Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

Several divers were quite distressed, especially when they saw the body of the young lady next to them, with a look of sorrow on their faces.

"The three of us dived near the spot where we dived three days ago to look for the young lady. We asked every cruise ship we saw, but we never expected that this corner of the rock that no one usually approaches..."

Maori secretly looked at the divers on the side.

There is the long-haired middle-parted man Daihu who keeps coughing while wearing a mask, the short-haired man Kaitian who wears an eye patch and doesn't talk much, and the man Qingli with a headscarf and a band-aid next to the corner of his mouth.

Indeed, they were the people who shouted on another boat when we were approaching Yijiao Rock before. The interesting thing is that no one asked them questions at that time, they just shouted and left in a hurry.

Maori's eyes flickered to the same diving watches on the wrists of several young men.

“Are all your dive watches the same?”

"Yes, the eldest lady made it for us, saying that the diving group should have a logo that everyone has..."

"May I take a look at it?"

"Of course we can," several people said impatiently, "but officer, how long do you plan to stay here? The sun is about to set..."

Yokomizo Shigego also felt that it was inappropriate to continue staying in the narrow corner of Ikko-no-Iwa, and it was not convenient to investigate. Hearing this, he groaned and said, "Then let's go to the police station first. I'll also ask you for clues about the criminal..."

"It's no longer needed."

Maori suddenly interrupted and everyone who was about to leave paused, including Conan who was standing at the back thinking and couldn't help but look at Maori.

Uncle has solved the puzzle? He still hasn't figured out what the words on the rock mean...

"There's no need to go to so much trouble," Mao Li returned the diving watch to the men and continued, "I already know the murderer's name."

"what?"

Several young men didn't bother to pick up the diving watch and asked in surprise: "What do you mean?"

"Hey, hey, they have been killing each other since just now. Isn't this an accident?" the turbaned man wondered.

"Mr. Qing Li," Mao Li said calmly, "Did the band-aid on the corner of your mouth hurt?"

"No, no, it's a pimple. I broke it last night when I was surfing the Internet in the Internet cafe with my chin propped up. I was looking for any news about the young lady at the time, and I was very anxious..."

"No need to explain so much."

Mao Li shook his head and continued to ask: "What is Mr. Qing Li's full name?"

"Qing Li Shuhei..." The turbaned man responded, frowning, "You don't think I'm the murderer? You must be joking..."

"I'm not kidding, because Miss Chifeng left your name, Qingli Shuhei."

"Haha, that's ridiculous. Tell me, where is my name?"

"How do you know there is none?" Mao Li smiled. "Indeed, because the murderer will come back, Miss Chifeng can't just leave the murderer's name. The murderer should have confirmed this in a hurry."

"you……"

The man in the headscarf had a twitching face and seemed to be losing his composure.

"To tell you the truth," Maori said directly, "Miss Akamine carved mackerel, carp, sea bream, and flounder on the rock. It may not seem special, but if you replace it with the corresponding Chinese characters, it becomes mackerel, carp, sea bream, and flounder of the flatfish family. Even if there is no next clue, it is obvious at this point..."

"Qing, Qing Li Shuping?"

Conan was surprised for a moment, and suddenly his eyes narrowed.

"That's right," Mao Li handed the diving goggles of Akamine Hikaru to Yokomizo Shigego, "Not only is there a scratch on the part used to carve words on the rock, but one of the words on the back has also been worn away, the word 'FISH', which is the word for fish, that is also on several other diving watches. If you remove the fish from the death message, it becomes Aosato Shuhei..."

"Does this thing prove that I'm a criminal?" The turbaned man denied it with gritted teeth, and his right hand involuntarily reached for the dagger in his trouser pocket.

"Of course, if you are sure it is a death message..."

Mao Li looked at the turbaned man who was still trying to make excuses, and continued, "By the way, if you broke the pimple while surfing the Internet with your chin propped up in an Internet cafe, it shouldn't be on the right side. Internet cafes generally don't have left-handed mice. The reason you're so anxious to explain... Could it be that you got something stuck on you?"

