After receiving the commission letter from Nakamura Sadao, on the way here, Mouri Kogoro kept arguing with his daughter whether the client was a male or a female.
Because of the words used in the letter and the faint fragrance on the paper, Mouri Kogoro always believed that this was a lonely talented woman in her early twenties.
Until he took a look at the window of the villa just now, his dream... was shattered.
"Uncle, what's wrong?"
Mouri Kogoro stared at the attic window for too long, and his expression was very indescribable. Conan, who got out of the car, glanced at him and looked over there, but only saw a closed window.
Mouri Kogoro sighed haggardly: "Xiaolan is right, the client is really a man, the guy he met at Shanni Temple before..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, punched his palm with a fist, and instantly became energetic again: "However, the letter may also be written by the beautiful lady who traveled with him before!"
Adding "Shanni Temple" and "Beautiful Lady Accompanying" together, Conan instantly knew who Mouri Kogoro was referring to. His expression became solemn.
In the eyes of Mouri Kogoro and Maori Lan, the mute is just a reporter who is good at reasoning. The biggest stain is that he does not take notes and sneaks away in advance... But from Conan's perspective, he is a completely dangerous person.
On the night when the old monk died, the mute appeared outside the door of the old monk's room and stunned the innocent child without any explanation. In the subsequent case of the counterfeit money gang, he was highly suspected of being the sniper gunman hiding on the rooftop.
How could such a person take the initiative to invite detectives to his home to help solve the case?
Or is it that this is not his home at all, he just occupies this house?
The letter sent by Nakamura Sad indeed mentioned that she felt like someone was peeping around the house - yes, "she". For some reason, Conan firmly believed that the person who sent the letter was a woman.
Seeing that Maori Kogoro and Maori Lan were already walking towards the villa, Conan hurriedly followed and at the same time secretly turned on the anesthesia watch.
He began to think about his next actions.
If the mute is really occupying the magpie's nest, then the arrival of the three of them in the villa must be an accident for him, and he will definitely not open the door easily.
In that case, even if it is a false alarm, the police must be called as soon as possible using the identity of Kudo Shinichi to rescue Nakamura Sad who may have suffered an accident.
Once a mute who illegally breaks into a house and kidnaps others is caught on the spot, he will not have to painstakingly search for evidence of his crime.
And if it's the former - the person who sent the letter is the mute himself, or his relatives and friends... until you find concrete evidence, it's best not to alert the enemy.
Under Conan's gaze, the doorbell rang for a while.
Just as he looked down at the address on the letter, preparing to memorize it and repeat it to the police later, the door lock clicked and someone opened the door from the inside.
"Haha, long time no see, it's you after all!" Mouri Kogoro glanced at Shiraishi through the crack in the door, then looked past him expectantly and looked into the house:
"Leave the puzzle to me, Kogoro Mouri! Even though my detective agency is not famous, I have also solved several unsolved cases!"
"..." No matter how loud you shout, only I can hear it in the house.
Shiraishi was speechless for a moment and gestured politely: The puzzle has been solved, no help is needed.
Conan read his sign language, but refused to translate it honestly.
He looked at Shiraishi's waist and pockets, and it didn't look like he was hiding a gun, so he secretly opened his anesthesia watch and decided to fire it as soon as he saw Shiraishi stretching his hand behind his back, while dragging out a childish voice that didn't deserve a beating:
"Uncle, last time I saw you holding a sniper rifle and aiming at others... You can't be a bad person, right?"
"Sniper rifle!?" Mouri Kogoro was stunned.
Shiraishi looked down at Conan and picked up the phone in his hand.
He first turned off the signal and network of his mobile phone to prevent sudden news from the black organization. Then he opened the memo, typed a few words, and turned the screen to show it to Kogoro Mori and Ran Mori.
"It's a telephoto camera..." Mouri Kogoro's vigilance turned into silence, and he punched Conan on the head. "You kid, you are so ignorant. Don't think you think it's a gun when you see the long black cylinder!"
When Conan was feeling dizzy, Mouri Kogoro retracted his hand with a snort, and then extended his hand towards Shiraishi, as if he wanted to shake hands.
Shiraishi glanced down, politely took off his gloves and shook his hand.
Mouri Kogoro took a sneak peek and saw that there was not even a pen cocoon on that hand, not to mention a gun cocoon. It was as smooth as the hand of an otaku or a rich young master... This boy Conan is really talking nonsense.
Conan covered his head and slowly regained his composure.
He also knew that the talk about the sniper rifle was unfounded, but fortunately, he had other evidence.
Conan took out the envelope and handed it to Mouri Kogoro. Although this uncle has been in a state of confusion for a long time, he occasionally has wisdom, as long as he is guided enough...
Conan dragged his childish voice and pointed to the back of the stamp: "But there is a lipstick mark here. It must have been accidentally stained when the stamp was wet, uncle..." He turned to look at Shiraishi, pushed up his glasses, and revealed his sharp look.
With a smile, "Do you have the habit of wearing lipstick?"
"..." Why would someone paint stamps with saliva... Shiraishi sighed inwardly.
He silently deleted the text he had just written and typed it again on his mobile phone: [The letter was sent by my sister]
"So that's it." Mouri Kogoro thought of Momiji, but he couldn't remember Momiji's name clearly, and he didn't even remember whether she told him the name - he had flirted with too many beautiful women.
However, he did remember that Shiraishi and Hongye ran away without taking notes, which was a bit suspicious...
"After all, it was Miss Nakamura who invited me here, why not ask her to come out and talk to me?" Mouri Kogoro was shameless and refused to leave, insisting on meeting the person who wrote the letter.
[She went out shopping and won't be back for another hour or two] Shiraishi is now proficient in using Jiugongge. [If you don't mind waiting, then come in and sit for a while]
"Ah haha, thank you so much!" Seeing that he agreed so readily, Mouri Kogoro breathed a sigh of relief. He must have been with Conan, this stupid boy, for a long time, and he also contracted the bad habit of being suspicious.
Shiraishi watched the three people walk into the living room, and was not too surprised by this result.
As he closed the door, he lowered his head and glanced at the screen. There was a red "narcotic" buff hanging under the body's health bar, and there were more than ten minutes left.
When the time is up, he will be able to return to his true form with peace of mind.
It’s boring to think about waiting alone in a suburban villa until night without a smartphone to play with.
Just now, a tool man has arrived at the door, and there are also poker cards and board games in the room. When the main body wakes up, I can take Maori and his daughter to play a few rounds of poker...
Under the questioning of the two detectives and the curious eyes of Mao Lilan, Shiraishi introduced a little bit of past information.
Of course, he completely concealed the thieves group and did not give any solution to the puzzle.
Although Shiraishi said that they didn't need their help to solve the puzzle, there were many types of crafts in the villa. After working on it for a while, the three of them couldn't stop looking around.
Conan walked around the first floor and found that except for one bedroom door which was locked, other places could be entered.
He put his ear to the door and listened for a while, but didn't hear anything strange. He could only remember the location of the room firmly.
Then he took advantage of Shiraishi not paying attention and went to the second floor.
He remembered that when Kogoro Mouri got off the car, he was looking at the attic window - since the mute had just left there, there might be clues hidden in that room.
Shiraishi leaned against the door, glanced at Conan's sneaking back, then looked at the Maori father and daughter in the room, who were praising the clocks on the wall, and silently took out an anesthetic needle.
Conan's habit of acting alone is really worthy of praise.
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Conan doesn't know if the mystery in the villa has really been solved, but now he is more worried about the original owner of the room than solving the mystery.