Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

Maori looked back at Onoda Keita.

"This diary has been tampered with, and it's not long ago. I think it must be a child's prank. There is a blank page with pen marks on the back of the diary, which means that the paper with something written on it was taken away. So there should have been a diary on March 3, and the paper that was taken away was actually replaced, so the edges are not aligned...

“我想，应该是把3月21日改成了3月24日，所以前一页的日记内容其实是3月20日的……”

Maori returned the notebook to Conan and said, "Yes, the entry on March 3rd said 'I can only kill him', but it was actually on March 23th, because Keita recognized him right away. 'Try to talk' was the entry on March 3st. So if we change the order, it becomes that he wanted to kill someone at first, but gradually changed his mind."

The little boy drove the Maori in a daze, scratched his hair and laughed: "Because I accidentally drew a map on it when playing the game, I had to take it away..."

"Really? What on earth are you thinking about?" Maori looked at the little boy who didn't look worried at all and asked speechlessly, "Is the page you pulled out still there?"

"Yeah, it's still there," the little boy took out a piece of folded paper from his overalls pocket and handed it to Maori, saying admiringly, "It's just like what everyone said, uncle, you are awesome!"

"Ha ha……"

……

The villa had electricity during the thunderstorm, and the lights in the corridor came on. Maori turned off the flashlight and took the notebook paper from the little boy's hand. Sure enough, there was a game map drawn on the back page. The symmetrical page was "March 3", the first time he touched red wine. This was the real date page.

That is to say, the content of the previous page is the content of March 3.

"No, I still can't do it. As someone who also wants to be a musician, I actually want to bury such a genius. I can't atone for my sin even if I die a thousand times... I'm mentally prepared..."

Maori held the paper in his hand, and as soon as he finished reading the diary, Conan's expression changed.

"Where's that uncle?" Conan asked the little boy anxiously, "Did he say where he was going?"

"No," Hui Tai said blankly, "He just said that my mother would come to pick me up in a while and asked me not to let anyone in..."

"They should still be inside the villa," Maori said, looking into the inner room. "I didn't run into anyone when I came here. Mrs. Onoda hasn't come yet, and she hasn't contacted me, which means it hasn't been long... Have you found anything?"

"We've just finished checking the children's room and the kitchen, so let's look around a bit more."

"it is good!"

Ayumi and the others ran away and checked the two corridors separately, while Maori asked the little boy to take him to the bathroom.

The little boy plays everywhere and will look for someone when he's hungry. The only place he would hardly go to is the bathroom.

Judging from the diary, the kidnapper obviously didn't want to meet the little boy again...

There was water all over the corridor outside the bathroom, with a photo floating on the floor. Steaming water was constantly flowing out from the gap in the door, and the door was locked from the inside.

"boom!"

Maori pushed the door open with force. The entire bathroom floor was flooded and a man could be seen lying next to the bathtub which was constantly draining water. The water was overflowing into the corridor outside because the towel had blocked the floor drain.

"Uncle Maori!" Ayumi and the others heard the noise and ran over, asking worriedly, "What happened?"

"I see," Ai followed him into the bathroom and saw that Maori had already started first aid. She suddenly realized, "If you soak your cut wrists in the hot water in the bathtub, the blood won't coagulate and you'll slowly bleed to death... He wanted to commit suicide this way."

Mao Li bandaged the man's wrist skillfully, carried him up and said, "Okay, Xiao Ai and I will take him to the hospital now. Everyone wait here for a while."

"Uncle," Hui Tai asked worriedly, "Will this uncle be okay?"

"It'll be fine. The wound isn't very deep, and it was discovered in time. The amount of bleeding isn't too much. Just send him to the hospital."

Maori smiled and left the villa first under the gaze of a group of children. It can be seen that the kidnapped little boy was really worried about the man.

"What will happen to this man in the end?" Ai watched Maori put the man in the back seat and got into the car.

"It's hard to say right now."

Maori took a look at the villa, started the car and drove onto the road down the mountain.

"He tricked Keita here, and even the coffin seemed to be ready. He had a strong intention to kill, and it would be difficult to reduce his sentence even if he surrendered himself... But in the end, he didn't take action. Instead, he sent a text message to Ms. Onoda and chose to commit suicide. Keita didn't hate this uncle, so the outcome depends on Ms. Onoda."

"So what about this commission?"

Ai secretly looked at Maori.

"No way," Mao Li shrugged and said, "Anyway, I didn't inform Ms. Onoda, so I just said that I ran into Keita here by chance, so that she can feel it more deeply."

On the way down the mountain, they met a car going up the mountain. They could see that it was Dr. Agasa who was driving the car. It seemed that he also took Ms. Onoda with him. However, Maori did not stop the car to greet them. He just made a phone call to briefly explain the situation and hurried to the hospital.

Generally speaking, the success rate of suicide by cutting wrists is not high, but it is not without danger. At least the man has lost consciousness now, and he will still die if he does not receive timely rescue.

At the hospital, the man was carried away on a stretcher. After completing the formalities, Mao Li temporarily acted as the man's family member and waited in the hospital. Other matters could only be decided after the man woke up.

It was already late, and just when Maori was feeling a little sleepy, Mrs. Onoda suddenly appeared in the hospital. When she saw Maori, she asked about the man's condition. She was relieved to hear that he was fine, but then she pulled Maori aside and begged, "Detective Maori, can you please not call the police?"

"Ah?" Mao Li was stunned, "But the other party kidnapped Keita..."

"I heard it all from Keita," Mrs. Onoda said with tears in her eyes, "In fact, I haven't seen this child so happy for a long time. Maybe it's me, as a mother, who makes him practice non-stop, and I am imprisoning him with piano practice... So, Detective Maori, can we stop here?"

Mrs. Onoda knew about Mori's relationship with the police and looked pleading.

"I see," Mao Li said with a smile, "To me this is just a case of attempted suicide. You two families can go and talk about it later. If you have anything else, you can come back to me."

……

"Hoohoo!"

In the dim attic, only a beam of light shone through the skylight. The small space was filled with a smell of rotten wood, making it a little hard to breathe. Hattori sat under the skylight, sweat dripping down his face.

"Heiji... not here... a little further to the left."

"Here?"

“Ah, it hurts!” He Ye screamed and couldn’t help complaining, “Where are you inserting it?! I told you to push it a little to the left!!”

"Idiot! Don't be so loud! What if those guys hear us?"

In the attic, Hattori was sweating profusely and standing back to back with Kazuha, his hands tied behind his back with two pairs of handcuffs.

"Oh no! The pin has fallen into the crack of the floor..."

"What are you doing? How are you going to open the handcuffs without a pin?!"

"Do you have anything similar?"

"There's only this one..." He Ye looked at a piece of paper full of letters and numbers under the light from the skylight in frustration. "Forget about the handcuffs for now. Let's unlock the code on it. After we unlock the code, they will let us out, right?"

"That's right," an ugly long-haired man walked up to the attic with a pistol in his hand and said with a wicked smile, "If you want to leave here and bask in the sun, you must quickly decipher the code, otherwise you will end up like this guy..."

A fat man with a turban and scruffy beard followed up and fiercely threw a scarred man to the side.

“Becoming a cold corpse like this guy, hehe!”

"Mr. Kusukawa..."

Hattori gritted his teeth and watched the two gangsters throw the man away like garbage and leave, while Kazuha, who was standing beside him, clenched her fingers worriedly.

"Heiji..."

"Don't worry," Hattori listened to the footsteps disappearing on the attic stairs, and forced a smile from his solemn expression, "These bad guys don't know yet, those two guys...they will definitely find this place, definitely..."

……

At the Maori Detective Agency, Maori yawned and looked out the window.

The sky has been gloomy since morning, and it has been raining non-stop...

"Strange, what on earth is Hattori doing? He said he would come at 2:00 a.m., but now it's already 2:00 a.m. He has neither gone to Dr. Agasa's place nor come to my place..."

"Uncle,"

Ai answered the phone and shouted to Maori, "It's Kudo calling."

"Conan?"

Maori took the microphone in confusion, and Conan's anxious voice came over.

"Uncle, is there still no news about Hattori and Kazuha? Their phones are turned off. I called Hattori's mother and she said they were on the 8 o'clock flight..."

"Well," Mao Li looked at the time again, "I remember they said they would go somewhere else, to meet an employee named Kusukawa from the Haido Detective Agency. That person is an old acquaintance of mine..."

