Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

"It's no big deal. I just want to meet him and confirm the rumors." Hattori Heiji said with a smile, "How is the guy who was compared to me now?"

As soon as Hattori finished speaking, Conan, who had swallowed a whole cup of unknown liquid, began to feel dizzy and swayed from side to side.

Jiuwu Mountain is famous for its wine.

Winnet couldn't help but raise her eyelids slightly.

In this state, it is obvious that he is drunk.

This person actually fed alcohol to elementary school students?

Although Conan is not really an elementary school student, he has become one physically.

Winnett didn't quite understand the specific effects of ATPX4869 on the human body, but judging from Conan's performance, his resistance to alcohol had obviously degenerated to the level of an elementary school student - he would fall down after just one glass of wine.

Winette stood up and faced Hattori, "What did you give him to drink?"

Hearing Winnet's voice, Xiaolan also noticed that Conan seemed to be dancing a traditional Indian dance after getting drunk, and asked anxiously: "Conan, what's wrong with you? Conan!"

"Sister Xiaolan~"

Conan stretched out his tone and groaned like a drunk office worker.

Xiaolan held Conan's shoulders and looked at Hattori angrily.

"Nothing, just a Chinese liquor called Baigan." Hattori held the bottle and explained nonchalantly, "By the way, I am sorry to bother you here before I meet Kudo. This is a meeting gift, you can take it."

"How can you let a child drink alcohol? Also, don't you know that when you have a cold, it will further reduce your immunity and even make the condition worse?"

Winnet's attitude also changed. This guy not only lacked manners but also common sense.

Xiaolan also said to him unhappily, "How can anyone make a decision on their own like you?"

Just as the conflict was escalating, the door of the detective agency was opened, and a middle-aged lady wearing sunglasses knocked on the door glass and said sarcastically: "How long do you want me to ring the bell outside? Your detective agency is quite good at receiving guests."

"Can you please take some time to listen to me?"

Now the conflict with Hattori had to be put aside.

Seeing that Conan was still in high spirits, Winette asked Xiaolan for a piece of ginger and asked him to put it in his mouth. The client then began to narrate the content of the commission.

The content was to ask Kogoro to investigate the character of her son's girlfriend.

She pulled out a photo of a young woman and a stack of papers. "Here's her photo and resume."

"Ms. Katsuragi Sachiko is 24 years old this year. She graduated from Mitsuha Junior High School and Mitsuha Senior High School with the best grades. She is currently studying at Toudou Medical College and aspires to become a female doctor who saves lives..." Maori Kogoro briefly summarized, very confused, "What exactly are you dissatisfied with her for?"

After hearing this, Miss Winnet also sighed in her heart, what a high-quality woman this is!

Just a little bit worse than her own little Ai.

The lady looked away, "No, it's just..."

"It's just because she's too perfect that I don't like her. Humans are jealous and suspicious animals. When we see someone who's too perfect, we'll unconsciously want to find fault with her. Am I right, ma'am?"

Hattori sat on Kogoro's swivel chair with his hands behind his head, looking very arrogant.

……

291 Murder in a Closed Room

"He, he is my daughter's friend." Kogoro touched the back of his head and smiled apologetically.

"In short, you can discuss the details with my husband after you arrive at my house."

The lady stood up unhappily and held up her flannel coat with one hand.

Kogoro, who was lying on the table, looked up in confusion: "In that case, why don't you two come together?"

"As I said earlier, my husband is a diplomat. If people knew he went to a place like this, there would be a scandal."

Without waiting for Kogoro to answer, Hattori slammed the table and decided immediately: "Okay, I'll go with you too."

"What!?" Kogoro was surprised.

"Instead of letting you go alone, it would be better to let people think that we are father and son visiting. This will make it less likely to arouse suspicion." Hattori explained.

Kogoro was speechless.

Take a commission and get a son for free?

"That's right. I'll leave it to you then." The lady who commissioned the project put on sunglasses.

"I think you should come along too." Hattori Heiji turned his gaze to Xiaolan again.

"Why should I go?"

Xiaolan couldn't understand why she was called. "If I go with them, who will entertain Miss Winnet?"

