Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Therefore, both Conan and Heiji Hattori subconsciously believed that this incident was just a spur-of-the-moment attempted murder that stemmed from a work-related argument.

Wen Shui: "No, but I just feel like there's something fishy about this."

"Strange? You mean there's something wrong with this cigarette box?" Hattori Heiji frowned, staring at the cigarette box in Wenshui's hand.

"I don't know, it's just a gut feeling, or maybe I'm just too tired," Wen Shui smiled.

He didn't expose President Umeya's scheme directly. It's still uncertain what will happen to Hiramatsu Masaki. Besides, even if it's true that Hiramatsu Masaki was blinded by the rearview mirror while going down the mountain and fell off the cliff, just like in the original story.

Then Wen Shui definitely shouldn't reveal the truth so soon. Others might not think much of it, but Hattori Heiji and Conan would definitely find that his judgment was too advanced.

Heiji Hattori rolled his eyes: "My boss once told me that if you trust your intuition too much, you might end up in a dead end because of your subjective emotions."

Wen Shui: "Yeah, your dad's right."

Conan, standing to the side, curled his lip, thinking to himself, "That's not what you were saying to me just now."

Not long after, Detective Chiba arrived at Cool Dragon Fitness Equipment R&D Company with his men.

Upon seeing Nuku and Kogoro Mouri there, Detective Chiba immediately smiled with relief: "Great, Mr. Mouri and Brother Nuku are here. We can go back sooner this time."

Kogoro Mouri shook his head: "I'm afraid things aren't as easy as you think. Masaki Hiramatsu, who attacked President Umeya, escaped in his car. It will probably take some effort to find him."

Detective Chiba paused for a moment, then asked, "Huh? Didn't you hear the explosion?"

"What was that explosion?" Hattori Heiji asked.

Detective Chiba glanced at President Umeya, whose shoulder was wrapped in a blood-stained towel: "When Masaki Hiramatsu was driving down the mountain, he slid off the guardrail and crashed into the car, which exploded violently. He's dead."

"what?!"

Everyone, including President Umeya, wore expressions of disbelief. Wenshui also gave a brief performance.

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There were no casualties at Cool Dragon Company, so Wen Shui and her group went directly to the scene of the traffic accident with Officer Chiba.

Although most of the police officers in the Conan world are incompetent, they have at least received systematic training. After learning that Masaki Hiramatsu and President Umeya had a quarrel and that Hiramatsu had stabbed the other before fleeing, they were able to help.

Logically speaking, the biggest beneficiary of Masaki Hiramatsu's death was President Umeya.

Although Detective Chiba couldn't figure it out himself, with so many famous detectives around him this time, if there really was something wrong with this traffic accident, it certainly wouldn't escape the sharp eyes of Detective Mouri and Brother Nukumizu.

On the way down the road, Detective Chiba recounted the details of the traffic accident to everyone. They had brought people from the Beika Town Police Station. The traffic police in charge of this area had already discovered Masaki Hiramatsu's body, so they had time to conduct an investigation beforehand.

At the time of the incident, the fog was still very thick, but after reviewing the surveillance footage from the way up and down the mountain, it was found that no vehicles were passing through the road at the time of the incident.

In other words, Masaki Hiramatsu crashed through the fence and fell down the mountain while driving around a bend.

This is actually a bit suspicious, because the road is very wide, and generally speaking, it would be impossible to fall off unless you were trying to avoid an oncoming car.

Upon arriving at the crime scene, Wen Shui went straight to the reflector standing at the corner and pointed out that the angle of the reflector was strange and might be related to the case.

Subsequently, the police investigation results regarding the vehicle were released.

Masaki Hiramatsu's brake fluid had completely leaked out, and not much brake fluid residue was detected at the accident scene, which easily leads people to suspect that the brake fluid was deliberately drained.

All the clues indicated that the case was not so simple. After carefully examining the scene of the car accident, Kogoro Mouri and his group, accompanied by Detective Chiba, returned to Cool Dragon Fitness Equipment R&D Company.

Then they received a major lead from the detectives who stayed at the company to investigate the damaged car tires.

In Masaki Hiramatsu's lounge locker, a rope, a high-voltage electric gun, and a suicide note written in the voice of President Umeya were found.

Things suddenly became clearer. The possibility that Masaki Hiramatsu planned to kill President Umeya increased. However, the only question was why he suddenly abandoned his original plan and chose a method of murder that would definitely be discovered.

