Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

"Only you, a little kid, are allowed to use the toilet, but we adults are not allowed to use the toilet, right?"

Maori let go of Conan and said in a sarcastic tone. But then he changed the subject and looked at the model cabinet covered with black cloth, "This thing, if nothing goes wrong..."

Maori pulled aside the black cloth, and the exquisite city model and the words "My dream new town, Nishitama City" on the label instantly came into view.

"I knew it! It was Professor Teiji Moriya who designed the new town of Nishitama City for Mayor Okamoto!"

Although he already had a slight premonition, Maori still felt his scalp tingling at this moment - no wonder he and Officer Shiratori didn't find the suspect here just now, because the suspect was receiving them!

"But how did this guy Moriya Teiji know that you and Xiaolan were going on a date tonight?"

Maori glanced down at Conan condescendingly, and his tone was particularly heavy when he said the word "date".

"He sent me an invitation to a tea party a few days ago, and I mentioned this when I turned him down..."

Conan's tone was solemn - he never expected that even if he was not with Xiaolan, Xiaolan would still be in danger because of him.

"I'll talk to you about your problem with Xiaolan after everything is settled..."

Maori tried hard to suppress his urge to punch Conan, "Now I'm going to go back and prepare for the reasoning. You should deal with the possible means that Moriya Teiji might use to die together!"

"……it is good!"

Conan took action immediately - Moriya Teiji's great hostility towards him and Xiaolan left him with only one thought in his mind, which was to arrest him as soon as possible!

……

"The design of the loop bridge won him the Best Newcomer Award from the Japan Architectural Association. Since then, Professor Moritani has become more and more famous. However, the bridge is not symmetrical. Perhaps it was due to the requirements of the builder or the Building Standards Act, which forced him to compromise. This was unbearable for Professor Moritani, who advocated perfectionism..."

At Professor Moritani's house, Maori called Officer Shiratori and Teiji Moritani to the design exhibition room and began to carry out his own reasoning.

"At that time, the smooth life of an architect finally began to be overshadowed. The Nishitama New Town Plan that he had spent a long time to complete was suddenly stopped because the mayor was unexpectedly arrested!"

At this point, Maori paused for a moment, glanced at the expressionless Moriya Teiji, and continued, "So that's why you declared war on Kudo Shinichi, wanting to retaliate against Kudo and damage his reputation, while also serving as a cover-up to conceal your intention to destroy the work..."

"Hmm,"

Moriya Teiji sneered, "This reasoning is indeed very interesting, but unfortunately, Detective Maori, you have no evidence at all!"

"You want evidence, of course I have it,"

Mao Li said firmly, "There should be a bomb you planted in this room. You still have the detonator in your hand, right?"

"what?"

Moriya Teiji's face changed drastically, and he subconsciously took out a long-tube lighter-style detonator from his pocket.

"You went to the study room before coming to the exhibition room just now to bring this detonator with you just in case."

"This is just an ordinary lighter!"

Moriya Teiji was sweating profusely.

When he heard Mao Li say that he would reveal all the secrets, he felt something was wrong. Out of respect for Mao Li's professional ability, he brought the detonator with him, but...

"really?"

Conan on the side smiled childishly, "But Professor, you seem to light your pipe with matches, right? Why do you carry this lighter?"

Officer Shiratori was afraid that Teiji Moriya would be provoked and do something stupid, so he stepped forward cautiously and said, "Professor Moriya, can you, can you give this thing to us?"

After a moment of silence——

“…Don’t come over here!”

Moriya Teiji finally gave up struggling, and held the detonator tightly with a ferocious look on his face. "If anyone dares to move, the bomb I installed in the room will explode immediately!"

"It can't explode,"

Mao Li shrugged, "Because there is no battery in the detonator."

"When did you..."

Moriya Teiji opened the battery cover with an unpleasant look on his face, "It's that brat!"

"hateful!"

Seeing that his last resort was also wasted, Moriya Teiji could only let Shiratori arrest him with a gloomy face, "If you think that this is all right, you are totally wrong! There is still one building I plan to destroy! Soon Kudo Shinichi and his precious girlfriend will be blown to pieces!"

"Don't you think I didn't think of that when I was making my inferences?"

Maori said in a deep voice, striding forward, and punched Moriya Teiji in the face in front of his shocked and angry eyes, "Listen to me, you who only have a deformed love for architecture! Before I was a famous detective, I was first a father with a daughter!"

"I won't play the game of detective and criminal with a bastard like you until I make sure she is absolutely safe!"

Maori's words were so powerful that they shattered the last bit of pride that Moritani Teiji had in himself. More importantly, every word hit Conan's heart hard.

"Let's go, Conan! Let's go to the Rice Flower Cinema!"

"……Um!"

……

Although they said they were going to Beika Cinema, in fact, Maori called a taxi and took Conan back to the detective agency.

"Uncle, aren't we going to the Rice Flower Cinema to look for Xiaolan? Why…"

"Give!"

After opening the cabinet where he usually kept case materials, Maori threw something inside to Conan without saying a word.

"This is……"

"The detective boy from Osaka brought me some white wine last time. Isn't tomorrow your birthday? This is a birthday present from me, your elder."

"...Thank you, uncle,"

Conan looked at the white wine in his hand, confused, "But this..."

"What's the big deal? Drink it now!"

"what?"

"Just drink when I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Looking at Conan, who couldn't drink at all, trying hard to drink with a red face under his "tyrannical power", Maori already experienced the joy that Kisaki Eri's father, his own father-in-law, felt when he drank with him.

