Maori Kogoro's daily life in the science harem

He remembered that day Conan took him to his house, as if he wanted to confess something, but was interrupted by the appearance of Ai.

Maori squatted down and looked at Conan at eye level, his tone much more serious than before: "The details of this case will be left to you for the time being. To be honest, I am more concerned about other things now - I can feel that both you and Xiao Ai have some secrets. And this secret may be related to one of these three people."

Conan was shocked when he heard these words. He looked at Maori in shock, realizing that this detective uncle whom he had always respected had already noticed something but never directly exposed it.

He was silent for a moment, then nodded silently, making up his mind.

Conan's eyes swept over Xiao Ai not far away, and his mind became more determined: there might really be something wrong with Huibara. When this case is over, he must pull Uncle Maori and Huibara to have a good chat and make things clear.

Chapter 187: You're Exposed, Little Guy

After carefully investigating the scene, Yokomizo Sango came to Maori with a serious expression and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Maori, what do you think of this case?"

Mao Li looked up at the scene, his eyes swept over the bookcase that was pressing on Professor Hirota and the smashed decorations, frowned slightly, and asked, "Inspector Yokomizo, what do you think?"

Yokomizo Sango nodded and began to elaborate on his speculation: "This room was locked from the inside, and Professor Hirota's body was pressed under the bookcase, with the fatal injury on the back of his head. Judging from the scene, Professor Hirota may have accidentally fallen while climbing up the bookcase, and the decorations hit his head, causing the fatal injury. This situation looks more like an accident."

Mao Li listened and shook his head slightly, "No, Inspector Yokomizo, this is definitely not an accident."

Yokogome Sango frowned and asked in confusion, "Mr. Maori, what do you mean?"

Mao Li stood up, his eyes swept across every corner of the room again, and said calmly: "If it was really an accident, then why did the bookcase fall down?"

"The bookcase is not very high. Although Professor Hirota is old, he likes to travel. Given his size and physical strength, it is unlikely that he would lose his balance and fall to the ground just because of a decoration."

"Furthermore, Professor Hirota's fatal injury was on the back of his head. Normally, when a person loses balance, he is more likely to fall headfirst. The injury to the back of his head means that he was attacked when his back was facing the bookcase."

Yokogome Chanwu nodded and his expression gradually became serious.

He began to realize that Mao Li's analysis made a lot of sense and that there might be other hidden reasons behind Professor Hirota's death.

Mao Li continued, "Another point is that no other suspicious traces were found at the scene, but this is even more telling. The murderer was very careful and deliberately created the illusion of an accident in an attempt to cover up the truth."

"This secret room appears to be a secret room, but it is a man-made illusion. The real murderer must have left the scene quickly after the crime and locked the door in some way."

As soon as Maori finished speaking, Conan suddenly shouted:

"Oh my, this phone seems to be glowing, is there a recording?"

Just as Maori finished speaking, Conan suddenly shouted from the side: "Hey, this phone seems to be glowing, is there a recording?"

Maori glanced in the direction Conan pointed, and saw the phone lying on the ground emitting a faint light.

This kid probably discovered something and is giving a warning on purpose.

As expected, after hearing Conan's words, Shirakura Yang's expression changed slightly, looking a little unnatural. This subtle reaction was instantly captured by Maori.

Someone from the Black Organization?

Mao Li silently came to Shirakura Yang's side, leaned forward slightly, and put himself in a position where he could attack at any time.

"What's wrong with the phone recording?"

Yokomizo Sango scratched his ramen head and looked at Maori.

Mao Li said calmly: "No matter what, since it was found at the scene, it has a certain value."

"Let's listen to this phone tape to see if there is any useful information!"

Conan nodded happily. Uncle Maori really understood me.

"Since Mr. Maori said so, let's listen to it!"

Yokomizo Sango quickly arranged for police officers to handle the matter. Conan walked to the phone, carefully observed the telephone tape and the chess pieces scattered on the ground, gently touched the tape with his fingers, and began to think about the method of the secret room.

Chess pieces, videotapes, books, secret rooms...

