Me dressed as a gin brother

"Because I received the invitation letter." Conan took two steps back and whispered, "You also received it?"

"Yes, but I don't know this architect." Kurosawa Hideaki quickly straightened up when he saw the old man who came to greet him from the corner of his eye.

"Are you Police Officer Kurosawa? It's better to meet you than to be famous."

Teiji Moritani stretched out his hand while saying, "It's really an honor to invite a police officer like you."

Kurosawa Hideaki shook hands with Moriya Teiji with a standard smile in social etiquette, and then said: "It is indeed your honor."

After saying this, he stared closely at Teiji Moritani's expression, but the other person was as motionless as a mountain, except for a slight hesitation of the muscles of his cheeks, there was almost no other expression related to anger.

This is a person who is very good at disguising, and he is professional in controlling his emotions.

After the test, Kurosawa Hideaki said as if he had just breathed out: "It is also an honor to meet you."

Moriya Teiji's face became natural, visible to the naked eye.

"This is my accompanying deacon. If possible, I hope to bring him to this banquet."

"Of course." Moriya Teiji glanced at Madeira. He didn't think that a deacon would have any impact on his next plan. As for the Kurosawa police officer, some people would naturally be unable to hold back and want to deal with him.

The architect looked around at the group of people, "Shinichi Kudo..."

Mao Lilan answered immediately: "Shinichi... No, Kudo-kun is not free for the time being, and he is investigating a difficult case, so my father and I will attend this banquet on behalf of me. This is Conan-kun who lives in my house. "

"Really?"

Moriya Teiji wrinkled his nose subconsciously, this expression only appeared for a moment, but he quickly suppressed it.

disgust?Why does Teiji Moritani hate Kudo Shinichi?

Interestingly, Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at Conan. The kid hadn't noticed anything yet, and acted innocently and conscientiously as a primary school student's curiosity about the bungalow.

Although the reasoning is average, Kudo Shinichi's acting skills are really good.

Everyone followed Moriya Teiji into the mansion, and there were rows of delicate snacks in the garden.

"Is everyone enjoying themselves?"

"Very good." The guests who came to the banquet were full of praise for the food here.

"Then my day's hard work is worth it. I made these by myself." Moriya Teiji showed a happy and satisfied look on his face.

However, he is lying.

Hideaki Kurosawa picked up the biscuits on the table casually. The biscuits in the meal alone were made by three people. This kind of Austrian-style cream biscuit balls requires the pastry chef to squeeze out unbaked biscuit puree from the mouth of the tiger. This fine grain appears.

However, there are subtle differences in the size of these biscuit balls. If they were made by the same person, then the size of the biscuit balls should be exactly the same.

"Speaking of..." Moriya Teiji looked at Mori Kogoro and Kurosawa Hideaki, who were always standing together, "Recently, there is a problem that bothers me very much. If it is a bright light in the police world, then the famous detective Mori Kogoro will definitely be able to solve it." Answer it for me."

Hideaki Kurosawa sighed, turned his head to Madeira, and said, "To be honest, I didn't expect his histrionic personality disorder to be so serious. It was obviously the puzzles he created to embarrass me and Mr. Mori, but he It's so eloquently said."

"Size yourself, young master, clowns always like to make people laugh."

"Okay." Kurosawa Hideaki searched from the table for a long time, and finally found a plate of small biscuits with cheese in the ingredients. He picked up the plate and started to eat it.

After eating only two yuan, he felt a pull from the trouser leg, and Conan looked at him speechlessly.

Is this how you eat afternoon tea?Afternoon tea is mainly for chatting, and this biscuit is for each person!

"What's the matter? Do you want to eat too?" Kurosawa Hideaki squatted down, pretending not to understand Conan's eyes, picked up a biscuit and stuffed it into Conan's mouth to stop him, "This dessert chef from Italy nice."

Conan managed to swallow the biscuit, which was a little too big for him, "Italy? Didn't Teiji Moritani make this himself?"

"What, I thought you figured it out, little detective." Kurosawa Hideaki put the empty plate back on the tea table, and waited for Teiji Moritani to tell his so-called puzzle.

"Why Italy?" Conan thought, holding his chin.

Kurosawa Hideaki raised the corners of his mouth, this reasoning cannot be completed by someone who is not proficient in cheese taste.

"Actually..." Moriya Teiji raised his voice and said to the guests, "I want to bind a company run by three people together to deduce an Internet access password. This password is a noun composed of the names of their three brothers. It says The paper with their names will be distributed to everyone, everyone can think about it together."

"Tch." Kurosawa Hideaki chuckled after taking the note, and looked away bored.The old-fashioned guessing game, not even reasoning.

Is this level of questioning worthy of such complacency?

"Master." Madeira reminded in a low voice.

"Understood." Kurosawa Hideaki restrained his expression, he wanted to complain about something, but Conan at his feet suddenly yelled.

