[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly

"Hey, you guys are eating pigeons, is there any for me?"

Matsuda pushed open the door and walked in, shaking his hair out of habit.

Jingguang: "There's another one in the kitchen."

Wakagi Ryo took a sip of soup slowly, and then looked at the situation over there again.

At this time, they were attracted by another explosion at the stern, and found the charred body hidden in the container.

"Although the dead person is not Kanie, but... Jingguang, I want to eat crabs. How about getting two tomorrow?"

Jingguang nodded, "For crabs, I think steaming is better, so that the sweetness of the crab meat can be preserved."

Matsuda walked out of the kitchen with a plate in his mouth, holding a pigeon wing.

"Steamed crabs are tasteless, spicy ones are delicious. The spicy crab recipe that Liang-kun found last time looks delicious!"

Ruomu Liang held his chin up, "Actually, fried crabs in the typhoon shelter are also good. Crab roe and egg yolk can be mixed together to make fried rice cakes or something."

Amuro Toru: ...

The other side of the communicator was still arguing about the taste of crabs. Amuro Toru leaned on the railing and sighed, and couldn't help but smiled gently.

"Remember to leave me a portion."

"No problem, Amuro-san~"

Amuro Toru turned his head to look at the position of the body. The flames had slowly gone out. The body bent its upper body and raised its arms like a boxer, revealing a large gold watch dangling on its arm.

Sheriff Jiaoqi squatted in front of the body, took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket, and began a preliminary autopsy.

Toru Amuro nodded at the back of the crowd. Sure enough, people who come out of the regular police training system are much more reliable than the young detectives who changed their careers halfway. That's right, I'm talking about you two little brats who jumped up and down next to the corpse without gloves!

Toru Amuro stepped forward, picked up Conan and Heiji Hattori, and threw two pairs of gloves on their faces.

After learning that Maori Kogoro was also traveling with him, Toru Amuro had the foresight to prepare some spare things.

Then he took out several small evidence bags and handed them to Chief Inspector Sameki.

"Well done."

The retired old chief looked at Toru Amuro with satisfaction, and then looked at Maori Kogoro with a look of regret.

After being glared at by his old boss, Maori Kogoro stood up straight reflexively and almost saluted the next second.

"Well, could this be Mr. Kanie? I've seen the big gold watch on his hand."

Ebina hid far away, tremblingly stretched out his finger to point to the location of the gold watch.

[Looking at the skeleton, it's obviously not that person. It's clearly the short guy Kameda. Although he has a lot of fat on his body, it was burned away by the fire. I've never heard of someone whose height could be reduced in such a short time. ]

Wakagi Ryo ate and drank enough, washed his hands, went to the yard and randomly picked up a fluffy cat, leaned on the sofa and stroked its fur comfortably.

Amuro Toru also looked at the corpse carefully after hearing this.

If I remember correctly, Mr. Kameda's height is about 160. Mr. Kanie is tall and thin, and his height is close to 180.

Wakagi Ryo squinted his eyes, feeling a little sleepy, and tried to recall the plot in his mind.

[The position of the watch is also wrong. Kanie's watch is worn on the right hand, and the watch on the corpse is worn on the left hand. 】

Amuro Toru listened to Ryo Wakaki's analysis on the other side of the communicator, and his suspicious eyes swept to the sweaty Kujirai Sadao in the crowd, who looked different from the others.

There were not many people wearing watches, and only his watch was worn on his left hand.

Tsk, I suddenly thought of a nasty left-handed person.

[Ah, after eating and drinking, it's time to take a nap and get up to finish the manuscript. By the way, Amuro-san, remember to pay attention to the high school detective from Osaka. I saw that his forehead was black, and he will have a bad experience today. 】

For example, swimming back to Osaka or something.

Amuro Toru: "Black forehead? Can you tell from his skin color?"

Ryo Wakaki was silent for a while.

[Amuro-san, you don't seem to have the right to complain about him. 】

Amuro Toru snorted disdainfully and stretched out his hand to lift his hair.

"I'm whiter than him."

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On the dark deck

Two dark figures hid on the side of the railing, seemingly plotting something quietly.

"Did you find anything?"

"Well, there was blood on the floor of the engine room below, and I also found an empty pistol shell and a letter."

"I also found these unusual pieces of paper in the trash can in the bathroom."Conan: ...

Suddenly, he thought of some bad memories, and he couldn't help but took a step back.

Hattori Heiji: ...

I had a lot of clues in my mind, and you took a step back and made me...

He silently wrapped the pieces of paper, then took out a clean handkerchief and wiped his hands several times.

The two detectives suddenly lost their interest in riddles, and exchanged the clues they found in a concise manner.

Conan: "So the question now is, after the murderer fired on the deck above, how did he walk to the stern without being discovered by anyone, and then set fire to the box containing the body?"

Hattori supported the railing with his backhand and looked up at the moonlight.

"Anyway, if you know who the murderer is, you will know these details sooner or later."

Conan: "Oh, you also know who the murderer is."

Hattori Heiji said with a smile: "Then let's check the answers."

At this time, a strong light from a flashlight suddenly hit the two people, and Conan and Hattori couldn't help but cover their eyes.

"Is there a possibility that you have been analyzing the murderer here for a long time, but both of them are wrong answers?"

Amuro Toru raised a flashlight and appeared behind the two detectives like a ghost.

Liang Jun was right to complain. The vigilance of these two little ghosts was simply negative. He squatted here for most of the day, listening to them analyze the clues from beginning to end, but no one found him.

Hattori: ! !

He suddenly realized something and habitually wanted to make up for Conan. After all, his impression of Amuro Toru still stayed on the door that was kicked to pieces in Puppet Ridge.

Conan: ...

Although Wakamu-san probably didn't reveal his identity to Mr. Amuro, I guess Toru Amuro should have almost completely stripped off his vest.

Conan: "Amuro-san, have you found any other clues?"

Hattori: Eh?

He looked at Toru Amuro, then at Conan.

Then he reacted.

Kudo, your vest is really "tight"!

Toru Amuro: "I didn't find any clues, but I found Mr. Kanie tied in the shadows on the side of the ship."

Conan/Hattori: "Where is it?"

Toru Amuro pointed in a direction, and Hattori, relying on his long legs, rushed over there. Conan followed closely, and then suddenly felt his body lighten, and was lifted up by Toru Amuro by pinching the back of his neck.

"Eh? Mr. Amuro, let me go."

Conan's two short legs struggled hard in the air for a long time, but still couldn't escape from Toru Amuro's clutches.

"No, I promised Miss Xiaolan that I would help catch Conan who is running around. Miss Xiaolan is afraid of the dark, do you want her to look for you alone in the middle of the night, on a dark ship where someone has died?"

Conan: ...

Then, don't carry him like a chicken.

I, Kudo Shinichi, don't you have any dignity?