"The murderer?" Uncle Maori dragged his chin and acted stupidly, "...but, why do I feel that this line of numbers seems to have been pressed randomly?"
After Uncle Maori finished speaking, Sanada Kazuzo next to him added: "... This... In fact, the police have also found this line of numbers on the phone. However, they also said that this line of numbers has no meaning, saying that it may be
Wen Nai clicked it out by fooling around..."
Conan looked at the notebook in his hand, and then at the phone in front of him. An idea flashed across his face, and a smile appeared on his lips:
"...Uncle Mouri, Mr. Sanada, this line of numbers is not pressed randomly, but has a specific meaning... In fact, if we regard this line of numbers as a puzzle, as long as we master the method of decryption
, everything will naturally come to light..."
Conan's little devil's attitude was so stinky that even Uncle Maori felt a little unhappy, especially Uncle Maori. He hit Conan on the head with his fist and said, "Little devil! Don't just imitate what adults say!"
Conan said "Ouch" and covered his head with tears in his eyes - Damn it! This good-for-nothing Uncle Maori beats up Conan-kun when he has nothing to do...
Koshizui Nanatsuki felt a little more comfortable, then turned to look at Xiaolan's darkened face with interest, smiled and tricked Conan: "...is there a way to decrypt it? Conan, since you said so, then
You must have discovered something, right?"
"Ah..." As soon as Conan and Koshimi Nanatsuki's eyes came into contact, his heart suddenly became weak. The stinky look just now disappeared instantly, replaced by a cute face, scratching his head and narrowing his eyes and smiling, "...that,
I don't know if it's right... However, if the '*' key in this row of numbers is used as a separator, and then the independent numbers are connected according to the position of the numbers on the phone, it seems that some specific pattern will be formed.
Woolen cloth……"
"Oh! So that's it!" Koshimizu Nanatsuki, who had also solved the puzzle before, looked like he suddenly realized it. Then he stroked Conan's dog's head and continued to set the trap, "...Conan, you are really awesome! Me and
Neither Detective Maori nor the two detectives discovered this, but you discovered it!"
"Hey...hey...hey..." Conan felt more and more uncomfortable. He turned to look at Xiaolan, only to find that Xiaolan's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot!
Moreover, Xiaolan's look...could it be...
Conan looked at Koshikoshi Nanatsuki and then at Xiaolan, and he felt more and more uncomfortable. At this time, Uncle Maori had already begun to decipher the code according to the method Conan said: "...according to the kid, the first one'*
The number in front of the key is, if these numbers are connected in order on the keyboard, it will be the 'D' in English numbers..."
"Wow! Uncle Maori is so awesome! It turns out that the pattern is pronounced 'D'! I didn't even know!" Conan kid took the opportunity to change the subject and cheered, as if Uncle Maori had solved a world-class puzzle.
"Haha, where is it..." Uncle Maori smiled modestly, and then suddenly felt that something was not quite right——
Wait! What’s so great about knowing the letter “D”? Is this kid trying to trick him on purpose?
Uncle Maori looked at Conan unhappily. For a moment, Conan felt like he was "embattled on all sides"...
At the same time, Xiaolan gritted her teeth and felt anger burning in her heart - is there any use in pretending to be stupid at this time?!
Wake up! Stupid Shinichi!
…
In the living room.
Momochi Yunobu bowed and saluted Shu Yunwen and others: "I'm sorry, everyone. Because Fumino said that she is the teacher's daughter, she should have the right to know everything, so I..."
Nine-nine-seven Hui waved her hands and hugged Fumino, who was crying bitterly: "No need to apologize, Baiji, it's like this now..."
"I'm really sorry!" Momochi Yunobu bowed down and apologized again.
Shu Yunwen pouted, and then looked at Jiujiu Qihui and Miyoshi Asako: "Mrs. Jiujiu, as agreed, I have found out the real cause of your husband's death. Facts have proved that he was not killed by an evil spirit.
So you also need to publicly apologize to our firm and restore the reputation of our firm..."
"Okay, Lord Yunwen, I will do as you say." Jiujiu Qihui nodded.
"As for how to deal with the murderer Miyoshi Mazi..." Shu Yunwen turned his eyes to Miyoshi Mazi, "...you decide for yourself."
Miyoshi Asako immediately said: "...Don't worry, I will surrender to the police station later..."
Shu Yunwen nodded and did not express an opinion. Jiujiu Qihui turned to look at Shu Yunwen and said: "... Mr. Yunwen, I apologize for my previous behavior. In addition, please help me and let my husband
Yuanyasu can become a Buddha and ascend to heaven..."
"Are you a Buddha?" Shu Yunwen glanced at Jiujiu Yuankang, "...you don't have to worry about this. Mr. Jiujiu will leave this world in one day at most."
"Really? That, that's really great..." Nine Nine Seven Hui cried again.
In the eyes of the Japanese, it is a very painful thing that a person cannot ascend to heaven and become a Buddha after death.
When Fumino heard this, he shouted loudly: "Daddy is leaving? I don't want dad to leave! I don't want dad to leave!"
"Good boy Fumino, don't be ridiculous." Kujiu Qihui's tone was a bit stern.
"...But, dad said he wanted to celebrate my birthday with me. Tomorrow is my birthday..." Fumino cried.
At this time, the soul of Ninety-nine Yuankang floated in front of Fumino, with a kind expression on his face, and gestured to Fumino. Wen Nai blinked and did not understand what Ninety-nine Yuankang meant, so Shu Yunwen could only translate for him: "Mr. Yuankang said
, he will still be there tomorrow, deliberately celebrating Fumino’s birthday with him..."
"Really? That's great!" Fumino smiled happily.
Shu Yunwen looked at Fumino's appearance, then looked helplessly at Nine Nine Seven Megumi: "...what, please allow me to remind you. Mr. Motoyasu can only stay for one day at most. However, I estimate that he may leave at noon tomorrow.
.So, if you really plan to celebrate your birthday together, you’d better make arrangements as soon as possible..."
Judging from the condition of Jiujiu Yuankang's soul and body at the moment, if it's a cloudy day tomorrow, it's okay, but if it's a sunny day, the sun is strong and the yang energy is sufficient, he probably won't be able to survive noon.
"...Furthermore, you have been opened [Ghost Eyes] by me now, and you can only last for an hour at most. After an hour, you will not be able to see Mr. Motoyasu at all."
"What?" Jiujiu Qihui was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then knelt on the ground and begged, "Master Yunwen, please help us..."
"Uh..." Shu Yunwen turned to look at the pitiful Fumino, rolled his eyes, then took out the Ghost Eye Talisman from his body and handed it to Jiujiu Qihui, "This is the [Ghost Eye Talisman], just hold it
Then you can see the soul, and I will lend it to you first..."
Ninety-nine-seven Hui happily took the Ghost Eye Talisman and thanked her: "Thank you, Lord Yunwen."
Wen Nai was confused, but she also thanked Shu Yunwen: "Thank you, handsome brother, you are such a good person!"
"Uh..." Shu Yunwen had a black line on his head——
Please! Even if you are a cute little lolita, you can’t randomly send good guy cards~
…
In the basement, in front of the desk with the phone.
Uncle Maori stared at the phone and said: "In this way, the code message left by Mr. Kujiyuanyasu is 'D', 'C', 'マ', 'コ', 'マコ'... Mazi?"