The Split-Actress in Conan's World

"Just like the card given to Mr. Fujisawa, the murderer also gave one to Ms. Ohki to lure her to the garage."

"Even if you say so, everyone was in the hotel at the time, and no one ran to the garage to set fire and kill people." Tojuken sneered.

"There's no need to set the fire yourself. Just like in the first case, the murderer likes to hide himself and prepare a complete alibi, because Miss Oki will help him complete this last step herself." Hattori Heiji kept his posture unchanged and his voice was calm.

"Don't forget, the garage had no electricity at that time, in addition to the car's gas tank being damaged and oil spilling all over the floor."

"The murderer had pumped enough gas into the spare tire in the garage in advance, and then used an ice pick to pierce a hole in the spare tire. This way, due to the pressure difference, the spare tire would continue to spray gas out. At this time, Miss Oki habitually took out a lighter to illuminate and wanted to see clearly whether there was really that book in the back seat of the car..."

"The leaked gasoline would then explode, which is what we saw!"

"However, unfortunately, this ingenious technique is not prepared for Miss Oki, but for another person who is also accustomed to using a lighter, that is, you, Mr. Fujisawa."

"W-what?!" Fujisawa Toshiaki pointed at himself in horror.

"Because that card was only sent to you. His intention was to lure you to the garage and kill you. Unfortunately, the murderer had to deal with Miss Oki in advance due to some unexpected circumstances."

"That's why he chose to cause a power outage and personally assassinate Mr. Fujisawa when he had no other options. After all, because Rin-san called the police, the police will arrive soon, and by then, he won't have the chance to do it again."

"Actually, the police were stopped by the bad road conditions due to heavy rain, and they will probably have to wait until the rain stops before they arrive," Lin Chiyu said in a reserved tone.

"I said that because I felt it would put some pressure on the murderer."

Tojuken almost vomited blood and looked at him in amazement.

"In short, the real culprit who caused this series of tragedies is you, Tojukento!" Conan, who was behind Hattori Heiji, was also choked by Rinshakuha's actions. He originally thought that the police would arrive soon.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand." Hu Juyan forced a smile.

"Don't make excuses. We've just checked and found that the power outage was caused by someone connecting the plug interface with wire, causing a short circuit. The only person who could have done this was you, who followed everyone to get snacks but disappeared halfway!"

"Besides, do you dare to take off your shoes and let everyone see the bottom of your feet that were stabbed by glass shards because you assassinated Mr. Fujisawa in the dark?"

There are ten people in a household and a hundred people cannot argue.

Mao Lilan couldn't believe it: "How could it be, Miss Oki is his girlfriend, why would it be......"

"Because she revealed how I killed Kanaya." Tojukento smiled bitterly.

"I just promised her the first edition, and she really shut up. In the end, she is just a greedy woman."

"Damn you, you bastard!" Seeing him plead guilty, Fujisawa Toshiaki's fear turned into anger. He stepped forward and grabbed Tojukento by the collar, "Why did you take my life!"

“Maybe it’s because of the book you and Mr. Jingu published together,” Rin Chiyu inserted nonchalantly while playing with his phone.

"I researched the owner of this hotel before I came here, and found out that he had written a book about Sherlock Holmes. I bought it and read it out of boredom. It's called The Laughter of Irene Adler, right?"

When Fujisawa Toshiaki heard his words, he stared blankly at Tojukento, who had a mocking look on his face.

Seeing Mao Lilan's confused look, the waitress whispered: "Irene Adler is an actress in the story. Sherlock Holmes once lost to her."

"But the master attributed this incident to Holmes's error in judgment, so he felt that it brought shame on Holmes, so he published a book and changed the original story according to his ideas."

The Tojuken, who was grabbed by the collar, looked at them mockingly: "Shame on you..."

"Oh, quite the contrary."

"Irene is the only woman Sherlock recognizes. How could she laugh at Sherlock? I really can't imagine it."

"As one of the biggest Sherlock Holmes fans in Japan, I cannot forgive you for not being able to understand Holmes' thoughts and tampering with the character's soul without permission!"

He roared at the top of his lungs.

After reading the last text message, Lin Chiyu put away his phone and picked up a bottle of soda to moisten his throat.

