Saturday, August 26, in the evening, Meidai Restaurant.

After leaving the screening hall, it was already the opening time. I ate a lot of refreshments and snacks, and I was spared for dinner.

Miyamoto's family of seven people and Hondo Eiyu went to work directly. Hondo Eiyu was already familiar with the work, but there were still problems, so they were still working on seating, tablecloth laying and other work.

Asking him to move things, fear of being thrown away is not a matter of money, but a matter of aftermath and quantity of goods.

While working, Yamazaki talked about future problems with Hondo Eiyu.

"Forgive me for being too talkative. If you really want to play at Meadai Restaurant for a long time, I suggest you better move to a nearby place, otherwise you will lack sleep during school."

"This..." Eiyu Bendo was a little stunned, obviously he had never considered this issue.

Yamazaki said: "It's best if you come back on weekends and holidays, so will the Maori Detective Office. This will not affect your studies. Of course, it will all be up to your own wishes."

"Oh." Hondo Eiyu scratched his head and thought about it, and agreed to Yamazaki's suggestion...

Sunday, August 27, cloudy.

At the call of Haibara, the Youth Detective Group decided to go outdoors to exercise and play baseball.

Haibara felt that she had eaten too much refreshment when she was watching a movie yesterday and needed to consume calories...

In the open space under the river bank, the river wind blew, it felt neither steamed nor stuffy, and it was quite comfortable.

The pitcher is Fenta, the batsman is Mitsuhiko, the infield is Akimi and Haibara, and the outfield Conan.

Yuanta threw the ball, Mitsuhiko closed her eyes and swung the baton, knocking the ball away.

"Conan!"

"Edogawa classmate."

Under the urging of everyone, Conan went to chase the baseball, and finally stretched out his feet to get the baseball, and after heading the ball, he steadily received the baseball.

"Very good."

"Conan is so awesome."

“Take it like football.”

"Use gloves to catch the ball well, this is not football!"

Compared with Yuanta, Ayumi, Haibara and Mitsuhiko filed serious protests.

Yuanta also realized the problem, "It's true, Conan, you have to fight seriously!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Conan had a headache. There was no way. Because he liked playing football, his feet reacted faster than his hands.

Substitution, pitcher Tsunata and batsman Mitsuhiko switch positions, pitcher Mitsuhiko, batsman Tsunata.

Mitsuhiko pitched the ball, and Yuanta hit the ball with a hard blow.

In the wind, the baseball flew high, as if he was about to return by the wind.

Seeing the ball flying across the river bank, Conan was stunned to chase after him. Yuanta, should that guy, do you want to exert so much force?

Conan ran up the river bank panting and watched the baseball fly into the skylight of a house.

"Crash!"

It seems that some jar is broken.

Conan touches his head, what's this all about!

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the four Haibara ran up, and they were a little stunned after learning about the situation.

Yuan was too complacent, "Wow, I actually hit so far."

Azumi said: "I hope it won't be a very vicious old man. Yuanta, you have to apologize."

Yuan was too honest, "Well, I must apologize."

Mitsuhiko said, "I hope it's not a valuable antique, otherwise I'll have to pay a lot of money."

"Ah?" Yuan was too stupid.

Haibara scared: "The most expensive vases auctioned in the world are far more than ten billion yen."

"No, no?" Yuan Tai collapsed and tears came out.

Conan said funnyly: "Okay, don't think about it anymore. What will happen? Only by asking the people who live there will know."

Conan led the team to ring the doorbell, but no one opened the door.

Haihara tried to open the door, but found that the door was not locked.

"In this case, there should be a home.

Azumi asked back, "But why no one came to respond?

Mitsuhiko guessed: "It's not that the people from this family were knocked out by baseball, right?"

Conan said, "If this is the case, you can't make sure if you don't go in and take a look." Then he went in, "I'm disturbing."

Ayumi worried, "Conan, is it really okay to just go in?"

Mitsuhiko guessed: "Conan, is this illegally trespassing a private house?"

"There is nothing to do in this situation." Haibara followed in, "I'm disturbing."

Yuanta, Ayumi, and Mitsuhiko looked at each other and followed them in, "I'm disturbing."

Azumi looked at it, "Hey, this room seems very strange."

Yuanta said, "Yes, I always feel awkward."

Haibara pointed out: "Can't you see it? The mini cars, mini dolls and books placed on the shelves are almost all placed upside down."

"Yes, but why is this happening?" Mitsuhiko asked, "Is it because of the fall of the ball that caused an abnormal phenomenon of time and space distortion?"

"How could this happen? It's too exaggerated. I just flew in through the open window of this residence." Conan couldn't help laughing, "And, the baseball should have fallen into this room."

There is a sign hanging on that room, and it is strictly forbidden to disturb it while writing.

After Conan knocked on the door, no one responded.

When I opened the door, I saw a fat man wearing a home clothes and glasses lying on the ground, surrounded by a circle of broken porcelain pieces.

In front of the man was a desk, one of the drawers was pulled out very long; behind him was a shelf with a row of vases on it, one of which was broken, separated by a vase and an empty space.

Conan stepped forward to check, shook his head and said, "He is dead."

Yuan Tai suddenly thought, "Can it be that the ball I scored in hit the vase on the shelf, and then the vase hit his head..." As he said that, tears gushed out.

"Idiot," Haibara said, "your ball is still on the shelf, and the broken vase is still on it. This is another vase."

Yuan Tai was afraid and said, "Really? Not shocked?"

"Although judging from the scattered vase fragments around the body, it should have been hit on the back of the head by the vase," Conan said, "but from the degree of stiffness, he should have died for an hour or two, so it has nothing to do with Yuanta."

"Wonta, that's great." Ayumi was happy for him.

Mitsuhiko said, "Will this ball travel through two hours ago?"

"No, no, right?" Yuan was too entangled.

"There's nothing like that, don't worry." Conan said helplessly, "And this vase doesn't look very valuable. Yuanta, you can rest assured."

"That's great." Empress Dowager Yuan slapped the badge in fear and breathed a sigh of relief.

Haibara asked Conan: "Hey, what do you see?"

Conan laughed and said, "It's very simple. Someone killed him with a vase from behind, just as he looked inside the drawer of the table."

Azumi asked, “How did you know when you were looking at the drawer?”

"There are indentations at the connection between the desk and the drawer, and it is oblique. This is evidence that the deceased was attacked from behind and his body was pressed on the drawer when he fell down," Conan said. "Of course, the most important thing is that there are also vase fragments in the drawer."

Yuanta said: "So that's it."

Mitsuhiko said, "Only when opening the drawer is to find something inside, or when you want to take something out, you will look in. I don't know what it will be."

"It should be something small and difficult to find, or something big and difficult to take out." Haibara said, "But what I'm even more strange is the room next door."

"Yes, books, car models, dolls, are almost all upside down." Conan thought, "If it were done by the prisoner, what was his intention?"

At this time, the two men ran in, in the fifties in front and in the thirties behind.

The man in his fifties shouted, "Hey, what are you doing here!"

"Ah, originally? Isn't the one who fell there originally?"

"Original, original, original."

The man in his fifties came forward and called, but when he saw someone he didn't respond, he immediately shouted to his peers: "Why are you still standing there? Call the police and ambulance!"

"Ah, yes, I'll go now." The man in his thirties ran away.

"Okay, you guys leave this room as well." The man in his fifties drove the young detective team out of the room.

At this time, a white cat ran over.

"So cute."
To be continued...