anime fever

() I have already met Sachiko Katsuragi, the son and girlfriend that Mrs. Tatsumura is obsessed with. No matter how you look at it, this upright young girl should not be the type of person who has misbehavior and attempted to covet the property of the Tatsumura family.

But it's hard to say everything, knowing people, knowing faces but not knowing one's heart, so the profession of private detective in Japan will not starve to death.

Ogata and Mori Kogoro followed Mrs. Tatsumura to the study where her husband was.

"Gongjiang, you're back. Who are these?" A very old man who looked a little strange walked down the stairs with a smile, and bumped into Mrs. Dacun, who was the leader, and looked at him with some doubts. To Maori and the others behind her.

After all, there are so many people coming all at once, whoever it is, will ask.

"Father, these are the friends I invited to our house." Mrs. Dacun said politely to the old man.

And others, including Ogata, also learned the identity of this old man through her address.He should be the father of the diplomat Da Cun, the wife's father-in-law.It is said that he is a professor at Shangyuan University and once had a very high social status.

"Gongjiang, this is a fish I just drew, how about it?" The old man smiled and unfolded a painting scroll with rich ink in his hand.

Mrs. Dacun obviously saw it a lot, but she didn't pay much attention to it. After seeing it, Ogata felt that the old man's painter was quite good. Although he was not an expert, he knew that the ink painting wanted to outline the complicated parts of the fish. Texture is also a delicate technical work.

Mrs. Dacun nodded and praised: "Very good, Dad. By the way, did you just go looking for a move?"

The move in her mouth is Dacun Dong, a senior official of the current Ministry of Foreign Affairs, who is also the head of the family.

"Yeah. But the door to the study room is locked, so I didn't go in." The old man explained.

"Cousin." When Ogata was paying attention to the communication between the old man and Mrs. Dacun, and seemed to have a strange expression on his face, he heard Xiaolan beside him speak.

Ogata looked away and saw Xiaolan nervously saying, "Conan, are you really alright?"

Hearing this, Ogata lowered his head and saw that Conan, who insisted on following, had a red face and beads of sweat on his forehead.Apparently the cold symptoms are getting worse.It has something to do with the glass of white wine that Hattori Heiji gave him.

After getting close to Conan, he lowered his body and reached out to touch the kid's forehead. He felt some heat beyond normal body temperature in his palm: "Conan, it should be a reaction to alcohol."

"It's okay. Brother Ogata, sister Xiaolan..." Conan gritted his teeth, endured the discomfort in his body, and said with a smile.

Xiaolan looked at Ogata questioningly, waiting for him to speak.

"If the meeting between Uncle Mori and the diplomat is not too long, Conan should be fine." Ogata said slowly.

Because after drinking liquor, the body surface will generate high temperature.is completely normal.Especially since Conan is a child, it is the first time his body has come into contact with something like liquor, and his absorption of alcohol has not yet reached the acceptance level of an adult.So just take it easy and create enough heat to wick away the sweat.It's fine to volatilize the alcohol in your body.

"Father, I'll take the guests to see Dong. You go to the living room and wait for me." Mrs. Dacun smiled slightly.Not as harsh as he was to the younger generation just now, he said to his husband's father respectfully.

"Yes. I see, Gong Jiang." The old man nodded obediently, and then walked towards the living room with his beloved painting.

On the second floor, there is a long corridor.

Under the guidance of Mrs. Da Cun, a group of people finally came to the door of the study of the diplomat Da Cundong.

Just like what the old man said, the wooden door of his study was locked tightly, and what made everyone feel strange was that there was a very loud symphony coming from inside, which could be clearly heard even through a door.

symphony?Ogata's eyes showed a touch of surprise, because judging from the decoration of the entire Dacun house, the owner should be more inclined to traditional art, and his taste should pay more attention to classical music and light music.

And it's so loud for no reason at all.

Mrs. Tatsumura took out the key, slowly turned the handle of the wooden door, and gently pushed open the door of the study. She walked in naturally, followed by Mori Kogoro, followed by Ogata and others.

As imagined, it is a world with many books, almost densely arranged on the bookshelves.

A machine playing a symphony was working, and at the desk, a burly man with a fat body was supporting the side of his face with his arms, and seemed to be sleeping with his eyes closed.

In front of him was a stack of books stacked neatly.

As soon as he walked into this room, Ogata could smell a very strong hostility, which was more terrifying than Mrs. Dacun and the family he saw.

"Husband, why are you sleeping here?" Mrs. Dacun walked around easily because she was the owner, and came to her husband to try to wake him up. After all, there were guests waiting for him here.

At the moment when the symphony reached the first part in everyone's ears, the intense and tactful moment, the diplomat Tatsumura, who was sitting and sleeping with his arms supporting his chin, suddenly lost his body's support. When Mrs. Dacun shook him, he fell limply.

Pfft!

Da Cundong's face lost its support and fell directly on the surface of the desk, making a heavy sound all at once.

"Husband!" Mrs. Da Cun screamed, seeing Da Cun Dong who was completely unconscious and collapsed in front of her.

Everyone's attention returned to the fat diplomat, Kogoro Mori's face changed, and it was easy to think of something.And Hattori Heiji even rushed over at once.

Ogata blinked his eyebrows, and slowly walked towards the desk, the man who had obviously suffered misfortune.

"Mr. Tatsumura..." Hattori Heiji poked his fingers into the nostrils of Tatsumura, to see if there was any possibility of survival, just when he was about to say 'dead' when a fact.

An extremely calm voice sounded beside him.

"He is dead, this place will be regarded as the scene of the crime, and he is no longer a diplomat, but the corpse I want to inspect." Ogata walked to Hattori Heiji, and spoke slowly.

Hattori Heiji was startled, looked at Ogata, this man, everything in front of him...

"Mr. Forensic Doctor, you still can't avoid such a coincidence." Hattori Heiji had a confident smile on his lips, and his eyes were fixed on Ogata.

Ogata knew clearly that he was referring to himself as a forensic doctor, and in the presence of a corpse, he could not escape in front of him after all, showing the forensic doctor's deduction process.

And he was so eager to see his deduction.The mentality is obvious, that is, he wants to use his detective ability to win the forensic doctor when he cannot be compared face-to-face with Kudo Shinichi.

The 'coincidence' in his mouth had changed.

It's more like a competition, an unconvinced challenge!

It was hard for Hattori Heiji to believe that a profession like forensic medicine would be more efficient than detectives.Originally, he thought that he would not have the chance to see Ogata to deduce the case through the corpse, but when it was confirmed that Tatsumura was dead, he felt a little inexplicably excited in his heart.

As long as he wins, he can go back to Osaka and tell his father.The forensic doctor you give high marks to, but that's about it.

"Hatto, the dead are the greatest."

Ogata glanced at the lifeless Tatsumura corpse crawling on the desk, and said calmly.

Maybe he is young, he is hardworking, he has the desire and persistence for victory, but he is used to seeing the dead and those miseries, Ogata feels that what he does is not to be better than others.

It is to let the dead, within their own abilities, be freed.

Hattori Heiji looked at Ogata, and heard an inexplicable sentence, he didn't take it seriously: "Forensic doctor, before Kudo Shinichi, let me see what kind of convincing ability Ogata Yusuke has."

He clenched his fists, brimming with confidence, and his eyes fell on the man with a challenging gaze.Hattori Heiji believes that there is no one in this world who is always at peace and doesn't care about anything.

Ogata shook his head, ignoring him.

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