The Advent of the Infinite King

Police officer Meguro said, "But if you haven't met brother Maoli, how are you going to prove your alibi?"

Sachiko Shimamura said: "I installed an anti-theft camera on the window of the company, and kept filming the hotel opposite, so that the time when the murder happened."

She wiped away her tears, smiled wryly, and continued, "I'll be able to prove to the police that I'm in the company after I see who the guests come and go."

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Officer Megure said: "You stopped at the company for a while on the way back for a drive with brother Maoli, just to remove the camera, right?"

"That's right." Sachiko Shimamura bowed his head and said, "Everything that follows is just like Mr. Mori's reasoning. I'm sorry to cause you too much trouble."

Officer Megure shook his head, sighed softly, and ordered the police officers to take Sachiko Shimamura away.

Seeing Shimamura Sachiko step into the police car, Xie Chen suddenly said, "Sister Sachiko, can I ask you a question?"

Sachiko Shimamura turned her head and looked at Xie Chen suspiciously.

Xie Chen smiled, and said softly: "After Uncle Mao Li fell asleep on the bridge, you would have a chance to kill him, but you didn't do it. Why?"

Everyone froze for a moment, looking at Xie Chen in disbelief.

Sachiko Shimamura faced Xie Chen's question very calmly, and looked up at Kogoro Mori, who was also looking at her.

Then, she said softly: "Because I don't have any resentment towards Mr. Maori in my heart."

The police car drove away slowly and finally disappeared around the corner of the street.

"Is there no resentment..." Xie Chen remembered that he planted bombs all over the airport in order to avoid the pursuit of the international police. He couldn't help shrugging his shoulders and smiled wryly.

The next day, the firm received a call from the entrustment. During dinner, the family gathered at the dinner table to discuss.

"Kikuemon called Dad?" Mao Lilan said in a tone of half-surprise and four-point curiosity. It seemed that in her mind, this Kikuemon who called was a very special person.

"That's right." Mori Kogoro put down his job and said proudly, "And he called me himself."

Mourilan's next words almost made Mori Kogoro choke. She pointed her finger at her chin and asked innocently, "Who is Kikuemon?"

"Xiao Lan..."

Xie Chen smiled wryly, and Mori Kogoro said helplessly, "You don't even know Kikuemon, a national treasure."

Xie Chen said, "Sister Xiaolan, he is a potter."

Mao Lilan blushed, and said with an embarrassed smile: "I thought it was another Kabuki artist this time."

"Really." Mori Kogoro picked up his rice bowl and sighed.

Mao Lilan asked with great interest: "By the way, what does such a famous person have to ask Dad for?"

Mori Kogoro swallowed a mouthful of fish sushi, and then said: "Well, he said that the details will be discussed after we meet. He also invited me to his Nishitama's house tomorrow, and said that he can bring his family there."

"Can you bring your family?" Xie Chen said, "Then he wants you to investigate?"

Mori Kogoro said: "I don't know yet, but he will ask me to take my family with him. Maybe it's just a cover-up."

"Blindfolded?" Mao Lilan asked.

Mori Kogoro said: "In this way, people around will not know that he asked me to handle the case. In fact, he originally wanted to come here to find me in person, but Kikuemon is already eighty years old, so he wants me. go."

"Really." Mao Lilan said: "It's still Dad who is amazing, seeing everything through."

Mori Kogoro said: "Of course, if Kikuemon is a national treasure pottery artist, I should be considered a national treasure detective."

Seeing Kogoro Mori's narcissism, Xie Chen twitched the corners of his lips. This optimistic character can indeed be regarded as a national treasure.

Early the next morning, they arrived at the home of Kikuemon Nishitama as scheduled.

Facing the dazzling array of ceramics, Mori Kogoro was amazed.

"Whether it is color or shape, it is superb. It is worthy of being the work of National Treasure Master Kikuemon."

Kikuemon was an old man with a long beard. He stood at the door and said, "Don't talk about national treasures.

Wearing a lavender coat, a woman in her thirties brought the brewed tea to them, and Mao Lilan took out a gift box and put it on the table.

Mori Kogoro approached Kikuemon's ear, looked at the woman making tea and said in a low voice, "By the way, did you come to me today for something? Could it be that you suspect that the young lady has a foreign language and asked me to investigate."

"No." Kikuemon said with a smile, "She is actually my daughter-in-law, Tsuchiya Mashiko."

Mori Kogoro was a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and didn't continue to ask.

Kikuemon continued to say indifferently: "Over the years, she has been taking care of things around me by herself. Unfortunately, my wife and son lost their lives in a traffic accident two years ago."

"It's a pity," Mori Kogoro said.

Kikuemon nodded, and started to get down to business, "The reason why I invited you here today is not for any other reason, I just want to give you a little opinion of the great detective."

"Opinion?" Mori Kogoro was a little surprised, and Xie Chen looked sideways. Even if he is a national treasure pottery artist, he shouldn't be pointing fingers at the detective.

Kikuemon said slowly: "I think your recent reasoning is so chaotic that people can't stand it."

"Uh..." Xie Chen twitched the corners of his lips, these words were just talking about him.

"You mean the chaos of dancing?" Mori Kogoro was even more surprised.

"That's right." Kikuemon nodded, "Like last month..."

Mashiko Tsuchiya interrupted him, and said with a smile: "I think you should stop pretending, Dad, just tell the truth. In fact, you are Mori Kogoro's number one reasoning fan."