Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

Mao Li looked in the direction that Kazuha mentioned and found that it was the direction of the hotel where the long-faced young man came from.

The two Hattori should have gone to the hotel where the tour group was staying to look for someone, but could the remaining two just happen to be in the hotel?

After thinking for a while, Mao Li turned to Officer Otaki and asked, "Officer Otaki, there should be someone watching Mr. Kusaya, right? Can you tell me where Mr. Kusaya is?"

"Ah?" Otaki widened his eyes in surprise and almost asked Maori how he knew that.

Mao Li smiled and said, "Since it's easy for the police to alert the enemy, why not let me give it a try?"

Otaki hesitated: "But..."

Mao Li said seriously: "It's better than Hattori and the others taking risks. Don't worry, I know my limits."

"Okay, okay."

Otaki stared blankly at Mori, who exuded the aura of a famous detective, and nodded.

……

The streets of Osaka were a bit damp and cold due to the rain, and unlike the bustling crime scene, there were almost no people on the streets.

Hattori and Conan ran panting to the Seven Guns Hotel where the tour group was staying, and then hurriedly ran to the street to look for people. They anxiously saw the old man from the bad house appear across the street with an umbrella. He didn't look like he was going to the castle tower, nor did he look like he was going back to the hotel.

Conan immediately took out the ear-shaped phone to call the police, but was stopped by Hattori.

"Don't fight," Hattori smiled intently, "If the police come, they will alert the enemy and they might escape again. Now we are the only ones who can open the door to the truth!"

"Hey, Hattori!"

Before Conan could stop him, he saw Hattori jumping over the railing and chasing after him, and he had no choice but to follow him.

Just after the two left, a group of tall, ferocious-looking figures walked out of the streets and alleys. Many of them were burly and strong men, and even the thin ones exuded a dangerous aura. They stared at Conan and the other man with cold and sneering expressions, as if they were looking at prey.

The old man in the dilapidated house finally walked into an abandoned factory with no people. As Conan and Hattori followed, a group of vicious men were watching him slowly from behind. A man wearing a flowered shirt and with a scar was leaning against an abandoned car outside the factory. His tall figure, like a cyborg, was full of oppression, with cruel and fierce light in his small eyes, and his companions around him also had dangerous smiles on their faces.

Suddenly, the long-haired young man who was standing back and watching frowned and looked at the figure walking towards the other side of the container in confusion.

"Shh, over there." The young man tilted his head and signaled his companions to look at the person coming.

An ordinary middle-aged man, holding a black umbrella, walked towards them step by step through the drizzle as if he didn't see them...

The young man and his companions looked at each other, and with amusement on their faces, they stepped forward to stop the middle-aged uncle: "Uncle, didn't your wife tell you not to run around when it rains?"

Maori stopped and glanced at the young man and the gang of thugs behind him, noticing the faint bulge of the gun handle between their shirts.

It seems that these people are the accomplices of the robbers contacted by the old man in the bad house...

His body muscles tensed slightly, and when the young man approached, Maori raised the corners of his mouth slightly:

"Have you heard the saying? Within seven steps, the punch is fast and fierce!"

……

Inside the abandoned factory, compared to the chaos created by Maori outside, it was quite peaceful. In the pitch-black environment, only the faint light of fire could be seen on the elevated road on the third floor.

The old man in the bad house climbed up to the third floor with the help of a lighter and immediately saw Wakisaka standing next to a burning barrel with squinting eyes.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Mr. Wakisaka."

"No."

Wakisaka scratched the back of his head and pointed to a section of the elevated structure that stretched out in the air.

"It's right there, in that box..."

"I see."

The old man in the bad house walked to the box that Wakisaka mentioned and found that the light was dim. He couldn't tell what the things were just by using the lighter, and there was a flashlight next to it.

"Just use that flashlight to illuminate it," Wakisaka added with narrowed eyes, "It's easy to find the Tiger Scroll you want..."

"You can't turn on the switch!"

Hattori walked up to the elevated platform and chuckled as he warned, "If you turn on the flashlight, you will definitely be burned all over, just like Mr. Kato who caught fire on the roof of the Osaka Castle Tower... Am I right, Mr. Wakisaka?"

Kusaya and Wakisaka turned around to look at Hattori who had appeared.

"Could it be that Mr. Kato was..." asked Kusaya in surprise.

"That's right," Hattori looked directly at the silent Wakisaka, "The murderer who killed Mr. Kato and Ms. Katagiri was Mr. Wakisaka."

……

The factory building was on an elevated platform. Wakisaka squinted his eyes, his forehead covered with sweat. Seeing the old man in the slum house put down the flashlight, he couldn't help but raise his fingers.

