"No," Chi Feichi was still paying attention to the situation in the space, "Now it seems that Mr. Tojo's suspicion should be the smallest."
Even if he participates in solving the case, the whitening speed of the platform seems to have not changed much, it is still slow and almost stagnant...
"Huh?" Hattori Heiji looked at Tojo Sanpei, "He is the least suspicious? Why?"
Conan reached out and pulled the corner of Hattori Heiji's clothes. After Hattori Heiji leaned over in confusion, he smiled mischievously and whispered in Hattori Heiji's ear, "I know why. If you give up, then I will tell you
You~"
Of course, it’s because Tojo Sanpei’s wording is a Kanto habit.
"You brat...!" Hattori Heiji looked at Conan's triumphant look and whispered through gritted teeth, "The questioning is not over yet, don't get too happy too soon!"
"Then..." Takagi Wataru saw the two of them whispering to each other and looked at the man wearing a red hoodie at the table in the corner, "Sir, what is your name and where do you usually live?"
Hattori Heiji straightened up and looked at the man in the red hoodie.
He still has a chance, he can't watch some hateful guy yelling!
"My name is Hiroshi Amari, and my friends all call me Forrest," Hiroshi Amari spoke with a Kanto accent, holding a cigarette in his left hand and said nonchalantly, "Now I live in an apartment in Cupido Town, and I am also a native of Tokyo.
There should be no problem?"
Hattori Heiji came closer to the table and stared at Amakasu Hiroshi, "Oh? Then what were you doing when you left your seat?"
"I did leave my seat, but it was just that I suddenly didn't want to eat curry rice, so I went to the waiter and asked them to help me change my meal to ramen." Hiroshi Amakai looked at the waiter standing behind Hattori Heiji, "It's just that they
At that time, I seemed to be ordering for someone else, so I waited for a while and wasted a little time. The lady I was looking for was the short-haired lady on the right. She should still remember me, right?"
When the short-haired waitress saw the policeman looking at her, she nodded quickly and said, "Ah, yes, this gentleman found me and asked me to change my meal to ramen."
Hattori Heiji looked away from the waitress, looked at the sweat on Amakasu Hiroshi's forehead, and deliberately showed a provocative attitude, "You seem to be sweating a lot, are you afraid?"
"Who, who is scared? Don't talk nonsense!" Amakasu Hiroshi said with a dissatisfied look, "It's because the bowl of ramen I just ate was really spicy!"
"Hey, you guy," Hattori Heiji stared at half a moon, "your accent is weird..."
"Is there something wrong?" Toru Amasame shouted excitedly, "Isn't it just a common Tokyo accent?"
"There's nothing wrong with it," Hattori Heiji stared at Amakasu Hiroshi, "It just sounds very unpleasant."
Chi Feichi thought for a while and felt that it was impossible to lift the table without seeing the three people on it. In order to verify whether solving the case would allow the space to absorb a little more 'Seven Sins', he returned his left eye to normal. He opened his eye and held it with his right hand.
The desktop rises.
"Dad?" Isogai Nagisa stood up in surprise.
"It's really troublesome..." Chi Feichi murmured softly and walked to the aisle behind him. When he came to Hattori Heiji's side, he looked at Amakasu Hiroshi, then lowered his eyes at the empty ramen bowl in front of Amakasu Hiroshi, "It looks like there are a lot of them.
Salt, it’s really spicy.”
Huh?
Sera Masumi, Mouri Kogoro, Megure Jusan and others all have question marks.
Too much salt? Spicy?
After Conan was stunned, he quickly reacted.
In Tokyo, the word 'hot' refers to the spiciness caused by things like chili peppers, while in Kansai, he remembers it means... salty...
Gan Jieheng didn't realize that he was being trapped. Seeing that Chi Feichi recognized his words, he responded positively, "Yes, it's very spicy!"
Hattori Heiji didn't notice the problem, and said with a speechless face, "Then you should put less salt, really!"
"Well..." Takagi Wataru looked at the ramen on the table and reminded aloud, "If there is too much salt, it should be very salty, right?"
"Salty?" Hattori Heiji turned to look at Takagi Wataru with a puzzled look on his face.
"In Tokyo, for food with a lot of salt, what we say is...salty," Chi Feichi looked at Hattori Heiji who looked back at him and said calmly, "You Kansai people only say 'spicy'."
"Hey, wouldn't you say food with a lot of salt is too spicy?" Hattori Heiji confirmed to the others in disbelief.
Mumu Shisan nodded blankly, "Yes."
Mouri Kogoro echoed, "We all say salty, spicy refers to spiciness such as chili pepper, right?"
Mao Lilan and Conan nodded silently.
Masumi Sera thought carefully, "The Japanese I know all says 'salty'."
Andre Cameron: "..."
No need to look at him, he is no longer sure whether he can speak Japanese.
"How can food with a lot of salt not be spicy..." Hattori Heiji found it difficult to accept, scratched his head, quickly looked at Amakasu Hiroshi, and said with an unhappy face, "In other words, you are actually from Kansai.
Right?"
"Hey, wait a minute," Amazo Hiroshi quickly defended, "I just have friends who are from Kansai. I heard what they said, so I naturally learned from it!"
"Sometimes..." Chi Feichi looked at Hattori Heiji and used Amakasu Hiroshi's way of speaking, which means avoiding the modal particles in Kansai dialect and trying to use Kanto accent, but some words still have some Kansai tones, and
After being said in a straight tone, it seemed even more awkward, "Trust your intuition."
