Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

Yokomizo frowned, turned around and asked the police officer to find Morioka who left the message, and Hosoya who visited him at the beginning.

He didn't notice that Conan beside him was shocked: "No! Although the voice has changed a little because of the machine, but this tone... this voice..."

"Vodka,"

Huibara suddenly spoke up and took over the conversation, "This is Vodka's voice... It seems that you are right, this incident was not done by them. If it were them, the first priority would not be to set up a secret room, but to retrieve the tape with the sound recording."

"So, they haven't arrived here yet?"

Mauli asked.

“If they find out there’s a police investigation here, they’ll probably be troubled too,”

Huiyuan chuckled and said, "Because the tapes can no longer be recycled, and even the disks are nowhere to be found."

"Organization..."

Maori muttered with a frown, and the information about the Black Organization emerged in his mind one by one.

Although the information in his mind told Maori that, except for the unfortunate character Gin, all other members of this seemingly terrifying organization were either undercover agents or unreliable, and there were even many who betrayed the organization...but in Maori's view, the organization was still quite mysterious and terrifying.

After all, just looking at the number and quality of undercover agents, you can tell how unfathomable the organization is. Otherwise, national intelligence agencies like the FIB would have wiped out the organization long ago.

At least, it's not too difficult to get rid of this famous detective and the people around him.

Huiyuan put her hands behind her back and turned her gaze towards the silent Maori. Her cold eyes tightened slightly:

"Forget it. If I lock the door from outside, I have to get the key into the middle of the room, and it will be pressed under the notebook. It is impossible from the perspective of physics..."

"impossible?"

Mao Li came back to his senses and focused his attention back on the case itself.

"Yes, even if we use the tape on the answering machine, it won't work. Although there are many doubts, considering that he was drunk... it's not impossible that he fell with the bookshelf and hit the back of his head, causing this accident."

Huiyuan didn't want Maori to continue to interfere, so she closed her eyes and said softly: "Besides, it's also very dangerous to continue staying here. Uncle, you can't go on like this. Xiaolan..."

Huibara didn't finish her words, but Maori understood what she meant.

But even though he understood it, Mao Li still had his own judgment on what to do specifically - he raised his eyebrows and quickly scanned the crime scene.

It was indeed as Huihara said, this secret room was very unusual, and Professor Hirota's body was full of alcohol, it seemed like an accident. But what Officer Yokomizo said also made sense, with him, a famous detective favored by the god of death... or Conan, the elementary school student of the god of death, the possibility of an accident was still quite small, especially when there were many suspicious points at the scene.

Officer Yokomizo was also questioning several visitors, including Shirakura, a young man who left too many messages on the phone, Hosoya, the section chief of a securities company who was the first visitor, and Morioka, a veterinarian who often played chess with Professor Hirota. These three were all suspects.

Mao Li stood next to the answering machine with one hand in his pocket and saw the forensic personnel investigating the tape on the answering machine.

The suspicious thing about the tape is that the sound is intermittent. The murderer may have used the tape to do something...

The doors and windows of the room were all locked, and the only way for the key to enter the room from the outside was through a tiny gap under the door. However, it was impossible to press the key under the notebook using only a tape.

Maori turned his gaze to the bookshelf and the books scattered on the floor. His brows were furrowed and his brain was working rapidly. All the details of the murder scene flashed before his eyes like a movie.

Bookshelves, murder weapons, corpses, scattered books, upside-down phones, tapes with intermittent sounds, room keys pressed by notebooks...

Like a puzzle, Mao Li put them together, and finally only the notebook and the answering machine were left, which were connected to the crack of the door.

Add to that the chess pieces scattered around the notebook... and you've got it!

"Let's go,"

Huiyuan urged, "Let's leave from the back door quickly..."

"You guys go first,"

Maori waved his hand and said to Conan, Huiyuan and Dr. Agasa, "Leave this to me."

"Eh?"

Huibara looked at Maori in a daze.

"Uncle, have you figured out the murderer's method?!"