With the connection of several key words, Maori had now completely remembered the situation in the original work, and his eyes were fixed on Shirakura Yang.

In terms of the modus operandi, there is no difference from the original work. The biggest difference may be that this person is a member of the Black Organization.

Ai noticed Maori's gaze and realized that Maori's focus was on Shirakura Yang. She followed Maori to Shirakura Yang's side, trying to find something.

At this time, Shirakura Yang's expression became obviously more nervous. He avoided Maori's gaze and rubbed his hands awkwardly.

Maori noticed this detail and became very alert.

After the phone recording was played, the whole room became unusually quiet and everyone listened attentively to the voice coming from the tape.

The recording began to play, and the first voice that came out was a steady voice - it was the voice of Hosoya Kazuhiro. His tone was a little stiff, and he was obviously stating some professional content about the securities market: "Professor, I have dealt with those stocks according to your advice. The market has fluctuated a bit recently, but it is still within controllable range. We can discuss future investment directions later."

Then, another low voice came from the recording. It was Morioka Michio's voice, which was a bit rough and impatient: "Professor, the case data you asked me to check have been sorted out. I will go to the farm again to check on the cows. Also, I have been researching a new vaccine recently, which may lead to some breakthroughs."

Both recordings are short and concise, and appear to be just exchanges on daily matters.

However, when the recording switches to the third segment, something starts to change.

Shirakura's voice appeared in the recording: "Professor, I have something to say to you again... No, I still think we should confirm the funding allocation for that project again..."

Then, Bai Cangyang's voice was heard again in the recording: "Professor, I have readjusted the design draft. Can you give me some more advice? I think it needs further improvement..."

The recording played several clips in succession, all of which were Shirakura Yang's voice. Each time, he repeated similar content, as if he was uneasy confirming something, but the tone was different each time, which seemed particularly strange.

Mao Li said with a half-smile: "Mr. Shirakura Yang, why did you call the professor so many times in a row?"

Bai Cangyang's lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to explain something, but under the gaze of everyone, he seemed more and more flustered.

He swallowed, trying to calm himself down, and then began to explain: "Uh... the professor and I have always had a good relationship. I just wanted to confirm some things. I was afraid that I didn't do well enough, so I called him many times..."

"That...those phone calls, sometimes...I might speak a little hastily, because I've been under a lot of work pressure lately..."

Shirakura's explanation sounded a bit confusing, and his tone was completely different from the voice in the recording, as if two completely different people were speaking.

Maori narrowed his eyes slightly, with a meaningful smile on his lips.

You're exposed, aren't you?

Chapter 188: The Black Organization Surfaces

"Mr. Mori?"

After listening for a long time, Inspector Yokomizo didn't find any problems and looked at Kogoro Mori with an inquiring look.

Maori glanced at Conan, who was squatting on the ground playing with chess pieces, and said, "Sometimes, if you think about things in reverse, you may gain something different."

"Let's listen to the tape from the beginning!"

Upside down?

When Conan heard Maori's words, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in his mind.

If you tie the tape to the key and then wrap it around the upside-down chess piece, the mechanism will be complete!

The key point of this technique is to continuously shrink the telephone tape, so you have to keep making calls!

That being the case...

The only person who could possibly accomplish this trick is the one who's always on the phone...

Shirakura Yang!

Conan immediately looked at Shirakura Yo, and he found that no matter how he looked, Maori had already set his target on Shirakura Yo, and even Haibara Ai had noticed him.

This……

Uncle Maori, didn't you agree that you wouldn't snatch it from me this time...

Conan looked at Maori with some grief and anger. He saw Maori fiddling with the recording on the phone. Thinking of his deliberate reminder just now, he felt that he was a beat slower than Maori.

Mao Li stood in front of the telephone recorder and rewound the tape to the beginning: "Let's listen to the beginning of this recording and see what it says at the beginning."

He pressed the play button, and the recorder made a rustling sound again, followed by a low and oppressive voice.

The voice was rough and cold, with a chilling tone:

"…Professor Hirota, I will take your things away today."

As the voice appeared, Conan's face turned pale instantly and his pupils contracted slightly.

