inspector Megure continued.

Katsuragi Sachiko was at a loss and hid behind her fiancé.

"Of course they will look alike."

Mrs. Ikemura snatched the photo with a wry smile and blew away the dust on it, "Because I am Sachiko's biological mother."

Takayoshi Ikemura looked like he had been hit hard. He fell to the ground with his head in his hands, looking doubtful about his life.

My wife is my mother’s daughter?

"Could it be that Miss Sachiko is your child with Mr. Ikemura?" Inspector Megure was puzzled.

"No, Sachiko is the child of my ex-husband and me, and my ex-husband is none other than Kenji Yamashiro, the diplomat who was framed for corruption by Isao Ikemura 20 years ago and was despised by society!"

Her face turned ferocious, and the flames of revenge were burning in her eyes.

"After only five years in prison, he died unjustly in prison!"

"Chicun Xun did this to eliminate his competitors, but his greater goal was to get me."

"Unfortunately, I knew nothing about this back then. My only daughter, Sachiko, was taken away by her husband's family. I was in a low point... I believed that man's sweet talk and married this devil!"

"It wasn't until recently that Guishan came back with Sachiko's photo and said he wanted to marry her that I learned the truth."

"At first I thought they just looked alike, but Chicun firmly disagreed with this marriage. I sensed something was wrong and pressed him, and he finally told me the truth!"

Mrs. Ikemura looked at the old professor with a mocking look: "Didn't Dad know about this conspiracy?"

Professor Ikemura lowered his head in shame, feeling guilty at his age.

"I'm sorry, Gong Jiang, I wish I had tried to stop it at the beginning, but in the end I just felt uneasy and tried to be as nice to you as possible."

Mrs. Ikemura cooperated and walked up to the police officer, stretched out her hand, and the silver handcuffs clicked shut.

"It's too late to make amends now."

She walked out slowly, on the path of atonement.

"Shancheng has long passed away with false charges."

When she was about to get into the police car, she suddenly called out, "Guishan."

After taking a deep look at the sobbing Katsuragi Sachiko, she finally put aside her harsh words and said softly, "Although I am not qualified to say this to you right now, I still want to ask you for help."

"Please take good care of Sachiko."

Ikemura Takayoshi was overwhelmed with emotions, but in the end he just answered firmly: "I will."

Inspector Megure took the criminal and drove the police car back to the Metropolitan Police Department.

This incident came to an end.

Mao Lilan, who arrived late, ran out of the mansion anxiously.

"Have you seen Conan? I didn't see him in Mr. Takayama's room... Shinichi?!"

Kudo Shinichi suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

"Well, ah, that kid was just taken home by the doctor, haha."

He could only tell lies with his eyes open.

"Come to think of it, how come you know everything about this incident?" Hattori Heiji crossed his arms and looked at him sideways.

"You are secretly observing nearby, right?"

He was slightly defeated this time, which made him feel unhappy now.

"No, I found out after I called that kid with glasses!"

"Call Conan?" Mao Lilan frowned.

"Yes, he said there was a strange detective from Osaka who asked me to come back quickly, so I had to solve the difficult matter and then rush back by train."

"you're lying!"

Mao Lilan has a rare IQ.

"Why do you know Conan and are so familiar with him? No matter how I urged you to come back, you always made excuses. Why did you rush back as soon as Conan called you?"

As she spoke, she felt aggrieved, with tears welling up in her eyes.

"He's right, isn't he? If you were really far away from me, you would definitely call me and ask me if I was doing well, but you didn't!"

"In fact, you have always been by my side, right? You must have been peeking at me from the sidelines, watching me worry, and then laughing at me in secret!"

"Xiaolan, I..."

"Why! Why are you so cruel!"

Mao Lilan cried and didn't give him a chance to answer. Her tears fell like a dam breaking.

"I am so, so..."

Kudo Shinichi had no choice but to raise his voice to interrupt her from being immersed in her emotions.

"Conan is the doctor's relative, I must know him, and have you forgotten? I'm a detective!"

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, cold sweat flowed down his neck and collarbone, and he pulled his collar open a little as if nothing had happened.

"As long as I hear your voice, Xiaolan, I know whether you are doing well or not."

It was not a solution to continue pestering him. He pretended to check the time, raised his empty wrist, and exclaimed, "Let's not talk about it, Xiaolan. I have an urgent case and I have to rush back immediately. Let's talk next time!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and turned to run away. Before Xiaolan could reach out to stop him, he was no longer visible.

That's it again.

Leave her alone.

When she was feeling discouraged, a gust of wind passed by her and chased after her with great effort.

"Hey, Kudo! Don't run, I have something to say!"

Hattori Heiji quickly turned the corner and disappeared from her sight.

Facts have proved that no matter how the reasoning is, at least in terms of physical strength, Kansai detectives are better than Kanto detectives.

