Chapter 472 The Drunken Kogoro Mouri

"Rye Whiskey knows I've shrunk now, right?"

“If that’s the case, then Moroboshi Dai shouldn’t have fought Gin to save me, because he would have gained nothing by doing so, and the person he saved might even be Vermouth who would shoot him in return.”

Ai Haibara calmly analyzed.

Conan, who was sitting next to him, also thought this made a lot of sense.

Although Chen En's tone was clearly somewhat harsh when he described Moroboshi Dai, or more accurately, Akai Shuichi, in Chen En's words, Akai Shuichi, like Furuya Rei, was someone whose strength was guaranteed.

From this perspective, it's unlikely that Shuichi Akai would fall into such a trap.
Chen En did not refute Ai Haibara's analysis.

He took a sip of coffee and then began to think about the Black Organization's plans for tomorrow. He was originally considering how to connect Shuichi Akai with the Black Organization and fake his death.

But now there's no need to think about it anymore; Vermouth is pretending to be Sherry to deceive men.

Then as long as Shuichi Akai pretends to take the hook, there won't be any problem.

However, Ai Haibara found Chen En's attitude somewhat strange.

Ai Haibara jumped off the sofa, went to Chen En's side, looked up at him with a hint of confusion in her eyes, and then asked,

"Chen En, is there something wrong with what I said?"

"Based on your usual style, if my analysis is correct, you should agree directly, and if it is wrong, you should point it out... Silence is not something you would do."

To this, Chen En simply smiled and replied,
"I will handle this matter, you don't need to worry."

"You can just do your work as usual tomorrow."

Ai Haibara stared at Chen En for a while.

Instead, Conan yawned and said,

"In short, the heinous incident was just a farce staged by members of the Black Organization, a show that no one would actually take the bait, right?"

"Since you say you can handle it, then I'm relieved."

"However, I still have a question: ...aren't you tired of doing all these things every day?"

—Generally speaking, this word wouldn't appear in Batman's dictionary.

Chen En took a sip of coffee and said,

"Didn't I tell you this when we returned from Dracula's villa?"

"One of the rules for vigilantes is not to sleep."

Conan:?
You'd better not sleep at all.

Just as Conan jumped off the sofa, contemplating whether to jump up and punch Chen En in the knee or simply go back to the agency to sleep, a familiar voice came from outside the window, even humming a little tune.

Immediately, Conan sighed and said,
"Here we go again."

Chen En: ?
Here we go again? What, here we go again?

A hint of doubt appeared in Chen En's eyes.

He turned his head to look at the street. At this moment, there was only Kogoro Mouri on the street. The moonlight shone on him, making his swaying figure look somewhat dashing.

The sleeping detective was humming a little tune as he walked.

He had an expression that said he'd had a great time drinking tonight.

Chen En raised an eyebrow. He hadn't been in his apartment at this time lately, and today was the first time he'd come home at this hour. Therefore, this was the first time he'd seen Kogoro Mouri attacking at night while drunk.

Conan, standing next to Chen En, gripped the windowsill with both hands, struggling to sit up, and looked out the window at Kogoro Mouri.

Then, Conan sighed again and said,
"Don't be surprised, that's how it is."

"Chen En, do you still remember the little lily by your bedside?"

Chen En nodded slightly.

However, he didn't know what Kogoro Mouri's current state had to do with Sayuri by his bedside.

Could it be that... Kogoro Mouri went to serve drinks to Sayuri by his bedside?
That's not impossible, because the reason why Sayuri is clinging to Kogoro Mouri might be because Kogoro Mouri looks remarkably like Sayuri's deceased husband.

However, Kogoro Mouri even went so far as to lay a hand on Sayuri, who was sitting right next to his bed.

He had to admit that Kogoro Mouri was indeed the most authoritative figure when it came to detectives.

Let alone him, no Batman in history has ever had to drink with someone as heavyweight as Sayuri. In this respect, Kogoro Mouri has surpassed all Batmen by himself.

Conan noticed that Chen En's gaze was a little strange, and quickly explained,

"The key is not Sayuri, but the old man who was competing with Sayuri and Eri for Uncle Mori. That old man's name is Ryozo Gamo."

"Gao Liangzo's purpose in seeking out Uncle Mori was to find witnesses or evidence that he did not commit murder."

"As a reward, he would treat Kogoro Mori to drinks at an izakaya or restaurant every day, even though Uncle Mori made no progress in this regard, Ryozo Gamo would still treat him every day without fail."

"So much so that whenever Uncle Mori is free at night, he will definitely go out, and when he does, he will definitely be drinking with Ryozo Gamo."

The elementary school student who was about to die sighed.
It carried a hint of disappointment and frustration.

"I clearly told Xiaolan to control her drinking."

"As a result, I still drink without any restraint. I'm just relying on my good physical condition to tough out the side effects of alcohol. After all, there's no such thing as alcohol that makes you more energetic the more you drink."

"I felt that the old man was simply looking for drinking buddies."

Because right now, Gamo Ryozo's behavior is nothing like that of a client. Where is there a client who sends a message during the day asking if there are any clues, and then invites people over for drinks at night?

Hearing this, Chen En also felt a little uneasy.

Of course, it's possible that Ryozo Gamo is a genuinely kind person, but Kogoro Mouri's detective skills are simply too poor, which is why the situation has remained stuck in this limbo.

It's definitely time to get Kogoro Mouri to quit drinking.

As for Kamao Ryozo...

Chen En planned to go back and investigate what exactly happened to Gamo Ryozo that made him so eager to help Mouri Kogoro find evidence to prove his innocence.

"Okay, I'm going back first."

"The old man should be asleep in his room by now, so I need to sneak over there. Otherwise, it will be troublesome if he wakes up and finds that I'm not on the tatami at this time."

Conan said, waving goodbye.

Chen En also felt that he was about to lose his composure regarding Conan's situation.

As a future member of high society, he owns a big house, but he lives in the Mouri Detective Agency every day, sleeping on tatami mats and not even having a bed to sleep in.

—All I can say is that Conan deserves this; he asked for it and got it.

(End of this chapter)

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