Chapter 166 What a coincidence, why is it you again
There was a study room on the second floor near the stairs. Shiraishi put Conan on the carpet there and stuffed a magazine into his arms.
Returning to the room at the end, Shiraishi lowered his head and saw the fox lying on the ground pretending to be dead.
He walked closer and poked the piece of fox cake, and saw it turning over and getting up, holding the pen as if thinking hard, and then stood up.
He walked to the door, locked the door here again, turned into the form of a cat and waited for a while, paying attention to the movement on the first floor.
Afterwards, with a few seconds left of the anesthesia buff, Shiraishi released his form and returned to his body.
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Kogoro Mouri and Ran Mouri were fascinated by the dazzling array of clocks. When they finished admiring the handicrafts on the four walls and wanted to express their shock to the owner of the house, they turned around and found that the "owner" was missing.
When I looked closer, Conan was gone too.
The nervous father and daughter looked at each other and realized that the other party did not know where the person was. They shouted several times, but did not hear Conan's reply and did not see the owner of the house come out.
They slowly realized something was wrong.
At this time, normal people would give priority to the fact that the "missing person" might have gone out to play in the yard or left the house temporarily for other reasons.
But after all, the Maori father and his daughter had experienced great storms. The two looked at each other again, feeling something bad in their hearts.
They started from the first floor and searched room by room. When they came to the bedroom near the stairs, Mao Lilan wanted to push the door in like before, but failed.
This door is locked.
"Conan? Are you in there?" After Mao Lilan called him, she wanted to call the silent house owner again. She forgot to ask the other person's name, but he said that the letter was written by his sister, so his surname should also be Nakamura.
Well, "Mr. Nakamura? Is there anyone there?"
When Mouri Kogoro heard the noise, he came over and knocked a few times.
As we all know, in this world, locked doors are very dangerous, and various corpses or dying victims often appear behind the doors.
Still unable to get a response, Mouri Kogoro's face gradually became serious. He asked his daughter to stand further away and was about to hit the door. Just as he was lucky enough, the door lock clicked and someone opened it from the inside.
Mao Lilan turned her head and looked dumbfounded - she never expected that her downstairs neighbor would be standing behind the door yawning as if awake.
The neighbor looked at them blankly for a while, raised his hand to smooth out his messed up hair, and asked in confusion: "Why are you here?"
"This should be our line!"
Mouri Kogoro pulled Shiraishi out from the crack in the door, walked into the room vigilantly, and checked around.
Fortunately, the room was clean and tidy, there were no corpses, and there were no uninvited guests hiding in the room. The door should have been locked by Shiraishi himself, not some criminal who slipped in.
Huh? Wait.
Speaking of uninvited guests…
Mouri Kogoro walked out of the bedroom and looked at Shiraishi, who was definitely not named "Nakamura". Together with Mouri Lan, the three of them looked at each other in confusion for a while.
After a while, they realized that Shiraishi seemed to be the most confused among the three, and Mouri Kogoro and Maori Ran began to explain the situation to him.
After Shiraishi listened carefully, he pressed his eyebrows solemnly and explained his experience today in a candid manner:
"I don't know anyone who likes to wear masks. I am here today because my mother's friend asked me to help take care of his daughter.
"But when I came here, Miss Nakamura seemed to have already gone out - her father said that she either didn't go out for a month, and once she went out, she would go shopping until dark and buy enough supplies for a month before coming back.
"No one answered the door when I knocked on the door, so I followed Uncle Nakamura's instructions and found the spare key and came in to wait. But after waiting for a while, I suddenly felt sleepy, and I was worried about sleeping in the living room of a suburban villa - I heard that this would attract passers-by.
The gangsters broke into the house and robbed it, so they temporarily occupied the bedroom."
After hearing this, Mouri Kogoro said with some understanding: "No wonder...Miss Nakamura moves so regularly and lives alone. It is indeed easy to attract thieves. In her letter, she did say that she felt someone was peeping around, so she must be here.
A squatting little thief.
"This little girl really doesn't pay attention to precautions. Fortunately, we came over suddenly and scared the thief away."
At this time, thinking of the mute who suddenly slipped away, Mouri Kogoro finally had some doubts about his identity as a "journalist".
If you think about it carefully, people who hold microphones and cameras all the time and are on the front line of interviews really can't have such clean hands.
His previous record of evading the police station was probably due to the thief's fear of the authorities?
I just don’t know, is he an unskilled thief who breaks into a house, or is he... also eyeing the treasure here?
Such a big thing happened at home, but the owner of the house still went shopping in a arrogant manner.
Mouri Kogoro once again realized the unreliability of contemporary young people. He said to Shiraishi: "Call her and ask her to come back quickly to see what is missing. Otherwise, you won't know what to fill in when reporting lost property."
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Shiraishi sighed helplessly: "She doesn't like to use mobile phones, she only has a landline."
"..." Mouri Kogoro rolled out his dead eyes and sighed.
After a moment of relative silence, Shiraishi said that he wanted to read the letter and seemed to be very interested in the mystery of the treasure in the house.
Mouri Kogoro originally wanted to say, "Hasn't the mystery been solved?", but suddenly he remembered that the mute must have made it up to deceive them, so he did not refuse and handed the letter over.
When he visited the clock just now, he also tried hard to find clues, but he had no clue about the mystery.
The neighbor seems to be very good at reasoning, and the tool man who comes to the door is not in vain...
When the two exchanged information, Mao Lilan habitually entered the caretaking mode and planned to pour some water for them.
While counting the cups, she was suddenly startled, feeling as if she had forgotten something.
After frowning and thinking carefully for a moment, Mao Lilan turned pale and turned around: "Where is Conan!?"
"...!" Mouri Kogoro just remembered this.
I started looking for someone again.
This time, they successfully found Conan in the study room on the second floor, holding a magazine and sleeping soundly.
Mao Lilan breathed a sigh of relief, put him in the bedroom on the first floor, and then returned to the living room.
After all, this is not their own home, and the owner who just allowed them to look around was confirmed by Shiraishi to be the fake owner. Now, without Conan taking the lead, the two of them are too embarrassed to run around anymore.
Shiraishi took the letter and walked around the living room and the next room several times. He recalled the old man's words, read the guide and solved the puzzle perfectly.
I don't know whether the case had a natural appeal to the Maori father and daughter, or whether they felt it was too unsafe to leave Shiraishi here, so neither of them left.
At noon, after experiencing the fright of the clocks chiming together, several people used the microwave oven to heat the bento that Shiraishi had brought over, originally intended to be used to feed Nakamura Sada.