Killing people in anger because of ooc, brother, in terms of versions, you are probably about twenty years ahead.

Hattori Heiji yawned and stood up from the ground: "So Holmes is quite pitiful."

"But isn't that innocent girlfriend who was killed by you pitiful?" His eyes were very sharp, like a knife, piercing straight into Tou Juyan's heart.

Conan, hiding behind the wall, breathed a sigh of relief.

Mao Lilan smiled and praised: "Very beautiful reasoning, Hattori, you are worthy of being a famous detective!"

Hattori Heiji laughed dryly and touched his head.

Although his own reasoning was indeed correct, after all, he was not the one who spoke just now, so it was not easy for him to respond.

Everyone was busy tying up Hu Juyan and locking him up in his room, and then everyone went back to their rooms to rest.

After all, it was the middle of the night, and we didn’t know when the police would arrive.

Conan was about to chase Mouri Ran upstairs, but unexpectedly he saw Hattori Heiji at the corner. He was leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets.

"You must be Kudo." He looked at Conan with certainty, and Conan's heart skipped a beat.

The words of the strange astrologer who came yesterday reappeared in his mind.

"Be careful, otherwise the secret might be known to someone."

"What are you talking about? I'm just a kid." Conan forced a smile.

For some reason, he suddenly felt the same as those criminals who had argued in front of him before. In the end, they were all brought to justice based on irrefutable evidence.

"It's no use pretending to be stupid. I was awake the whole time!" Hattori Heiji smirked. "Kendo has special training on perception. I easily dodged the things shot out by your weird watch."

He grabbed Conan's bow tie and said, "You used this to imitate my voice just now, right? You even imitated my accent so well, it's really extraordinary."

Conan hurriedly caught the bow tie he threw back, and heard him approach him: "Although your accent is strange, your reasoning method is the same as Kudo's, it can't be wrong!"

"As a detective, your unique way of reasoning is your clearest identification card!"

"What a shame! Look, I'm just a kid!" Conan was still being stubborn, holding down his glasses tightly to prevent this last line of defense from being broken.

Otherwise, when Hattori saw that he looked like Kudo Shinichi, he would definitely confirm the truth.

But even if he is so stubborn, Hattori Heiji has a way to deal with him.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Mao Lilan upstairs.

"If that's the case, it won't hurt if I tell that woman, right?"

"Okay, I'm just a kid anyway." Conan said this reluctantly.

Hattori Heiji gave him a deep look, then ran up the stairs and stopped Mouri Ran.

He said something to her while glancing at Conan from time to time.

"twitter......"

Conan began to sweat.

"twitter......"

Conan sweatdropped.

"Wait a moment!"

He quickly went over and pulled Hattori Heiji away. Looking at this guy smiling victoriously, he couldn't help but feel speechless.

However, after getting along with him, he also felt that this guy was indeed smart and his reasoning skills were no less than his, and he was also a high school detective with a strong sense of justice.

If we ignore him, who knows when he will say something weird to Xiaolan, and then we will be in big trouble.

It took him some time to tell Hattori Heiji about what happened between him and the organization.

"Huh? Take medicine and become smaller?!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down!"

The next morning, the police finally arrived, took the murderer away, and cordoned off the scene.

After breakfast, everyone prepared to part.

"It's a pity that the original version was actually burned in the fire." Conan was unhappy, looking at the garage surrounded by cordon, eagerly.

"You are really obsessed with Conan Doyle." Hattori Heiji teased as he looked at him.

"Speaking of 'A Study in Scarlet', I seem to have a copy at home, but it's not the first edition, but a manuscript that looks very worn." Lin Chiyu happened to walk past them, heard their conversation, thought for a moment and said.

"Eh!!?"

Conan's eyes widened with envy: "Isn't that the original manuscript?"

"I'm so envious..."

Lin Chiyu glanced at him and said, "If you want, I can give it to you."

"Really?" Conan resurrected on the spot, his eyes shooting lasers.

"Yes, but it's not where I live now, but in my hometown in Kyoto. Maybe I have to wait until I go there to get it."

"And it's not for free," Rinshakuha added a condition that he thought was not too excessive, "You can exchange it for Mr. Yusaku's manuscript, any one of them will do."

