Daily life of a spy in the world of Conan

"I know." Yoel's cheeks flushed. He turned his head to look out the car window, not daring to look at Xia Chuan.

Soon, the two arrived at Inspector Megure's ward.

Except for Inspector Megure, Mori and his team are already in place.

"Instructors Natsukawa and Yor, we're really sorry for bothering you to come here so early in the morning." Officer Megure was obviously fine and smiled innocently.

"It's okay, as long as Officer Megure is okay." Natsukawa said a few words of concern, then set his eyes on Officer Megure's stomach.

Inspector Megure had a bandage wrapped around his stomach, and it was said that he was shot in the lower abdomen.

Judging from his condition, the arrow should not have penetrated very far, which is normal. After all, Officer Megure was wearing a thick layer of armor, which could provide a certain degree of resistance when being hit.

However, Inspector Megure is so fat, yet he actually does morning exercises. It seems that Inspector Megure has a physique that is prone to obesity.

"Damn it, who dares to attack the police? Could it be that Inspector Megure has been investigating some yakuza organization recently? Is this revenge from the yakuza organization?" asked Kogoro Mouri, supporting his chin.

Inspector Megure is his good friend. When his good friend is hurt, he, as a famous detective, must find the murderer.

This is also the purpose why Inspector Megure invited him and Natsukawa here this time.

Inspector Megure is his good friend. When his good friend is hurt, he, as a famous detective, must find the murderer.

Conan next to him had the same idea.

The advantages of having many younger brothers were revealed at this moment. The duo of Death Gods were filled with righteous indignation and high spirits, and were determined to avenge Inspector Megure.

Xiachuan: ...

In fact, after knowing that Inspector Megure was shot in the lower abdomen while jogging, he probably knew what the case was about.

By the way, it seems that the reason why Inspector Megure was attacked was because of Kogoro Mouri.

This should be a theatrical version.

He should have remembered it when Kogoro Mori met Eri Kisaki yesterday.

I thought it was some daily routine that had nothing to do with the plot, but it turned out to be the beginning of a case.

In his memory, the murderer in this case seemed to be a wine taster and an old friend of Kogoro Mori and Eri Kisaki.

I forgot what it was called, but what is certain is that the other party’s target was not Maori’s family and his friends.

Otherwise, the arrow should not have hit the abdomen.

The two men walked over and sat down, and Officer Megure recounted his experience of being attacked.

He has the habit of jogging in the morning every day. Today, when he was jogging to Mihua Park, someone suddenly came out from the bushes and shot an arrow at his stomach.

The man was wearing a racing suit and a safety helmet, and he ran away immediately after the attack.

The man was driving an off-road motorcycle at a very fast speed. The other party had obviously stepped over the mark. The surveillance did not provide the police with any useful clues. The motorcycle completely disappeared after entering the trail.

"It seems that the suspect has no intention of killing Officer Megure." Natsukawa said.

"What do you mean?" asked Kogoro Mori.

"According to Inspector Megure, the other party came out from the bushes at a close distance. If they really wanted to kill Inspector Megure at this distance, with the power of the crossbow and the close-range accuracy, would Inspector Megure be able to survive? Obviously not.

That person was well prepared and had conducted a detailed investigation of his escape route. He shouldn't have made a mistake when shooting. I can't think of any other reason other than that he didn't intend to kill me."

Inspector Megure felt a little emotional when he heard this, and recalled that the suspect was no more than three meters away from him when he shot. At this distance, if he wanted to kill him, even if his accuracy was poor, he would not be able to hit his lower abdomen.

"What Brother Natsukawa said seems to make sense." After saying this, Officer Megure immediately picked up his mobile phone and called Shiratori Rensaburo.

After he was injured, the case was investigated by Shiratori, and there was no progress. Xiachuan's ideas might be helpful to the case. Perhaps he had offended the other party somewhere.

After finishing the call, Officer Megure took out another photo from the table and said, "Brother Xiachuan, please help me take a look at what this thing means."

Xia Chuan took the photo and looked at it carefully. It showed a small dagger, or rather a small sword, only thirty centimeters long and looked brand new.

Officer Megure explained: "This is the item that the other party dropped after the sneak attack. I suspect it represents some meaning."

