Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"Someone is roasting by the fire here?" Maori Kogoro and Hattori Heiji stood in front of the still burning fire and smelled the charred smell of roasted fish in the air.

"If it was the person who ate the fish, he might have seen the whole process of Kudo falling into the water and being rescued to the shore."

The Osaka young master squatted on the ground and reached out to pick up a handful of black soft hair from the fire.

"It's so soft, and it fell with the hair follicles." He seemed to have thought of something and wrapped the hair in a handkerchief.

If I guessed correctly, this is cat hair. The person who roasted by the fire and ate fish has a cat. As long as you ask around in the village, you will soon know the truth about "Kudo Shinichi" falling into the water.

Looking at Kudo Shinichi wearing a towel over there, Hattori Heiji narrowed his eyes: "So suspicious..."

"What's so suspicious?" Holding Hattori's clothes and walking back, Kazuha put a casual suit in Maori Kogoro's hand, and then noticed the sweat on Hattori's forehead roasted by the fire, and subconsciously took out a handkerchief from his arms to wipe his sweat.

"What...what are you doing! I have my own handkerchief, why do I need you, a gossipy woman, to meddle in my business!" Startled by the hand that Kazuha extended to him, Hattori Heiji snorted a few words, but he felt bad because of the disappointed expression on his childhood sweetheart's face.

"Enough! Heiji, you big ass!"

Kazuha threw the handkerchief on Hattori Heiji's face and turned back to the girls' team, leaving only the Osaka boy who was despised by Xiaolan and the other four.

"So bad..." x4

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go back to bed quickly."

Mouri Kogoro looked at Kudo Shinichi who had put on his clothes, patted him on the shoulder twice, and called everyone back to the hotel: "Anyway, when Yuuji comes tomorrow, maybe this detective boy will remember everything when he sees his brother."

Picking up the empty bucket next to the fire and filling it with water to put out the fire, Hattori Heiji followed everyone from the lake along the large lake reflecting the moonlight to the place with lights.

It was not until five minutes later that Yuuji, who was itching from the leaves, suddenly emerged from the bushes and looked at Hattori Heiji's receding back with a mocking look.

You are still so useless, Hattori. It seems that this time, Lord Meowlo has to help you.

After jumping down from the tree, Conan touched his half-dried coat and calmly walked to the extinguished fire, continuing to steam the clothes with the still warm water.

I already had a cold, and this time it will probably be more serious...

"Did that fake guy have a plastic surgery?"

Looking up at the hut on the top of the mountain, Conan sighed: "I have to go up and take a look."

In order not to attract attention, Conan and Yuuji borrowed Lord Meowlo's night vision and climbed the mountain from a place where no one would pass by. They stood at the small door nailed shut with wooden boards and started to remove the nails on the door together.

"Were you sealed in here before?" Yuji stretched out his claws to buckle a nail, and then threw it into the lake casually: "That person really can't wait for you to die."

If you are locked up in here for two or three days, you will probably die of thirst without water.

After removing the entire door panel, Yuji walked into the cabin. In the cat's eyes, the house at this moment was very clear. The walls were covered with photos slashed by knives and broken mirrors.

Sitting down on a chair by the wall, Yuji noticed a purple kimono hanging on a simple homemade hanger, and a white wig, which he hooked with his tail and threw on the table.

"No wonder people in the village said they saw the god of death Luo again during this period. It turns out that someone deliberately pretended to harm people."

The big cat adjusted the wig and then buckled it directly on his head. Because the kimono was too slim, the cat couldn't wear it with his current fat body. Yuji had to tear a slit on both sides before he could barely squeeze himself into the clothes.

Using this wooden house as a resting point for the time being, Conan lay on the floor, turned his head to look at the fat cat who was already sleeping soundly, and unconsciously guessed what the person pretending to be him wanted to do.

………

The next morning, after breakfast, they prepared to go to the scene of the murder case of the village chief of Yada. The group agreed with the staff of the village committee, and then walked along the path to the west of the village.

Passing through a row of lush weeds, several people stood in front of the best house built in the village.

"This is the house of the village chief of Yada."

Putting his arm around Kudo Shinichi's shoulders, Hattori Heiji asked in a deliberately intimate manner: "Kudo, do you remember anything?"

"Sorry, I can't remember anything..." Confusedly looking at the abandoned house, the fake Kudo covered his forehead and cried out that he had a headache.

[What a bad acting! If the son of the Kudo family dared to act like this, his face would probably be slapped by his mother...]

On a tree not far away, Yuuji, who was holding Conan and sitting on a branch, scratched his itch with his tail and yawned.

"Damn, I fell into the water and all the props are useless." Taking off his glasses, Conan looked at the sneakers that were already a decoration.

It would be great if Dr. Agasa came too. There are always spare props in his trunk, so even if they are broken, there are replacements.

"Sure enough! They said that Uncle Arita fished out a person who looks exactly like that annoying detective from the lake. We are all discussing it in the village."

The girl with the same hairstyle as Sonoko threw a bunch of keys from her hand and held them again, looking coldly at the people in front of her.

"Didn't the uncle from the village committee bring the keys? How come it became a girl?"

Hattori Heiji leaned against the rusty and dilapidated gate, very unhappy with the girl's attitude.

"Because the key to Makoto's house was originally in my hand, and the young master also lives in my house."

"Young master?" Maori Kogoro was surprised to hear this word. In his eyes, there should be no one in this village who can be called master or young master.

"He is the biological son of the village chief of Yada. The wife of the village chief of Yada is the last descendant of the master family of this village. After the village chief married into the family, we called his son young master."

The girl opened the door with the key, looked at the mirror that did not reflect light even in the sun, walked to the door inside dejectedly, and stretched out her hand to put it on the door.

"If Makoto...is still here, it would be great."

"Is he dead?" Maori Kogoro heard this sentence as soon as he entered the yard. He subconsciously put it into his daily life and thought that Makoto Yada had received a box lunch.

"What are you talking about! Really! You detectives, as soon as you hear people talking..."

She closed her mouth and stopped talking.

"We detectives...have you seen other detectives?" Hattori Heiji put down his hand and stared at the girl's face with a serious face.

"By the way, we still don't know your name, and what is your relationship with Makoto Yada?"

The girl glanced at Kudo Shinichi, first showing a disgusted expression, and then opened the door of the Yada family to let the dust inside disperse.

"My name is Mizukawa Moe, and I am Makoto's...childhood sweetheart."

Mizukawa brushed off the dust on his sleeves from opening the door: "As for the detective, before this, I met a detective pen pal when I consulted about this case on an online forum. When she saw the sentence [Makoto is not here] that I posted, she also thought that Makoto was dead for the first time."