"It's a deal!" Conan agreed without hesitation.

"Let's go." After reaching the contract, Lin Chiyu left with satisfaction.

Hattori Heiji asked Conan curiously: "Hey, Rin-san also knows that you are Kudo Shinichi?"

"No, he just knows that I'm very familiar with my parents," Conan spat, "and I'm also very familiar with his mother."

But my hometown in Kyoto?

Isn’t that Sister Weiyang’s home?

The Fujiwara family?

Conan began to look forward to the opportunity to go to Kyoto.

But before that, I have to ask my dad for a copy of the manuscript.

......

"Oh!!!!"

At the National Stadium, the Emperor's Cup final was being held and a thunderous cheer broke out, which seemed to disperse the clouds in the sky.

"Hey, who just scored?"

At the fence of the audience seats, Genta asked excitedly. Mitsuhiko, holding a tablet in his hand, answered him excitedly: "It's Akagi Hero from Tokyo Spirits!"

"It is said that as long as he does not get injured, he will definitely be able to join the Japanese team to participate in the World Cup!"

Ayumi asked curiously, "What is the World Cup? My dad seems to mention this often."

"It was a great game." Mitsuhiko wasn't sure how to describe it, so he just said this.

"nonsense."

Conan propped up his head, staring intently at the football flying across the field, his emotions high: "The World Cup is a prestigious football tournament worldwide, and every country is looking forward to participating in it and getting a good ranking!"

"I already knew that with the current strength of the Japanese team, they would definitely be able to participate in this World Cup."

Chiyoko saw that Ayumi still didn't quite understand, so she grabbed a handful of popcorn in her arms and stuffed it into her mouth, then pushed it slightly in front of her.

"Just think of it as a larger Teidan Cup."

The Teitan Cup is an intramural football competition held annually at Teitan Elementary School.

Ayumi suddenly realized, her eyes curved, and she looked at Conan with a smile: "No wonder Conan was so excited when we were watching TV, just like when we saw our class win, right?"

Mitsuhiko joked, "After winning, I ran around the room shouting, 'Okano is the best!', 'Nakata is a genius!' and so on."

Conan's face turned red. He was indeed so happy that he forgot himself and ended up making a fool of himself in front of these kids.

“That’s so exciting!”

"When I played in Doha last time, I was so upset that I couldn't sleep for a week."

"Doha?" Mitsuhiko was stunned for a moment, "Wasn't that the competition four years ago?"

Yuan Tai counted on his fingers and opened his mouth exaggeratedly: "Four years ago? Then you were only three years old?"

"It turns out that Conan started watching football at such a young age." Ayumi looked at him in surprise with a look that could be described as admiration.

Chiyoko took a sip of Coke and opened her eyes wide, ready to watch the fun.

"Pfft."

Behind them, Haibara Ai was wearing a brown coat and a short skirt. She was sitting with her legs crossed, holding a fashion magazine and wearing a pair of exaggerated sunglasses on her face.

Hearing the three little ones jointly torturing Conan, she couldn't help but tease: "When the famous detective encounters football, he becomes a real boy."

Conan turned his head and looked at her with half-moon eyes: "I am a boy anyway."

"But you, why are you there? You can't see the game clearly with your height as a child, right?"

"I just came here to accompany you." Haibara Ai's smile, which was not obvious to begin with, quickly disappeared.

"And they know what I looked like when I was a child. If a camera captures my face and broadcasts it..."

Conan naturally knew who she was talking about.

"..."

Instead of using weak words, he walked straight from the fence to her and reached out to take off the funny sunglasses.

"Eh?" Haibara Ai was caught off guard and was stunned for a moment.

The next second, a slightly warm touch came from above.

Conan put his hat on her short brown hair and walked closer to her with a smile. Haibara Ai couldn't help but lean back a little, and her hand unconsciously touched the hat.

"Well?" The great detective put his hands in his pockets, bared his white teeth and said smugly, "It doesn't matter if you get photographed, right?"

He grabbed Haibara Ai's hand without saying a word, pulled her up from her seat, took her to the fence, and looked at the wide green field together.

"Don't worry about those guys now, let's watch the game first! Don't miss the live game!"