Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

"Brother Maori, who is this young man?"

"He is Hattori Heiji," Kogoro said reluctantly with a choked expression on his face, "just an arrogant young detective."

"Hattori Heiji..." Megure seemed to be wondering where he had heard it before, and then he said "oh" after remembering it. "So it's you!" Megure excitedly pressed his shoulders and looked at Hattori, "You must be the son of Hattori Heizo, the current chief of the Osaka Police Station, who is still in high school!"

"He is the son of the chief of Osaka Police Station..." Kogoro was surprised.

Little did he know that Xiaolan was even more surprised. The high school detective in front of her was very similar to the Kudo Shinichi she had been thinking about. They were about the same height and the way they faced cases. This similarity was not due to appearance, but to a kind of charm, confidence in his own reasoning, the flamboyance he showed in the field he was good at, and the calm and confident smile.

"Ah!"

Xiaolan's thoughts were interrupted, and she bowed: "Are you okay, Conan?"

The slugs on Conan's face were getting longer and longer, and his complexion looked like a white radish frozen in a refrigerator, and he was in poor condition.

Winnet thought, that is, how could it be possible that someone could drink strong liquor after catching a cold and not have the symptoms get worse.

Officer Megure stroked his chin and walked back and forth in the house. He gathered everyone in the house according to Hattori's speculation. "All the windows are locked. It is impossible to enter or exit from the outside."

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After a brief analysis, he considered the environment to be a secret room and thought the most likely perpetrator was the person who held the key to the room.

"Mrs. Tatsumura, there should be several sets of keys to this study, right?"

"No, there are only two keys here." The hostess calmed down after hearing this, took out the key with a weight from her lady bag, and showed it to Megure, "One is the one in my hand, and the other is with my husband."

"On your husband?" Megure was a little flustered, which meant that the difficulty of solving the case increased further.

"Yes, he usually puts it in his trouser pocket."

"Well, let me take a look."

Megure came to the victim, reached into his trouser pocket, turned the lining inside out, and found that the key was stuck in the small pocket inside the trouser leg - it fell to the ground in the process of turning it inside out.

Megure looked incredulous: "How is this possible?"

Everyone present was surprised.

Kogoro, who was somewhat confused, subconsciously asked, "What's wrong?"

"Don't you understand yet?" Hattori analyzed the situation. "When we came in, the door of this study was clearly locked. That is to say, the murderer locked the door before leaving after committing the crime. One of the keys to this study was on the lady who entered with us, and the other was in the double pocket of the victim's pants. This makes it an impossible crime - a murder in a closed room!"

……

292 Kudo Shinichi's Journey into Wonderland

Everyone present was surprised by the judgment of "locked room murder". Hattori Heiji was not paying attention to this matter. He had been quietly paying attention to the reaction of Maori Kogoro. As he expected, the performance of this famous detective who had appeared frequently in newspapers recently was very poor. Hattori believed that these wonderful reasonings were not his own work at all, but Kudo Shinichi was behind the scenes - all the cases were solved by him. It must be this uncle who secretly contacted Kudo Shinichi behind the scenes to seek his help in solving the case. This time, the result must be the same.

Hattori curled the corners of his mouth, thinking that Kudo's appearance would arouse his competitive spirit. He was determined to use this closed room murder case to compete with Kudo Shinichi.

His opponent, Edogawa Conan, was sweating, with snot oozing from his lips and his eyes almost narrowed into slits. His mind had already flown away from the case, and a field of colorful little stars appeared in front of his eyes, as if an angel with a trumpet appeared - his ears had already started to ring. It would be best to solve this case quickly and go back to sleep! Conan sniffed his nose.

Hattori Heiji looked at the police, "What are you still doing? The crime happened between 3:4 and :. It is most important to find out the alibi of the person who may have committed the crime during this period as soon as possible, right?"

Megure rubbed the back of his head and replied with a smile: "That's true." Then he turned around and put his arm on Kogoro, with one hand raised to his mouth: "Don't lose to him."

Kogoro still looked confused.

Megure was so anxious that sweat broke out on his temples: "Do you want to let this outsider and young boy show off? I put all my hopes on you, great detective!" At last, Megure patted Kogoro's back hard.

Kogoro hummed twice.

Megure took his notebook and went to each member of the family to ask questions. The housekeeper was talking to a neighbor at the door at that time. The victim's son and Miss Sachiko went to the study and knocked on the door without success. When they returned downstairs, they happened to meet Maori and his group. The victim's father had been watching TV in the living room next to the study. Finally, the wife said that she went out at about one o'clock.

Hattori pinched his chin with his fingers and initially narrowed the suspects down to his son, Miss Sachiko, and his father, who had time to commit the crime.