Conan was surprised. He was sure it was not an accident, but he was stuck in the secret room technique and couldn't solve it.

Maori bent down and picked up a chess piece. "These seemingly insignificant pieces are actually the key. The key and the pieces around the notebook are not scattered randomly without any meaning. The truth is..."

As Conan looked at him with a look of realization, Maori picked up his notebook, placed the chess pieces in front of the answering machine to form a triangle, and turned to Mrs. Hirota and asked, "Madam, do you have any spare tapes?"

"what,"

Mrs. Hirota stammered, "Yes, I think my husband put it in the drawer under the computer..."

"This is?!"

Conan stared at the chess pieces arranged by Maori, his expression changed again and again, and a flash of lightning flashed through his mind in an instant.

After Mao Li got the spare tape, he began to make arrangements while Officer Yokomizo and the others were watching. He first pulled out enough tape from the tape, then put the tape into the answering machine, and then pulled the exposed tape straight out of the door and passed it through the key ring.

"Conan, come and help!"

Knowing that Conan must have figured it out by now, Maori gave the order directly, and the latter did not disappoint his trust at all, and raised his hand impatiently in response:

"it is good!"

Facing Officer Yokomizo's puzzled gaze, Conan ran to the door, pulled the strap that passed through the key ring back into the study, and finally put it on a chess piece near the phone, and finally placed the notebook on the chess pieces arranged in a triangle.

Huiyuan crossed her arms and took in the entire arrangement of the two people, with a slight smile on her face: "Are you planning to use the power of the tape to pull down the chess pieces? This is just in theory. The base of the chess is very stable, so before it falls down, the key will definitely be pulled out of the notebook along with the chess pieces, and will not be pressed under the notebook at all..."

"What if it's the other way around?"

Conan further arranged, "Although the head of the chess piece is round, as long as the notebook is made of hard paper, it should be able to hold up stably."

When Haibara saw Conan's arrangement, her pupils suddenly contracted, and then she looked straight at Maori at the door.

Mao Li took out his phone with confidence, and his gestures showed the style of a famous detective: "Let's do a practical experiment now."

After closing the door and simulating locking it with the key on the belt, Maori placed the key in front of the crack in the door and then used his cell phone to call the phone in the room to leave a message.

As the answering machine started, the tape automatically rewound, and the key was gradually pulled from the crack of the door to the notebook supported by the chess piece. After reaching the bottom of the notebook, it quickly hit the chess piece again...

“Return, return!”

Officer Yokomizo and everyone in the room watched in horror as the key was pressed under the notebook and several chess pieces fell around the notebook. Everything was almost the same as the original scene.

Even the remaining tapes were successfully rewound back into the recorder.

"It's really possible..."

"sure,"

Mao Li returned to the study. "Although this method may seem surprising at first glance, it is actually not particularly sophisticated. In my opinion, this is probably just a temporary method that the murderer came up with in a panic, so there are many suspicious points and even decisive evidence..."

"Mr. Shirakura, who left 10 messages, do you have anything else to say as the murderer?"

“Wait a minute!”

The young man Shirakura stood in the crowd. He suddenly became the focus of attention after being named by Maori. He smiled dryly with a pale face, "What kind of evidence is this? I just left more messages..."

"Then why did you go all the way back to the scene?"

Mao Li interrupted directly.

"Didn't I tell you? Of course I came here because I couldn't get through on the phone..."

Shirakura looked at Mori, his voice becoming smaller and smaller, and his teeth began to chatter involuntarily.

It has to be said that success in a career can indeed bring about a huge change in a man's temperament - the current Mao Li is more awe-inspiring and stressful than when he was an elite policeman.

"Is it because you want to retrieve the tape that's covered in fingerprints, Mr. Shirakura?"

Mao Li continued to reason, "Originally, you planned to be the first discoverer together with Mrs. Hirota, but you didn't expect that someone would find out in advance, and even the police would arrive. Am I right? As for the motive for murder, I'm afraid there is something in those disks that is unfavorable to you..."

