People are in Conan, but Ace Attorney

Chapter 29: Encounter in the Studio

"…What? You're being so vague."

"A lawyer's sixth sense? I've never heard of such a thing..."

Conan muttered, putting his phone back in his pocket.

(Although I have only known Xiang Yuan for a short time, I know that he is not a person who does things without a purpose.)
(Since you dare to say such a thing and ask me for help... you must be sure of something.)
(Takashi Matsuo and Ayako Nagai?)
Conan turned his head and looked at the closed door of the recording studio.

He subconsciously reached out and pushed up his glasses.

A barely detectable white light flashed across the lenses of the glasses.

(How dare he choose to commit murder in the presence of two detectives.)
(The murder method must be so sophisticated that it cannot be described by common sense.)
(It seems that this time the reasoning is going to become interesting.)
"Conan, is the call over? Then, shall we go in?"

Ran Mouri turned her head and just happened to see the white light flashing on Conan's glasses.

Then, he rubbed his eyes subconsciously and found that there was nothing there.

Well, it must be because I was looking at the screen inside through the gap in the studio just now, which made me a little dazzled.

She walked over to Conan and leaned down gently to ask.

"Okay, Sister Xiaolan. I can't wait to see what the show is about!"

"I guess this will definitely be the most exciting episode of the All Japan Detective Agency unit!"

Conan said this, which made Mao Lilan a little confused.

Xiang Yuanguang had already left the table halfway through, and his father still hadn't guessed the murderer in the video.

How can it be the most exciting episode when the two special guest detectives are both unreliable?

Although Xiaolan was a little confused about Conan's words, she did not ask too many questions.

It is normal for children to say or think whatever they want, and this will also be precious childhood memories in the future.

The two of them quietly opened the door, walked around the camera, and returned to their previous seats.

At the host desk, Kogoro Mouri was already sweating profusely.

He watched the entire short film that had just been played, but he couldn't figure out who the murderer was no matter how hard he racked his brains.

Could it be the deceased's sister? Or the deceased's classmate? The deceased's teacher? The deceased's cousin?

(The answer is the deceased’s sister, Uncle Maori.)
(The sister used her relationship with her brother to trick him into sitting next to the bedroom window, then entered through the bedroom door and shot him dead with several shots, then faked the murder scene.)
Conan took a quick glance and came up with the answer based on his previous memory.

He sat in his seat, staring at Matsuo Takashi and Nagai Ayako above him.

"...Well, Mr. Matsuo Takashi's muscles are very well developed, and you can see them even with his clothes covering them."

"The calluses on the palms are marks left by frequent use of something."

"Hmm...were these marks left by a gun?"

Conan deduced the known information quietly.

The sound was very faint, so quiet that even Mao Lilan, who was close to Conan, couldn't hear it.

However, the long-haired girl sitting on the other side of Conan heard it clearly.

She looked at Conan who was muttering to himself with some surprise, then quietly leaned over and spoke softly.

"Little detective, Mr. Matsuo Takashi just said that he is a retired criminal police officer and is very good at using a pistol."

"...!?"

Conan was startled and he looked up at the long-haired girl next to him.

The girl was very beautiful, but something about her made Conan feel strange.

It's the appearance... there's a problem somewhere. After a quick look, Conan can't find the reason.

"Oh, did that scare you, little detective?"

The long-haired girl sat up straight and said apologetically. Conan blinked, still feeling a strong sense of disobedience.

So he asked.

"Sister, why do you pay attention to this information? Do you like reasoning too?"

The smile disappeared from the long-haired girl's face, but when she thought of the children next to her, she forced a small smile.

She looked at Matsuo Takashi on the stage with a complicated expression, and then replied softly.

"No, I don't like reasoning. I'm just more sensitive to the identities of detectives and policemen..."

(Really? Something still doesn’t seem right.)
(Is it her appearance? No, she looks like a very pretty girl. Is it her body type?)
Conan remembered the human skeleton diagram he had seen in Hawaii.

I finally realized why I intuitively felt that there was something wrong with the long-haired girl in front of me.

Although her shoulders are slender compared to men, they are a bit wide for women.

(A man dressed as a woman? Why? Do that for a show?)

(This guy has problems too.)
"Sister, what do you do for a living? Why are you so sensitive about the identities of a criminal detective and a police officer?"

Taking advantage of his appearance, Conan continued asking.

The boy disguised as a woman held his chin with his hand and stared at Matsuo Takashi and Mori Kogoro on the hosting platform.

After a while, he finally responded.

"Because I just graduated from medical school, I will be returning to my hometown to take over the clinic in the next few days..."

"Of course we should pay more attention to criminal police and police officers. The public security in some small places is very poor."

"If the police ever arrest the wrong person, there is still room for reversal if the relationship is good."

The boy's words were meaningful.

Conan didn't ask any further, as he realized that the other person seemed to be carrying something.

That is something the other person would never tell a child.

When it comes to clichés, once or twice is enough. Any more will backfire.

So, in the end, Conan naively took out the flip phone from his pocket.

"Well, can I add my sister on LINE? If I get sick, I can ask my sister for treatment!"

(If I return to my hometown, there is no way I can go back to Beika Town to get treatment, right?)

The boy touched Conan's head.

Xiaolan next to them finally noticed the situation here.

She apologized to the boy embarrassedly.

"Oh, sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay. Add me on LINE, right? Sure."

The boy told Conan his number.

Then he thought about it and added another sentence.

"For the name of the note, let's use [Dr. Asai], right?"

(Doctor Asai? Is your last name Asai? A medical school graduate.)
(Small place, few policemen, few doctors.)
(I'll ask Dr. Agasa to check it out later.)
Conan nodded and noted the name.

Then, he continued to observe Matsuo Takashi's situation.

He only needs to do these, and leave the rest to Xiang Yuan.

(For lawyers, trusting their witnesses and trusting their friends is the basis.)
(For a detective, trusting his assistants and informants is also fundamental.)
Conan put his phone back in his pocket.

(End of this chapter)