"Wouldn't it be better if there was one more person to keep you company?" Hattori said confidently, "Then the foreign lady should come along as well... and if you come along, Kudo Shinichi might show up as well."

His words went straight to Xiaolan's heart.

Even during the last bombing, she didn't see Shinichi. If you think about it, the two of them haven't seen each other for a very long time. If they could meet in this incident...

Xiaolan began to anticipate.

Conan, who smelled the detective's scent, couldn't help but call out "Sister Xiaolan" twice in a row, and said naively: "Then let's all go together."

"But your cold is okay?"

Xiaolan saw that Conan's face was still covered with sweat and felt a little unsure.

"Well, after drinking that, I feel better already."

"Really?" Winnet was very surprised.

In her common sense, alcohol would only aggravate the condition, especially when the concentration of white wine was very high.

Seeing Conan's calm performance, Winnett thought of the word "showing off". Under normal circumstances, the body and facial muscles of ordinary people will not be tense, but Conan is a counterexample.

For a small commission, he would go to such lengths.

Are you so interested in this man?

Or is she afraid that this man will say something to Xiaolan again?

Winnett was not interested in this tragedy, but she was tied to the chariot by Hattori and Conan's two words. Although she could refuse, she thought that it would be too deliberate to go to see Ai now, and she felt that there was nothing she could do, so she did not refuse.

Winnet agreed to go along, and the group headed to a single-family building that covered a large area.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw the butler in butler's uniform coming out to greet me, "Madam, you are back?"

"Where's the master?"

"Yes, I think the master should be in the study." The butler noticed the people who followed them and asked, "May I ask who these people are?"

"He is an old friend of mine, Mr. Maori," she explained.

At the same time, the door of the room near the entrance was opened, and a young woman walked out. It was Miss Katsuragi Sachiko that Kogoro saw in the photo.

The surprised Kogoro was stopped by Hattori before he could say anything.

"What brings you to this place?"

"I asked her to come here." Another man who walked out of the room answered, "I saw that my father was unwilling to meet Sachiko, so I forced him to agree. It seems that my father has not left the study just now."

Katsuragi Sachiko smiled and said, "Um, are these guests your friends, mom?"

"It has nothing to do with you," she yelled unhappily, "and I don't think you have the status to call me mom now!"

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

Katsuragi Sachiko bowed her head and apologized silently. She was very humble in front of her mother-in-law, and her main expression was fear.

Winnet concluded that the lady was accustomed to maintaining her dignity in this family, or at least actively defending her position; when she was angry, the butler would lower his head and glance at her, not daring to come forward.

"Please come with me."

Ignoring Katsuragi Yukiko, she led Winnett and her group upstairs. During this time, Winnett heard her son's dissatisfaction and complaints, saying that she was just a second wife, and they immediately ran into the head of the family's father on the stairs again.

"What's wrong, Dad? You haven't gone out yet?"

"What are you talking about? I was just about to show you this fish I caught." The old man took out a roll of paper from behind and spread it out. On it was a fish drawn with ink. "How about it, is this fish big?"

"It is indeed quite big. I will be there soon. Please wait for me in the Japanese-style room first."

"it is good."

After a brief exchange, the two made way for the old man to go downstairs. The hostess knocked on the door at the staircase and said, "Honey, Mr. Maori is here. Honey!" But to no avail.

She murmured to herself: "That's strange, isn't he inside?" Then she took out the room key and opened the door.

Inside the room, a middle-aged man was sitting at a desk facing the door, as if he had fallen asleep, with one hand supporting his cheek. There were seven or eight books piled on the desk, and a German opera was playing on the video cabinet on the left.

Winnet didn't know much German, but judging from the style, it was probably the opera that was popular in Vienna before World War II.

The hostess walked straight forward. "The stereo was on, not turned off, and he fell asleep like this." She patted the diplomat's shoulder, trying to wake him up, "Husband, don't sleep anymore, get up quickly..."

In an instant, the diplomat who was sitting with his arms propped up was out of her grasp.

Bang.

The whole person fell on his back after being hit sideways.

Winnet's eyes were stern, and the attention of several detectives was also attracted. They rushed to the fallen diplomat, ignored the hostess who was calling, and squatted to observe.