Megure was attracted by the dazzling array of CDs on the wall, "Wow, there are quite a lot of CDs here."

"Yes, because our master has always loved listening to classical music," the butler explained.

Conan was a little surprised. What they heard when they entered this room was opera, not classical music, but there were many connections between the two, and it made sense that they suddenly wanted to listen to opera.

Megure turned his attention to the photos in the study and asked about his wife. The photos were probably of her husband and ex-wife, but she was unwilling to answer.

Oops, my vision is getting blurry! Conan struggled to stabilize his feet and found Winnet standing in front of the bookshelf in front of him, deep in thought. At the same time, the police officer who was investigating the scene mentioned the books on the table. The cover color was the same and corresponded to a gap in the bookshelf, and Winnet was standing in front of the gap. She also found that these books were taken down by the murderer. This thought popped up in his head, and what she said just now also made him confirm that her eye problem was not a difficult obstacle.

Her identity is a mystery, and most of what he knows about her comes from Sonoko. Even now, with the murder case imminent, she still has the leisure to flip through the books on the wall. She has shown her calm side in previous cases.

"Officer, the key on the victim seems unusual." The police officer rushed behind Megure to report the news. He held up the victim's key and opened the oval key weight ring with a bird pattern, revealing a sandwich structure inside.

"When the key ring is opened, there is tape inside," said the police officer.

Hattori Heiji came close to Megure and observed the internal structure. There was a small gap in the middle of the key ring.

"let me see!"

Conan stretched out his hand and walked with a limp as if he had been walking for years, as weak as a zombie in an American movie.

Winnet had noticed Conan's abnormality a long time ago. She thought it was just a complication of a cold and didn't pay much attention to it. But when she saw him covering his chest, she frowned. In Winnet's mind, Conan is a guinea pig for Ai to recover and become an adult again. His health needs to be guaranteed, at least he can't die because of some insignificant things. Covering his chest is obviously abnormal. Xiaolan and Sonoko know Kudo Shinichi very well. She has never heard that he has a suspected heart disease, so she guessed that this might be a hidden danger left by taking APTX4869. Is it because of the alcohol? She hesitated for two seconds, and immediately supported Conan, who was breathing heavily, from the back.

"You look very bad. You should find a place to rest. There should be a spare room here." She said with concern, "If you have any physical problems or are left with sequelae, it will be troublesome. Children of your age should not be so stubborn. You can play the detective game next time."

Seeing that Conan was indifferent, she whispered again: "Your heartbeat is abnormally fast, as if you have just done strenuous exercise."

"I'm fine..."

The voice that answered was already very weak. Conan didn't want to waste energy talking anymore. He had to quickly unravel this secret room trick: the unusual books placed in front of the corpse, the opera played at the crime scene, and the unnatural state of the person in front of the photo! I know, the criminal is -

"Conan! Conan, what's wrong with you! Conan!"

Xiaolan looked at Conan with an uneasy look.

He fell into Winnet's arms.

"Hey, call the doctor over quickly." Seeing this, Megure ordered the police officer next to him.

Winnett put her hand on Conan's forehead, and her palm felt hot. Did the cold worsen into a fever? Not only the forehead, but other parts of the body were also hot! Winnett was horrified. If this state continued, it might be life-threatening. "I know a little bit of medical skills." Winnett said to Xiaolan, and picked him up horizontally, "Is there a room where we can rest?"

"Then let him lie in my room, which is at the end of the corridor." The diplomat's son stepped forward and said.

Xiaolan thanked him quickly.

Just as Winnet was about to leave the room, Hattori Heiji came back and said that he already knew the method of this case. This sentence woke up Conan who was in a daze. He saw the fishing line in Hattori's pocket and instantly realized the problem. Could it be that guy! Conan wanted to speak, but he didn't have the strength to do so. In the blink of an eye, he could no longer see the door.

Winnet carried Conan and put him on the bed. "Lan, go find some towels, soak them in warm water, and see if there are any ice cubes in the refrigerator. He needs to be cooled down now." Winnet instructed Lan, thinking that it was her duty to help the person she loved. She took a deep breath, and her gentle smile turned into annoyance.

Conan, who was lying on the bed, was in a state of intense mental activity. He was still unwilling to fall ill at a critical moment. He took a deep breath and started coughing again. The next second, he felt embarrassed again.

Winnet was undressing him, her body was so hot that she no longer needed to keep warm.

Conan wanted to stop her, but his body was too hot to bear. He felt as if his heart was a stone wrapped in lava, about to crack. His eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and he gritted his teeth and struggled. Was he going to die? He began to cry out unwillingly.