That's right...

Back then, his father-in-law made him drink so that he could get drunk and spend as little time as possible with his daughter, Kisaki Eri; and now, he made Conan drink so that he could send him to his daughter so that the two of them could be together!

Ugh……

……

At Mihua Cinema, when the movie "The Legend of the Red Line" began to be screened, Xiaolan still hadn't waited for the person she wanted to see, and resentment and disappointment were written all over her face.

"Really? Why hasn't Shinichi come yet? He didn't even call me..."

"Xiaolan!"

The sudden sound of the familiar voice perked up Xiaolan, who almost thought she was stood up, and she looked in the direction where the voice came from.

"Shinichi?! You finally...wait, why are you wearing my dad's clothes?"

Chapter 50: Going out and picking up a female elementary school student

Maybe it was because Shinichi was wearing Mori's clothes, or maybe it was because he was a little drunk from drinking Shiragan. In short, although the overall atmosphere of Xiaolan and Shinichi's date that night was good, it was more or less awkward.

This was something Maori had never expected, but it was okay. Such embarrassment slightly comforted the broken heart of this old father.

……

"Wow!"

It was a rainy night a few days after Teiji Moriya was arrested. Mori had just received his customized umbrella from Professor Agasa and was now preparing to go home.

Although it was not a problem for Mao Li to call a taxi with his current "detective-level" income, the journey was not far after all, and it was a good opportunity to test the basic rain-proof function of the umbrella, so Mao Li chose to walk.

At the same time——

"Hoohoo!"

On a street not far from Maori, a barefoot little girl was walking alone, tightly wrapped in a wet white coat, her hands and feet cold.

Under the brown curly hair, the little face showed confusion and sadness that did not match his age.

Turning the corner, a figure from her memory suddenly passed by the girl, firmly attracting her attention. Although she was holding an umbrella, she recognized the face that often appeared on TV programs...

The girl staggered and faced the other party with difficulty:

"Mao, Mouri Kogoro..."

"Ok?"

Maori's eyes moved away from the special device on the umbrella handle, and he immediately noticed this very unique little girl.

"are you OK?"

Maori frowned and asked casually in confusion, but he didn't expect the little girl to suddenly lose her strength and fall directly in front of him.

"Hey!"

Maori saw passers-by looking at him and anxiously picked up the little girl.

"The illegitimate daughter came to the door?"

"How pitiful! He must have been abandoned together with his mother..."

"A philandering and irresponsible man!"

……

Listening to the chatter of passers-by, Mao Li could only twitch his lips helplessly, laughed dryly and made up an excuse: "Haha, it's me... my sister-in-law."

Under her loose clothes, the little girl kept murmuring something, and her forehead was hot, as if she had a fever.

Mao Li frowned as he saw the little girl in pain. He finally decided to take her back to the detective agency. "What an irresponsible parent you are... I'll take you to the police station later."

After returning to the office, Mao Li first put the girl, whose clothes were all wet, on the sofa, then went to boil a pot of hot water, and took out the usual antipyretic medicine from the drawer.

Although Xiaolan, who is usually responsible for housework, slept at Sonoko's house tonight, and Conan, who is fully knowledgeable in various theories, also stayed at Professor Agasa's house, Maori had taken care of Xiaolan in the past, so he had sufficient experience in dealing with this sick little girl.

"I remember there should be a few boxes of Xiaolan's childhood clothes. Where are they..."

……

Mao Li had just put the little girl on Xiaolan's bed and settled her down properly, and before he had time to catch his breath, the phone in the office suddenly rang.

"It's late at night... Hello, this is Mouri Detective Agency. I'm Mouri Kogoro."

"Hmm? Officer Megure?"

"What? A murder happened across from the mahjong parlor where I often play mahjong? The deceased was my mahjong friend?"

"I know, I'll be there soon!"

……

Twenty minutes later, Maori arrived at the Hieda Finance that Inspector Megure mentioned.

"The deceased is Hieda Mitsuru, 53 years old, president of a financial company. The cause of death was asphyxiation caused by cyanide..."

Mao Li, who was watching the security video in the office, made a preliminary inference: "Officer Megure, the time of death should be between 8:30 and 9:00 p.m., and he was still counting money at 8:30."

The video camera was facing the office door, and it just happened to record the scene of three employees of Feitian Finance leaving get off work and President Feitian locking the door himself. The time was 7:4.

From then until the death of Mitsuru Hieda, no other suspicious people came in and out.

As for the three employees, they were all called to the scene. They were 34-year-old Naoyoshi Minamizawa, who wore a pair of glasses and looked gentle and refined; 29-year-old female employee Takako Fujii, who was a bit pretty but looked quite bad-tempered as she smoked; and 31-year-old tall and long-faced male employee Hiroshi Iino, who looked like an honest man at first glance...

"Mori brother,"

Officer Megure stroked his chin and introduced the police investigation to Maori. "There was a cup of coffee at the scene that might have been poisoned. It was made by female employee Fujii Takako for President Hieda before she left the company. But he drank it at the time, and no poison reaction was detected in either the coffee or the coffee cup."

"That's it,"

Mao Li glanced at Fujii Takako who was exhaling smoke and nodded slightly, "Anything else?"

"Speaking of it,"

Nan Ze Shang Shan explained, "Our president has a habit when counting money. He always makes the money into a fan shape, then licks his thumb and counts the bills..."