Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

"Mr. Nan, Auntie looks very young. Has she entered high school this year?"

"Your tone reminds me of Yuuji, who told Kaori the same thing after he woke up at our house."

Nan Hezhen sighed helplessly, knocked on the door of the tea room while his wife snickered, and then asked in a low voice: "Father, I brought them here."

"Understood, wait for me."

An old hand held the door and slowly opened it, revealing the serious face of the old man inside. He was leaning on a cane. When he saw Ayanokouji, he crossed over, briefly glanced at Hattori Heiji, and stopped at Conan's face. .

"You look...interesting."

The old man pushed his son away and placed the crutch in front of Officer Ayanokouji. After he took it, he put his hands on Conan's face and touched his facial bones.

"Almost exactly the same as Yuji. Are you his brother?"

Nan Zhengzong's white eyebrows jumped, and with the help of his son, he stood up again and motioned for several people to enter the tea room.

There was a man in a suit in the tea room. He was holding a signed copy of Edogawa III. He showed admiration when he saw Hattori Heiji, and was happy with Conan dressed up by Edogawa III.

"I'm sorry, my descendants have to come to visit no matter what." Minami Masamune watched his son pour tea for Ayanokouji and the three of them and asked them to sit aside, and then asked: "What are you doing here?"

After reciting the three people's reasoning, Conan found that the man's expression had changed from calm at the beginning to serious. He raised his head and looked at Minami Masamune.

"I think this matter is very important. If such a criminal has not been arrested, it will cause the people to question the government and the police, and it will also bring instability to society."

"In that case, I'm going to make a call." Nan Zhengzong stood up holding the tea table, asked his son to stay to greet the guests, and then left.

"You are Hattori Heiji, right? I know you are a famous high school detective in Kansai." The man picked up the tea bowl and took a sip: "Is there a university you want to study in now?"

"Not yet, but I don't care. Detective reasoning is still interesting." Hattori Heiji found Conan who had been deep in thought and nudged him with his elbow curiously.

"what are you thinking about?"

"No...I just think he looks a bit familiar..."

[Where on earth have you seen him?It’s unlikely if you’re with your uncle...]

"Speaking of which, I'm very curious about this boy named Kudo Yuji." The man closed the comic in his hand: "Mr. Nan seems to have great hopes for him."

"Although my father is usually a bit fierce and unkind, he unexpectedly got along with that boy." Kazuma knelt down on the tatami and asked, "Sir, are you also very interested in his comics?"

"Well, because my son likes it, I will accompany him occasionally." The man saw the figure of the old man outside the house and smiled: "It seems that you will continue to investigate the case."

"The Kyoto Police Headquarters are waiting for you, but Ayanokouji-kun, why haven't you been promoted yet? Do you need to come to me for such a trivial matter?"

Minami Masamune pointed at Ayanokouji Fumimaro with his crutch, and took out a framed Japanese painting from behind and handed it to Hattori Heiji: "Bring it to your father when you go back. My painting is not as good as this brat's. Damn, what’s so good about oil painting?”

[This old man... is surprisingly cute...] x2
After the three people said goodbye and left, Nan Zhengzong sat down and stared at his son with doubtful eyes: "I am cruel and inhumane?" "No... this... I made a mistake..."

"Then I have to say goodbye." The man stood up holding the tea table, bowed slightly and put the comics back on the bookshelf in the tea room: "The Zoo and Aquarium Association is having a meeting today."

"Please walk slowly, Mr. Fumihito."

When they came to the police headquarters, the three of them searched for records about earthquakes and fires with permission. When they saw a record of a hotel fire accident on Chinese Valentine's Day two years ago that resulted in the death of a female guest, Conan stared at the record and poked. He poked Hattori Heiji and Officer Ayanokouji.

"Sure enough! These record subjects are the victims of this serial murder case."

Hattori Heiji excitedly took the transcript, read it carefully and frowned: "Nanako Motori was the victim of the fire accident. Because the elevator was overloaded, she was unable to escape from the hotel in time, and died in the fire."

"Her boyfriend Mizutani Kosuke seemed to have gone to the house of a college classmate who worked in Kyoto and narrowly escaped."

Officer Ayanokouji moved next to Hattori Heiji, and the chipmunk also got out of his pocket, staring at the words on the transcript with curiosity. Only the short Conan could not see anything and could only listen to their retelling.

"This Mizutani may be the murderer of these six people." Hattori Heiji put his hat on: "From the records, their room is on the highest floor of the hotel. Every time the hotel elevator is not used for a long time, it will return to the highest floor to wait. , it is impossible to be unable to take the elevator, the only explanation is..."

"Because the elevator is limited to seven people, and deceased No. 3 was severely obese, so in order to avoid overloading, someone who got on the elevator later pushed Miss Nanako out, right?"

Conan immediately remembered the mahjong tiles that were around the six deceased people: "The seven mahjong tiles refer to the positions of the seven people in the elevator. The top one is Nanako Honami who was pushed out."

[No, I still feel a little strange. Is the one at the top really Nanako Honami? 】

"At least there is good news now, that is, the murderer does not plan to continue killing people." Hattori Heiji looked at Mizutani's photo on the transcript: "Don't be so anxious, let's go to Honami's house and Mizutani's friend's house to ask. "

"Ah... um."

.........

"Is lunch not to your liking?"

Looking at the table of tofu meals in front of him, Fujiwara Kojiro picked up the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and shook his head: "No, I'm just surprised that a few pieces of tofu can make so many dishes. Your skills are great."

"Because every day my father..."

Sayuri Matsumoto, who was originally happy because of Fujiwara's praise, thought of her missing father, and the smile on her face disappeared again, turning into a frown.

"I think the key to finding your father is this case." Fujiwara Kojiro ate the food in his mouth: "As long as the murderer can be found, your father can be rescued."

"But, even with so many police officers and Maori detectives, can we alone deduce the identity of the murderer?"

Sayuri Matsumoto wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes with the back of her hand. In her impression, Kogoro Mori was definitely one of the best detectives in Tokyo. But when she went to deliver food in the morning, she found that these Japanese masters of solving crimes had no idea. At this moment, she Not without frustration.

"Don't be discouraged, as long as you do it, you will definitely succeed." Fujiwara Kojiro thought of Belmod's mission and Matsumoto Sayuri's judgment of his father, and deduced the true identity of Matsumoto Kiyonaga. (End of chapter)