He recognized the voice immediately. His heartbeat quickened and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. “This… this is…”

Although the tone was a little different, from the voice and state, Conan immediately thought of the two guys who attacked him.

Haibara Ai was even more stunned, with a hint of fear in her eyes, as if she was lost in some memory.

She whispered softly: "This is... the sound of vodka..."

"Vodka?!"

Conan's eyes widened. This name should be the code name of the member of the Black Organization, right?

"Habara, do you know vodka?"

He couldn't help but ask in a low voice, with a hint of shock in his voice.

However, before Haibara Ai could answer, Mouri Kogoro had already walked over quickly.

He seemed to be unconcerned about the whispers between Conan and Haibara Ai, and instead deliberately interrupted their conversation with a relaxed tone: "What vodka? I still have gin."

After saying this, Maori calmly cut off the tape, took a step forward and stood in front of Conan and Haibara Ai, as if protecting them.

These two guys don't manage their expressions well. If this Shirakura Yang was Vermouth, he would have been exposed long ago.

However, judging from his current performance, he is probably just an ordinary member, or even not a formal member, and is just here to help kill people.

There's nothing wrong with that. A mere university professor isn't worth Gin and Vodka's personal efforts.

However, his seemingly casual words made Conan, Haibara Ai and Shirakura Yang freeze at the same time.

Conan's mind was racing, full of confusion and nervousness.

Does Uncle Maori know the hidden meaning behind gin and vodka?

Or did he just mention this code name by coincidence?

Haibara Ai's mood became even more complicated. Maori's words seemed to remind her of the past that she tried hard to forget.

Shirakura Yang's expression at this moment was also very unnatural. The sweat on his forehead seemed to have been triggered by Maori's words, making him even more fearful. He looked extremely flustered.

"Dad, Mr. Shirakura seems a little unwell?"

Xiaolan looked at Shirakura Yang in confusion, and her words attracted everyone's attention.

Bai Cangyang's face turned pale instantly, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead uncontrollably.

Maori Kogoro chuckled when he saw this, with an unquestionable certainty in his tone: "Mr. Shirakura, there's no need to pretend. The person who killed Professor Hirota must be you."

Shirakura Yang's pupils suddenly shrank, and he seemed to want to open his mouth to explain, but he was suppressed by Maori's momentum and could not speak.

At this moment, Maori turned to look at Conan and said calmly: "Conan, replicate Shirakura Yang's method of creating a secret room to kill people."

Conan nodded, picked up a few scattered chess pieces and notebooks from the ground, and walked to the center of the room.

He swiftly placed the chess pieces in specific positions, and then used a notebook and tapes to simulate the murder in a closed room.

Although it was a simple replica, every step was precise and the whole process shocked everyone present.

After completing the reproduction, Conan immediately stood up and said with a grin, "This is what Uncle Maori just taught me!"

His tone was full of childish innocence, as if this was just a fun game he was playing.

Mao Li smiled calmly and said in a relaxed tone: "This is just a child's toy, not worth mentioning."

When Haibara Ai heard these words, it caused a huge wave of emotion in her heart.

She thought she was very smart, but she had no idea what the method just now was.

Mao Li's reasoning ability was so amazing that she opened her eyes wide and re-examined the man in front of her, realizing that she might have always underestimated him.

Shirakura Yang was completely speechless. Faced with the joint reasoning of Mori and Conan, he had no room for defense.

Yokogome Sanwu also walked over seriously, ready to further interrogate Bai Cangyang.

At this moment, Bai Cangyang's face suddenly turned dark and he no longer pretended.

He quickly took out a smoke bomb from his pocket and threw it hard on the ground. In an instant, thick white smoke quickly filled the entire room.

Several ordinary people exclaimed, and Maori immediately protected Xiaolan.

Under the cover of smoke, Shirakura Yang quickly took off his disguise and turned into a slender woman.

Her face was filled with anger, and she cursed fiercely: "Mouri Kogoro, how dare you destroy my assessment mission!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she knocked down the policeman closest to her with a flying kick and quickly rushed to the door.