The Weird Magician of the Kexue World

Of course, this line of Bi Bo Ran is only enjoyed by Conan alone.

If he dared to say it, a large bag would suddenly swell up on his head, and the stars could be seen swirling around him during the day.

Not to mention Conan's inner theater.

Due to the suspicion of the Huanben family about Huanbenwu, everyone went to Huanbenwu's room to investigate.

Not surprisingly, nothing.

As the search progressed, Ichiro Homoto began to tremble and became more and more uneasy.

In Hatake Shoji's room, everyone found a kitchen knife missing from his knife box.

Thus, the murder weapon was identified.

As for Huben Xiajiang's room, the things in it are relatively simple, and there is a family portrait on the conspicuous place on the table.

"Uncle..."

Huanben Qiujiang suddenly fell silent.

Finally, the group came to Ichiro Homoto's room.

As soon as he stepped into the room, Fujiwara Kyousuke was in the corner, feeling the fierceness, and the corner of his mouth rose slightly.

the other side.

Conan has also made new progress. He has identified the murderer, but he has not yet found the murder weapon.

However, thinking that the clues in his hand are enough, in order to win the competition, he can't care so much.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he decided to take the lead in solving the case!

Fujiwara Kyousuke glanced at Conan and felt helpless. No wonder this guy finally became a close friend with Hattori Heiji. It turned out that he had exactly the same personality in his bones.

Taking advantage of the time everyone was looking for, Conan turned on his anesthesia watch, aimed at his father-in-law's neck, and dropped the black hand neatly.

All this is in the eyes of Fujiwara Kyosuke.

Ding!

Your friend "Sleeping Mori Kogoro" is online!

"Everyone!"

Conan helped Kogoro Mouri in his position and said with his voice, "I think I already know who the murderer is."

"what!?"

Except for Fujiwara Kyousuke, everyone else was shocked.

Fujiwara Kyousuke stood beside the murder weapon and smiled silently...

Please start your show!

"father!"

Mao Lilan was stunned when he saw it: "You know who the murderer is!"

"Who is the murderer?"

Huoben Qiujiang just had a hint of curiosity, not the aggressive attitude just now.

"As Kyousuke reasoned before, that corsage is the trap set by the murderer, and Xiao Wu is just the murderer's scapegoat!"

"And the real murderer is the owner of this room—"

Conan's mirror reflected a light, and he said with certainty, "Hagi Ichiro!"

"what?!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and looked at Ichiro Homoto with disbelief.

"This is impossible!"

Ichiro Hinomoto's mother, Mariko Honemoto, said in a shrill voice, "How could Ichiro be the murderer!"

"Evidence! Evidence!"

Mariko Honemoto patted the table, even if her hands were red and swollen, she still ignored it.

"This is the evidence!"

Conan took Mouri Kogoro's left hand, holding a handkerchief in his hand, and on the handkerchief was a tiny piece of breadcrumbs!

"You can have a look."

"Bread crumbs?"

Mariko Homoto started to sweat on her head. As Hatake Ichiro's mother, she naturally knew her son's preferences.

"Ichiro was a student at the University of Fine Arts, and he had been painting until Mr. Haozou was killed."

Conan hid between Mouri Kogoro's legs and continued: "When drawing with charcoal, I often use breadcrumbs as an eraser."

"So it's easy to get on your body, and these crumbs are exactly what Ichiro dropped when he killed Mr. Hozo!"

"These are all stained with the blood of Mr. Haozou, and they are all stained with charcoal, so Ichiro must have dropped them."

"No one has been in or out of that room except me, Butler Suzuki, and Kyousuke. So, where did these crumbs come from?"

"So, there's only one explanation—"

"Hatake Ichiro is the murderer!"

"But, but, what motive did he have to kill Dad?"

Mariko Homoto looked at Ichiro Homoto in disbelief, that his son actually killed his biological father!

"I only discovered this when I came to this room."

Conan Yang was silent for a moment, then said: "I found something in the room, and this thing is the evidence that he killed the old man Haozang——"

"That's his painting!"

This statement was like a stone breaking the sky.

Homoto Ichiro was sweating profusely, as if struck by lightning.

"painting?"

Everyone looked puzzled, and they all turned their attention to the painting on the easel in the room.

"no, do not want!"

Ichiro Homoto threw his painting down like crazy, hugged it tightly in his arms, and fell to his knees.

"The person in the painting is..."

"say no more!"

Ichiro Homoto yelled: "Yes, it's me! The murderer is me!"

Everyone was in an uproar, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Ichiro...you!"

Heben Mariko closed his eyes slightly, looking extremely tired.

"Yes, I killed Grandpa!"

Ichiro Homoto shouted: "He always said I was worthless, so I held a grudge and took this opportunity to kill him!"

"And you!"

Hun Ben Ichiro's resentful eyes shot at Hun Ben Wu, and said sternly: "I hate you, so I put all this on you!"

"Ichiro?"

Huan Benwu was a little confused for a while, he didn't remember that he had offended the other party.

"Stop talking, I'm the murderer!"

Ichiro Homoto was paralyzed on the ground, with a prayer in his voice.

After Conan heard it, he put away the bow and did not tear off the last piece of the fig leaf. The sigh in his heart overshadowed the joy of solving the case.

But well-

My Kudo washing machine is really better.

the next day.

The cruise ship arrived in Tokyo, and after Kogoro Mori called the police, he left with Maurilan, Conan, Fujiwara Kyosuke and Ishikawa Kotaro.

"What's in that painting?"

On the way, Maorilan asked.

Fujiwara Kyousuke glanced at Mao Lilan and said slowly, "It's Miss Xia Jiang."

"what!"

Mao Lilan's expression changed.

Fujiwara Kyousuke glanced at Conan and said with a smile: "Mr. Ichiro likes Miss Xia Jiang, and even proposed a marriage to Mr. Haozang, but unfortunately he was rejected. The reason was that he was not as good as Mr. Xiaowu, so he killed the other party directly in his anger!"

"But aren't they cousins?"

Maurilan asked.

Fujiwara Kyousuke shrugged and didn't speak.

In the end, none of them mentioned this matter, and it was regarded as the last face for the Huanben family.

Inbreeding is not uncommon in Neon's big family, but it is rare to kill the elders if the proposal fails. If this incident spreads, the Huanben family will become the laughing stock of other families.

"But, uncle is worthy of being a famous detective, and he solved the case in three or two times." Fujiwara Kyousuke glanced at Conan and complimented Kogoro Mouri.

"Haha, where is it!"

Mouri Kogoro laughed complacently.

Conan on the side was speechless, the uncle's face is really thick.

But forget it, who makes me happy!

Ke Nanji is proud of being able to beat Fujiwara Kyousuke.