Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

"Because I'm allergic to feathers..."

"Police department!"

A police officer rushed into the restaurant with Hanchuan's ring and necklace in his hand, "Found it, the ring is under Mr. Nishino's bed!"

"what?"

"How is this going?"

Officer Megure looked at Nishino seriously, "Did you deliberately tear the pillow and scatter the feathers everywhere?"

"Wait, officer," Nishino explained anxiously, his face pale, "I didn't do it! I don't know anything! After I called Detective Maori, I came to Mr. Samukawa's room and found that he was dead! The room was already like that!"

"Officer, what Nishino said should be true,"

President Suzuki helped explain, "Nishino has been allergic to feathers since he was a child. Not to mention the presence of feathers, as long as he touches a little bit of feathers, he will sneeze non-stop."

Inspector Megure frowned: "But now all the evidence shows..."

Mao Li stood up and said, "Officer Megure, we can't make a conclusion yet."

He believed Nishino more - leaving his ballpoint pen at the crime scene and simply hiding the stolen ring and necklace under the bed could no longer be simply explained by carelessness.

Moreover, the murderer shot Hanchuan in the right eye with a clean and neat shot, and he must have prepared a silencer in advance. His technique was so skillful and the timing was so accurate that it was impossible for him to be an ordinary person.

In addition, since Nishino would sneeze continuously when he touched the feathers, it was impossible for him not to be discovered when the crime happened.

Maori is more inclined to think that someone is blaming Nishino...

"Mr. Nishino,"

Mao Li asked thoughtfully, "Do you have an alibi for half past seven?"

"Ah? This..." Nishino recalled, "I took a bath around 7:10, and then took a nap..."

"I don't have an alibi, but Mr. Nishino is allergic to feathers. It's unlikely that he would deliberately cut the pillow and scatter feathers everywhere. That's for sure..."

Mao Li felt that the situation was a bit tricky. He turned around and found that Conan had gone somewhere, so he turned to Megure and asked, "Officer Megure, is there anything missing from the scene?"

If Nishino was not the murderer, the messy scene would become very strange - was the murderer looking for something?

"Is there something missing... Just the videotapes?" Officer Megure asked doubtfully, "Could it be that the criminal is after those videotapes?"

Mao Li glanced at Pu Siqinglan and others: "This is very likely. Mr. Hanchuan has been filming with a camera. Maybe he has filmed something that may cause trouble."

Inspector Megure said in distress: "But if the criminal is not Nishino, who could it be?"

Chapter 81: Scorpions have eight legs, and Scorpion has beautiful legs

In Samukawa's room, Maori returned to the scene again with his hands in his pockets.

We have investigated everything that needs to be investigated, and there are no useful clues at the scene. What is worth questioning is what Mr. Kanchuan photographed, and why the murderer wanted to frame Nishino...

While Maori was thinking, Conan appeared from somewhere: "Scooping, uncle, if nothing unexpected happened, it was Scoooping who killed Mr. Kankawa and sniped Kid yesterday."

"Scottie?"

"I asked Dr. Agasa to help me investigate the information. This person is an international bandit who specializes in stealing treasures of the Romanov Dynasty in countries around the world. His identity, age and gender are unknown. He is also a sniper who specializes in sniping in the right eye."

Conan looked at Kankawa's body with a serious expression.

"Mr. Hanchuan was murdered just after he took out the ring. I'm afraid it's not as simple as taking a photo of something. The criminal turned the room upside down just to find the ring."

"I see. So this time the two cases are mixed together?"

Maori suddenly realized, and said, "Kanchuan should know Mr. Nishino, because when he was in the art museum yesterday, Kanchuan was shocked when he saw Mr. Nishino... The two of them may have had a grudge in the past, so Kanchuan wanted Mr. Nishino to be the thief who stole the ring... The ballpoint pen and the ring were all tampered by Kanchuan himself..."

"Although it's just speculation, it looks like this is the case."

Conan nodded in agreement and said, "Kanakawa, who originally wanted to frame Mr. Nishino, was killed by Skoubing after returning to the room. The murderer took the videotape but couldn't find the ring..."

……

"One lifeboat is missing?"

In the cruise ship corridor, the matter of Scoobing has spread through the mouths of Maori and Conan, but no suspicious individuals are found anywhere.

"Did Scoob escape in the lifeboat?"

Inspector Megure couldn't help but ask.

"We have launched an emergency search," Shiratori shook his head silently, "but I think it will be difficult to find it..."

Maori remained silent, his frown not relaxing.

No matter how you look at it, it's just a cover. The real Scott soldier is definitely still lurking on the ship, and among the passengers.

Art dealer Qian Jiang looked around and broke the silence as if to encourage himself, "Anyway, knowing that he is not on the ship, we can at least breathe a sigh of relief, right?"

"But Scoob might have his eye on the other egg,"

Shiratori said cautiously, "I think he will probably go to the Kosaka family castle as well... Officer Megure, after arriving in Tokyo tomorrow, I would also like to go to the castle with you, is that ok?"

Officer Megure nodded solemnly: "I understand, let's do it."

Maori tightly grasped the special lighter in his pocket.

Once a matter is related to firearms, the danger level increases significantly compared to ordinary cases, not to mention that the murderer is not an ordinary person, but an international wanted criminal lurking in the dark.

If possible, Mao Li would like to ask Officer Megure to thoroughly search the luggage of Pu Siqinglan and others. It is likely that they will find guns...

……

The cruise ship was sailing slowly in the dark sea, but Maori did not feel sleepy at all. The suspicious figures of the people kept flashing through his mind.