Hattori Heiji's temples twitched when he heard the tone that was neither east nor west, "Yes, yes, it is indeed... so awkward!"
Chi Feichi looked at Gan Keheng again, ignoring Gan Keheng's constipated expression, and continued to speak in that strange accent, "And judging from the placement of the towels and the position of the chopsticks next to the ramen bowl, you should be right-handed.
, before I sat down, I saw you still holding the cigarette with your right hand, why do you keep holding the cigarette with your left hand now?"
Hattori Heiji:"……"
Yes, the suspicion is correct, but can Brother Fei Chi stop speaking in that tone? He feels uncomfortable hearing it!
Gan Jieheng looked at the salt in his left hand with a gloomy expression. Due to his uneasiness, he could no longer imitate the Guandong accent. Chi Feichi made his accent even weirder, "Well, that's because..."
"Because your right hand has been touched by poison," Chi Feichi turned to look at the big man Andre Cameron standing aside, "After poisoning the deceased in the bathroom, you found that someone in the bathroom heard the noise, and the other person wanted to
Checking the situation, you hurriedly left the bathroom without washing your hands. Later, you thought that the waiter changed the ramen as a dish because as long as you spilled the ramen soup a little, you could easily get a towel, but you were wiping it with a towel.
After taking off my right hand, I was still worried about the toxin residue on my right hand, so I didn’t dare to hold the cigarette to my mouth with my right hand. As for the evidence, the toxin should be detectable on the towel you wiped your hand with..."
"Let's not talk about that for now..." Hattori Heiji couldn't bear it and shouted to Chi Feichi, "Can you stop speaking in such a weird accent? It's really uncomfortable!"
Gan Keheng also looked like he couldn't help it anymore, staring at Chi Feichi with fire-breathing eyes.
"Sorry," Chi Feichi returned to his normal tone, closed his eyes and quickly looked at the situation in the space, then quickly returned his left eye to normal, turned around and walked back to his position, "I didn't adjust at once."
He had already lifted the table to solve the case, but it turned out that the fan shape on the floor of the space was still the same, and the color change was so slow that it almost stopped, and it did not increase significantly for a long time.
From this point of view, the space's ability to absorb crimes has nothing to do with whether he can solve the case, but depends on how much the criminal himself can provide.
The speed slowed down to almost a standstill. It should be that the amount of evil that Amakasu Heng can provide to the space to absorb has reached its limit.
"Then, Mr. Amakasu Hiroshi," Takagi Wataru stepped forward, took out the evidence bag with his gloved hand, then picked up the towel on Amakasu Hiroshi's table, and said seriously, "We want to conduct detailed inspection of the towel on your table.
The test should be fine, right?"
Gan Zeheng was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head slumpedly, "No, no need, it's really me..."
In front of the evidence, Ama Kasei Hiroshi also returned to his Kansai accent and honestly explained his motive for the murder - because his friend found out that he poisoned the president of the company, so he killed his friend to silence him.
…
Opposite the family restaurant, a white car parked quietly on the roadside.
James Blake of the FBI was sitting in the driver's seat. He turned around and saw that after the police led people out, customers were leaving the store one after another. He saw the tall figure of Andre Cameron in the crowd, "It seems that the incident
It’s solved.”
"Yeah," said Judy from the passenger seat next to her, "with so many detectives here, it's hard for the incident not to be solved, right?"
"Especially Mr. Chi, who you say is comparable to Sherlock Holmes..." James Blake looked at Judy's hat, sunglasses and scarf, and finally couldn't help it anymore, "But Judy, are you too nervous?"
After reading the email from Cameron, you went to the store to buy these things and put them all on..."
Judy's eyes under her sunglasses were filled with resentment. She glanced at Andre Cameron who was walking towards the car. Then she turned and looked at the group of people behind the glass window of the family restaurant. "I can't help it. If only
It didn't matter that Mr. Chi, Xiaolan and the others were there, but Miss Isogai was also there. She always asked me to go out to play before, and I had no choice but to move to avoid arousing her suspicion. In order to avoid her, I
I lied that I was traveling abroad, dressed up in disguise every day when I came home, left early and came back late, and I was always worried that I would meet her in the elevator or the parking lot. If she found me here, she would ask me when I came back.
Ask me if I want to go somewhere else to play tomorrow..."
James Blake thought of the time when Judy was pestered by Isogai Nagisa to travel around Tokyo, and he felt a little sympathetic to Judy, "Thank you for your hard work, but it's not too bad to be able to travel around Tokyo. Next, you can
If there is an urgent need to return to the United States, etc., then it should be no problem to cancel the lease.”
Judy thought about getting rid of Isogai Nagisa's entanglement, and she became more energetic. When she saw Andre Cameron coming to the car window, he lowered the window and said hello, "Cameron, is the case solved?"
"Yes, the criminal poisoned a president to make money. Before the truth was revealed to his friend, he called his friend to the bathroom and killed him. That seems to be the truth," said Andre Cameron, standing next to the car.
, turned to look at the figure behind the window of the family restaurant, "Mr. Chi is really good. He always sees the key immediately. If it weren't for his poor condition, the case would probably be solved not long after the police arrived."
Alright."
"I've said it before, his reasoning ability and observation ability are comparable to Sherlock Holmes, he is a terrifyingly smart guy," Judy smiled, proud of herself for having provided accurate information, and asked curiously,
"But you said he's not in good condition, so what's going on?"