"Just like you deceived this old man, you probably used the Tiger Scroll as bait to deceive Mr. Kato and Ms. Katagiri," Hattori continued, "Just tell Mr. Kato that the Tiger Scroll is hidden under a tile on the roof of the castle tower, and that Mr. Kato would go up there at night because there are more people there during the day..."

"After it got dark, it was not easy to be found on the roof, but the light was also dim, so it was difficult to find which tile it was. Mr. Kato, who originally planned to use a lighter for lighting, happened to find the flashlight on the roof. The fan-shaped shape left on the roof was the best proof that it was because the lighter was placed after the flashlight..."

"I see," the old man in the bad house snorted as he looked at Wakisaka, "but what about Miss Katagiri?"

"Just now, Miss Katagiri was also killed," Hattori said in a deep voice, "Mr. Wakisaka asked Miss Katagiri to change her coat and then meet at Gokuraku Bridge. At that time, everyone ran to the side of the castle tower to join in the fun, so there were not many people coming and going there. Then Mr. Wakisaka beat Miss Katagiri to death with a hard object and threw her into the river. He also poured lamp oil on Miss Katagiri who floated to the surface..."

"Then we just need to wait for someone to pass by the bridge, light her coat on fire and pretend to be Miss Katagiri, then throw the lighter off the bridge, light the lamp oil and dive into the river. This way, even if someone immediately checks the situation under the bridge, they will only see Miss Katagiri on fire. It will look like she committed suicide..."

Zaowu asked in confusion, "But what if no one saw it? If no one passed by, wouldn't the estimated time of death be inconsistent?"

"In fact, Mr. Wakisaka has already arranged for a witness."

Hattori explained.

"It just so happened that He Ye and the others arrived earlier, so the other party panicked and ran away. That person was Mr. Fukushima, right, Mr. Wakisaka? If Mr. Fukushima knew nothing, it would be impossible for him to say that the deceased was killed by himself just because he heard that someone fell into the river with his whole body on fire..."

"Even so," Kusaya still didn't quite understand, "How do you know the murderer is Mr. Wakisaka? Others outside the tour group can also do these tricks..."

"Because of the blood."

Maori took the escalator to the elevated platform, quickly scanned the scene and his eyes fell on the bad house.

"There are a few bloodstains on Ms. Katagiri's body. They are traces of the zipper and the edge of the badge. The murderer must have been wearing a diving suit when he committed the crime, and the blood just happened to splash on the zipper and the badge that happened to be exposed outside... Mr. Wakisaka happened to be the only one who pinned the badge on the collar of his shirt..."

"Uncle?" Hattori looked at Maori in a daze, "Why are you here?"

"Where's Conan?" Maori asked curiously.

"Kudo... Conan seemed to have gone to the bathroom and didn't follow... Isn't he outside?"

"I didn't see it."

Maori thought of the police who were responsible for secretly tracking him, and was not too worried about Conan. He just took out the photo on Katagiri and turned to Wakisaka.

"Mr. Wakisaka, you should know all the people listed here, right? We have checked Mr. Hirano's website. The log that was originally updated every day on the website has not been updated for three weeks, which is exactly when the charred corpse was found a while ago..."

Wakisaka took a look at the photo and did not refute: "Yes, I killed Mr. Hirano, Mr. Kato, and Ms. Katagiri. This is also to comfort the spirit of my grandfather Masayoshi who died because of his love for Hideyoshi..."

"The grandfather you are talking about, could it be the old gentleman holding the scroll in the middle?" Hattori asked in surprise.

Chapter 127: Even the famous detective is afraid of tooth decay

"Yes, my grandfather used to talk to me about something, about the secret of Hideyoshi's treasure recorded on the scroll. At that time, my grandfather said that he didn't want to continue the treasure hunt and wanted to donate the scroll to the government, but my grandfather's companions disagreed. Thirteen years ago, my grandfather went to Osaka to meet his companions because of this, but he never came back..."

Wakisaka lowered his head.

"Grandpa only left behind fragments, the Tiger Scroll, and photos. He didn't tell me the whereabouts of my companions. It's not easy to find them, and one of them even changed his appearance..."

"Could that person be..."

"Yes," Zaowu suddenly took out a gun and pointed it at Maori and the others, saying coldly, "I am the last person in the photo. I had plastic surgery after that incident. As for the reason, it seems that you all know it very well..."

Mao Li frowned and asked, "Were you also the one who committed several robbery and murder cases thirteen years ago?"

Hattori looked at Maori with wide eyes: "He is the robber?"

"I can't help it," Zawu said expressionlessly, "I have already spent all my savings for Hideyoshi's treasure. I have no way out... All right, go over there, turn on your flashlights, and put an end to it yourselves!"

Mao Li did not move: "Those guys outside are the ones you plan to use to move the treasure, right?"

