Conan: Money Talks

"Do you have anything else to ask?"

Miyamoto Han buttoned up his suit and stood up."The time for you and me to talk is over.""

"Hey, hey, hey, aren't you going to explain to me why he is Kudo Shinichi? Or why he turned into a child?"

Hattori Heiji slammed his hands hard on the table.

"It’s better for you to stay out of this matter. You don’t have the ability to compete with the organization that Kudo Shinichi has to face now!"

"What about you? Do you have what it takes to stand up to them?"

"In my eyes, there are no enemies"

After saying this thought-provoking remark, Miyamoto Han turned around and left.

Only Hattori Heiji stayed in his original position, putting his hands in his hair, looking very mad!

He couldn't understand what Miyamoto Han meant. Was he saying that in his eyes, the people in these organizations were his friends, or that the people in those organizations were simply not worth his attention?

A few days later, Miyamoto Han made an appointment with Xiaolan to go for a morning run.

This morning, both Maori Kogoro and Conan left early. The little kid Conan was called by the Junior Detective League to play video games.

Maori Kogoro heard from Xiaolan that some illustrator wanted to find Maori Kogoro to be a model.

This left Xiaolan and Miyamoto Han with some private space.

The two quickly got ready.

They started today's morning run, but halfway through the run, dark clouds gradually gathered in the sky.

"Oh, I thought it would be a nice day today, but it suddenly turned bad!"

Xiao Lan complained while leaning against a tree.

"There is nothing we can do about it!" said Miyamoto Han

"Oh, that illustration company seems to be nearby."

Xiaolan looked up and looked around.

"Illustration company? The one that invited uncle to be a model?"

Miyamoto Han suddenly remembered something.

Sure enough, opposite the illustration company.

On the sixth floor of an apartment building, the weather was obviously very bad, but a family actually put the quilt on the corridor railing to dry.

Not long after, a person suddenly fell from the sky. It was the family who was drying the quilt.

Miyamoto Han immediately blocked Xiaolan's face to prevent Xiaolan from seeing such a bloody scene.

About ten minutes later, a police car drove over.

Inspector Megure immediately cordoned off the scene.

"Inspector Megure!"

"Ah, it's Brother Miyamoto and Xiaolan! Why are you here?"

Miyamoto Han squeezed through the crowd and came to the blockade.

"Xiaolan and I were jogging in the morning when we suddenly saw someone falling from a building."

""Huh? So you are the first witnesses?" Inspector Megure had a bad feeling.

Miyamoto Han nodded.

"Inspector Megure~" Just as Miyamoto Han was talking to Inspector Megure, Maori Kogoro's voice came from behind

"Brother Maori! Why are you here too?"

Inspector Megure rolled his eyes. Sure enough, his bad premonition came true.

"We saw someone fall from the sixth floor of the building opposite.

Maori Kogoro pointed to the illustration company opposite.

"You are also eyewitnesses, right?"

Maori Kogoro also nodded,"That's right."

Inspector Megure asked:"Since you are all witnesses, tell us what you think."

Miyamoto Han squatted down beside the body and put on the gloves handed to him by the forensic doctor.

Picking up the glasses on the ground, he said:"Inspector Megure, I think this should be a homicide! Look, there is a pair of broken glasses near the body, but there are also detached contact lenses on the eyes of the body. Who would wear both contact lenses and glasses when committing suicide? I think it may be that the murderer did not know that the deceased was already wearing contact lenses, and in order to disguise it as suicide, he put glasses on the deceased!"

"Hmm~" Inspector Megure touched his chin,"That is indeed a possibility!"

The bearded man standing nearby said,"But Chou Ye called me before she fell from the building and said that she was depressed and wanted to commit suicide!"

"Who are you?" Inspector Megure looked at the bearded man.

"Officer, my name is Hanaoka Kaneto, and I'm an illustrator at the illustration company across the street."

"What was your relationship to the deceased?"

"We are colleagues, but Chou Ye is a newcomer with great potential. I didn't expect such a thing to happen!"Hanaoka Kaneto shook his head helplessly and replied.

"You said the deceased called you before falling from the building, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Maori can prove this!" He looked at Maori Kogoro.

Maori Kogoro nodded slightly,"Inspector Megure, we were indeed with Mr. Hanaoka before Miss Chouno fell from the building, and we also heard the phone call from Miss Chouno later."

Miyamoto Han looked up and asked,"Uncle Maori, did you hear Miss Chouno's voice?"

Maori Kogoro raised a finger and said,"No, but the staff and Mr. Hanaoka heard it, so it should be Miss Chouno's voice."

Miyamoto Han nodded slightly and said nothing.

Chouno lived in room 603

, but when he opened the door, he found that the room was not locked.

Maori Kogoro kicked a nail as soon as he came in.

"Is this a nail?"Mouri Kogoro muttered to himself

"Why is this nail here?"When Maori Kogoro looked up, he saw Conan, the little devil, talking.

He couldn't help but frown!

"Boy, aren’t you playing video games with your classmates?"

"Genta and his friends suddenly said they wanted to go fishing, so I came back, and when I passed by here, I saw Inspector Megure and his friends."

Mouri Kogoro knocked them out with a chestnut,"Don't stop me from solving the case!"

Conan was speechless at this time. If it weren't for him, Mouri Kogoro would not have been able to solve so many unsolved cases!

"Conan, don't disturb Dad from working!"

Xiaolan carried Conan from behind and walked to the corridor.

"Sister Xiaolan, why are you here too?"

"Not only Xiaolan is here, I am here too! Conan, my little friend!"Miyamoto Han rubbed Conan's big head playfully.

"Miyamoto, you guys……"

"Conan!" Xiaolan put Conan on the ground, put her hands on her hips, looked at him very seriously, and said:"Don't be so rude! You have to call Han brother when you see him, understand?"

Xiaolan looked very disappointed.

Conan rolled his eyes, how he wanted to tell Xiaolan his true identity!

"By the way, Miyamoto...brother, what do you think?" Conan asked

""He was murdered."

Miyamoto's answer was clear and concise.

Conan lowered his eyes, touched his chin, and fell into deep thought. Was it really as he thought? It seemed that he really murdered this case, and the culprit might be