Maori Kogoro's daily life in the science harem

Xiaolan felt very safe in her father's arms. Although she didn't understand the meaning of his arrangement, she nodded obediently, let go of her hand, and watched Kogoro Mouri put on gloves and walk into the crime scene.

She stood at the door and stared at Takashi Matsuo, not allowing anyone else to come in, and carried out Kogoro Mori's request very well.

However, Conan took advantage of Xiaolan's inattention and slipped in and started looking around.

But Ran Mouri's mind was full of Kogoro Mouri, and she simply ignored Conan.

"Why don't we just wait for the police, guys..."

Takashi Matsuo was extremely nervous. He secretly prayed that this useless detective couldn't see anything. He had deliberately taken Kogoro Mori on a detour to interfere with his judgment of time.

I only have five minutes, and according to common sense, I definitely won't have enough time to kill someone in this room.

Kogoro Mouri walked to the front of the corpse and squatted down, carefully examining the wound. Then he leaned his head out to look up and down, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There is no difference in the murder method, it seems like it's safe this time, but I still have to go upstairs to find the final evidence.

When Conan saw Kogoro Mouri get up and leave, he suddenly became anxious.

Are you done with it?! I haven’t seen much yet!

Any important clues over there?

Conan jumped up and down at the window anxiously, but because of his height, he couldn't see anything, so he had to grit his teeth and follow Kogoro Mouri to see what was upstairs.

Chapter 24: Is Kogoro doomed?

Matsuo Takashi stood aside, his face pale. When he saw Maori Kogoro casually glance at him and prepare to leave, he obviously relaxed a little. He stepped forward and asked tentatively: "Mr. Maori, what is going on? This place has never had such a thing before."

"Yeah, what's going on, Host Matsuo?"

Maori Kogoro asked him back with a smile and walked to the door, "I want to go up and take a look. What do you think about using the utility room on the ninth floor above the third floor studio as the crime scene?"

"Mr. Mori!"

Takashi Matsuo became a little nervous, but before he could say a few more words, a beautiful woman ran over with a microphone and interrupted him, putting the microphone in front of Kogoro Mori's mouth.

"I'm Rena Mizunashi from Nichimi TV. May I ask how Detective Mori is doing with the ten-minute case he promised us would be solving?"

"By the way, the number of viewers for our live broadcast on TV right now is 19,000, and it will soon reach 20,000!"

"You only have four minutes left!"

Rena Mizunoshi? Live?

Kogoro Mouri was slightly stunned, and couldn't help laughing when he saw the beautiful host in front of him with a pair of bright blue cat eyes and a ponytail.

Of course he knew that this was "Kil", an undercover agent sent by the CIA to the Black Organization. He didn't expect to meet him here and he gave him such a big surprise.

Live streaming is good, it helps me complete the side quest, what a good person!

"Mr. Mori?"

Rena Mizuno frowned slightly. She suddenly felt that the man in front of her seemed a little dangerous, and there was a flash of aggression in his eyes when he looked at her.

But because she hid so quickly, Rena Mizunoshi didn't know if she was having an illusion.

"The mission of a detective is to perfectly complete the client's commission."

Maori Kogoro showed a handsome smile to the camera and said gently, "This time, my commission was initiated by a group of lovely girls. I am willing to spend a few minutes to solve this case, so as to give this perfect music festival to all those who need songs."

"Come on, let's go to the real crime scene. We've already explored it. If you want to follow the live broadcast, just follow along!"

"Lan, take host Matsuo with you, and the others should protect the scene."

After saying that, Maori Kogoro took a very cool step forward, and the photographer faithfully recorded it all. The number of people watching the live broadcast doubled with Maori Kogoro's handsome and gentle declaration, reaching a level of nearly 40,000!

"He's so handsome... Even I, a man, think he's handsome."

The photographer was chasing after Maori Kogoro and sighed, then turned around and found that Mizunashi Rena had not caught up, so he looked at her in confusion, "Ms. Mizunashi?"