Romanov dynasty researcher Pu Siqinglan, art dealer Qian Jiangyi, Russian ambassador, these people don't seem to be good people...

But if he had to choose the most likely one from the three suspects, Maori would prefer Pu Simei...

It's not that Maori made a random guess, but rather a detective's intuition plus a little detail - the hands of that beautiful Pu Si clearly had calluses left by someone who had used firearms for a long time, and this did not escape the eyes of Maori, who was once a sharpshooter...

……

Tokyo, Dr. Agasa's residence.

Xiao Ai, wearing a dark red sleeveless shirt and gray shorts, was waiting at the door with a helpless look on her face.

"Doctor, haven't you found your driver's license yet? If you don't hurry up, you might not be able to catch up with Uncle Maori and the others."

"I remember it was placed here, weird."

Dr. Agasa, who had just spent a long time looking for a letter not long ago, was in trouble again this time. He grabbed his bald head and felt a headache. "But, Ai, do you really want to go with me? Brother Maori also told me..."

"Do not worry,"

Xiao Ai blinked, walked into the house, quickly pulled out her driver's license from the computer desk and said, "I just followed you over to take a look."

The doctor was stunned when he saw this: "Ah, Xiao Ai, you are really good at finding things..."

……

In Yokosuka, three cars drove through the intersection one after another and left the highway. After passing a winding mountain road, they soon saw a magnificent white castle on the top of the mountain.

"Wow, what a beautiful castle!"

"Why did you come along, young lady?"

Landing on the last car, Mao Li looked at the excited Sonoko next to him with a speechless face, "I told you it might be dangerous, right? And no matter how valuable the Egg of Memory is, it's not as valuable as a strand of your hair, right?"

"That's not how it works, uncle. Besides, it would be a shame if we didn't come to see such an interesting thing," Sonoko looked at the castle on the top of the mountain. "Besides, I'm here on behalf of our Suzuki Group, so of course I'm here with Xiaolan and Miss Natsumi."

Three cars stopped in front of the castle, and everyone got off and gathered together. However, after a while, two more cars drove up from behind, one was Dr. Agasa's yellow Beetle, and the other was a red sedan following closely behind.

"Hey, Conan!"

The three children from the Junior Detective Team followed the doctor out of the car with a smile on their faces.

"Uncle Maori!"

"Why are the children here too?"

Maori raised his eyebrows and looked at Professor Agasa and Ai with a puzzled look.

Although these children are not as bad as before because of his education, the international wanted criminal Stephen Cobb is involved in this incident, and his level of danger is completely different from that of ordinary criminals...

"There's nothing I can do," Dr. Agasa said with an awkward smile, "They followed us secretly, and by the time I noticed, they were already on their way."

"..."

Maori had nothing to say. He sighed and walked towards Ai, taking his black umbrella from her.

The doctor also quickly replaced Conan with a new pair of black-framed glasses.

"Be careful."

Xiao Ai put her hands behind her back and gave instructions in a calm tone.

"clear."

Mao Li nodded and turned to the red car coming from behind, just in time to see the art dealer Qian Jiang getting out of the car with a travel bag on his back.

"Sorry, it took me a while to prepare."

"You've brought so much luggage," Officer Shiratori said faintly, "Are you planning to go on an adventure?"

"Haha, as the saying goes, it's better to be prepared."

"Okay, now that everyone is here, let's go in quickly."

Leaving Professor Agasa and a group of children waiting outside, the group walked into the castle with their own thoughts. They were greeted by a huge lobby, which had stairs leading to the second floor, just like the blue castle of the Mamiya family last time.

"Please lock the gate so the children can't sneak in."

Maori reminded the butler.

Closing the doors is a good thing. Not only can it prevent the children from causing trouble, but it can also prevent the Scouts from escaping...

The castle was quite empty and deserted. After the butler showed everyone around the first floor, they walked into a room on the second floor whose walls were covered with paintings.

"This is the lady's room. The old lady often spends the day here because she says this room is the most comfortable." The butler introduced.

"Oh."

Maori joined in appreciating the oil painting.

This castle must be worth a lot of money. Not only does it have a great geographical location, but the decoration and furnishings inside are also of aristocratic taste.

Fortunately, the Dusk Villa with a bad name that he had taken a fancy to was a haunted house, and the seller was in financial difficulties so he could bargain for the price. Otherwise, it would probably be worth more than a billion like this villa...

The next room was the emperor's room, which had various reliefs, and everyone gained a lot of knowledge.

"Well,"

General Qian, who had been very honest all the way, picked up his bag and glanced around. He suddenly asked the housekeeper, "Excuse me, where is the toilet?"

"On the right side of the corridor."

"Thanks."

"Huh?" Maori moved his eyes away from the relief and looked at Qian Jiangyi who was running away in a hurry, puzzled.

Just like the previous Conan, he has to pee...

In the lady's room next door, Maori walked to the door holding a black umbrella. He vaguely heard some noise inside. He gently pushed the door open and immediately saw Qian Jiangyi uncovering an oil painting and using the tools in his backpack to pry open the safe with a sinister smile.

"Theft is against the law, Mr. Qian."

Mauli walked into the room wordlessly.

This sneaky look was totally unworthy of Mao Li's previous suspicion of him as one of the suspects of the Scouts...

"what?"

General Qian was startled, and his thick mustache trembled. He put his hand on the safe, looked at the profit, and then looked at the large amount of gold, silver and jewelry inside, and he was at a loss.

"Mr. Qian,"