Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 285 The person who drew the eyebrow pencil is the murderer

"It's really strange. If the murderer is really the owner of the shop, why did he pretend to be dead and then kill Ms. Ayako?" Maria Toda questioned, while fiddled with her phone absently.

She sent an email to Kumail for a while, but there was no reply from the other side. I don't know if she has left her previous location and returned to Tokyo.

This place is located in a remote place, and he must have spent a lot of time and effort to find a suitable sniper spot when he came from Tokyo.

But he wants to come here without telling Bourbon, and he has to rush back before Bourbon finds out, so he may not choose to stay and continue to monitor...

This is the situation they are destined to face in an awkward position. Can you really go on unswervingly, Kumail?
"Who knows, people are very complicated, and we don't know what kind of grievances they have." Two people died in one night, and because of the fire, they were busy fighting the fire, sweating, hungry, sleepy and tired, Mori Kogoro had lost the desire to use his brain, so he said casually, "Maybe this is the reasoning question and answer arranged by the shop owner. He used feigned death to get out of everyone's sight, and then used an accident to start the reasoning question and answer... Maybe Ayako Oki It’s just that I found something and got involved accidentally…”

This uncle is talking nonsense all day...

Hattori Heiji, who didn't know the danger was hanging over his head, squinted at Kogoro Mori.

"Nonsense!" Without waiting for Hattori Heiji to explode, Toshiaki Fujisawa, who couldn't bear it anymore, protested, "This was a premeditated murder, and he did it on purpose! Look at this card, look at it!"

He took out a postcard-sized object from his arms and threw it on the table with a "snap".

Seeing a card with words written on it flying onto the table, the words notice letter flew through Conan's mind for the first time, and when he realized what he was thinking, he couldn't help knocking on his forehead.

It's all joker's fault, stuffing people with small pieces of paper all day long, this guy...

Slandering the Phantom Thief who stuffed advertisements everywhere, Conan stretched his head to look, and saw the words on the piece of paper:

[If you want that book, come to the garage on time at 5:[-] tomorrow morning.

The book will be placed under the chair in the back seat. 】

"If I follow the instructions above, I will be the one to die!" Toshiaki Fujisawa's voice trembled in fear, "This is a deliberate murder!"

Mori Kogoro picked up the piece of paper and asked, "Who gave you this thing?"

"I found it on the door." Toshiaki Fujisawa exhaled, and said bitterly, "Not long after dinner..."

"Ah, it seems that the boss may have put this on everyone's door. Anyone who can't help but run over greedily will attract murder." Kogoro Mouri said happily as he patted the table.

"Hey, uncle, I've said it more than once, Boss Kanaya is really dead!" Hattori Heiji's forehead twitched with veins, "A detective like you will only make the situation more and more chaotic!"

"It's so rude, my father solves the case smoothly every time, he has helped many people!" Mao Lilan, who went to help serve coffee and ice water, walked back to the living room, and heard Hattori Heiji's words, and threw the plate in his hand Put it on the table, "He just hasn't entered the state yet. When he solves the case, he often falls into a sleepy thinking mode. That's why he is called 'Sleeping Moori Kogoro', right Dad?"

"Ah, um..." Mori Kogoro touched his head and laughed twice.

The sleeping Mori Kogoro... Hattori Heiji narrowed his eyes, almost forgetting this.

"Come here, Miss Ran." Hattori Heiji pulled Mori Ran aside.

Mao Lilan broke free from his movements lightly, frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

"You said that your dad often solves cases in a sleeping posture...where was that guy when he solved the case?"

"What 'that guy'?"

"It's him, this one!" Hattori Heiji lifted Conan, who was quietly approaching them and tried to eavesdrop, pulling his clothes from the back of his neck.

Belmode, who brought a glass of ice water to his mouth, narrowed his eyes and looked in their direction very unkindly.

This black-skinned boy really discovered something.

Before he makes things irreparable, or else...

"He doesn't seem to be there every time, but he often comes out from my dad's vicinity to assist him in explaining. He is a very capable little helper."