"Oh...here he comes."

A blush flashed across Mizuno Rena's cheeks, and she quickly followed.

Detective Kogoro Mori...

I remember your name.

Your words sound nice, but I don’t know how good your reasoning ability is.

Only the top detectives can solve the case in such a short time. Will you be one of them?

Kogoro Mouri quickly came to the ninth floor, followed by a large group of people.

Conan's face revealed excitement. This sense of urgency was really rare. Uncle Maori, you hid it so deeply. Just wait, I will find out the truth faster than you.

The two of them ran very fast and soon arrived at the grocery room on the ninth floor. The door of the grocery room was not closed and there were a lot of sundries. Mao Li walked in and soon saw what he was looking for. The reasoning in his mind became clearer.

He took two steps to the window, looked down, and couldn't help laughing softly.

really.

[You only have one chance to submit the reasoning process. Are you sure you want to submit the reasoning process? ]

"submit."

Kogoro Mouri leaned against the window, lit an ordinary cigarette casually, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Maori Kogoro's confident expression, Conan, who found nothing, became very anxious and shouted, "Uncle Maori, carry me up to take a look! Just one look!"

Maori Kogoro, holding a cigarette in his mouth, looked at Conan who was jumping on the spot, and said with a smile: "Little brat, why are you following me? Is this where you are supposed to be?"

"Uncle, I just want to see how you solve the case. Let me see, please!"

Conan started to act cute, but was immediately rewarded with a fried chestnut.

"If you like to act like a spoiled brat, just be a little Nan Niang, don't whine to me."

Kogoro Mouri felt so happy. Conan squatted down with his head in his hands, but unexpectedly found a clue. Suddenly, a light bulb went off in his mind. So that's how it is!

But... there is still one piece of evidence missing!

However, at this time, Rena Mizunashi had already arrived, and the ten minutes were almost at the end. She took a deep breath and pointed the microphone at Maori.

"Mr. Maori, the time is up and the live broadcast has reached 50,000 viewers. Have you solved the case?"

"of course."

Maori Kogoro stood up from the window and said elegantly: "Next, let me reveal the answer to this locked room murder case to you."

"But before that, Ran, please bring up the perpetrator of this crime, Mr. Matsuo Takashi."

Mao Lilan was slightly stunned. It turned out that Takashi Matsuo, whom her father had asked her to catch from the beginning, was the criminal?

How did he know?

Mao Lilan exerted force gently, and the pale-faced Matsuo Takashi was pushed up.

"You...what are you talking about, Mr. Maori!"

Matsuo Takashi smiled wanly, "I was at the live broadcast site the whole night and didn't come out. At most, I went to the bathroom for five minutes. I didn't have time to go to the third floor to kill anyone!"

"All the viewers watching the live broadcast can prove it for me!"

This is true.

The staff around, including some viewers who were watching the live broadcast, nodded. They had seen Takashi Matsuo broadcasting the Neon Music Festival live, so there was no way he would have the time to run so far to kill someone.

Rena Mizunashi noticed that the atmosphere around them was becoming strange, and she couldn't help but smile and said to Kogoro Maori, "It seems that everyone is not very convinced by Detective Maori's reasoning. Could it be that Detective Maori was instructed by our Nichimi TV station to deliberately discredit a colleague of Tokyo TV?"

As Rena Mizunoshi finished her words, the noise around her became louder, and the number of people watching the live broadcast increased rapidly, reaching 100,000.

Even the audience of the Neon Music Festival knew about this, and the number of people watching the music festival began to decrease.

The director of Tokyo TV was so angry that he almost fainted. How could a detective be more popular than my music festival?

"Cut this detective's live broadcast to our Neon Music Festival live broadcast. I want to see what nonsense this unknown detective can say!"

The director of Tokyo TV was furious. If Kogoro Mori made any mistake today, he would be doomed.

Chapter 25: Mizuno Reina wants to "thank"

In the live broadcast room on the eleventh floor, Yoko Okino, Yuko Ikezawa and others were still trying to delay time through variety show effects, when suddenly the music stopped.

The huge screen on the stage suddenly switched to the image of Kogoro Mori, with the slogan "Detective solves the case in 10 minutes" on the screen.

The image of Kogoro Mori spread quickly, appearing on television screens in thousands of households and on huge screens in shopping malls across the country.

The audience showed surprised expressions when they saw the sudden change on the screen.

"Nani?"

They were originally enjoying the banter between the girls, but unexpectedly the scene changed to a handsome middle-aged uncle.

Although they knew that an accident had occurred at the Neon Music Festival, they did not expect things to get worse again.

At this time, the director's old voice came through the microphone: "To all the viewers watching TV Tokyo, I am the director of the TV station. I apologize to you on behalf of the TV station."

"There was an accident during today's live broadcast. I regret to inform you that our program producer, Michihiko Suwa, was killed in the mixing room on the third floor of our TV station."

"And now, the detective in front of you is named Maori Kogoro. He said that it only took him ten minutes to understand the truth. Let him take over the rest of the time."

As soon as the director finished speaking, there was an uproar.

A murder occurred on the most popular music program in the country. This is a big event.

Paparazzi reporters hurriedly drove towards the TV station, and audiences from all over the world locked onto Tokyo TV, staring intently at the screen.

In various high-end shopping malls and squares, people shopping stopped in their tracks when they saw this scene, and even taxis stopped on the side of the road.

Everyone was attracted by this first live reasoning in history.

Maori Kogoro, sensing the countless pressures pouring towards him, smiled and said gracefully while looking at Mizunashi Rena who was staring at him with her beautiful cat eyes:

"Only the truth can guide me, Kogoro Mori."

"Not even for a beauty like you!"

When these words were broadcast on TV, Yoko Okino, Yuko Ikezawa, and other girls all had stars in their eyes.

How could it be so damn charming!

This man! He is my prince charming!

"Let's get back to our reasoning. In case some viewers haven't seen the previous content, I will repeat the case."

Kogoro Mori controlled the rhythm steadily, put one hand in his pocket, and walked to Takashi Matsuo with a smile.

"During today's live broadcast of the Neon Music Festival, producer Michihiko Suwa was shot and killed in the sealed mixing room on the third floor."

"And the key to the mixing room is only held by Michihiko Suwa. No matter who it is, it is impossible for them to get to the mixing room, kill him, and then turn it into a secret room within five minutes."

After hearing this, all the audience members started talking about it, and Matsuo Takashi also relaxed, "Yes, that's right!"

"There's no way I could kill anyone! You said I was a criminal before, that's wrong!"

"It's certainly not enough time to run from the 11th floor to the 3rd floor, but what if the real crime scene is here!"

Kogoro Mori interrupted Takashi Matsuo with a loud shout, and the photographer immediately turned the camera to the grocery room. Takashi Matsuo's pupils contracted and he stopped talking.

Kogoro Mouri directed the camera and asked him to go outside the window and shoot down.

Looking down from the window, you can see the large blood-stained window on the third floor, and you can clearly see two bullet holes on the window.

When Conan saw this scene, he immediately knew that Uncle Maori's reasoning was correct, and he suddenly felt like a deflated ball, completely devoid of strength.

He is actually faster than me!

"This utility room is right above the tuning room on the third floor. As long as you come here and open the window and lie that you are going to jump off the building, Mr. Suwa will definitely open the window and go up."

Kogoro Mouri slowly squatted down and picked up the clue that Conan had just seen from the ground - a bullet shell.

"At this time, you just need to shoot downwards and blow his head off. The fat Mr. Suwa will naturally close the window, forming a perfect secret room."

"This bullet shell is the evidence."

"I...I didn't!"