Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Following the guidance of the president of the financial company, Kogoro Mori and Isao Takeoka found Kyosuke Arai's apartment.

"Mr. Arai, where were you and what were you doing between 7 and 9 p.m. on the night of Mr. Gamo's death?"

Uncle Maori didn't know that Takagi and Sato had come to his house to question him yesterday, so as soon as they met, he asked for each other's alibi.

"You detectives and policemen, are you determined to push this case onto me?"

Faced with these two groups of people coming to his house to question him, Kyosuke Arai became a little agitated.

"We just want to make sure." Uncle Maori shook his head and said.

"At that time the night before yesterday, I was at home drawing illustrations for a weekly serial novel. No one can prove it for me. I told the police yesterday as well."

Kyosuke Arai had no choice but to tell the two of them again.

"You seem to have borrowed a lot of money from others?"

"If my uncle dies, the inheritance will belong to me. You said this in a nearby bar after drinking, right?"

Uncle Mori and Takeoka Isao spoke one by one, directly pointing out each other's motives.

"That was just what I said when I was drunk!" Kyosuke Arai took a step back and said a little panicked.

"Mr. Arai, I have something to tell you. There is not a single criminal who can escape from the presence of my great detective, Kogoro Mori!"

Uncle Maori stared at the man in front of him and said.

"Please leave immediately!"

Kyosuke Arai directly issued an eviction order and kicked the two out of the apartment.

"Takeoka, do you think he is really the murderer?"

Walking downstairs, Uncle Maori took a look upstairs and turned around to ask.

"He is indeed the only heir, and he has debt problems, so he is worthy of suspicion."

"Besides, didn't you say that he leaked the inside story of this case to the media in an attempt to interfere with the investigation?"

Takeoka Isao said after thinking seriously.

"That's right, let's go..." Uncle Maori looked upstairs again and left the apartment with Takeoka.

……

evening.

Uncle Maori returned to the office.

"Dad, are you waiting for someone's call?" Xiaolan noticed that her old father was sitting in front of the sofa, staring at the phone on the table.

"Yeah." Uncle Maori nodded, a rare serious expression on his face.

"Uncle, the case five years ago..."

Just as Conan was about to speak, the phone on the table rang.

"Inspector Megure, it's me!"

Uncle Maori walked aside and answered the phone immediately.

The call lasted less than five minutes. Conan, who was standing nearby, understood everything. The uncle also asked Inspector Megure to investigate the case that Takeoka Isao had led five years ago.

Uncle Maori thanked me and hung up the phone.

"Takeoka..."

"If it were you..."

When encountering incidents related to people around him, Uncle Maori seems unusually serious.

He also agreed with the repairman.

The murderer deliberately hung Mr. Gamo's body in a grove an hour's drive away, most likely to trick himself into proving his alibi.

There is nothing wrong with Kyosuke Arai's motive, it's very straightforward and simple, but he has no alibi, so why would he play such a trick?
Uncle Maori just felt a little bit out of place, and Takeoka appeared beside him at this time, providing a perfect alibi. He then asked Inspector Megure to investigate the case five years ago.

"Conan, have you told your father what happened five years ago?" Xiaolan walked out of the kitchen and asked when she saw Conan standing next to his old father.

"five years ago?"

"How do you know?" Uncle Maori looked puzzled.

"Brother Lin Feng has also asked someone to check. The witness who saw Mr. Gamo beating Mr. Kinugasa Ei five years ago was Mr. Takeoka's wife."

"It seems that his wife passed away due to illness last month." Conan revealed a piece of news that Uncle Maori didn't know yet.

"If Takeoka really wronged Mr. Gamo, he wouldn't have gone to trouble him again five years later."

"It seems that there was something fishy about the case back then."

Uncle Maori knows the case handling process. It is impossible for a witness to identify a motivated criminal from a group of unrelated people by blind guessing.

"Brother Lin Feng also said before he left that Mr. Takeoka was most likely the murderer. As for Mr. Gamo, the witness who provided his alibi, he might have been bribed." Xiaolan recalled.

"Is that so? Did that kid tell us about Takeoka's alibi?" Uncle Maori nodded. Although he was reluctant to believe that the other party was the murderer, he continued to ask.

"He said that the probability that Mr. Takeoka lied about this matter is low, almost zero, so..." Xiaolan hesitated.

"What?" Uncle Maori didn't know why Xiaolan stopped talking.

"Then the possibility that Mr. Maori is lying is higher!"

"That's what Brother Lin Feng said." Conan walked to the sofa with his short legs and said.

"Did I lie?"

"Is he drunk..." Uncle Maori was speechless. The boy was probably crazy.

"Uncle, is it possible that the phone call on the night of the incident was not from Mr. Gamo at all?" Conan asked.

The current time of death and the alibi that Mr. Takeoka could establish all came from Mr. Gamo's phone call in which he said he was in despair.

"We met at that time, and then Mr. Gamo called me for several days in a row. I couldn't have heard his voice wrong!" Uncle Maori shook his head, indicating that it was impossible.

"..." Conan looked at the calendar hanging nearby.

The meeting with Mr. Gamo a week ago was also written on it.

"Uncle, you seemed to have drunk a lot of alcohol the night you accepted the commission?" asked the Dog-Headed Detective.

"That's right..."

……

"You guys suddenly found me, will you take care of dinner?"

Lin Feng glanced at the time. It was just six o'clock. He was still waiting for a meal at the doctor's place.

"Of course, uncle will treat us to a meal after the case is solved." Conan nodded.

"Let's go to the restaurant where we agreed to meet Mr. Gamo on the day we accepted the commission!" Uncle Mori ordered the repairman to drive in high spirits.

"Is there anything suspicious?" Lin Feng started the car and asked.

"The agreed time is seven o'clock, and when Mr. Gamo arrived at the store, it should have been almost eight o'clock. This may be a little strange." After being reminded by Conan, Uncle Maori prepared to start the investigation from the beginning.

"You're so late?"

"Teacher Mao Li, you wouldn't get yourself drunk again so early, would you?" Lin Feng asked speechlessly.

"Hehehe..."

Conan also smiled silently from the bottom of his heart.

This old man is the type who will get himself drunk... (End of this chapter)