"Oh, I see……"

Hattori Heiji turned his wrist and turned Conan, who was fluttering in his hand, in his direction, and the expression on his face became meaningful.

No, you have to interrupt what he was about to say.

Putting the cup on the table, Belmode raised his legs and walked towards the three people gathered on one side.

At this moment, suddenly, the whole room went dark.

It was originally early in the morning, but at this moment, it was raining heavily outside the house, and the lighting of the electric lights was lost, and the whole house was plunged into darkness.

"There's a power outage!" Mao Lilan looked around in vain, "Is it because of thunder?"

"Don't worry!" Hitomi Iwai's voice came out in the darkness, "It should just be a trip, just change the fuse!"

"Candle, do you have a candle?"

Fujisawa Toshiaki tentatively stretched out his hand to support the table in front of him, frowned, took out the lighter in his pocket, and opened the lid.

A small flame lit up from the vent, and in the darkness...

Two lights came on.

One is the lighter in Toshiaki Fujisawa's hand, and the other is...

Belmod stopped his forward steps, frowned fiercely, and looked down at the lit phone screen in his hand.

is a new email notification.

Tsk, don't come sooner or later, this sudden darkness is obviously a good opportunity to create an accident.

Having said that, she still raised her hand and said, "It seems that there is new news... Yes, Miss Waiter, why don't you use my mobile phone to take a picture..."

She quickly clicked on the new email she had received.

[I was driving just now, you haven't done it yet, have you?Hope not.

Hattori Heiji is the son of Hattori Heizo, the head of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters. If something happens to him, his attention will be drawn here, so don't act rashly.

In addition, his presence is also necessary.

Let's open the sunroof and talk straight.

This guy Kudo's acting skills are really terrible. It took me less than 24 hours to become Tang Zezhao before I discovered the problem.

Therefore, Kudo needs a helper who knows his true identity and can assist him to do things that I can't do.Hattori, who is close to him and vaguely guessed his situation, is a good choice.

Tang Zezhao was his loyal partner, Kumail was not. 】

Belmode's forward steps stopped.

After these few days of contact and judgment, she can roughly guess the state of Kumail, the little lunatic.

When he doesn't speak honorifics and doesn't use long written expressions, it's usually his more genuine emotional expressions.

It can be seen that the pulling and probing of the past few days, as well as the exhausting developments tonight, have exhausted his patience, and the entire email is completely spoken in plain language.

This is indeed a very reasonable reason.

Kumail, who became a partner with Bourbon and worked under Bourbon's nose, did not have so many choices.

A friend who really stands by the cool guy and can help him without any hesitation may play a greater role than either of them.

Unaware that she had begun to acquiesce that Kumail was standing in the same camp as herself, Belmode, who dispelled the attack intention, relaxed a little.

His eyes flickered, and Belmode, who had obviously made up a lot of things in his brain, let out a breath, and turned to the waiter, planning to help her repair the fuse together.

At this moment, she felt a slight sound of breaking through the air from her side, her eyes widened, she almost instinctively charged up, and she kicked her leg in the direction of the attack.

There was a "snap", the crisp sound of a metal object falling to the ground.

There was an extremely suppressed grunt, and the person who was kicked by her seemed to have lost his balance due to the severe pain. There was a harsh sound of being hit and dragged on the floor from the dining table and chairs.

Judging from the sound, the other party should have knocked down the chair, and crawled a few steps in a panic before staggering to stand up.

Then, there was the sound of glass being smashed at the window.

"What's wrong! What happened!"

"What sound, someone was attacked?!"

"Turn on the light, turn on the light quickly, it hasn't been fixed yet!"

The chaotic darkness lasted for a while, and the lights in the living room finally came back on.

Belmode closed his eyes, adapted to the sudden change in brightness, and turned his gaze to the direction of his attack.

A sharp ice pick rolled helplessly and unwillingly, combined with the continuous rainwater pouring in from the cracked window, there was a feeling of death.

(End of this chapter)