Conan's self-cultivation of fake wine

Solving the case was easier than expected.

Perhaps the cleaning in luxury hotels is more meticulous. Whenever a tenant checks out, they not only replace and replenish basic daily necessities, but also carefully wipe the door handles inside and outside the room.

In other words, the police easily extracted Takehiko Kunibu's fingerprints from the door handle.

As for the drinks in the refrigerator mentioned by Hibiki Eri, his fingerprints were on every can.

The fingerprints on the door handle could be explained somewhat, but the fingerprints on the drink were totally unexplainable.

This discovery greatly excited Yokomizo, who dragged Kunibu Takehiko out of the room overnight, asked for a conference room from the hotel, and began a surprise interrogation.

Seeing that the evidence was conclusive, Kunibe Takehiko did not continue to resist and explained his motives for murder and methods of crime clearly.

Although Kunibu Akiho yelled at him to get out on the phone, Kunibu Takehiko rang the doorbell of Kisaki Eri's room at 10 o'clock in the evening out of the desire to not cause trouble for others, wanting to take his wife back.

But this time the negotiations were as unpleasant as ever.

And I don’t know if Kunibu Akiho really drank too much to get her brain damaged, she actually said what was in her heart.

[I married you just for your money. Now I am looking forward to your death so that I can inherit your estate.]

Everything else was fine, but when these words came out, Kunibu Takehiko couldn't stand it anymore.

He picked up the ashtray and smashed it into the back of Kunibu Akiho's head. The effect was quite outstanding, and the critical hit took Kunibu Akiho away on the spot.

After calming down, he realized that he might have done something stupid.

Looking at his wife who had already become erect, Kunibu Takehiko suddenly came up with a plan.

He swapped the murder weapon ashtray with the ashtray in his room. The configuration of each room is the same anyway. You can't tell the difference with the naked eye.

What followed was the crime process deduced by Eri Kisaki and the others.

The only difference was that this guy did not choose to move the body. He chose to carry the bed just as Officer Yokomizo said.

As for the reason, it was - "It would take two people to lift this bed, and this would reduce my suspicion."

Officer Yokomizo smiled back. He had thought so before, but now his face was completely swollen.

Of course, Kunibu Jianyan did not use brute force to lift the bed like Lu Ren and the others did. He used some small tools...

"So you're saying that he put a toy car under the foot of each bed, like a hospital bed, and wheeled it away?"

"Yes."

It was the next morning. After staying up all night, Heng Gou was sitting in the restaurant, eating breakfast and explaining the details of the case to Lu Ren and the others who had just woken up.

When the case reached the fingerprint check last night, considering that it was a delicate job that would take a lot of time, Lu Ren and the others went to bed first.

Anyway, there are only two possible situations.

If the fingerprint is found and matched successfully, the case is solved. If the fingerprint is not found or the match is unsuccessful, then there is no point in continuing to endure.

In conclusion, it's time to rest. Let the police take care of the rest of the night.

Fortunately, the result was good and the case was solved in one go.

"Okay, I have to go back to the police station and continue working." Yokomizo finished the last bite of his meal, supported himself on the table with both hands and stood up. "I just want to tell you that the case has been solved, and you, Mrs. Maori, are no longer a suspect."

"Thank you. Thank you for your trouble."

"No, it should be."

After Yokomizo led the team away, Kisaki Eri also stood up.

"Okay, it's time for me to go back."

"Leaving now?" Bei Dao frowned, "It's only been less than a day since our year-end trip."

"That's enough for me. Since the client has died, the commission has naturally been cancelled. I have nothing else to do here, so I should go back to work." After Kisaki Eri really turned around and left, Maori got up and chased after her.

"You are too impatient. I was planning to wait until the evening."

"Huh?" Hibiki frowned. "What are you talking about?"

"What else could it be?" Maori Kogoro took out a long gift box from his suit and handed it to Kisaki Eri, "Of course it's a birthday present. This is a little thought from me, but we are both old now, and you might not be happy with any gift I give you."

At this moment, the noisy hotel suddenly became quiet.

As mentioned before, this hotel is basically booked by employees of Lu Ren's company.

Since they are all our employees, they naturally know Hibari Eri.

Moreover, the vast majority of people in this company come from the news industry, and their sensitivity to information is innate.

The truth is, they are all gossipy. No matter whether they are men or women, they are all gossipy.

It was known to everyone in the company that Eri Kisaki and her husband were separating due to possible emotional discord.

Looking at the situation now, are you ready to reconcile and make peace again?
All the employees then quieted down and began to eat melons in silence. A few passers-by and tourists also quieted down and tried to be sociable.

What does it feel like to be stared at by hundreds of eyes?
Kisaki Eri should have been accustomed to this, as she had encountered many such situations in her career as a lawyer.

A few hundred people is just a small scene.

But the problem was that she usually dealt with other people's affairs. Her private affairs were being looked at by others like this, and they were all acquaintances. This made her a little panicked.

In contrast, Mao Li's cheekiness was natural. "I know it's a little early to say this now. But I really don't want to wait any longer. Tonight, let's send Lan and the boring kid to other rooms, go back to the boyfriend-girlfriend days, and do some..."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Hibiki was so anxious that she almost covered her mouth with her hands. How could she say such a thing in front of so many people? "And whose birthday is it today?"

"Of course it's your birthday! Isn't it the same day as Sports Day?"

Kisaki Eri: “Huh?”

Maori: “Huh?”

Lu Ren: “Hmm?”

"Oh. I understand." Bei Dao, who was the first to react, smiled and explained to Lu Ren, "The Sports Day used to be on October 10th, but now it has been changed to the second Monday in October. In this year, the second Monday in October is October 11th."

Lu Ren nodded and concluded: "So Brother Mao Li made another mistake, right?"

"Um……"

Because they were not far away, Kitajima and the others did not deliberately lower their voices, so Maori could hear it clearly.

"Didn't you always say when you were little that today was your birthday, so you had to win?"

"hehe."

Mao Li, knowing that he had made a mistake, took a few steps back and slumped back in his chair, exuding a frustrated aura. "Why is this happening? I messed up again."

"No matter what, I'll accept this trophy." Kisaki Eri stepped forward to take the gift, bent down and kissed Maori on the cheek, "Confused detective."

The corner of Lu Ren's mouth twitched. He took out a bar of chocolate from his arms, broke it into pieces and distributed it to everyone one by one. "Let's eat what we just drew."

"It's so bitter, why do you always eat this, Ren?" Conan still had a bitter face. He was the first to eat it.

"Really? I think the bitterness is just right to neutralize the sweetness now." Mao Fei's bite of middle-aged candy caught him off guard.

"Too."

ps: I was overwhelmed by the confession of Mao Fei at the end. The words were too sweet and too corny. I suggest you read the original work, which is episode 641 of the animation. The easter egg in this episode is also very interesting. (End of this chapter)