Ke Xue: He mastered the steel-cutting divine skill at the start.

"Mr. Yasui, I heard you mention before that Manager Tachibana's long-drive golf club was taken for repair, right?"

Minoru Yasui had just caught his breath and his mind was still blank, so he naturally said whatever came to mind.

"That's right, because there was a crack in the cue stick, Minami Tomofumi took it to be repaired!"

Only then did he realize and look at the young employee, Minami Satoshi, standing on the edge.

"Could it be you? It's you, Minami Tomoshi!"

Kogoro Mouri chuckled and said, "That's right, the murderer is none other than Mr. Minami Tomofumi!"

Chapter 252 The Divine Skill That Shocked Everyone

"what?"

At this moment, everyone looked at the silent young man with astonishment, their faces showing surprise.

Of the three suspects, his motive for murder was the most far-fetched, and he held the lowest position; it seemed he didn't directly benefit from Manager Tachibana's death.

At this point, Kogoro Mouri continued speaking.

"Based on my speculation, this cue stick must have stayed in Mr. Minami's possession for a while after it was repaired, right?"

At this point, the person in charge of the course spoke up: "Mr. Maoli is right. This club was repaired at our course. We replaced it with a carbon fiber club, but the clubhead was not touched. It is still a wooden clubhead. This was a special requirement during the repair."

Minoru Yasui interjected, "That golf club was given to our manager by the current president fifteen years ago. He really liked it!"

Kogoro Mori nodded: "So the clubhead is still made of wood! Then, could you tell us, in charge, when was the club repaired and handed over to Mr. Satoshi Minami?"

The person in charge continued, "It was handed over to him the night before last, and Detective Mori's judgment was correct!"

Minoru Yasui, who was standing nearby, hurriedly said, "You got it the night before last, but you only returned it to the manager this morning!"

Kogoro Mori nodded and said, "That's right. From the night before last to this morning, that is, for a full day and a half, this cue stick was in Minami Satoshi's hands. The timeline matches up. Mr. Minami Satoshi, what else do you have to say now?"

At this point, Minami Satoshi could no longer hold on. He sighed and admitted that he was the one who did it. He explained that he used this method to get rid of the manager because of his long-standing resentment.

The whole matter was resolved satisfactorily once again, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, especially Yasui Minoru and Okubo Tatsuya.

They had just been listed as criminal suspects together, a situation they had never encountered before, so they were very nervous. Now they both breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon the police officers were about to leave, and Inspector Megure stepped forward to express his gratitude.

"Mori is getting more and more amazing. He's completely different from before. I thought Miyazaki would have to step in again this time, but it seems that Mori alone is enough."

Kogoro Mouri felt that his nose had grown much longer, his tail had suddenly stood up, and his face was full of pride.

"That's right, I'm Kogoro Mouri, a real famous detective, completely different from some of those charlatans who deceive the world."

Conan, standing to the side, couldn't help but think to himself, "What do you mean by 'a brat who deceives the world and steals fame'? I'm right next to you, you know!"

Miyazaki Yu smiled and said, "Uncle Mori has indeed made further progress. He will definitely be able to solve more mysteries in the future."

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the police all left. There was still a lot of complicated interrogation work to be done, and the legal procedures still had to be followed.

"Miyazaki-nii, how did you do that?!"

Conan couldn't resist asking the question, because he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight if he couldn't figure out how Miyazaki Yu was passing messages to Mori.

Ran, standing nearby, asked curiously, "Conan, what are you referring to?"

Conan said innocently, "That's how Miyazaki-nii and Mori-san communicate! I saw it! Just now, Miyazaki-nii put his hand on Mori-san's back, and Mori-san learned a lot of things."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a huge fist landed on Conan's head.

"You brat! What do you mean? Those were just my deductions. Don't make wild guesses. What evidence do you have?"

Ran, however, said matter-of-factly, "I knew it! I was wondering why Dad hasn't made many particularly brilliant deductions when he's sober. Now it seems it's all thanks to you, Miyazaki. I'm really curious too, how did you manage to do that?"

Kogoro was dejected. He had finally gotten his moment in the spotlight, only to have his daughter expose him.

However, he simply admitted it.

"Ran is right, Miyazaki, how did you do that? You just put your hand on my back and I heard your voice. It's so strange."

Seeing that everyone was so curious, Miyazaki Yu didn't hide anything.

"Actually, there's nothing to hide. It works on the same principle as headphones. As everyone knows, sound needs air as a medium to travel, and then the sound waves travel through the air."

However, once sound waves travel through the air, they spread outwards and can be heard by others.

However, if the sound originates from the vibration of a person's throat and is transmitted directly to the skull and then to the auditory nerve area to complete the transmission of sound information, since the sound is only vibrating in the throat and does not spread out, it will naturally not be heard by others.

"Huh? There's such a thing!"

This was an exclamation uttered by all three of them!

Especially Conan, what is all this?!

"It's incredible that he can do something so difficult simply by controlling his body. His control over power has reached an unbelievable level!"

After a moment of shock, the group got used to it.

Humans are such adaptable creatures. Just like Ran, who has seen countless corpses since she was a child, and Kogoro, who has been hit by countless steel needles. It's simply impossible to count them all.

Kogoro suddenly spoke up: "Oh right, I almost forgot. You said you would teach me how to play golf. I was so focused on the case that I forgot about it. I don't want to embarrass myself at the competition hosted by Yoko."

Miyazaki Yu smiled and said, "Since I've agreed, I'll naturally find a way to do it. However, it's going to be a rather tedious process, so Uncle should be prepared."

