In fact, Conan had already guessed the identity of the two people in the basement through the self-exposed behavior of the man in black skirt and the photos found upstairs.
It is exactly the mother and son in the photo except the male host.
Although the mother and son look very much alike, especially their iconic pointed noses, their appearance has certainly changed in the past five years.
But the son in the group photo has a mole under his eyelids.
The person in black dress in front of me has no moles on her face, so she must be the mother.
And the one lying on the bed with his back to the iron railing, named "Akio", can only be the son.
Next, Conan continued to talk.
For example, in a house where no one has lived for five years, running water is flowing from the bathroom faucet; there is a wooden door on the side wall of the bungalow that is obviously older than the wall.
After these findings were told, Conan slowly expressed his conclusion.
"At first, I just felt there was something strange here."
"But from your conversation just now, I have completely solved all the mysteries here."
"Generally speaking, there are only two possibilities for this situation. One is..."
Conan confidently put one hand in his pocket and stretched out two fingers on the other hand.
"And the other situation is that the one who killed the master is the son who was imprisoned by you!"
Conan pointed his index finger at the back of the cell.
The figure from behind seemed to have heard Conan's voice and reacted, moving his body slowly.
At this time, the man in black dress holding a sharp knife became even more excited, roaring in his throat: "Who are you!"
"My name is Edogawa Conan, and I am a detective."
Conan calmly revealed his identity, and just as he was about to continue admonishing, the man in the black dress's emotions developed in an even more uncontrollable direction.
"Detective, detective..."
"Hmph, hum——"
A cold snort came from the bottom of his throat, and the sharp knife in his hand flashed with a cold light.
Suddenly, the body of the man in black skirt rushed towards Conan, and at the same time he shouted hysterically: "Go to hell!"
Conan's pupils dilated. He had already expected that the man in the black skirt might resist, so he quickly squatted down and adjusted the knob on the foot strength-enhancing shoes.
But as soon as the knob was adjusted to the correct position and colorful arcs flashed on the shoe in an unscientific way, the man in black skirt had already rushed in front of Conan.
A strong hand directly grabbed Conan's throat and pressed the small body to the wall.
...please bean mommy!
Conan was extremely surprised in his heart.
Because according to my own imagination, it should be no matter how close the other party is to me or how urgent the situation is.
You have enough time to turn on the switch of the foot strength-enhancing shoes, and then kick out something completely, hitting the opponent's neck and above directly, knocking the opponent unconscious.
But why?
this time...
Conan's consciousness began to blur.
But between his slightly narrowed eyelids, he could already see the sharp knife in the hand of the man in black skirt about to swing down on him.
And out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ayumi who was so frightened that her legs collapsed.
Ayumi...
Run quickly...
...
Qin Zhibo, who was hiding in the iron cabinet, listened carefully to all of Conan's reasoning.
To be honest, Qin Zhibo didn't expect that a "house inspection" casually entrusted by Matsumoto Ryohei would have such an "explosive" background story.
But this time Qin Zhibo was not as surprised as before.
After all, with his previous experience, Qin Zhibo was already prepared for daily events to become less routine.
But just when Qin Zhibo was silently watching what Conan was going to do next after finishing his reasoning, a dazzling colorful light suddenly flashed in Qin Zhibo's eyes.
When Qin Zhibo regained his sight, Conan had already been pressed against the wall and rubbed.
this...
Although it was another opportunity, this time Qin Zhibo did not have the idea of watching Conan die and then prepare to investigate the body himself.
People still need to be saved, but methods must be paid attention to.
If he came out of the closet directly at this time (pushed open the closet door and walked out), Conan would most likely be held hostage and become a hostage.
So it's best to prevent the person in the black dress from reacting.
So Qin Zhibo used the flash gun from his system item list.
No need to aim particularly accurately, Qin Zhibo fired directly through the iron cabinet door in the direction of Conan and the man in black skirt.
Three bullets passed through the cabinet door without any damage and scattered into the brains of Conan and the man in the black dress.
Q1: Was the gas turned off this morning?
Man in Black Dress: In order not to be discovered, in addition to eating cold food, I usually eat lunches from convenience stores. When did you turn on the gas?
Q2: Did you lock the door when you went out today?
Man in Black Dress: I forgot to lock the door when I came back, so a few "rats" came in...
Q3: Is the child my own?
Conan:?
...
Three questions were being forced through the process, and the door of the metal cabinet was suddenly kicked open.
Boom!
The man in black skirt could not react, so Qin Zhibo stepped forward and threw the man in black skirt away and rescued Conan.
Conan rubbed his neck with both hands, and when his eyes could see clearly, he finally saw Qin Zhibo.
Conan: "?"
Conan's eyes widened and he looked surprised. He really couldn't understand why he met Qin Zhibo in the basement of such a haunted house.
But when his eyes turned to the open metal cabinet next to him, Conan understood instantly.
This Qin Zhibo was actually hiding in the cabinet before he came!
No wonder I couldn't open the metal cabinet door just now.
It turns out there is someone in the cabinet...
I should be in the closet!
Conan didn't have time to ask why Qin Zhibo appeared here, because the man in black skirt had slowly stood up.
With a backer, Conan now has a lot more confidence.
"The sin of murder is too serious. The strange noise coming from the house must be the sound of your son sighing."
"So...surrender!"
Conan glanced at his "son" in the cell and felt a little disappointed.
Because judging from what the man in black skirt said just now, his son should be locked up here because he feels guilty and wants to surrender.
Then when his life was in danger just now, his son, whose conscience has not yet been extinguished, should have stepped forward to stop him.
But from beginning to end, the son lay on the bed like nothing happened, completely ignoring what was going on outside the cell.
Could it be that I have been locked up for too long and have a mental problem?
After all, being locked up in such a dark basement is actually more difficult than going to jail.
In prison in Japan, you are given a single room, three meals a day, a hot bath, and a birthday cake.
Although freedom is very restricted, staying in a basement like this is almost the same thing.
Conan was thinking about how to introduce the benefits of Japanese prisons to the mother and son, and try to get them to surrender to the police station.
If that doesn't work, let Qin Zhibo use force to catch them...
Qin Zhibo, who was next to him, looked at the man in black skirt in front of him with some surprise.
Because in Qin Zhibo’s vision, the identity information of the man in black skirt is as follows: