Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

Maori followed Inspector Megure into the living room scene, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Just one day later, another murder occurred, and a broken wine glass was also left at the scene.

The difference is that this time he was not assassinated, but was shot in the chest and died instantly.

The clean and neat method is very similar to the style of those people in the Black Organization...

Mao Li followed the forensic personnel who were collecting evidence and conducted investigations.

There was a cut chocolate cake and cold coffee on the dining table. The body was lying beside the table with a silver knife for cutting the cake in his hand. The broken wine glass fell into a pool of dried blood.

"It's unclear as we haven't performed an autopsy yet," the coroner explained, "but the estimated time of death is between yesterday afternoon and evening."

"Well," Officer Shiratori analyzed as he looked at the scene, "Mr. Hara seemed to be about to eat the chocolate cake, and the murderer suddenly came over, so he used the silver knife he used to cut the cake to fight the murderer... As for this small wine glass, it seems that the murderer is the same one who killed Mr. Oki. This is a serial murder case."

Mao Li squatted beside the body and looked at it for a while, then looked up and asked, "Did you tell anyone else about the shot glass?"

"I didn't tell them when I summoned them," Inspector Megure said solemnly, "So, the small wine glass was deliberately left there by the same murderer?"

"Probably," Mao Li stood up and thought about it. He borrowed the wine glass fragments from the forensic personnel and examined them. "But there is one thing I am concerned about. These fragments that fell into the pool of blood are not stained with blood. No one has disturbed the scene, right?"

Inspector Megure was stunned and said, "I don't think so. Conan and his friends were the first to discover it..."

Conan said affirmatively: "The wine glass fell there when we came over."

"That's strange," Officer Megure said worriedly, "Did the murderer come again later?"

"Wooo--!" At night, the streets of Tokyo are quite quiet. The lights of the buildings are on under the night sky, adding a lot of warmth to this cold metropolis. However, the sound of ambulance sirens can occasionally be heard on the road.

Maori returned to the office feeling a little tired. He had dinner while watching TV programs with Ai and Ran.

"Dad," Xiaolan looked at Mao Li and asked curiously, "How is the case going? Is it really a serial murder?"

"Inspector Megure is still investigating, but I don't think there will be any results in the short term," Maori said, taking a bite of his rice. "It seems that they have started to monitor several suspects now."

The autopsy results came out in the evening, confirming that Hara Jiaming's time of death was between five and six o'clock yesterday evening, which happened to be when Conan and his friends were investigating at the Kisaragimine Mizuki family.

Except for this old man, no one else has an alibi...

However, the most crucial thing is that all the data in the original Garmin computer was deleted, which is very similar to the Black Organization's usual practice.

In addition to characters like Gin, the Black Organization also has a lot of lower-level personnel. It is not ruled out that there are members of the organization among people like Tokiwa Mio. Once those guys are involved, things will probably become very troublesome.

After all, these guys are ruthless when it comes to killing people. In the past, even the families of members who were silenced were basically not spared, and even those who were slightly implicated could not escape the fate of being silenced.

"By the way," Huiyuan handed an envelope to Maori, "someone sent this to me today..."

"Eh?" Maori opened the envelope in confusion and took out a festive invitation. "Isn't this an invitation to a party? The opening ceremony of the twin-tower skyscraper on Saturday... Mio is really brave. She still holds an opening ceremony at this time. At least she should wait until the case is solved."

……

On Saturday evening, Maori specially rented a large van and waited downstairs of the detective agency in advance.

When Xiaolan and Xiaoai packed up and went downstairs, Professor Agasa was already waiting by the car with Ayumi and a few others. He was wearing an oversized suit and a neatly tied tie, and did not look like his usual old man at all.

The clothes of Ayumi and the others seemed to have been carefully taken care of by their families. There was no difference in their appearance, probably because Genta was too fat, but Ayumi looked much prettier, with a red jacket and a light green skirt, and a pair of red shoes on her feet. Even Mitsuhiko wore a small tie over his shirt.

Only Conan remains the same as before, with a bow tie, a small suit, shorts, and the pair of sneakers invented by Dr. Agasa. He wears this outfit most of the time.

"Everyone is dressed up beautifully today," Mao Li's eyes swept over everyone one by one, "Not bad, not bad!"