"What's going on? Is it really because of the alcohol?" Winnett became unconfident, thinking that it would be great if Ai was here, because she would definitely know what Conan is like now. Now, before the doctor arrives, all she can do is to help him cool down, and at most ask the housekeeper if there is any antipyretic medicine -

"what!"

Winnet lowered her eyes and saw Conan's limbs quickly stretched out as if he had drunk the enlargement potion in Alice in Wonderland, and then turned into what a 17-year-old high school student should look like. This scene was too counterintuitive, and it was not until Kudo Shinichi began to move and opened his eyes that she realized what had happened in just a few seconds.

"I think you should explain it to me later." She didn't expect to see this process, but she had an excuse to know that he was Kudo Shinichi. She walked to the closet next to her and took out a set of men's clothes, a white shirt, a blue suit jacket and trousers. She threw it in Kudo Shinichi's face and said coldly, "Why, you don't put it on yet, do you want me to measure the size for you?"

Kudo Shinichi shuddered suddenly, holding down her elastic waistband, and said with difficulty: "Can you please turn around first?"

"Okay," Winette said with a fake sneer, "So you know shame? You're pretending to be a child, Mr. Kudo Shinichi. I really can't think of any positive reason for you to do this... But you don't need to be shy. In my eyes, you are as blurry as the mosaic of excrement on TV."

Kudo Shinichi was devastated. He was still in the aftermath of the uncomfortable state just now, but he was able to move freely. As for why he became his original self, he had no idea, but it was a cause for celebration. The only surprise was that Winette witnessed the whole process. He was afraid that he would be regarded as a bad guy with ulterior motives and was regarded as garbage like excrement. Although he had ten thousand words to explain in his heart, considering that Xiaolan might come back at any time, he had to borrow the clothes of Mr. Tatsumura. He put on the clothes quickly, and then faced Winette's cold face. He felt a chill as if he was being stared at by a snake, and a deep contempt.

"I will explain it to you later. I hope you can help me keep this secret from Xiaolan," Kudo Shinichi pleaded.

"Needless to say, I will do the same. I don't want to see a pure and kind girl get hurt." Winette walked out the door and saw Xiaolan was still on the first floor. "Take this opportunity to leave. I will explain to her later. Please prepare a good argument to convince me, or beg God to forgive you."

In other words, if you can't convince her, you won't be forgiven.

The way she treats Conan and Kudo is completely different! Women can change their attitude so quickly, it's so scary! Kudo quickly hid in the room next to the study. He was going to show up as Kudo Shinichi as soon as Xiaolan entered the study to solve the case.

Winette felt very complicated when she saw Kudo hiding. If that bottle of "white dry" was really the antidote for APTX4869, I wonder what Xiao Ai would choose. She calmed her restless heart and told herself that it didn't matter if she had to flee to the ends of the earth. It was not a bad thing to have a short and brilliant life.

Patting her cheeks with both hands, Winnet raised her head to face Xiaolan who was walking towards her. She looked anxious, with towels hanging on her hands. She walked directly into the room with the doctor without saying hello to Winnet, but found that Conan was not there. After calling out loudly once, she left the room and asked Winnet.

Winnett naturally didn't want Kudo Shinichi and Xiaolan to come clean so quickly, so she lied, "He's getting much better. He just insisted on going to the bathroom by himself, so he should be in the bathroom now. Don't worry, I promise he's not as uncomfortable as he was in bed anymore. He can even jog, and his temperature has dropped. I think it'll be fine if I ask the doctor for two antipyretic pills."

"Is that so?" Xiaolan was a little unsure. After all, Conan looked like he couldn't stand it just now.

"Ah."

"Then I'll go find him." She asked, "Which toilet is it?"

"I don't know. He ran away so fast and jumped up and down like he was baptized."

Xiaolan went straight to the study room, ready to inquire about the whereabouts of the toilet, but the first thing she said when she entered was to ask if Conan had come. Everyone was busy verifying Hattori Heiji's reasoning method, and the answer was no. At the same time, the father of the deceased admitted that this was a crime he committed. Xiaolan was about to ask the second question when a figure that everyone found incredible appeared in front of everyone, holding the door frame.

"No, you didn't kill anyone at all." Kudo Shinichi appeared, "He is lying!"

Kudo Shinichi denied the old man's confession.

Xiaolan's face was flushed. It had been a long time since she saw her lover. Her thoughts were wandering and she even forgot about "Conan waiting for her in the bathroom". This was also because she believed in Winnet. She subconsciously thought that Conan was fine and Winnet could handle it.

Hattori turned around in shock and looked at the man with sweat on his face and wearing loose clothes: He is Kudo... Kudo Shinichi!

