Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

Outside the gymnasium annex, a dark figure carrying a protective gear bag appeared. He looked around and walked into the annex pretending to be an ordinary participating student. After stepping into the warehouse, he opened the protective gear bag and took out a bottle of water and a bloody towel, with a smile on his face.

After making sure that there was no one outside, the black shadow poured some water onto the towel and began to smear it on the jumping box in the middle of the warehouse.

This is where the body of Tsurimi was found. As long as the blood is smeared...

"It's useless. No matter how hard you try to cover it up, the deceased won't look like he was killed here, Otegawa-san."

Hattori suddenly walked out from behind with Mori and Officer Otaki. Two policemen in the corner also took off their disguises, which surprised the black shadow.

"Officer, officer," Otegawa said with a stiff face, holding a towel, "How could you..."

Otaki said sullenly, "Could you explain to me? What's going on with this bloody towel?"

"I just……"

"Let me help you."

Hattori chuckled and looked at Kotegawa.

"The deceased was not killed here, but in the locker room next to the swimming pool... After you saw Tarimi covered in blood, you left the warehouse together, then you returned alone and asked Tarimi to go to the locker room, and then you killed him in the locker room. Am I right?"

Otegawa was sweating profusely: "Haha, we all just happened to leave the warehouse. If someone had stayed, wouldn't I be in trouble?"

"It's not a coincidence," Hattori confirmed, "When you asked Mentani to go to the police station to report the case, it was destined that no one would stay, because Doguchi's personality is that he will definitely tell Hakamada if there is anything, and he is very afraid of seeing blood, so he will definitely not get close to the corpse, and he will not find that Tarumi was actually just drinking wine mixed with sleeping pills and fell asleep, and there was red paint on his body so he looked like he was dead..."

Hattori walked up to Kotegawa and put one hand on the jump box.

"The lighting in this warehouse is very dim, so the red paint could easily be mistaken for blood..."

"If a guy covered in paint walks out of the annex, wouldn't it be easy for him to be seen by students at the door?" Otegawa interrupted.

“What if a person goes out wearing protective gear and carrying a protective gear bag?”

"Come on, you're not saying that guy is Tarimiya? Why would Tarimiya listen to me and go to the locker room in that state?"

"Of course it's not enough to just tell him so verbally..."

Hattori exerted force with his hands and opened the lid of the jump box, revealing a tall figure wearing protective gear covered with red paint. The name Hakamada was pasted on the waist guard. At first glance, one would think that Hakamada had been murdered and his body was hidden here.

"What would happen if a drunk person saw this? After you return here alone, let the sleeping Tarimiya hold the Japanese sword, then wake him up and let him see the dummy you hid in the jump box in advance... Tarimiya often said that he wanted to kill Hakamada. In addition, he was still drunk at the time and his body was covered in "blood", so it was impossible to tell whether it was true or not. It is not surprising that Tarimiya, who mistakenly thought he had killed Hakamada, did what you said..."

"You asked Tarimi to put on protective gear, then took off his bloody kendo uniform, put the murder weapon in a protective gear bag and took it to the locker room. Your purpose was to create another criminal, so that people would think that someone else carried the protective gear bag containing the body out of the annex..."

Mao Li stood behind and watched Hattori reasoning, raising an eyebrow.

This kid Hattori ignored such an important kendo competition in order to solve the case, so let him show off for a while.

However, it is rare that a case happens before Conan arrives and is solved so early.

"What's your motive?" Maori looked at Kotegawa, who had a gloomy face after the truth was revealed. "You two are classmates, right? What grudge do you have to kill someone?"

"What grudge?" Otegawa chuckled. "You, a middle-aged uncle, don't know anything, and this guy next to you, Hattori Heiji... I'm really impressed. He didn't even play in the finals, but came to a place like this to play detective games..."

"Middle-aged uncle? Please!" Hattori said with a smile, "Look carefully, he is not an ordinary middle-aged uncle, but the famous detective Maori Kogoro!"

"Detective Maori Kogoro?"

"I heard that Tarimi seemed to have threatened you. Is that because of this?" Maori continued to ask.