"It's no use, he's dead." Hattori Heiji concluded.

Kogoro had heard of Hattori's name and did not question his judgment. He hurriedly asked Xiaolan to call the police.

Winnett also walked closer. She noticed that the deceased's lips were purple, but there were no signs of strangulation on his neck, and the room did not have the conditions for him to drown. She concluded that it was death from suffocation caused by a severe neurotoxin.

When the corpse fell, the movements of its limbs were quite natural, just like when the body was asleep. This means that the joints of the corpse had not yet stiffened and the time of death could not have been more than two hours.

They entered the room with the help of the hostess, which meant that the scene was a semi-enclosed secret room. It was basically confirmed that this was the crime scene. In addition, the family did not seem to have a very harmonious relationship, so Winnet initially judged that this was a family ethics case.

Huh, how come she has become like a detective?

Winnett decided to hand the case over to the detective present, and went to the window to take a look. The glass was very transparent, and had been cleaned not long ago. The windowsill was wiped clean, and there were no marks on the surface. Looking down from the window, there was the grass in the courtyard, but the height was more than six meters, and there were no signs of trampling on the grass below. It was basically certain that this was a real secret room.

"it hurts!"

The overlapping calls attracted Winnet back.

She saw Hattori picking up Conan like a kitten, and complained to Xiaolan: "It's all because you didn't take good care of him. Really! How can you let a child see a corpse like this!"

Xiaolan nodded silently after being scolded. She knew this, but Conan was disobedient at the crime scene more than once or twice, which left her with the impression of an uncontrollable brat. After losing control repeatedly, she let it go. Xiaolan held Conan, who looked unhappy, and waited quietly aside, allowing Hattori to investigate.

Winnet took out the cross pendant from her chest and prayed for the deceased "diligently" to comfort the grieving hostess beside her. She was good at capturing people's emotions, and it was obvious that the lady was not without feelings for him; during the prayer, Winnet saw Hattori wrapping the needle-like object that reflected the sunlight with linen, and instantly realized that it was the murder weapon.

Within twenty minutes, the police arrived at the scene and obtained information from the lady.

"The deceased is named Dacun Xun, 54 years old."

Inspector Megure recited the deceased's information, then frowned and turned to look at the smirking Kogoro: "And there happened to be a detective at the scene where the body was found."

"Yes, that's right, Officer Megure! I'm Kogoro Mori."

"So, this is a murder case, Brother Maori?"

"Well, I don't see any obvious external injuries on him, maybe..."

Conan interrupted him midway: "Look more carefully! This must be--"

"Poison."

"Yes, it was poison!"

Conan realized something was wrong after he spoke. He looked up at the source of the sound and saw Hattori with his head down observing the corpse.

Hattori put his hands in his pockets and said, "This deceased was poisoned by someone. Look, besides a small dot on the edge of his hair, there is also an iron needle next to the body that looks like the murder weapon. Although this deceased died with his hand on his cheek, in my opinion, he was stabbed with a poison needle and then deliberately put into this position."

Kogoro retorted, "But this could also be a suicide case."

"No," Winnett joined the discussion midway, "The deceased's lips and fingertips are purple, which is a characteristic of death by suffocation, but there are no signs of strangulation or drowning at the scene."

Hattori shrugged and said with a smile: "You are quite capable. Are you also a detective?" He smiled with appreciation.

Winnet ignored him: "The body did not show signs of rigor mortis when it fell, and there is no livor mortis now. He must have been killed shortly before we entered the room."

Hattori was surprised again. Because Winnet's eyes looked dull, he initially thought she was blind, but now he found that she had excellent observation and keen judgment. Not only that, she was also a devout believer and a character with extraordinary skills. These characteristics combined made him quite interested.

Hattori turned his head and looked at her: "To add, the time is within thirty minutes, and the murderer is near this house."

Megure, who was surrounded by detectives, was no longer surprised. Even Conan, as a child, often played detective games. At this point, he did not think that Winnet's inference was incredible. After all, he could do it himself as long as he observed carefully. However, this young man with a dark complexion in front of him was the first time he had seen it.