Conan: I can see keywords

Maori Kogoro stood there feeling very uncomfortable. After being belittled repeatedly like this, he glared angrily, "Damn it, how dare you say that to me?"

"Forget it, the other party is Sherlock Holmes." Conan had had enough of the joke and spoke up before Kogoro Mouri got angry.

It would have been fine if he didn't speak. As soon as he opened his mouth, all of Maori Kogoro's anger seemed to have found a suitable outlet and rushed towards him, "Shut up!"

He punched Conan on the head, "How could I lose to a character in a book!"

A bag glowing with colorful neon light appeared above Conan's head.

Lingchuan looked surprised, "Conan you..."

Everyone: "Conan?"

Before Lingchuan could finish his words, all of these people came over and said, "Little boy, your name is Conan?"

"is that true?"

“This name is really great!”

Conan: "I like it too~"

As he spoke, Lingchuan saw with his own eyes that the bump on Conan's head slowly disappeared.

I can't find the right words to describe the shock in my heart.

Lingchuan shook his head silently.

Then I looked up at Mao Lilan, who was holding her stomach in a daze.

She looked ahead with lifeless eyes, and did not show any significant reaction to Lingchuan's gaze.

Until Conan was surrounded by people discussing the name, he waved his hands happily and said, "This is a great name~"

Mao Lilan seemed to have been triggered by some switch and said, "Oh, I really worried about him for nothing."

Maori Kogoro was originally indignant, but when he heard this, he turned his head in confusion, "Huh?"

"Because Conan is usually very calm, not like a normal child."

"But just now, seeing him so innocent, I was relieved," said Mao Lilan, whose mood was slowly getting lower, and her eyes suddenly flashed with confusion.

"But he likes Sherlock Holmes so much. This is really like him." The last words were lowered to this point, and suddenly a male voice came out and continued:

"He's cocky and proud, he's into reasoning, he's a Sherlock Holmes fan, he's tone-deaf, and he's a top-notch soccer player," Hattori Heiji said as he walked over and looked at Lingchuan, "And after winning the match with me the other day, Kudo Shinichi just left without saying goodbye, right?"

"It's you?"

"Hattori Heiji?!" Mao Lilan was a little surprised, "Why are you here too?"

"I came here for Kudo," Hattori shrugged, glancing at Conan who was still chatting with others, "but it seems that guy didn't come over."

"Really, I thought I would see him here again," Hattori adjusted his hat and smiled, "But it's not a loss to meet you."

Looking at his meaningful expression, Lingchuan raised his eyebrows, "Looking for me?"

"Ang, yes."

Walking over slowly, Hattori asked as he stood side by side with Lingchuan, "I'm still curious about how you found out something was wrong that day?"

"Since the last case was over, not only did Kudo disappear, but you also disappeared for a while, and you seemed to be very resistant to the camera that time?" Hattori said in a low voice, his tone gradually becoming more confident.

"After I went back, I did some research. Some time after that agency became famous, you frequently came into contact with that kid named Conan. There must be some connection between them."

Lingchuan was a little surprised that Hattori had investigated him.

Because of the existence of the Ark, no useful information can be found by searching for Lingchuan on the Internet.

The information Hattori said at this time was Lingchuan's tacit consent that the Ark was open on the Internet, but he didn't think anyone would be bored enough to check him out.

An izakaya bartender.

"You know a lot." Lingchuan smiled. He allowed Fang Zhou to develop this information, so of course he was not afraid of being investigated.

But it was noticed by Hattori Heiji, which was beyond his expectations.

Lingchuan, who originally thought that he was the only one who noticed Hattori, suddenly found out that he was also being watched, which made him feel a little nervous.

I don’t know if this little change will affect the next plan?

"No, that's all I know," Hattori said modestly, shaking his head, "This information of yours is not a secret."

"There's more I want to know about you than just this."

"For example?" Lingchuan squeezed Hiroki's hand, and Hiroki felt it as he pressed the kitten stuffed animal in his hand with his other hand.

Everything seemed normal.

"For example, what I just said," Hattori seemed not to notice the difference in Lingchuan's tone, "Regarding the case of the diplomat, I am really curious about how you predicted the death? Also, how did you conclude that the murderer was the diplomat's wife?"

Hearing Hattori's question, Lingchuan tilted his head, thought about it and answered.

"Because of what the butler said when I came in."

"What the butler said?" Hattori was stunned for a moment and still didn't understand.

Lingchuan did not keep the secret and explained directly, "As the host, when Mrs. Qiancun goes out and brings guests to the house, she should tell the housekeeper at home and ask the housekeeper to prepare tea or other things for the reception."

Recalling that case, with the help of his ability, Lingchuan replayed the scene of that day in his mind as if he had returned to the scene of that day again:

"It would be a bit arbitrary to conclude that there is a problem based on this alone. The main reason why I am sure that something is wrong is what Mrs. Qiancun's stepson said."