Although competitive kendo is used for competitions, it does not mean that it cannot be used in actual combat. It is still very lethal when replaced with a real sword. Perhaps because this Kotegawa had killed someone, there was a hint of sinister murderous intent in his eyes, and his aura was particularly obvious in Maori's eyes.

It's a disgusting smell...

Very similar to the murderer he had subdued before.

"I've called and asked about the university they attend," Hattori looked directly at Otegawa and said, "I heard that a new member of your school's kendo club died during practice last year. The school said it was an accident, but..."

"That was when Tarimi accidentally killed a new member during the orientation," Otegawa said honestly, head down. Although he still had a real knife in his protective gear bag, he didn't have the courage to do it. "But he said that although he killed the person, we and the club leaders who were present that day were all accomplices, so if it was exposed, he would drag us into the water together..."

……

At the entrance of the annex, when Officer Otaki was taking away the dejected Kotegawa, Kazuha hurried over with Conan.

"Heiji! Hurry up and go to the competition!" Kazuha shouted anxiously.

"Contest?"

Hattori was stunned for a moment, then he remembered the game, and looked towards the competition venue, only to see his teammates being supported out in a mess.

"Look, it seems it's too late..."

"It's over?" He Ye looked at the defeated players of Kaikata High School with a sad face, "How could it be so fast? It's all because of you, running around and making me look for it for so long!"

"There's nothing we can do about it," Hattori said with a heartless smile to Maori, "Uncle, let's call it a draw this time, but at least I beat Kudo, haha!"

"Huh? Are you stupid?"

Maori looked at Hattori as if he was an idiot, while Conan was completely confused and just instinctively looked at him with contempt.

"You're still so happy even though you lost the game..."

……

At night, everyone still had a big dinner at Hattori's house. Because Conan and Professor Agasa had just arrived, Mori and the others had to postpone their trip back to Tokyo.

Having been to Osaka several times, there wasn't really anything fun to do. I missed some festivals every time I came, so in the end the only thing left was to visit Osaka.

The last time I came here, I was visiting Osaka and checking in at various food stores, but I ended up giving up halfway when I encountered a murder case...

The next day, Haibara stayed at the Hattori family and did not go out. Only Mori and his group went out for fun, and this time Kazuha was the tour guide.

"The circular one is Osaka Castle Hall. The area across from it with tall buildings is Osaka's business district. Also, behind that area of ​​buildings, you can't see it from here, but the News Bureau building there is the most famous landmark in Osaka..."

Osaka Castle Tower, Kazuha excitedly introduced: "As for us, this is Osaka Castle, the symbol of Osaka. How about it, Osaka is nice, right?"

"I came here last time when I was protecting the Easter Egg..."

Conan muttered with his hands in his pockets.

Chapter 124 Role Playing Games for Adults

The ancient city of Osaka has also undergone modern transformation. There is a circle of glass wall railings at the viewing area, which combined with the surrounding urban buildings is indeed unique.

But I can't bear to watch it again and again...

Mao Li couldn't help but think so.

"How about visiting the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters?" Hattori suggested, "You've never been there, right? I'd like to let you go inside and broaden your horizons..."

"Come on," He Ye said uninterested, "I think only a fool like you would be interested in visiting a place like that!"

Maori nodded in agreement and turned to look at Conan who was looking expectant.

And this guy...

"But even though I've been here before, it still feels different," Xiaolan was watching happily from the side, "It's more beautiful from the castle tower."

Kazuha agreed with a smile: "Yes, the castle tower was rebuilt about 60 years ago and is open almost every day..."

“It was 69 years ago!”

An old but powerful voice interrupted He Ye.

"The Taiko castle was first built in 1599, and Tokugawa Ieyasu rebuilt it again in 1629. The Osaka people rebuilt it 69 years ago in 1931..."

"what?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the person who spoke was a fat old man with a white beard. He looked like Garfield and had a serious expression.

"Grandpa, you know it very well..."

"Of course!" The old man frowned and said, "Because Taiko Hideyoshi is my spiritual mentor!"

Hattori looked at the badge on the old man's chest: "But, the other badge on your chest seems to be the family emblem of Tokugawa Ieyasu, the three-leaf sunflower..."

"Well..."

"Brother Ieyasu, what are you doing?" A long-faced young man called out to the old man from the corner, "Your Excellency has been waiting for a long time!"