Although they were all dressed up beautifully, Maori still decided to give the best-looking "medal" to his daughter Xiaolan and Haibara who was wearing a emerald green jumpsuit.

"By the way, where's Sonoko-san? Hasn't she come yet?"

Conan asked doubtfully.

Xiaolan held a bunch of flowers and said, "She just said she's out. She should be here soon..."

"Hi!"

Just as he was saying this, Yuanzi came over from the other side and greeted cheerfully: "Sorry to have kept you waiting! Hehehe!"

Long boots, long white legs, a pink jumpsuit, and a white coat...

When Maori and others saw Sonoko's hairstyle, their eyes widened.

"Eh?"

"Yuanzi?" Xiaolan was startled. "What happened to your hair?"

"Let's change the look," Sonoko smiled and looked at Huibara, "I copied her and permed my hair into waves. How is it? Does it look good?"

"Uh……"

Maori stared at Yuanzi in a daze.

Why does she look like a different person after changing her hairstyle? She is beautiful, but it feels weird for Sonoko to look like this, like another style of Huibara's original self, Miyano Shiho...

"What?" Yuanzi approached Maori with a stiff face, "Uncle, you seem to have something to say..."

"Nothing," Maori turned his head and headed to the driveway, "We should hurry up, it's getting late."

……

In Nishitama City, during the banquet time, the sky was filled with orange sunset glow, which looked like burning flames.

When Maori drove everyone to the bottom of the Twin Towers, Inspector Megure and others were waiting quietly in the roadside parking lot, enjoying the cool breeze.

"Inspector, aren't you going up?"

"No," Officer Megure shook his head, "Ms. Tokiwa refused our police intervention. We can only wait here."

"Now we can only pray that nothing happens."

"Don't worry, Inspector," Mao Li comforted, "I'm still here, right?"

"It's because of you..."

Officer Megure's face darkened. "Anyway, I'm going to trouble you guys. If there's any situation, please contact us immediately."

Maori shrugged helplessly and nodded, "I will."

……

Compared to the bustling venue of the opening ceremony of the twin skyscrapers, the night sky outside was exceptionally quiet.

On the top floor of a building a few hundred meters ahead of the observation elevator, Gin was standing on the rooftop with a cigarette in his mouth. His long hair fluttered in the wind, and a pair of cold eyes under the brim of his black hat looked at the brightly lit twin towers.

“This is the last carnival.”

Gin grinned, picked up the telescope and looked at Officer Megure and others who were blowing in the cold wind at the ground parking lot, then dialed the phone.

"How's the situation inside?"

"Brother," Vodka called from the other end of the phone, "everything is ready inside."

"Very good," Gin put a sniper rifle beside him and smiled dangerously, "This building is known as the place closest to heaven. It is perfect for using it as the final execution ground, Shirley..."

Chapter 110: People who engage in art have dirty hearts

At the banquet venue, all the people participating in the game counted silently and attentively, and from time to time someone raised the flag in his hand.

"24, 25..." Maori was standing next to a young woman holding a baby, counting nervously, when suddenly the baby playing behind him reached out and patted his forehead.

"Oh no, I forgot where I was counting..."

Without caring about the crying baby, Maori looked anxiously at the people around him who were raising flags one after another, then he gritted his teeth and raised the flag directly.

"All right!"

"Okay," Tokiwa Mio reminded on the stage, "two guests have guessed the time correctly, Mori-senpai and Edogawa Conan, congratulations, now please come to the front."

"what?"

Maori walked up to the podium with a look of surprise on his face, along with Conan who had a similar expression.

How could it be him and Conan? Could this car be the vehicle of the God of Death?

"Everyone," Tokiwa Mio introduced enthusiastically, "the winners are the famous detective Maori Kogoro and this kid Edogawa Conan. As expected of a famous detective and his little assistant, both of them guessed the time exactly. However, according to the rules of the game, please play rock-paper-scissors to decide who will get the sports car."

Maori glanced at Conan, his heart filled with fighting spirit.

Just a four-eyed kid... He has the advantage! He has the sports car for sure! Even Jesus can't help! He said so!

Below the stage, Xiaolan and a few others were among the guests, not knowing who to cheer for, so they could only stare at the two people who were preparing to play rock-paper-scissors.

"Rock-paper-scissors!"

"cloth!"

Maori responded by throwing out his scissors, but they collided with Conan who was punching blindly. He was so shocked that his jaw dropped and he was petrified.