This was the thought that flashed through Kudo Shinichi's mind after he was blocked by Hattori Heiji.

"Kudo, I admit defeat this time. Your reasoning is indeed superior."

Kudo Shinichi leaned weakly against the wall. When he heard this, he smiled slightly and coughed slightly.

"you are wrong."

“Reasoning does not distinguish between winners and losers, highs and lows.”

He wiped the sweat off his face. Although he looked very disheveled now, his eyes were still shining brightly, making people think they were seeing a bloodthirsty wolf.

"Because there is only one truth!"

Hattori Heiji was stunned, pinched his baseball cap, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "You are right..."

"I cared too much about winning or losing, so I wasn't calm enough and fell into the murderer's trap."

He turned away, clearing the way.

"I'll let you go this time. Come to Osaka next time. I think you can get along well with me."

"Ah, I will."

Kudo Shinichi watched him walk away, then remembered something, fumbled around for a long time, and found a badge on his body.

He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was lost in the house.

As he turned the communication back on, a cold female voice was soon heard from the other end.

"Ah, you finally remembered us, great detective?"

He smiled apologetically: "Sorry, it seems I accidentally touched it halfway through, and then I forgot about it."

After a pause, he asked again, "Is Chiyo around?"

Without any delay, Chiyomi's lazy tone sounded from the badge.

"Find me?"

Kudo Shinichi took a breath and said seriously: "Your prediction has come true. I have turned back into Kudo Shinichi."

"Oh."

"No, is this your reaction?"

Chiyoko was surprised: "I have always said that I can really predict the future. How do you want me to react? The experiment is just to make you believe it."

Huihara Ai's voice interrupted from the side: "You really changed back? Was there any opportunity?"

Kudo Shinichi recalled with drifting eyes: "Uh, does drinking count?"

"If it's really the bottle of white liquor that's the problem, then I might be able to make some progress in my research on the antidote."

Kudo Shinichi thought that he had changed back and didn't take this topic too seriously: "Let's not talk about that for now. Are you at the doctor's house now? Help me check someone, James Lecter, a professor at the University of Tokyo."

"He saw me when I was older, and I always felt that he was not simple."

Huihara Ai's voice became a little grim: "If he is related to the organization, everyone around you will die."

"Probably...not right?"

Kudo Shinichi was somewhat frightened by what she said.

"Then pray well, great detective."

Just as he was about to say something else, Kudo Shinichi's heart suddenly stopped for a moment. He cursed in his heart, then fell down quite cleanly, his hands tightly clutching the collar of his shirt.

"Kudo? Kudo!"

As if she heard the noise from the communication end, Huibara Ai's voice became a little panicked and she called out anxiously twice.

Not getting a response, she stopped her meaningless shouting. The detective badge remained quietly in Kudo Shinichi's hand, emitting a faint red light.

Two minutes later, a yellow Beetle stopped on the side of the road. Three sneaky figures got out of the car, stuffed Kudo Shinichi, who was lying on the side of the road, into the car, and then quickly got back in and ran away.

"Well, I say it's better to be prepared, right?"

Chiyoko yawned and threw a set of children's clothes that she had prepared in advance onto the shrunken Conan.

After Conan lost contact, it was he who suggested that the Doctor drive to the vicinity of his badge signal, just in case.

Haibara Ai thought that this would not disturb the Mori family, and she could just observe the situation nearby, so she agreed to the suggestion.

But she never expected that Kudo would really grow bigger.

Likewise, she hadn't expected him to become smaller again.

It seems that the problem is most likely with the white work.

"Have you found anything about the professor that Kudo mentioned?"

Since she didn't have the conditions to conduct research at the moment, she had to give up the idea and turned to ask Chiyoko who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"The resume is quite impressive, but the problem is that it is too formatted and feels like a cover."

Chiyoko rubbed his eyes. He used the research materials from the doctor's house to make a terminal and was currently operating something on it.

"Moreover, the universities where he studied are relatively traditional and are used to using paper documents, so it is difficult to verify the authenticity through the Internet."

"But my opinion is that he should not have much to do with the organization."

Huihara Ai raised her eyebrows.

Chiyoko handed the terminal back to her and she took it and looked at it.

"If he was a member of the organization, he wouldn't be able to show up so freely in public. He would be treated the same as you."

On the terminal are the professor's academic research reports and several SCI papers he published.

"If your APTX4869 has created a miracle in medicine, then this is a miracle in psychology, a devil who plays with people's hearts."

After briefly browsing one of the papers, Haibara Ai had to admit that Chiyoko's evaluation was correct.

Drug A can turn back time.

And this professor is able to blur the line between life and death.

He demonstrated that it was possible to reshape a person's personality through hypnosis so that they believed they were another dead person.

He achieved a different kind of "resurrection".