Detective: Conan calls me brother-in-law?

The two hit it off and prepared to do something big.

For example... have a big meal first? Only when you are full and satisfied can you have the energy to deal with the fake one, right?

Ze Yu shook his head helplessly and prepared to go out to call Huiyuan Ai. The FBI who had been monitoring the villa recently had disappeared. Just in case, Ze Yu asked Elizabeth to help take care of it.

When he walked out of the hotel gate, he met Kamiya Masao who had returned from parking, and he seemed to be holding Xiaolan's mobile phone in his hand.

"Sir, the lady who was sitting in the car just now seemed to have forgotten her mobile phone in the car. Is this your daughter's?"

He handed the phone to Maori Kogoro.

Hearing this, Ze Yu felt strange, but he couldn't say it for a while, and walked out of the hotel without thinking much.

After talking to Huiyuan Ai on the phone, it was already a little dark. He sent a message to Chu Ziqi again, asking about his recent organization's actions.

Speaking of which, Ze Yu often has to mix up the plot. Mary is competing for the position of the boss, and Elizabeth also has the position of a doctor. Among the five of them, Chu Ziqi is the most idle, no matter before or now.

Why not send Chu Ziqi to Hawaii Technical School for training for a while?

When Ze Yu returned to the hotel, the confused detective and the rookie police were already drunk.

As he drank cup after cup of beer, Maori Kogoro was finally better and successfully drank Yamamura and fell on the table.

"In that case, I'll go and scold that fake guy!"

Maori Kogoro put down the oversized wine glass, got up, and staggered outside.

"Dad!" Xiaolan got up and followed him dissatisfied.

Ze Yu, who had just entered the door, looked at Conan helplessly, forget it, just follow him.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

"Fake, come out!"

Seeing that there was no response for a long time, Maori Kogoro tried to open the door, but he didn't expect that the door was not locked.

The room was dark, and Ze Yu walked in first. Generally speaking, in this situation, there would be a dead person.

Pushing open the compartment door, as expected, the rope was hung, and life and death were uncertain...

A few minutes later, Yamamura Cao, who heard the news of Maori Kogoro's suicide, rushed in hurriedly, slipped on his knees and cried, and came to the corpse with a set of silky little combos:

"Mr. Maori, how did you become like this... How could you do such a stupid thing... The sleeping Maori Kogoro actually passed away!"

Behind the rookie policeman, Maori Kogoro stared at this guy with a headache, and he was so angry that he lost the alcohol.

"Hey! What are you talking about?"

Yamamura Cao subconsciously turned around and saw the dead Maori Kogoro standing in front of him alive again.

"Ah!!! Ghost!!!"

Ze Yu:......

After a lot of trouble, I finally figured out the identities of the imposter and Maori Kogoro.

"But why did that person pretend to be Mr. Maori?"

"I think it's because of the things in the suitcase."

Zawa Yu pointed to the suitcase on the table, with the key still inserted in it.

Everyone saw that it was indeed the case.

Yamamura Cao walked up and opened the suitcase, and only a newspaper lay quietly inside.

"This is a newspaper from September five years ago, about the first victory of sumo wrestler Akagi Maru in 18 years."

Mouri Kogoro picked up the newspaper to check, and a strand of hair accidentally slipped out of the newspaper.

"Is this... hair?" Yamamura Cao held it up to check, "Could it be that this is the curse of your man who died in the forest in a red coat four years ago?"

Yamamura Cao's words scared Xiaolan and she let out a shrill scream.

Ze Yu rolled his eyes, "Come on, you're a policeman, how can you be so superstitious?"

"In my opinion, it must be like this." Maori Kogoro put his hands in his pockets, "Five years ago, the man in red made a bet with the little mustache who pretended to be me. They bet that Akagi Maru would be like this and that in a year...

The man in red probably told the little mustache that his answer was in the suitcase. He would give the suitcase to the hotel owner, and the key was with the little mustache. He was going to solve the answer in a year. But the little mustache came to steal the suitcase the next day, pretending to be an agent, so the letter said 'May you be cursed and die', which was a curse for his failure to keep his word."

"But how do you explain the hair stuck in the newspaper?" Yamamura Cao has begun to look forward to Maori Kogoro's reasoning show.

"Sumo wrestlers cut their hair to signify retirement!"

Mouri Kogoro explained, "But before Akagi Maru was seriously injured, he won a match in Nagoya and even became an Ozeki. I think they must have placed a lot of bets, and seeing that Akagi Maru did not retire,The possibility of a divorce, the man in red would choose to commit suicide. "

"Then why did this guy commit suicide too?"

"That's because the man in red said it all. I don't know how the mustache got to know it. The hotel owner asked me to investigate this matter, so he pretended to be me to steal the suitcase.

Mouri Kogoro looked at the Gunma police who came and took the body down for inspection, and said with emotion:

The result was found to be as expected by the man in red. Thinking of the man in red who committed suicide four years ago because he couldn't pay the gambling money, he felt that he was deeply sinful, so he hanged himself with a belt and used his life to make an explanation to the other party. "

After listening, Yamamura praised, "Mr. Maori is really amazing, it's true that seeing is believing! "

Conan shook his head after hearing this. These two guys are really a perfect match. One dares to say it and the other dares to believe it! He turned his head to look at his friend and found that he also nodded.

Huh??

Sawa Yu just felt that Maori Kogoro's ability to make up a reasonable story based on the existing clues was a bit of a waste of talent to be a detective.

Seeing that everyone was unreliable, Conan had to use his skills.

"What? These hairs are not only of different lengths, but some of them are slightly curled at the ends, and a little wet."

"The hair from five years ago is still wet now. Could it be a curse?" The rookie policeman instantly felt that these hairs were worth a thousand gold.

"No, I dare say this is definitely not the curse of the long-haired man in red!"

Hearing Maori Kogoro's affirmative tone, Conan nodded with satisfaction. It seems that his uncle still has some brains!

"This is the result of this dyed and permed mustache guy dying with his eyes wide open! "

Conan silently withdrew his mind.

There was no other way, Conan turned his head to look at Xiaolan, and from the slightly damp hair of Maori Ran, he led her to the bathhouse, and mentioned that the bathhouse was closed for cleaning in the afternoon.

After Conan's answer and the hint on his face, Maori Kogoro finally said what Conan had in his heart:

"This is a homicide case."

Zawa Yu spread his hands, it seems that his father is still performing steadily.