"What? What's so great about being a second wife?"

"Mrs. Qiancun and her stepson's girlfriend look alike. I noticed it the first time I saw them."

As Lingchuan spoke, Hattori Heiji's memory also returned to that day. "If that's the case, why didn't I feel anything strange at the time?"

"Of course, you were busy covering Mr. Maori's mouth at the time, so it's understandable that you neglected it." Lingchuan continued with a smile.

"Then we went up to the study, and Mrs. Qiancun knocked twice at the door, then said, 'Strange, isn't he in there?' and opened the door."

Ling Chuan suddenly stopped talking and asked, "Do you remember what happened in the study that day?"

Hattori Heiji paused and replied, "I remember that opera was playing in the study that day, and the volume was turned up very loud."

"Yes, opera, and it's very loud." Lingchuan nodded. "If you are looking for someone, and before you go looking for him, the housekeeper and his son tell you that the person may be in the study, and you find the study and knock on the door but no one responds, and there is such a loud opera in the room,"

"What would you say or do?"

Hattori Heiji understood.

"If that's the case, I would think the opera was too loud and the people in the room might not have heard it."

"That's right." Lingchuan smiled, "But Mrs. Qiancun said directly that there was no one inside, which is a bit strange."

"This could be a coincidence," Hattori Heiji understood what Lingchuan said, but he could not rule out the possibility that the person was not in the study.

"That's right, it can't be ruled out." Lingchuan confirmed Hattori's statement, but he changed his tone after he finished speaking, "But adding up all these coincidences, plus the layout of the study at that time, everything becomes clear."

"Honestly, until the deceased actually shows up, these speculations are just thoughts in my mind."

"If there was no dead person, these coincidences would only be coincidences. But when we saw the dead person, combined with the coincidences that happened before, it was clear who the murderer was."

After listening to Lingchuan's reasoning, Hattori Heiji was convinced.

Indeed, the coincidences that Lingchuan mentioned earlier are in the study at the end. Combined with the layout of the study, it is not difficult to infer the murderer's psychology and purpose.

After thinking it through, he lowered his head and smiled, "I see, it seems like I didn't lose unfairly."

Lingchuan raised his eyebrows but did not comment. His intuition told him that Hattori Heiji had not finished speaking.

Sure enough, the next second, Hattori straightened the brim of his hat and looked at Lingchuan with confidence, "It's you, Lingchuan Yuzuru, the famous detective who should have died two years ago."

Chapter 117 Is it him?

"What are you talking about?" Ling Chuan didn't intend to admit it, "Even if you said it, you still have to be responsible."

Seeing that Lingchuan didn't admit it, Hattori Heiji didn't care. He shrugged and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. Some things are known to everyone even if they are not said out loud."

"But I'm very curious about why you faked your death two years ago, and..."

Hattori's eyes suddenly became sharp. He looked at Conan on the other side and said vaguely, "That child, is he not a normal child?"

Hearing this, Lingchuan looked at Conan.

As if he had noticed the situation here, Conan, who was originally talking happily to those fans, pursed his lips and slowly walked over after meeting Lingchuan's eyes.

Looking at Hattori Heiji, Conan's expression and eyes were not friendly.

He thought for two seconds, then suddenly started to dance and act innocently, "Brother Lingchuan, can you come with me~"

"Come on, right here~"

"Excuse me for a moment." Lingchuan knew the purpose of Conan's actions.

He nodded to Hattori Heiji, told Hiroki to wait for him here, and then left with Conan.

Hattori Heiji looked at Hiroki strangely, and only looked away when Mouri Ran came over.

"I didn't expect you to be a Sherlock Holmes fan too?"

"No, no," Hattori waved his hands, "I'm just a Kudo Shinichi who came back here. Compared to Conan Doyle, I actually admire Ellari Quin more."

Several sharp gazes shot over, Hattori Heiji was stunned, and his palms began to sweat slightly.

Glancing at the stern-faced Sherlock Holmes fans, he quickly changed his words, "But Doyle is still better."

Hattori didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the gaze clinging to him disappeared.

At this time, Kanaya Hiroyuki clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.

The trip has finally entered its highlight.

Jingu first introduced everyone's identities. The thirteen people at this gathering, in addition to Hattori Heiji, Maori Kogoro's family, and Lingchuan, the other seven people are:

Yuju Tsundo, Ikuo Kawazu, Nanako Shimizu, Toshiaki Fujisawa, Maria Toda, Ayako Oki, Kento Toba.

Including Jingu himself and the hotel staff, there were fifteen people in total.

According to the plan of this trip, the fifteen of them will stay here for three days and participate in an activity related to the ultimate purpose of this gathering.

Everyone listened quietly until Jin Gu asked the hotel waitress Iwai Hitomi to collect everyone's cell phones, and then everyone noticed something was wrong.

But thinking about it, with so many people together, what could go wrong?

After handing in the phone, Jin Gu also asked Renmei to send out a test sheet.