Then, following the previous procedure, he placed his hands on Kogoro's back and had him continue practicing.

Having witnessed Miyazaki Yu's incredible skill in transmitting sound through vibration, Ran has developed unconditional trust in him.

"Although I don't know exactly how he did it, I'm still so excited. He never disappoints. But I still can't quite understand how he could teach my dad to play golf like that."

Conan was extremely curious.

"This guy always does things in unpredictable ways. Is he trying to transmit a shockwave? I really can't figure it out. Now we can only wait and see."

Teaching Kogoro Mouri to play ball was an extremely difficult task. Time passed slowly, and after an hour, his progress was still minimal, which made Kogoro somewhat frustrated.

However, Miyazaki Yu stood behind him with a smile, which deeply moved him.

He thought to himself, "Just keeping my hand up like this will consume a lot of energy. I can't waste his kindness. I think I've made some progress, but it's too slow. If this is all the improvement I can get, I'm afraid..."

But things soon took a turn for the better. An hour later, with a crisp sound of a ball hitting the metal fence, a golf ball landed heavily on the fence!

This immediately woke up Conan and Ran, who were already dozing off.

Has something changed?

What happened next completely shocked the two of them!

Chapter 253 Charity Golf Tournament Opens (3rd Update)

"Snapped--"

Another crisp sound rang out, causing Conan and Ran to widen their eyes in surprise.

"You hit it twice in a row, and the distance and direction were exactly as expected!"

What happened next left both of them wide-eyed, wondering if there was something wrong with their eyes.

As if divinely inspired, Kogoro Mouri's consecutive shots hit the golf ball accurately, and each shot was beautiful, landing precisely in a small area.

Before long, quite a few golf balls were landed together, just like Miyazaki Yu had done before!

That wasn't all. Kogoro Mouri started trying different distances. At first, he stumbled a bit, but after trying more than ten times, he was able to control it perfectly again!

A dozen minutes later, several groups of golf balls appeared piled up below the net, looking neat and tidy, which was pleasing to the eye.

This left Conan and Ran speechless!

"Impossible, right? Dad is clearly clueless about equipment techniques, how could he achieve this level in such a short time? How is that possible?"

Conan's thoughts are far deeper than Ran's.

"What on earth is going on? This kind of ability shouldn't be within the realm of mortals, right? This is too exaggerated! Has this person already stepped into the realm of gods?"

However, without them even asking, Kogoro Mouri jumped up.

"Kid, you're amazing! How did you do that?! I felt my body getting warm, and then the more I played, the smoother it became. That feeling of not being able to control the ball before suddenly disappeared. Before I even released the ball, I could feel that I could make it, and after I released it, I really could. It's incredible!"

He turned his head and looked Miyazaki Yu up and down, then grabbed his arm and examined him, which made Miyazaki Yu feel a little uncomfortable.

"Sometimes I'm really not sure if you're an alien or not."

Miyazaki Yu smiled faintly and said, "Uncle Mori, don't be surprised. I'll explain the principle, and everyone will understand. Everyone knows about muscle memory, right?"

Xiaolan nodded and said, "I know about muscle memory. It refers to the phenomenon that muscles have a memory effect. For example, after a certain action is repeated many times, the muscles will form a conditioned reflex, which greatly reduces the human body's reaction speed to a certain action."

Miyazaki Yu nodded: "That's right, that's muscle memory. Gaining muscle memory requires long-term practice, but once acquired, it's very difficult to forget. One reason why most athletes achieve far superior results is that their chosen sport, through extensive repetitive practice, has reached the point of muscle memory."

However, muscle memory also has its drawbacks. Once a movement becomes muscle memory, it truly shapes the body, and it is very difficult to change. In other words, once incorrect movement habits become muscle memory, they will be maintained for life.

Conan knows this all too well. He's quite good at soccer, and he knows that once some technical moves go wrong, it's extremely difficult to correct them.

He once practiced hard for months to correct a wrong passing motion, and finally, with the help of a professional coach, he broke the habit and formed a new muscle memory.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but widen his eyes!

"Could it be that this guy...?"

Miyazaki Yu also noticed Conan's surprised look and felt a surge of pride. It was rare to see a washing machine make such a surprised expression; it was quite amusing.

At this moment, Kogoro obviously also thought of something.

"It is rumored that top athletes can forcibly alter their muscle memory. For example, the famous American golf champion Tiger Woods is said to be able to stop his swing at the moment of impact if any interference occurs."

This technical skill has been praised by countless people, with many believing that he has honed his swing to a level of perfection, where muscle memory is no longer sufficient to control him.

This example is indeed very accurate. Truly top athletes are those who can continuously challenge themselves with difficulty without being hindered by muscle memory.

Miyazaki Yu continued, "Uncle Mori is right, and that's exactly what I just did. While Uncle Mori was hitting the ball, I used some kind of force to guide, stimulate, and regulate the blood and qi in his body, while constantly stimulating his muscles."

I will also continue to record his physical changes, the changes that occur in his body when he hits the ball with high completion, through hundreds of records.

I can then determine the specific state under which a person can achieve a high level of performance in a certain action, and continuously guide them accordingly.

Moreover, I have fixed and strengthened this state, achieving the effect of muscle memory. The best part is that my muscle memory is the kind of memory pattern that can be overwritten at any time but will not disappear.

It's similar to Tiger Woods' muscle memory pattern. With this, Uncle Maoli can improve his skills by practicing at different distances and achieving higher quality shots at various distances.

Although there is still a gap between them and those top players, after all, they have trained step by step, and they are better at handling various distances and unexpected situations. However, this level is already enough to cope with some domestic competitions.