"A killer?" Joel took a few glances at it. It was just an ordinary small sword, nothing special about it. According to her thinking, it was most likely a personal proof left behind by the killer.

Many killers in the dark world will leave a unique mark of their own at the murder scene. These items vary, but they all represent the killer's personal identity.

"No, it shouldn't be that simple." Xia Chuan shook his head, wondering how to connect the small sword and playing cards together.

After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't think of a suitable reason. What the sommelier was doing now had nothing to do with him, and he had no reason to associate him with him.

In this case, it seems that Kisaki Eri has to eat the poisoned chocolate and Dr. Agasa has to be shot in the buttocks before they can be included in the sommelier's hunting list.

Now Kogoro Mouri doesn't even know that the murderer's disguised target is someone related to him. No matter how powerful he is, he cannot skip the disguise and go straight to the real target. By then, let alone Conan, I'm afraid that Inspector Megure and Kogoro Mouri will both suspect whether he is related to this case.

Everyone's eyes were on Xia Chuan, waiting for him to explain his solution to the problem.

"Uh..." Xia Chuan coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, picked up the picture of the small sword and put it in his palm and said seriously, "Don't you think this small sword is a bit like the Western sword in the hand of the King in the playing card?"

"Really?" Conan looked at Xia Chuan strangely. How did he connect the dots? Aren't all the small swords similar? Instead of associating it with playing cards, it would be better to say it is related to the chef.

and many more!

Conan narrowed his eyes and suddenly discovered something.

"Inspector Megure, where is this small sword now?" Conan asked anxiously.

"I took it back for fingerprint identification."

Noticing Conan's anxiety, Officer Megure turned around and checked the time. "The appraisal will be done soon. Officer Sato said he would come to see me and report the situation. He should bring Xiaojian over."

"Great!"

Conan clapped his left hand and cheered with his right hand. Inspector Megure was still as reliable as ever.

"Kid, why are you asking so many questions? Officer Megure is already very tired, so don't ask useless questions."

"Maybe Conan has discovered something. Brother Maori, you should let Conan tell you." Inspector Megure would definitely not do the same to other children, but not necessarily to Conan.

Conan is still very good. He can provide some clues at each crime scene. Although the puzzle of the clues can only be solved after Brother Maori falls asleep in the end, this is already amazing!

Conan nodded in disbelief, he did find the problem.

Xia Chuan stroked his chin and looked around, but he couldn't see any clues.

Soon, Sato Miwako hurried over, with a little follower following her.

The little follower was Officer Takagi.

The two of them exchanged a few words of concern and then took out the small sword.

"Did you find anything?"

Conan took the evidence bag, observed Xiaojian closely, and soon smiled.

"Look everyone, this small sword should have been newly bought, there is no sign of use on it."

"So what?" Kogoro Mouri was ready to make a move, and had already raised his fist above Conan's head.

Conan didn't notice at all, and said seriously: "This type of small sword has no practical use, and its sales must be very average. I think as long as we investigate the knife merchants in Tokyo, we should be able to find out."

"Boom!"

"it hurts!"

Conan held his head, wanting to cry but unable to cry. He had provided such a good clue, so why did Uncle Maori still beat him?

"Kid, do you know how big Tokyo is? Do you know how many knife shops there are? Even if the Metropolitan Police Department has sufficient police force, it can't do a carpet search throughout Tokyo."

Natsukawa remained silent. What Conan said made sense, and what Kogoro Mouri said also made sense.

He suggested: "We can only investigate according to this situation now, but it cannot be the focus. Perhaps Officer Megure can first think about whether there is anyone who has a grudge against you."

"Festival..."

Inspector Megure was stunned. There were too many people who had grudges against him, but fortunately, those who had grudges against him were basically criminals, and all of them were sent to prison.

"That's right!" Inspector Megure's eyes suddenly lit up and he thought of someone!

"Is it Murakami-jo?"

"Murakami-jo?" Kogoro Mori suddenly became serious.

"Dad, could it be that Murakami-jo is the man who was released from prison yesterday?"

Xiaolan was stunned. If the suspect was Murakami Jō, and her old father had boasted yesterday that he had arrested the man... then in that case, would her father also be at risk of being attacked?

"Ah."