"What?" Zaowu's eyes narrowed and he turned back subconsciously, as if he thought of something. His finger trembled violently and he pulled the trigger.

Hattori noticed Kusaya's action at the first moment. His heart skipped a beat, but just as he was about to move, a figure came up to him.

"boom!"

Maori's finger had already been on the ejection button of the black umbrella, and he opened the black umbrella almost at the same time as Zaowu opened fire to block the bullet that was fired by the other party in panic. Then he threw away the umbrella and chopped down the pistol with a fierce blow of his knife. Zaowu was so scared that he collapsed on the ground, and wanted to shout outside in fear.

"It's no use, they won't come."

Maori straightened his clothes and walked to the dirty room.

"Bad house, you have just admitted your crime. Add to that the violation of the gun and ammunition control law and attempted murder... You can't get away with it this time."

Hattori froze and stared at Maori in amazement: "Uncle, you, you were after this guy from the beginning?"

“Not all of them…”

Mori looked at Wakisaka who was beside Hattori.

"Officer Otaki and his men have been keeping an eye on Kusaya in secret for fear of alerting the enemy. I thought Mr. Wakisaka would take advantage of today to continue his crimes, so I asked Officer Otaki about Kusaya's whereabouts. Mr. Wakisaka's modus operandi will soon be solved, and today is our only chance..."

"Pa pa pa!" Before Maori could finish his words, searchlights suddenly lit up above the viaduct, illuminating the entire factory. Hattori was surprised to see that a large number of police officers had already ambushed the scene, and even saw the figures of Hattori Heizo and Conan.

"Dad?"

Hattori looked at Maori in confusion.

Mao Li looked at the police surrounding the scene and reluctantly turned to Hattori's questioning gaze: "I don't know either."

If he had known that the police had already arranged such a big battle, why would he worry about it...

Outside the abandoned factory, the Osaka Prefectural Police took away the robbers who had fallen in the rain one after another, and they couldn't help but gasp when they saw the robbers' condition.

"Can one person really handle so many armed gangsters?"

"I heard from Officer Otaki that he hid outside because he was worried."

"Okay, let's send these guys away quickly. We need to record their statements later."

Otaki came over and urged him, then turned around to look at Mori and Hattori's group who came out of the factory door with the head of the company, Hattori Heizo.

Standing in the crowd, Maori was not very eye-catching. He looked like a middle-aged man about the same age as many policemen. Ordinary people would never have thought that he could defeat a group of ruthless armed gangsters.

"Hey, uncle," Hattori said with drooping eyelids, "How did you manage to beat so many people?"

"It's very simple, all you need is hands..."

"what?"

Maori looked at Hattori whose face became even darker and smiled. He suddenly noticed Kazuha and Xiaolan who were coming in with the police car outside the factory. Behind them, Haibara's small figure also appeared in his sight.

"Heiji!" Kazuha saw Hattori as soon as he got off the car, and immediately rushed over, wiping his eyes, "Did you really encounter a murderer? Is everything okay?"

"Idiot," Hattori still had a sullen face, "Do I look like I'm in trouble now?"

Mao Li stood aside and touched his stomach, then looked at Xiaolan and Huiyuan who came with him: "Is there anything to eat now?"

"Ai bought you some chocolate, Dad,"

Xiaolan looked at Haibara, who took out a box of chocolates from his hoodie pocket and held it in front of Maori, "Here."

"Great!"

……

Shin-Osaka Station, the day after the case was closed.

"What? My dad deliberately let us be bait?" In the station waiting hall, Hattori almost jumped up and stared at Conan.

"Yes," Conan said calmly, "That's what your father said afterwards, and he even apologized to me..."

After a pause, Conan imitated Hattori Heizo's serious expression and said, "People like them know our police style too well. If we want to catch them all in one fell swoop, having that impulsive kid Heiji running in front will definitely be the most effective smokescreen!"

Hattori's body trembled as he clenched his fists tightly, and he managed to resist the urge to hit someone: "So he hit me on purpose and got angry at me... to provoke me to run to such a dangerous place?!"

"Yes, in fact, your father had already expected that the bad house would bring a large number of men over, because it would take a lot of manpower to move the treasure," Conan said with a smile, "When I entered the factory, I was protected by the police officer who was lying in ambush there."

"That damn fox dad!"

Hattori frowned and scratched his fingers, his teeth chattering.

"If you dare to do this again next time, I will definitely stick my fingers into his ears and make him scream in pain!!"

"Hey," Maori sat on the waiting chair and read the newspaper. He glanced at Hattori who was gritting his teeth with drooping eyelids, "Can you beat your own father? When a gun was pointed at you yesterday, you were so scared that you couldn't move..."