"Uncle, you are familiar with that place, can you ask someone to help ask if anything happened?"

"I see."

Chapter 156: Being rescued but not happy at all

"Well, you haven't been able to contact Nanchuan these days?"

"Yeah," a bald middle-aged man on the other end of the phone responded, "He seems to be tracking a big case, and he might be hiding somewhere... What's going on? Is he short of people to play mahjong? I'll be free later..."

"no,"

Mao Li smiled awkwardly, "I want to ask if there are two high school students looking for Kusunoki..."

"Oh, they are a boy and a girl from Osaka, right? They did come at 10 o'clock, asked for Kusukawa's address and left..."

"Kusukawa's address is... Arihato-so at 4-chome, Kaido-cho, right? Okay, I know. Thank you for your help. Let's play together again next time if we have a chance..."

Maori picked up a pen and wrote down the address on a piece of paper.

……

In Beido Town, there is Hatoso.

Maori left Ai at home to look after the house, and he took Xiaolan and Conan with an umbrella to find an old two-story apartment.

"Uncle, are you familiar with Nanchuan?"

"I guess so. He really likes horse racing and gambling. I heard that he lost his job as a policeman because of his excessive gambling."

"I heard from He Ye,"

Xiaolan said, "It seems that Mr. Kusukawa used to be a subordinate of her father, Criminal Minister Toyama."

Mao Li was surprised and said, "He used to be a subordinate of the Minister of Criminal Affairs? I didn't expect that..."

Nanchuan's room was on the second floor. When they went up the stairs, they saw a note stuck on the door.

"I will be back before noon. If you have any express packages, please leave them with the landlord... Nanchuan."

"What time is it now..." Mao Li looked at the note in confusion, "He is still the same. No wonder he is in such a mess."

Of course, despite all the complaints, Maori still cares about Kusukawa's statement that he is investigating a big case. Hattori and Kazuha's visit to this former Osaka prefectural police officer may also be related to the case.

"Hattori should have been here and waited for quite a while..." Maori squatted down and checked the two wet marks left on the door.

In both cases, it looked like Hattori had worn his wet hat backwards and the prints were left when he leaned it against the door. The outline of the hat and the mark on it could be clearly seen.

One is about the same height as standing, and the other is the height of squatting...

"Ok?"

Maori turned his attention to the gap under the door, where a piece of transparent tape was stuck. It seemed to be used to determine if there were any outsiders breaking in. However, one end of the tape had fallen off and was covered with a lot of dust...

It should have been a while since the tape came off.

Maori's eyes narrowed slightly.

In other words, the owner of this room originally planned to come back soon and posted the message, but for some reason he did not come back, and someone broke into the room when the owner was away.

Something must have happened...

"This door doesn't look like it was locked. Someone has been in the house."

Mao Li turned the doorknob and opened the door easily. He could see the whole room at a glance after entering the entrance hall. The computer desk and chair were placed next to the bed, and there was only one cabinet. It looked a bit shabby, but considering that Nanchuan liked gambling, it was not surprising.

"It doesn't look like someone broke into the room," Xiaolan said, looking around the room. "The room doesn't look like it was turned over. Maybe he just forgot to lock the door, and forgot to put tape on the door..."

"But the drawer of this table seems to have been turned over," Conan picked up a creased piece of paper from the ground, "This should have been stuck under the drawer, and someone opened it carelessly and it fell out..."

"But," Xiaolan doubted, "maybe just like the tape on the door, he forgot about it himself."

"But would someone who carefully arranged the warning forget this?"

Maori was certain that something had happened to Kusukawa, and looked at the pencil marks left next to the notebook on the table.

"Look, Hattori must have come in here too, and found some clues..."

"clue?"

"That's the clue Kusukawa left. Because of the pressure of the pen tip, the paper below will also have traces of the writing. It's easy to show up when you smear it with a pencil. Hattori should have taken a piece of paper to test it and took it away... Although it's a little unclear, there are still traces of writing on this piece of paper..."

Maori took the pencil and started scribbling on the top page of the notebook, and words gradually emerged.

"Kenbashi-cho... Ito... there seems to be a phone number below, but I can't see it clearly..."

"Then let's go and have a look,"