"Ah—I see! It's Momotaro!"

Moriya Teji was shocked for a moment, and seemed to be very surprised that his puzzle was solved so quickly. He looked at Conan, "How did you guess it?"

"Actually, it's a homonym, right?" Conan pointed at the names on the note and said loudly, "The birth dates of the three of them are one year apart, and their zodiac signs are monkey, rooster, and dog. These are all Momotaro's followers."

"The child is very powerful." Moriya Teiji said meaningfully.

Conan immediately realized that he was acting too outstandingly, and he was a little careless, "No, no, brother Kurosawa told me!"

He immediately hid behind Kurosawa Hideaki's trouser legs, like a purely shy little boy.

"As expected of Mr. Kurosawa, the guiding light of the police world, it's really amazing."

The backyard where the tea party was held was filled with applause and praise from the guests. Hideaki Kurosawa hugged Conan with a smile and asked in a low voice, "When did I tell you? Can you restrain your exuberant desire to perform?"

"Ahaha..." Conan laughed dryly, he didn't know how to answer, he couldn't control himself, and when he recovered, he...

"Then, in order to reward Conan for being the first to tell the answer, I invite you to visit my exhibition room. Ms. Lan and Mr. Kurosawa who really guessed the riddle should also come together."

"Then respect is worse than obedience." Kurosawa Hideaki accepted the invitation, he urgently needed an environment with only a few people to conduct the most direct test of Moriya.

When walking in the passage leading to the exhibition room in the bungalow, Kurosawa Hideaki spoke unexpectedly.

"Mr. Moritani, is the bombing that happened in Tokyo a while ago related to you?"

He ignored Conan's shocked expression and stared closely at Teiji Moriya's face. The micro-expressions of people disappeared very quickly, sometimes even within 0.04 seconds.

"Hahaha, I'm just an architect, what does the bombing have to do with me?" Teiji Moritani finished with a smile, and then looked serious, "This is a very serious accusation, Mr. Kurosawa."

"However, all the victims in the bombing received your invitation letter when they received the courier, including me. Do you know why?"

"This...not sure." Moriya Teiji still had a smile on his face.

But Kurosawa Hideaki would not miss that momentary change in expression.

The bomber is indeed related to Moriya Teiji, but he did not drop those bombs.

"The name Taro Seto, you should have a reflection, right?" Kurosawa Hideaki asked, "He used to work for your father and was a housekeeper who accompanied you in childhood, why do you still think about holding a tea party here after he passed away? ?”

"Oh? Really? I didn't know the news of his death." Moriya Teiji's expression was blank for a moment, and a moment later he showed a dazed expression.

Installed.

Kurosawa Hideaki already had the most basic answer in his mind, and he calmed down, "It seems that I misunderstood you, sorry, please introduce your work."

In the next 20 minutes, Kurosawa Hideaki forced himself to watch the completely symmetrical work and listened to Mori Ran and Kudo Shinichi's dating plans.

These are not things he cares about. After leaving the tea party, Kurosawa Hideaki immediately called Police Officer Megure, "The scope of the prisoner has been preliminarily determined. This is a murderer who can contact the prisoners in the prison. He has a kind of relationship with the police." Natural resentment, pleasure crime, I just met architect Teiji Moritani not long ago, and Teiji Moritani has criminal tendencies, please let someone monitor him."

After finishing the long list, Kurosawa Hideaki breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued: "Check out the prisoners in the prison who may be able to make mercury rod bombs. Some of them have passed on the blueprint of the bomb."

"Okay." Megure Police Department believed in Kurosawa Hideaki's words.

"He may have committed other crimes. Check the convenience store that was recently reported as stolen. He may commit serial crimes in the next 12 hours. I will get all the information you found within an hour. You just need to send someone to ask about these things, and you can’t do it in an hour, right?”

Megure Police Department: ...

Really not necessarily.

"I try my best."

"Very good." Kurosawa Hideaki hung up the phone. The most interesting thing is to crack the cases of such pleasure criminals, because they have no rules and are much harder than ordinary vendettas.

In the bungalow where the guests were scattered, Teiji Moritani made a call.

"Hello?" The voice of the other party through the voice changer came out of the receiver.

"You kind of rubbish, you can't deal with a so-called police light?" Moriya Teiji sneered.

The person on the other side of the phone was silent for a while, then suddenly became furious: "Trash, scum!"

Moriya Teiji laughed with satisfaction, he loved the feeling of controlling other people's emotions, "Isn't there a kind of bomb in the USB flash drive? I finally traded the USB flash drive from that organization and got the standard answer, wouldn't you Can't even copy?"

The architect smiled and said: "The police have already spotted me, don't forget that your task is to create a riot, Kusuda Kenji, don't forget that your brother is still in their hands, you will do your job well, yes Bar?"