"All the disks are in my car outside,"

Shirakura clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, saying weakly, "Detective Maori, you are right. Everything is because of the photo on the disk."

"That photo?"

Officer Yokomizo asked in confusion, "What photos?"

"I had plastic surgery when I was a model, and even changed my name, but the photo of my previous face is left with the professor..."

"So you killed the professor because of this?"

"how is this possible?"

Shirakura said uncomfortably, "The magazine recently planned an event, and I wanted to ask the professor to borrow my photo of me dressed as a woman for the university anniversary celebration. Because of the makeup and wig, I can't see my original appearance, and it's also quite unique... But the professor said..."

Shirakura looked at Professor Hirota on the ground, his tone full of hatred:

"'I have forgotten which disk I have scanned the photo of you in cross-dressing into. If it is the ordinary photo I sent to you, I can find it immediately. Do you want me to send it directly to the editorial department?' He laughed at me drunkenly... When I came to my senses, he had already fallen in front of me..."

As Shirakura spoke, his smile turned bitter: "Next, just like what you said, Detective Maori, it was indeed a bit hasty, but I didn't expect that a famous detective would come and see through my tricks at once. It's really ironic."

After Shirakura finished his confession, Officer Yokomizo solemnly handcuffed him:

"Let's go to the police station."

"uncle!"

Seeing this, Conan immediately reminded Maori anxiously, "We have to get that disk back!"

Mao Li nodded and found Yokogami alone.

Although according to the normal police case handling process, evidence must be sent to the police station for investigation first. However, rules are dead, people are alive, and unless there are special exceptions, there is room for negotiation, especially when the person Mao Li is facing is his fanatical admirer.

"Officer Yokomizo, that disk has nothing to do with the case. We are here today to urgently ask Professor Hirota to return the disk. It's okay even if he takes it away, right?"

"Mr. Maori, if you ask, it's fine."

Officer Yokomizo replied, then he looked around and whispered, "But by the way, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Ok?"

Mao Li raised an eyebrow, "What favor?"

"Please sign my name for me! Please!"

"..."

Chapter 55: The Duke of Darkness reappears and Conan is persecuted again

Although Mori could have taken the disk directly from Officer Yokomizo because of the PY transaction with him, but considering the existence of the Black Organization, for safety reasons, Mori went to the Shizuoka Prefectural Police Station and took the disk back from Officer Yokomizo privately in the name of helping to take notes.

After that, the group returned to Tokyo without stopping, or to be more precise, to the home of Dr. Agasa, who had the most advanced personal computer at the time.

Huihara couldn't wait to disconnect the computer from the network and then put the disk in for processing.

"That should be enough, right?"

Maori and Conan stood by and watched Haibara operate.

"But I never expected that I could pass the police inspection..."

"Of course,"

Huihara said, "This is normal." "If you don't enter the password specified by the organization, this disk will just contain ordinary documents... There's nothing to be surprised about."

Although Conan can operate a computer, compared to an expert like Huiyuan, he can only be said to be at the level of a real elementary school student, so at this time he chose to wait obediently for her to report the situation:

"Can you open it?"

"Um,"

Huiyuan's eyes did not move away from the computer screen at all, and his fingers kept tapping on the keyboard. "There is not only information about drugs in here, but also information about related organization members, including the investors of the institute..."

Maori frowned at what Huiyuan said. His intuition told him that things were not that simple. Although the disk belonged to Huiyuan, a former scientist of the organization, the organization could not simply rely on the loyalty of its members to keep such an important item. And even if it fell into the hands of the police due to an accidental case, they should find a way to destroy it, right?

As Maori was thinking this—

"Snapped!"

As Huiyuan typed the last character and hit the Enter key to confirm, a large amount of data suddenly popped up on the screen. Conan and Dr. Agasa hurriedly moved closer to take a look, but before they could see clearly, all the data was deleted and disappeared like a waterfall, and was completely cleared in the blink of an eye.