After a brief moment of excitement, Xiaolan looked at Kudo carefully, just like checking the results of a math problem. It was Shinichi! It was really Shinichi! Joy, sadness, grief, renewed hope, trembling, in just a short moment, she experienced all kinds of emotions, her eyes were about to cry, tears were in her eyes, and thousands of emotions turned into a blame that was not really a blame -

"Shinichi! Where have you been?!"

"I thought you were gone, and you suddenly appeared again! Do you know how worried I was about you? I thought... I thought..."

Xiaolan rubbed her tears and talked.

"Silly, why are you crying?"

"what the hell!"

The dog food scene was unexpected.

Hattori thought to himself: What Suzuki Sonoko said is absolutely right!

……

293 Conan fainted in the toilet

"You just said that this old man is lying? Do you mean that my reasoning just now is wrong?"

"Xiaolan, wait a moment."

Kudo Shinichi passed by Xiaolan, looking weak as if he had been seriously ill for a long time. However, what made Xiaolan feel relieved was that his eyes were as sharp as a hawk, and he smiled confidently as usual, "Don't worry, it will be over soon." His words seemed to be unquestionable. Then, he turned around, took a deep breath to dispel the fatigue from the cold, and came to Hattori.

"Kudo Shinichi!" Hattori pulled his hands out of his pockets, his cheeks slightly sweaty. On the one hand, he believed that he could not be wrong, but on the other hand, he was afraid of this detective boy who was slightly better than him. "Tell me! What's wrong with my reasoning?"

Kudo Shinichi, who was hiding in the next room, also heard some of Hattori's reasoning and experiments, but even if he didn't listen, he could guess most of it when he saw the fishing line wrapped in Hattori's pocket. Hattori's reasoning ability was not bad, but he was deceived because he was eager to succeed. He knew it because Hattori had never concealed his desire to "beat Kudo" since he entered the Mori Office. In short, Hattori's focus fell on "the key in the victim's pocket", "the tape in the key weight ring" and "the fishing line", and he conceived a way to put the key into the victim's pocket from outside the door.

however--

"The method you just mentioned is just theoretical. It is impossible to implement it in real life."

"What did you say?" Hattori didn't understand what he said, as he had just done an experiment.

"Please wait a moment, Kudo-kun, I want to interrupt here. His reasoning about the locked room technique just now was perfect, and he just did an experiment with my pants," Megure explained the process, "We first used a fishing line with an iron needle tied to it, and then used tape to fix the end of the silk thread without the iron needle to the key ring of the deceased, and then let the end of the fishing line tied with the iron needle pass through the inside of my trousers pocket, and then took both ends of the fishing line out of the study, locked the door with the key, and then pulled out the iron needle with force, so that one end of the key entered the room and fell into the double pocket of the victim, and then pulled hard, the fishing line was pulled out of the tape, and then as long as the fishing line was recovered, there would be no evidence left, and the locked room technique would be completed. Our experiment just now was also successful."

"Excuse me, did the key really go into the pocket, Officer Megure?" Kudo asked back, "It sounds like the key did go into the victim's double pockets."

"Of course! If you don't believe it..." Hattori rushed to Megure's side and pulled up his clothes, "Look carefully! You..."

When he turned Megure's pockets over, his pupils shrank suddenly. The victim's key fell out of the outer pocket, not the double pocket as he expected. The crisp sound of the key falling to the ground was like his reasoning shattering on the ground.

"What! How could this happen? I clearly let the fishing line pass through this double pocket just now..." Hattori's face was full of disbelief.

Kudo Shinichi looked down at his abdomen, which was squatting on the ground with his hands on the ground, and explained, "Because when the key went in, Officer Megure was sitting."

"What!?"

"Because as long as you sit, the pocket will be wrinkled, which will hinder the key from entering the pocket. Before the key actually enters the double-layer pocket, the fishing line will be pulled out of the tape. In addition, the victim is fatter than Inspector Megure, so the effect is more obvious."

"This is very likely to happen. Ten times... No, there will be at least one coincidence out of ten times, right?" Hattori was confused. In such a crucial confrontation, he really couldn't admit defeat.

"It will be the same no matter how many times you do it. Think about it carefully. When the key was in the victim's double pocket, which direction was it facing?"

"The direction of the key..."

Hattori Heiji remembered that the key and key ring in his pocket were almost stacked together and stored inside, which means -

"Yes, even if the key really got into the double pocket, there should be only the key ring. Because in the narrow double pocket, the key and the key ring cannot be folded together, but the key and the key ring are placed together, which means that the murderer put the key in the double pocket of the victim at the beginning."

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"Really? How do you explain the fishing line I found in the Japanese-style room?" Hattori still didn't give up.