Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"That was more than ten years ago. I didn't get any useful information."

"Because of the actual materials and information, I discussed it with the company's editor-in-chief for a long time this morning."

"By the way, we started talking on the phone around six in the morning, and it lasted for more than an hour."

As Nohira Bosuke was talking, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have an alibi.

"More than an hour, this call time is not short." Uncle Maori looked at the other party and said.

The call happened to be made during the same hour as the incident.

"That's because the deadline is approaching, my camera broke down again, and my editor-in-chief keeps nagging me." Nohira Bosuke said, looking very troubled.

"Is it broken?" The village police officer happened to be holding a very professional camera in his hand, and he took a look and asked.

"I ran out to take pictures last night and got caught in the rain. Not only did I catch a cold, but my camera also had problems."

Nodaira Bosuke sneezed and explained.

This guy really has no suspicion, has nothing to do with this village, and doesn't know much about what happened eleven years ago.

"Can we now confirm that Mr. Maori's client is the murderer?"

After walking out of the reporter's room, Sugiyama glanced at Uncle Maori and asked.

"Nine times out of ten."

"However, eleven years ago, only the accident happened to the child named Numayama Tatsuhiko."

"The murderer specifically chose the water from the reservoir where the body was found to kill people."

"Why are you trying so hard to link this to the accident that happened eleven years ago?"

Toru Amuro put his fingers on his chin and analyzed it.

In addition to the water from the reservoir, there was also the shoe that Tatsuhiko wore on his left foot.

I have to say, this is a bit like revenge killing.

However, the inn owner Hanzo Numayama is Tatsuhiko's biological father.

While everyone was thinking.

"Inspector Yamamura!"

A policeman ran over and told everyone the results of the investigation.

First, I asked the staff about the details one by one, and it turned out that there was no problem and they were all preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

Secondly, the water that drowned Numayama Hanzo was indeed the same as the water in the reservoir ten kilometers downstream.

Finally, it was confirmed that the reporter Nohira Bosuke did not lie. He talked on the phone with the editor-in-chief for more than an hour, so it should be difficult to commit the crime while talking on the phone.

Now there are only two people without alibis.

One was Tatsuhiko Numayama’s classmate and friend, and the other was his teacher.

"Uncle, could Tatsuhiko's death be related to the hotel owner?" Conan asked, looking up.

I'm afraid these two acquaintances are still hiding something about the events of that year.

"Revenge for that child?" Uncle Maori also felt that the scene was consistent with the psychology of revenge.

"Did you eat something secretly this morning?" Shanshan sniffed hard at Lin Feng and asked.

"It's a very complex aroma, not as strong as garlic. It feels like instant noodles with a complex flavor that doesn't dissipate easily, and it's cooked."

Sugiyama was very sure that when he got up to eat in the morning, he didn't see any instant noodles or anything.

Before, Lin Feng was sitting in the passenger seat of the car, and he also smelled this smell.

The reason why he asked now was because he was hungry… “It seems that you, as a restaurant owner, have some professional skills.”

"I can always smell this smell, but the smell of food is not disgusting." Lin Feng shook his clothes and said.

"Why didn't you call me when you were eating instant noodles secretly!" After Sugiyama was completely hungry, he started to look for the consequences.

"Then why don't you tell me a joke!" Lin Feng used a big move to make Shanshan shut up completely.

Sugiyama: Mr. Maori, don't look at me with curiosity, and don't ask questions. I don't know how to tell jokes...

After hearing the conversation between the two, a light flashed in Conan's head and his eyes widened.

So that’s it, I know, it’s the taste!
Just at this time, Tokubi Rokuro's painting was completed, and everyone ran over to see what kind of monster Xiaolan saw.

"This, this..." After walking into the room and seeing the painting, Officer Yamamura was directly shocked.

This painting is too scary. In the blue-black background, a green humanoid monster is standing by the forest river, with a bulging back and a big belly, as if he had just eaten something...

"Hey, hey, hey, don't tell me that you also think the murderer is Kappa." Uncle Maori said speechlessly.

Really, even though he's already a police inspector, he still gets scared just by seeing a picture.

"No, no, to be honest, I think this is, it's an alien!"

Ah Shan seems to have finally returned to normal, but he has recently become fascinated by science fiction...

"You, what are you talking about..." Uncle Maori was speechless for a moment.

"That's right. Today, as humans explore the universe, even if aliens from other planets appear..."

Officer Yamamura talked a lot about spaceships, stealth technology, and thousands of aliens hiding through shrinking technology.

He even threatened to completely seal up the case as a top-secret X-file.

"I really hope he is the murderer's accomplice..." Touzi said speechlessly.

At least in that case, he was just being stupid, there was such a police inspector in the police force.

"But why would the aliens come to kill the hotel owner?" Xiaolan grabbed A Zi's arm and asked puzzledly.

"That's because he saw something he shouldn't have seen with a telescope in the attic..."

Ashan wanted to continue speaking, but was interrupted.

"Okay, Officer Yamamura, stop trying to liven up the situation. It's time to reveal the truth."

I don't know when Uncle Maori had sat down against the wall, looking like he was sleeping.

I have to say, Conan's sneak attack technique is getting better and better. It was done without anyone noticing, and the uncle didn't even scream.

Touzi was busy complaining in her heart and had no idea what was going on.

"Oh?!" Sugiyama was very excited.

Even though they are neighbors, he has only seen the sleeping Kogoro once.

That was in order to catch a thief disguised as a passerby. Mr. Maori fell asleep leaning against a telephone pole.

That kind of petty theft was completely different from this difficult case, and even Sugiyama felt that Mr. Mori was making a big deal out of nothing that time.

Watch the sleeping detective solve a murder case. It's hard to buy a ticket. If you don't buy it well, you will become the dead...

"Click~"

"Click~"

Officer Shancun took out his phone and took a few photos.

I can play it again when I go back today!
Soon, all the people involved in this case gathered in the same room. (End of this chapter)