"what?!"

The sports car flew...

fly away...

Up...

Maori opened his mouth and held his face with his hands, not wanting to listen to Conan's pretended childish and proud speech. He walked off the stage woodenly amid the laughter of the guests and walked to his mountain bike.

In the blink of an eye, the sports car turned into a bicycle. The most painful moment in my life was the moment when the scissors came out in the rock-paper-scissors game. No one would believe it if I told them...

What the hell, why did I suddenly choose scissors? Isn't fist more powerful?

Ayumi and the others gathered around the mountain bike and commented: "Mountain bikes seem pretty good. We can't drive anyway, right?"

Mao Li turned his head stiffly: Hey, hey, why do you say that the mountain bike has become yours? Is there still a concept of public property in the Junior Detective Team?

Sonoko came over and said unhappily, "Come on, uncle, what's with that expression on your face? We don't even have a chance to play rock-paper-scissors."

"Yeah," Ayumi said dejectedly, "I only counted to 25 seconds."

Yuan Tai wondered, "I only counted to 12 seconds..."

"Snap!" The lights in the venue suddenly went out, leaving only a beam of light shining on the stage host.

Everyone stopped talking and looked towards the stage in confusion.

"Ladies and gentlemen, next I would like to introduce the works of today's most important guest, Mr. Kisaragi Minemizu, a master of Japanese painting who is a national treasure of our country."

Following the host's voice, a painting of Mount Fuji like the Moon Peak and Water appeared on the screen at one side of the venue.

"Mr. Kisaragi particularly likes Mount Fuji. He has spent more than 30 years painting the majestic appearance of Mount Fuji. This time, in order to celebrate the completion of the twin-tower skyscraper of his student President Tokiwa, he specially presented a new painting... Mount Fuji in spring snow!"

The curtain on the podium slowly opened, and everyone's eyes were focused in the center. However, as the background lights turned on, the scene in front of them startled everyone.

Right in front of the illuminated Japanese painting, Mio Tokiwa's body was suspended high in the middle, causing a series of screams of fear in the venue.

Maori's face suddenly changed. He didn't care about his mountain bike and hurriedly ran back to the stage with Conan.

"Hurry up and put Miss Tokiwa down and close the curtain!" Seeing that others were at a loss, Maori shouted hurriedly.

Maori hurriedly picked up Tokiwa Mio and laid her flat on the ground. A deep mark could be seen on her neck caused by the pearl necklace. Tokiwa Mio was already dead.

After asking Xiaolan to contact Officer Megure who was on standby downstairs, Maori squatted down to examine the body and saw a piano wire hooked behind the pearl necklace. The other end of the wire was wrapped around the horizontal steel frame and connected to the scroll. It was probably when the painting was put down that it pulled Tokiwa Mio up in the opposite direction.

This was a planned murder...

Maori's eyes turned to a small wine glass that had fallen at the feet of the corpse. Although it was not broken, it was indeed the same type as in the previous incidents.

How is this going?

First, Councillor Ohki was assassinated in the suite on the 67th floor of Building B, then Tokiwa Director Hara Yoshiaki was shot in his own home, and now even Tokiwa Mio has not escaped and was hanged in public...

If the Black Organization is not taken into account, the only connection between the three people is this newly built twin-tower skyscraper, and they are almost all the main guides.

Maori looked at the remaining suspects.

Secretary Sawaguchi, architect Hidehiko Kazama, and the serious-looking old man Kisaragi Minemizu.

At the time of the incident, these people happened to be behind the curtain and had the opportunity to hook the piano wire onto Mio Tokiwa's necklace.

The only problem is that the action of hooking the necklace should be obvious, but Tokiwa Mio showed no signs of struggling, and was obviously defenseless, and she didn't seem to notice it...

"Brother Mori!" After receiving the news, Officer Megure, Shiratori and others hurried to the scene and interrogated several suspects.

"Does that mean Mr. Kazama and Mr. Kisaragi were standing on either side of the victim when the incident happened?"

After understanding the situation, Officer Megure ordered: "Now please stand in the same position as before, and Chiba will stand in the victim's position."

There were three small lights lined up on the stage floor to indicate positions, about one meter apart. Hidehiko Kazama and Minemizu Kisaragi stood on both sides, one on the left and one on the right.