Conan's Refusal to Confess

At the same time, Mumu Shisan also looked at Conan, and this Conan seemed to have no words.

Mori Kogoro and Conan did not come here voluntarily this time, they were completely forced.

A little earlier, Maori Detective Agency.

Xiaolan is telling Conan and her father about the recent rumors about the museum.

Conan curled his lips, "Can medieval armor walk by itself?"

Xiaolan said enthusiastically, "Yes, I heard that two security guards saw it! The news has already spread nearby, it seems very interesting, let's go to that art gallery to have a look!"

Mori Kogoro, who was reading the newspaper, couldn't help laughing out loud when his daughter said this, with his mouth open and his tongue sticking out.

Conan couldn't help but laugh too.

In fact, in the eyes of these two sensible detectives, this kind of hearsay rumor is completely a story deliberately fabricated by the art museum to attract customers.

Mori Kogoro said after finishing speaking, "You are so stupid."

Conan also nodded, looked at Xiaolan and said, "That's right, sister Xiaolan, this kind of rumor is designed to deceive children."

Xiaolan was very dissatisfied with Conan's appearance as a primary school student, obviously she was just a child——

Mori Kogoro put down the newspaper and stood up, expressing his disinterest, "Okay, let's get to work."

Conan also got up and said casually, "I'm going to do my homework too."

Xiaolan frowned, "You two, wait a minute!"

After speaking, he punched Mori Kogoro's desk, and the whole desk tilted and folded as if the paper was crushed.

Xiaolan turned her head to look at these two people, raised her fist that was still smoking and smiled kindly, "How about it, do you want to go?"

"Yes"

Mori Kogoro straightened his jacket speechlessly. If he had known earlier, he would not have let her learn karate.

Conan is also full of black lines, really, this guy Xiaolan, sometimes he doesn't like her, and he will do it right away, oppressing by force.

"Speaking of which, it seems that when that guy Amamiya Noriko is around, Xiaolan won't be like this."

Conan touched his chin, what is the reason?

It's not that it won't be like this, but Xiaolan will use more force when she takes care of the weak Amamiya Noriko.

"Is that guy still necessary to exist?"

Conan thought about it, and didn't know where she went to do these two days. Anyway, he knew that Noriko Amamiya was not at home. The reason was that it was okay to have a cold and fever, but Xiaolan said that Noriko Amamiya was not at home and was outside.

No matter where it is, most likely rejected other people's confession.

Xiaolan looked at the two adults and children who had no objections, and waved her hands, "Then let's go! Go to the art museum!"

"Yes"

Mori Kogoro and Conan replied feebly, and it was even more tormented after they arrived. Looking around at the art exhibition was no essential difference from shopping for the two of them.

There is nothing of interest, just antiques and antiques that he and Xiaolan went to see exhibitions everywhere.

They were exhausted physically and mentally after a while. If they really found the walking armor, the two of them would probably be able to lift their spirits immediately. If there is nothing to do, the two detectives don't mind deciphering the rumors.

Then they found the dead man who had been nailed to the wall with a sword in a miserable state.

In any case, Mori Kogoro and Conan are full of energy.

So when Police Officer Megure came, Mori Kogoro saluted him very energetically. Of course, the two of them were colleagues and friends, and they were just joking.

After police officer Mu Mu saw a few first witnesses at the scene, he went to ask the staff of the art gallery if they saw the prisoner or something like that.

Conan, on the other hand, was observing next to the corpse to see if there were any details.

Habitually pinching his chin, observing and thinking calmly, he suddenly smelled a light fragrance from the tip of his nose, which made him startled. He should not have appeared in the antique exhibition room at the scene of the crime, and there was some familiar fragrance.

"Where did I smell it?"

Conan said to himself, "Is it a clue related to this case?"

"Probably not."

A light voice suddenly sounded behind him, Conan's back turned cold, and he turned his head to look at the guy who suddenly spoke scary behind him.

Seeing Amamiya Noriko's smiling face, he muttered in his heart, "It really is you."

After Noriko Amamiya smiled at him, she tilted her head and said curiously, "It's so strange, Conan seemed to be very serious just now, did he analyze the case in a decent way? Is it my illusion?"

"Ahaha, it must be your illusion, Kiko-san! I'm just learning how to analyze the appearance of Uncle Mori!!"

Conan was in a bad mood, and quickly scratched his head and smirked.

Is he seriously analyzing the case?Not anymore!

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"is it?"

Noriko Amamiya looked at Conan suspiciously, "I'm not someone who has delusions."

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