Wenshui and his group approached President Umeya, who was receiving treatment on the sofa in the lounge, and asked him about the series of questions.

"What a joke! Why would I write a will for no reason?" President Umeya angrily slammed the will onto the table.

"Perhaps Hiramatsu had long harbored murderous intent towards you, which is why he prepared this," Kogoro Mori deduced. "By the way, President Umeya, what exactly did you two talk about in the room back then?"

President Umeya: "Hiramatsu wants to use this massage chair to get the chance to switch jobs. He also has a little trick up his sleeve: if I don't agree, the program in that machine will self-destruct at midnight."

However, after thinking about it, I still felt that if Hiramatsu switched to another company and developed an even more powerful massage chair, it would be a threat to me, so I did not agree to his request.

I might have spoken a bit too harshly, and then he got angry and hit me.

President Umeya made no attempt to conceal his ulterior motives, which ironically reduced his suspicion in the eyes of Detective Chiba and Kogoro Mouri. However, Heiji Hattori and Conan were not so easily fooled. The two of them huddled together furtively, glancing at Nukusui from time to time, seemingly plotting something.

After being suspected, President Umeya confidently produced a videotape from the president's office, which recorded all the footage of him and Masaki Hiramatsu from the moment they entered the room until Hiramatsu stabbed him with a knife.

This video is a video with only visuals and no sound.

However, this is sufficient to prove that President Umeya's testimony was flawless.

The case took a sharp turn for the worse. Although Conan and Heiji Hattori still felt that President Umeya was suspicious, they could only scratch their heads without any evidence.

President Umeya said with an innocent look, "Now you should believe me, right?"

Detective Chiba's gaze swept over Kogoro Mouri and Heiji Hattori in turn before finally settling on Nuku, hoping to get an answer from her.

Wen Shui cleared his throat: "President Umeya, your cigarette case should be a spare, right? I just found another beautifully crafted cigarette case in your car. Could you please explain this?"

President Umeya broke out in a cold sweat: "Well, that's normal. It gets a bit monotonous to always use the same cigarette box."

"I'm afraid it's not just that." Wen Shui held up the cigarette case she had just found. "I just asked Mr. Nakano, and this cigarette case was left to you by your father. It's been quite a few years, and it couldn't possibly have stopped the knife aimed at your heart. So you replaced it with one made of a sturdier material, right?"

"What nonsense are you talking about! How could I possibly know that Hiramatsu wanted to kill me?" President Umeya shouted angrily, though his words were a show of bravado.

Conan and Heiji Hattori, who were standing nearby, immediately brightened up. However, their eyes darkened at the same time. Wen Shui remained silent for a long time, and then suddenly took out a cigarette case, which must have meant that he had discovered President Umeya's plot to kill Masaki Hiramatsu.

Conan is doing alright; he's gotten used to being constantly outmaneuvered by Wen Shui in the field of deduction lately.

Heiji Hattori, who had come from afar, was having a hard time accepting it. After losing to Wenshui last time, he went back to Inspector Otaki to pull strings and crammed on many complex cases solved by the Metropolitan Police Department. He thought he could get revenge on Wenshui this time.

Unexpectedly, they lost to their opponent again.

Even when we went to the scene of the car accident, it was Wen Shui who first noticed that the rearview mirror was not angled correctly.

Looking back now, both the cigarette pack and the rearview mirror were clues that weren't so easy to miss, so why didn't he notice them?!

Faced with President Umeya's rebuttal, Wenshui calmly replied, "Just now, when the Metropolitan Police Department detectives were inspecting the parking lot, they found a strange clump of soil in the nearby woods. After investigation, it was confirmed to be a mixture of brake fluid and mud..."

5 minute later.

President Umeya knelt on the ground: "It's all because that bastard Hiramatsu was too greedy. I already agreed to give him the First Research and Development Department..."

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After the incident was resolved, Detective Chiba repeatedly thanked Brother Nukumizu for his support of the Metropolitan Police Department before leaving with his men.

The Metropolitan Police Department personnel had just left when the car rental company's rescue team, which Kogoro Mouri had called, finally arrived late.

After a preliminary inspection, the mechanic told Uncle Mori with a helpless expression that the car's engine was broken and he could only wait until the next day to have the car towed away.

Fortunately, Yukiko Kudo arrived by car and Heiji Hattori by motorcycle; the tires were just punctured and could be repaired easily.