"This one……"

"Since you used the band-aid in such a hurry, it means you didn't find it until after you got back on board. So the oxygen cylinder that was originally used by Miss Chifeng might have been brought back on board by you. We can find out by checking."

The turbaned man's body trembled, and he took a step back unconsciously, and was forced into a corner by Maori. He was facing just an ordinary middle-aged uncle, who looked harmless, but the pressure he gave him was extremely great. He couldn't help but feel a dry throat, and looked at other people but felt nothing.

This guy……

The turbaned man swallowed hard.

He instinctively wanted to find a child as a hostage to escape, but during the interrogation, Maori had already separated him from the others, as if he saw through him completely.

"It's all this woman's fault..."

The turbaned man gritted his teeth, pulled out the dagger and rushed towards Maori, but Maori was quick-witted and knocked it away.

"How dare you commit a crime!" Yokomizo Shigego reacted with a rage and grabbed the turbaned man by the collar, "Go to the police station and reflect on your actions first!"

……

"We're almost there, that acquaintance's house is just ahead!!"

It was Girls' Day, and Ayumi was going to an acquaintance's house to display dolls and toys, and she excitedly led the way.

"Everyone, join me in arranging the dolls later..."

Mao Li walked with Conan with his hands folded, looking at Ayumi and the others in front of him depressedly: "By the way, why should I come here too?"

Conan said lightly: "With you taking care of them, everyone will feel at ease~"

"Please..."

Soon everyone arrived at the acquaintance's house that Ayumi mentioned.

"Oh, it's Ayumi, welcome." A housewife in her 40s came out to greet us after hearing the doorbell. She said happily after seeing Ayumi, "How is it? Did you remember how to place the dolls? You seemed to lack confidence the last time you came..."

Ayumi affirmed: "It's okay this time."

"Really? Then show it to me. It's in the closet of the Japanese-style room..."

The housewife smiled and let Bu Mei and the others enter the house. Only then did she notice Mao Li behind her and was stunned.

"Who is this... Have I seen him somewhere before?"

"I'm Maoli, and I came here to take care of these children," Maoli said politely, "I'm sorry to bother you this time."

"Nothing..." The housewife was still a little dazed, nodded and went into the house, "I'll go make tea for you."

"Not so polite."

A Japanese-style room is one with paper doors and tatami mats. The closet is also a classic one. It is somewhat surprising to find such a room in a modern apartment.

Mao Li stood at the door and watched the cardboard boxes filled with dolls being opened by several children. He asked the housewife in confusion, "Why does Ayumi have to remember how to arrange the dolls?"

An old lady came over with a bent back, and seeing the children placing the Hinamatsuri dolls on a seven-tiered step shelf, she smiled kindly and said, "Because I want to know if Ayumi is a child who cherishes dolls. If she can remember how to arrange them, doesn't that mean she likes them very much?"

Maori turned around and looked at the old woman: "You are..."

"This is my mother-in-law," the housewife introduced, "These dolls are what she wants to give to Ayumi."

"I asked someone to buy these dolls for my granddaughter. They were specially sent from my hometown in Kyoto. Although they are no longer used, they are still very precious..." The old woman smiled and encouraged Ayumi, "You have to work hard, little girl!"

"Is it expensive?"

Maori watched the old man and the housewife leave, and curiously approached the doll shelf.

Xiaolan also played with similar dolls when she was a child, but she was very busy with work at that time so she didn't pay much attention to it.

"what is this?"

Genta asked, pointing at the doll that Ayumi had carried to the top layer.

"It's the Emperor and Empress..."

"Are those palace maids and ministers below?"

Mitsuhiko also asked,

"The old man holding a bow and arrow next to you is the Minister of the Left," Conan said seriously while helping to place the dolls, "Put it on the right side of the fourth floor. The younger one dressed in the same outfit is the Minister of the Right, on the left side of the same floor. You can't put it wrong..."

Yuan Tai picked up the left minister doll: "The left minister should be placed on the right, and the right minister should be placed on the left? Conan, are you mistaken?"