Maori Kogoro nodded seriously, and then said: "Murakami was a dealer in a casino before. If you connect the sword, playing cards, and Murakami together... maybe it could really be him!

And his attack on Inspector Megure also explains it."

"Inspector Megure's name contains the number thirteen, so the small sword in the hand of the King in the playing cards was left behind!" said Natsukawa.

"Mr. Natsukawa is so amazing. He actually discovered in advance that this case was related to playing cards." Takagi Shigeru looked envious. If he had the same associative ability as Natsukawa, he would have been promoted and married Sato Miwako long ago.

"Not really, I'm just providing an idea." Xia Chuan shrugged to indicate that this was completely a guess.

"In this case, Uncle Maori's name contains a five..."

When Conan thought of this, a bad premonition came to his mind.

There are thirteen cards in a deck of playing cards from A to K. If Murakami Jō intends to kill people using playing cards, does it mean that he has thirteen targets?

But in that case, who would those others be?

When he heard Uncle Maori bragging yesterday, he already knew that there were only five police officers involved in the case, and they could not make up the thirteen cards.

"Wait!" His expression suddenly changed. Things were more serious than he thought. Murakami's target might not just be the five people involved in the case.

Maybe he will attack Uncle Mori and the people around Inspector Megure.

Speaking of which, Uncle Maori just met someone who might be on the playing card list yesterday - Eri Kisaki!

(Ask for monthly ticket)

Chapter 263 Assassination Target

"Q, Uncle Maori!" Conan suddenly shouted, scaring everyone.

"Little devil, are you annoying?"

"Auntie Hibiki Eri's Hibiki... and Q."

As soon as Kisaki Eri's name appeared, Kogoro Mouri's expression was stunned, and he immediately thought of the reason why Conan mentioned Kisaki Eri.

Conan continued to explain: "Fei, represents the Queen in playing cards, which is Q. If the opponent leaves a small sword, it represents K, then the opponent's next target is likely to be Fei Yingli, whose name contains the word Fei!"

"But Eri and Murakami-jo should have no grudges, right? If they were to fight, they would probably fight against eyewitnesses like Inspector Megure or Mr. Mori."

Noticing everyone's gaze, Yoel continued, "And Murakami-jo just got out of prison, right? It should have been yesterday. He didn't have time to plan these things."

"That seems to be the case." Conan, who had just come up with an idea, was confused again. What Aunt Joel said made sense. If it was Murakami Jō, how could the other party know Inspector Megure's habits? It would take time to scout the location. This was too strange.

At this time, it was already nine o'clock. Without thinking, Kogoro Mouri took out his mobile phone and called his wife's law firm.

"Beep beep beep..."

The call was not connected and Kogoro Mouri's forehead was covered with more and more cold sweat.

"Although I don't know if the suspect is this guy Murakami Jō, what is certain is that something might have happened to Eri." Kogoro Mori yelled and ran off to find his wife.

I had just run a few steps when the phone rang.

"Hello, Eri, are you okay?" Kogoro Mouri asked in surprise after answering the phone.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Maori, Attorney Fei is in court and doesn't have time to answer the phone right now."

"what?"

Kogoro Mori breathed a sigh of relief, but was also a little worried.

The room fell into an awkward situation. Inspector Megure coughed twice and said, "Okay, I think everyone is too anxious. The situation is still unknown. Brother Maori, please pay attention to Eri in the next two days.

Gao Mu, go check the information about Murakami Jō and see what he has been doing these past two days. Brothers Maori and Xiachuan, you two should go home first. I will invite you two to come over after I have sorted out more information.

There are too few clues now, and many inferences are self-contradictory.”

Inspector Megure was worthy of being a police inspector. He spoke clearly and logically, and immediately attributed the confusion in his reasoning to the fact that the suspect had committed too few crimes.

Natsukawa and Maori Kogoro nodded and left one after another.

After leaving the room, Conan pulled Xiachuan aside and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Xiachuan, should we investigate the knife merchants? This type of knife is rare, maybe we can really find it."

The corners of Xiachuan's mouth twitched. Why did they come to him for such a thing? He wanted to refuse, but when he saw Conan's expectant eyes, he finally chose to agree.

After sending Joel back home to keep the two children company, Xiachuan went out with Conan without stopping.