Ten minutes later, Shizuo Komemon left the bedroom feeling refreshed, leaving Chiba and Nobu alone to clean up the mess.
As soon as he returned to the living room, everyone's eyes were focused on him. Before Shizuo Komemon could speak, two ponytails were dangling in front of his eyes.
"Gumeimen Police Department! It has been confirmed that the fatal injury on the back of the deceased's head was not caused by the flower pot on the balcony. The wound was too clean and there were no flower pot fragments or flower soil."
Demi's daughter's eyes were wide open, full of expectation and a little fearful inside.
"Yes, I understand." Shizuo Komemon nodded lightly.
A look of disappointment flashed across Demi's daughter's face. Didn't she perform well enough this time? The other party was not there when she performed meritorious service last time. Really...
I must let the other party know my abilities!
Tome's daughter had an image of Shizuo Komemon sincerely praising her and even apologizing for looking down on her and scolding her.
"Go to the building opposite to collect evidence. The murderer has confessed. He used a fishing rod to throw a lead bob and hit the victim to death.
In addition, he also hid the plumb bob as the murder weapon in the abandoned building opposite. You will find it together later."
After finishing speaking, Shizuo Komemon ignored the twintails with his mouth wide open, and turned to look at Sato Miwako, "It's time to get off work, Sato Criminal, go back and rest."
"Ah? Oh." Miwako Sato suddenly came to her senses and asked belatedly, "You didn't beat the prisoner, did you?"
Conan stared at him and cursed in his heart, how could it not be possible? The sleeves of the Gumeimen Police Department shirt were rolled up, so they must have been beaten.
However, the conclusion should be correct. The sound of metal collision was indeed heard downstairs at that time. It should be that the murderer hit the railing of the balcony when he was retrieving the lead bob.
However... there is something not quite right about Sato Criminal today. What is wrong with her? She has been absent-minded.
"You don't look right today. Is it okay to go back by yourself?" Shizuo Komemon avoided answering.
Sato Miwako also felt guilty. After hearing his question, she immediately shifted her attention and nodded heavily, "No problem, I'm fine. There's nothing wrong."
"Then I'll leave with Detective Mori and the others first, and take care of yourself to rest." After finishing speaking, Shizuo Komemon motioned to Kogoro Mori to hurry up, it's time to leave.
Mouri Kogoro had a grimace on his face and was somewhat reluctantly pulled away by Maori Lan.
After a few people left, Chiba and Nobu helped Norio Terazawa, who was wearing a mask of pain, come out.
"..." Sato Miwako was speechless for a while, and then laughed.
Forget it, that’s what he is like anyway, alas...
So, why do I have a crush on this kind of violent maniac? There is indeed something wrong with what Yumi said, right?
Sato Miwako shook her head and decided to observe more for a while before making sure.
…
Komemon Shizuo and Conan went downstairs and walked to Mori's house while there was still some light in the sky.
The three Maori people all escaped after collapsing. They didn't take a car or walk too far, so they quickly arrived near the detective agency.
From a distance, the group saw a figure standing at the door of Bailuo Cafe downstairs - Fei Miles wearing a professional skirt.
When she saw a few people, she said with a cold attitude: "It's really hard for you three to hide away for so long in order not to eat the food I cooked.
It’s because I don’t have self-awareness, I’ll go back to Abedo now, and you can take care of dinner by yourselves.”
Mao Lilan quickly stepped forward and hugged her arm, coquettishly saying to please: "Mom... don't say that, it's hard to come back, please stay with me for a few more days."
"Some people don't welcome me. Will it make me annoying if I stay for a long time?" Feili said with a cold expression.
Mao Lilan quickly turned around and glanced at Mao Li Kogoro, but the latter's feet were trembling and he didn't want to eat those dark dishes anymore.
"Ahem... Xiaolan, you are not young anymore. Be more sensible. Your mother is busy with work and cannot stay here forever."
Mouri Kogoro always has quick wits in strange places. He suddenly had an idea and thought of the phone call during the day.
"You see, during the day, Rimai TV Station even called to invite your mother to participate in the program. Being on TV is very important, for your mother's law firm..."
"I refuse that." Feili interrupted him with a sneer.
Mouri Kogoro suddenly choked.
"Huh? Why refuse? Dad just happened to be on a mystery show on Rimai TV. Mom, wouldn't it be great if you were on their lawyer show again?" Mao Lilan looked puzzled.
Feili didn't answer, turned to look at Gumeimen Shizuo, and bowed to thank him, "Thanks to the Gumeimen Police Department for what happened last time. If it hadn't been for your help, I don't know how long it would have taken to catch the suspect."
Shizuo Komemon nodded slightly, "You're welcome, although I shouldn't talk too much about your family affairs, but can the lawyer leave later?"
Fei Lili didn't know why, and Mao Lilan on the side immediately persuaded her: "By the way, I forgot to tell mom, the Gumeimen Police Department is here to taste your cooking!
So, mom, your cooking just needs people who understand to appreciate it. It’s definitely not very delicious, right, Conan?”
Conan felt the murderous aura in Mao Lilan and did not dare to refuse a second time, so he quickly agreed.
"Are you interested in my cooking?" Feili looked at the Gumeimen Police Department unexpectedly.
"Well, is it convenient?" Shizuo Komemon nodded, and the expectation on his face was unfaltering.
"certainly!"
Feili has always loved cooking, but no one has ever appreciated her work. Now that someone is finally interested, she immediately becomes energetic and warmly welcomes Shizuo Komemon to her door.
By the way, he didn't forget to laugh at himself: "Obviously there is a detective husband, but he was poisoned and had to rely on the Gumeimen Police Department to catch the suspect and cook the food out of kindness. In the end, everyone was so frightened that they felt like they were dying."
Mouri Kogoro curled his lips.
Conan cursed that it would really kill him...
After going up to the third floor, Feili served hot tea to Gu Meimen Shizuo. While tying his apron, he asked: "Does Gu Meimen Police Department have any favorite dishes?"
Shizuo Komemon hesitated for a moment, because he didn't want to let the alarm ruin his favorite song, so he didn't dare to say that he liked sweets.
"It is all acceptable."
"Then I understand, wait a minute." Feilili was full of confidence, and turned to Mao Lilan and said, "Xiaolan, please treat me well. After all, your father can't count on anything."
Mao Lilan glanced at Mao Li Kogoro who didn't care, "I understand, mom."
While waiting for Fei Miles to cook, Conan leaned close to Gu Meimen Shizuo and asked in a low voice: "Gu Meimen Police Department, what should I do if Lawyer Fei doesn't agree? Aren't the TV station's plans going to be scrapped?"
Shizuo Komemon patted his head, "Where is my planning fee?"
"..." Conan was speechless for a while, "The TV station and their financial approval will take time."
"How much do they give?"
Shizuo Komemon took the orange that Mourilan had peeled, ate a piece of it, which was sour, and stuffed the rest directly into Conan's mouth.
Conan scratched his face in annoyance, "Twenty thousand yen."
"???" Shizuo Komemon knocked on his head, "Don't you know you were fooled?"
I got over the high fever stage, now I have a low fever, cutting my throat and coughing. For the first time, I know that coughing can also cause tongue cramps T^T
My condition was relatively good, with the highest fever reaching 38.6. My mother's illness was one day later than mine, and her fever reached 40. Fortunately, antipyretics were able to bring it down.
Everyone, please protect yourselves and avoid suffering. Being sick is really painful.