"Stupid, your left and right are exactly opposite to theirs."

"..."

Xiao Ai picked up a doll and smiled softly: "Since you know so much, Edogawa, I'll leave everything here to you..."

"Come on," Conan wondered, "you should have done this often when you were a kid, right?"

"I was sent to the United States before I could remember, so this is the first time I've touched a doll. My sister did have one, but she kept it after our parents passed away and never took it out again..."

Xiao Ai's expression was calm, but she seemed to have recalled the past. She held the doll and said nothing.

"Haihara-san," Ayumi stood on a chair and arranged the second row of dolls, and called to Ai, "Can you pass me the doll next to it?"

"Okay, where do I put this?"

“It’s right in the middle.”

"here……"

Maori stood by and silently watched Ai visiting the doll with Ayumi.

Speaking of which, something happened to Ai’s parents not long after she was born, and they were later used as scientists by the organization. They only had to study and research, and they didn’t have the childhood of a normal child...

… ..,

"Wow, it's ready so quickly."

The housewife of the Kanno family returned to the Japanese-style room with tea and was surprised to see that the seven-layer shelf had been set up and everything was in perfect order.

"That's amazing, Ayumi. You passed with full marks."

Ayumi held onto the little hand and asked expectantly, "Can all these dolls be given to Ayumi?"

"Of course," the housewife smiled gently, "I'll send it to you right away by courier."

"Great!"

"Say thank you to grandma later..."

"Ok!"

Mao Li chuckled at the happy Ayumi and whispered to the housewife, "Mrs. Kanno, is there anywhere else to buy these dolls for the Girls' Festival?"

"What?" The housewife laughed, "Mori-kun is also interested in dolls?"

"I just want to prepare a set at home," Maori looked at Xiao Ai who was standing in front of the doll with her hands behind her back, "If possible, I would like to ask you to buy a set for me. Money is not a problem..."

Just now he also got to know a little about the Kanno family. The housewife in front of him was called Kanno Setsuko, 43 years old. Apart from the slight crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, she looked very kind. She was a relatively simple housewife, quite similar to Aunt Yoshimi who had taken good care of him in the past. In addition, she was so good to children, so she was a person worthy of trust.

"Is this so? Are you preparing it for your children?" The housewife smiled in understanding, "But these were all bought by my mother-in-law in Kyoto. I'll ask for you later..."

"Hey, hey," Xiao Ai walked to the side and glared at Mao Li, "Where is the space in the house to put these things? Besides, there are no children..."

Chapter 148: A Case That Is Not a Case

The housewife stared blankly at Xiao Ai, who was speaking like an adult, with a confused look on her face.

"Mr. Maoli, is this your child?"

"Uh... that's right."

Maori watched Ai walk away, coughed lightly and didn't mention the Girl's Festival doll again.

It would be better to ask the Kanno family for help afterwards. This would not only make up for Ai's childhood, but also allow Ran to relive the joy of her childhood.

"But," Mitsuhiko looked at the dolls and the unpacked cartons on the floor with a heavy head, "are we going to put them away like this?"

Yuan Tai was so tired that he sat down on the ground: "It took a lot of effort to put it together..."

"Wait a moment."

Ayumi took out a camera from her backpack with an excited look on her face.

"Let's take a picture before we put it away. I brought my dad's digital camera... Uncle Maori wants to come too!"

"I?"

Maori, with a bitter face, knelt with several children in front of the Girls' Festival doll stand. He forced a smile and hugged the chubby little Genta to let Mrs. Kanno take a photo. Even so, he still looked a little funny.

Mitsuhiko and Genta were smiling foolishly, Conan was looking at the camera adorably, and Ayumi was sitting in the middle with a blushing face... When the photo froze, Ai looked at Mori, who was half a body taller than her, with her eyelids drooping.

Mrs. Guanye couldn't help but smile after pressing the shutter. At this time, the doorbell suddenly rang at the entrance, and it seemed that there was another guest visiting.

"Then I'll leave this to you..."