The old man laughed and said, "I'm sorry, brother Mitsuhide."

……

"Hideyoshi Taiko's eight-day tour?"

"Yes, this is the name of our tour group. All the participants in this tour group are fans of Toyotomi Hideyoshi. We all met through the Internet. We plan to start from Nagoya, where Toyotomi Hideyoshi made his fortune, and then go to Osaka via Kyoto..."

On the castle tower, the long-faced young man started chatting enthusiastically with Maori and his group.

"In order to increase the fun of the trip, after breakfast every day, we will draw lots to decide which role we will play, and then wear the corresponding badges... There are badges of Oda Nobunaga, Toyotomi Hideyoshi, Tokugawa Ieyasu and Akechi Mitsuhide. Then, throughout the day, the people who play Hideyoshi, Ieyasu and Mitsuhide must call the names of the characters played by each other and serve the person who plays Nobunaga..."

"But on the other hand, Nobunaga has to pay for Hideyoshi and Ieyasu's dinner," a woman wearing glasses interrupted, "Am I right?"

"Ah, Miss Ningning?"

"There's even a character called Ningning?"

"Those who didn't draw those four characters will play Ningning..."

At this time, an honest-looking young man with a middle-parted hair came over, with squinting eyes, thick eyebrows, and a badge on his chest: "So everyone is here, I've been looking for you for a long time..."

"Lord Nobunaga!"

The old man and the young man who played Tokugawa Ieyasu and Akechi Mitsuhide quickly got into the mood: "I'm so sorry!"

"This is the oolong tea you requested..."

"I bought a postcard of Osaka Castle..."

Mao Li looked quite embarrassed: "What a group of strange guys... I think we should go have lunch first."

"Yeah," Hattori grabbed Kazuha who still wanted to chat, "Okay, why do you care about these freaks?"

"Where are we going to eat today?"

As the group left the castle tower, Mori looked back and saw a few old men talking to themselves. He vaguely heard them talking about Toyotomi Hideyoshi again.

……

In the evening, the sky was dark. Because He Ye accidentally dropped his wallet, everyone had to go back to Osaka Castle to look for it, but suddenly it started to rain.

Only Xiaolan brought an umbrella, so in the end it was only Xiaolan and the noisy Kazuha and Hattori who had to go look for the wallet, while Maori took Conan to find a place to shelter from the rain.

Maori stood under a large umbrella at the edge of the square, looking at the overcast sky through the rain. There were flashes of lightning between the rumbling thunder, reflecting the glowing castle tower.

"It looks like this rain won't stop any time soon."

Conan said as he looked at the rain.

"What bad luck..."

Maori looked around at the many passers-by who were hiding from the rain under the many large umbrellas like him. Suddenly, he saw the strange tourists he met during the day gathered together, looking anxious, as if something had happened.

"What's wrong?" Mao Li asked, "Did something happen?"

"Oh," several people recognized Mao Li, "We can't find the person who plays Hideyoshi. We don't know where he went since noon, and we can't get through to him on the phone..."

"Yes, we have already searched all over Osaka Castle and nearby businesses, and even the toilets, but we still can't find him."

"Didn't he tell you where he was going?" Maori asked puzzledly.

“No,” the honest young man who played Oda Nobunaga shook his head, “He was with me before, but then his cell phone rang and he disappeared. But he did tell us not to wait for him for lunch…”

"Maybe there is some urgent matter." Hattori returned to the square alone and handed the two newly bought umbrellas to Maori and Conan.

"Hattori? Where are Kazuha and the others?"

"They went to a store they had been to before to look for it. Really, there was only 5,000 yuan in the wallet, and they still went through so much trouble..."

Hattori complained, then looked at the role-playing people: "Then do you know who called him?"

"I don't know about this either..."

"Boom!" A sudden explosion echoed in the rainy night. Everyone in the square was startled and looked towards the roof of the Osaka Castle tower next to them.

Just on the tiled roof in front of the observation deck, a burning figure was screaming and twisting like a firefly.

“Someone’s on fire there!!”

……

"That's right! This is my wallet!"

In a shop near the square, He Ye happily hugged her small wallet and thanked the proprietress repeatedly.