The mechanic initially thought it was just one car that had broken down, but he was surprised to receive several more orders for tire repair. After agreeing on the price, he got to work.

By the time the mechanics finished repairing Heiji Hattori's motorcycle and Yukiko Kudo's car, it was almost 10 p.m.

"Finally done. Hey kid from Osaka, there's still time. Why don't you come over to my place for something to eat before you leave?" Kogoro Mouri invited.

Actually, Uncle Mori didn't want to get close to Heiji Hattori. He was mainly worried that when he got back, Ran would use the excuse that it was too late to make him a bowl of noodles for dinner, and then they wouldn't be able to have a proper drink together.

Hattori Heiji nodded in agreement. Just as he was about to get on the motorcycle, Onami jumped on first.

Hattori Heiji was taken aback: "What are you doing?"

"I suddenly want to take a motorcycle back. How about it? Consider it a reward for winning the deduction. Give me a ride back." Wen Shui smiled brightly.

Hattori Heiji's lips twitched slightly: "You can ride the bike yourself. I'm a little tired and want to take a car back."

In fact, Hattori Heiji didn't want to fulfill the "punishment of the loser," so he simply dumped the car on Nukumi.

Wen Shui exclaimed in surprise, "Huh, are you letting me drive Kazuha-chan back? Is that alright?"

"Who told you to bring Kazuha along, you bastard!" Hattori Heiji snapped. "I'll go back with Kazuha, you can just take Ran, okay?"

Wen Shui shrugged: "But I can't ride a motorcycle!"

Hattori Heiji was speechless. He really didn't want to take Wen Shui back, but he also didn't want to make things too awkward, since Kazuha and Ran had such a good relationship.

Hattori Heiji looked around. Among the remaining people, Uncle Mori had worked for the Metropolitan Police Department before, so he must know how to ride a motorcycle.

But judging from the old man's early retreat in the car, he clearly didn't want to keep Wen Shui warm in the cold wind all night.

Damn it, this kid really knows how to make things difficult for people.

Just as Hattori Heiji was at a loss, Wenshui slapped his forehead and looked at Mrs. Kudo, who was hiding in the crowd: "I remember Miss Kudo can ride a motorcycle, why don't we ride back?"

The lukewarm water revealed his fangs.

Like a small animal being targeted by a lion on the savanna, Yukiko Kudo instinctively took a step back.

However, upon seeing Wen Shui's mocking gaze, her inner competitive spirit quickly overcame her fear.

Hmph, you ignorant brat, don't blame me if you get scared and cry later.

Yukiko Kudo walked over and squeezed the motorcycle brakes: "Now that you mention it, it seems like I haven't ridden a motorcycle in a long time either. Hattori-kun, can I give Wenshui a ride back?"

Hattori Heiji was overjoyed: "Of course, but it's very foggy tonight, so you two have to be careful."

"Don't worry, I'm an amateur motocross rally racer, after all," Yukiko Kudo smiled.

Upon hearing this, Hattori Heiji immediately put aside his worries and got into Kudo Yukiko's car with his childhood friend.

Wen Shui sat on the back of the motorcycle, looking at him with admiration: "Your resume is so impressive! Is there anything I don't know about it?"

"Stop talking nonsense, do you think I don't know what you're up to?" Yukiko sneered.

Wen Shui: "Then you still dare to agree to my request?"

"What's there to be afraid of? Once you get on the bus, you won't be in the mood to think about anything else." Mrs. Kudo smiled confidently.

Wen Shui smiled gently, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Kogoro Mouri, driving Yukiko Kudo's car, stopped briefly at the parking lot entrance and said through the car window, "We'll be going now. You can ride your motorcycle faster, so you two can go to the izakaya and buy some side dishes."

Yukiko sighed, "You really know how to boss people around. It's because of your personality that Eri and you separated."

Kogoro Mouri chuckled: "What does it matter? We're old classmates. Be careful on the road!"

With that, Uncle Mori disappeared from the sight of Nukumi and Yukiko Kudo.

Yukiko put on her helmet, and her fair and slender hands twisted the accelerator a few times, the engine's hum echoing in the empty parking lot.

"Hold on tight, we're about to set off," Yukiko reminded them. Looking at the road shrouded in thick fog, memories of sneaking out at night to race cars when she was young came to mind, and her whole demeanor became much sharper.