Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

"Don't say that. I want to try the food made by your future wife tonight!"

Tetsuji Tozawa looked easy-going, like an ordinary middle-aged man. After dinner, he watched night baseball in front of everyone without any hesitation.

Before we knew it, it was nine o'clock in the evening. The show was suspended due to rain, and Ayako gently brought coffee to everyone.

"Uncle, have a cup of coffee first."

"Well, you are worthy of being the daughter of the Suzuki family, you are very sensible," Tozawa Tetsuji praised, "Yuzo, you are really lucky."

Mao Li lay on the table, his eyes swept over Suzuki Ayako, who still had those crescent eyes: She is indeed very blessed...

"However," complained Tozawa Tetsuji, "Compared to him, my other two sons are not doing so well. My eldest son Taichi refused to inherit my business and insisted on being the head of the family. He is still single! As for my second son Tatsuji, although he works in the company, he is engaged to some unknown woman..."

"Come on, Dad," Fuzawa Yuzo advised, "stop saying bad things about your brother."

"Xiongsan, you're not good either," the old man said angrily, "you just draw those useless pictures all day long..."

Tomizawa Yuzo stood up suddenly: "Ayako, I'm going to the studio first. I have another illustration to make the final adjustments. It will be finished soon."

Ayako looked at Tomizawa Yuzo as he left with concern: "Yuzo..."

"Hmph, don't worry about him," the old man shook his head. "If this kid wasn't so stubborn and went to work in the company, I would definitely give him a good position!"

Mao Li yawned, then stood up and said, "I think I'd better go to bed first. I feel very sleepy."

At 11:30 in the middle of the night, there was a loud thunder and it started to rain outside. Mao Li was lying on the bed in the guest room. He just turned over and suddenly heard a scream.

"What's wrong?" Maori sat up reflexively and looked out the window. "No way?"

The next day, Officer Yokomizo from Okinawa led a team to the villa. They were also very excited to see Mori. They were thinking that they could see the famous detective reasoning on the scene again, but they were told that they had witnessed the murderer's face.

"You mean, you saw Tomizawa Yuzo killing his father with his own hands around 11:30 last night?"

The detective fan felt a little disappointed when he saw Xiaolan and the others nodded silently: "It seems that you don't need to take action, Detective Maori."

"It's hard to say now." Maori finally checked the body of the old man Tetsuji Tozawa and still found some suspicious points.

He also heard from several people what happened. The old man watched the game until half past eleven and then left embarrassedly. Ayako and the others were planning to take a nap, but when they were passing through the corridor, there was a sudden power outage. It was at that time that they noticed the situation outside.

A man who appeared to be Tomizawa Yuzo killed the old man and then ran away and disappeared.

It's too coincidental. I can't be sure that the murderer is Tomizawa Yuzo yet. Maybe this is the murderer's method...

"Did you really see clearly that it was Tozawa Yuzo?" Maori asked Ayako and the others, "Because the murderer may be in disguise."

"Well, we only saw the eyes and nose, so it should be Yuzo..."

"Ayako," Tomizawa Yuzo just happened to notice the commotion and rushed over, "What happened? Why are there so many people?"

"Yuzo..." Ayako's mind was in a mess, "Could it be that you..."

"what?"

"Are you Tomizawa Yuzo?" Officer Yokomizo demanded, "You killed your father last night, right?!"

"Ah?" Xiong San was held by the police officers and said anxiously, "How could I kill my father? Let me go!"

"What's wrong, Xiongsan?" Two more young men walked towards this side. Their faces looked almost exactly the same as Xiongsan, except for their hairstyles.

"Second brother? Big brother?" Tomizawa Yuzo turned around and said, "They said I killed my father, but I don't know anything at all."

"Triples?"

At the crime scene, all the relevant people gathered together, and the sudden appearance of the two brothers made things complicated again.

"It seems that the murderer is undoubtedly one of you three." Maori said with perky eyes.

"What are you talking about?" The second man in a suit asked in confusion, "What murderer?"

"Your father, Tetsuji Tozawa, was murdered last night," Maori stared at the triplets sternly, "Ayako and the others saw with their own eyes that one of you was the murderer! Can you tell me what you were doing at 11:30 last night?"

Chapter 105: Death follows you everywhere!

"Wait, who are you?" The second brother looked at Mao Li with dissatisfaction. It would be fine if the police asked, but how could it be an outsider's turn to ask?

"Don't you know him?" Officer Yokomizo asked in surprise, "He is the famous detective Maori Kogoro who has been very active recently! He is nicknamed the Akechi Kogoro of the Heisei era!"

"Famous detective?"

The mustachioed boss's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Mao Li again: "I do seem to have seen that famous detective on TV?"

"Humph, no matter if he's a famous detective or not, this matter has absolutely nothing to do with me," the second brother said nonchalantly, "I was still in Okinawa last night. I was on a business trip for the company. I took the earliest flight to Tokyo Haneda Airport three hours ago. The last flight from here to Okinawa is at 8 pm. There's no way I could kill my dad at the villa."

"Detective Maori," the boss followed and said to Maori, "I also have a piece of evidence that I don't know if it can be considered as an alibi. I left a phone message around 11:30 last night."

"Phone message?"

At the Tozawa villa, everyone entered the room of the murdered old man Tetsuji Tozawa.

"Hello, Dad, this is Taichi," the answering machine said. "Great, the Air-to-Air team finally won, thanks to the home run that Mugure hit into the lamppost in the bottom of the sixth inning. Mugure is such an excellent hitter... Recording time: 11:34 p.m."

"I'm calling from Osaka," the boss said, looking relieved. "This should be considered an alibi, right?"

"This is exactly the time when the murder happened..."

Officer Yokomizo frowned and turned to Mori expectantly.

"No matter how you look at it, my eldest brother can't be the murderer," the second brother smiled at Mao Li who was thinking, "because that game was only broadcast on satellite TV, and the game ended at around 11:25. If he hadn't watched the game, my eldest brother would never have known it so clearly.

"Besides, the satellite broadcast at our villa is broken. The only people nearby who can watch the game are the Suzukis."

The second brother was very sure: "Anyway, my eldest brother and I both have alibis, the only one left is Xiong San who has been staying here the whole time."

"How could it be?" Tomizawa Yuzo looked at Maori with sweat on his forehead, "Detective Maori, I'm really not the murderer. I've been staying in the studio the whole time... and I have no reason to kill my father at all!"

"Mr. Maori," Suzuki Ayako also said anxiously, "I also think that Yuzo has no reason to kill his uncle..."

"I know."

Maori nodded, looking the triplets over again.

They are both the same age, nearly 30 years old, and have identical faces, but their temperaments are very different.

The eldest, a novelist, the second, a company employee, and the third, an illustrator, are indeed just as old man Toizawa complained last night. None of them look like they can inherit the family business. But what is their motive for killing the old man?

The old man complained, but at least he was thinking about his son...

At this time, a police officer ran in from outside and whispered a report into Officer Yokomizo's ear.

"Officer Yokomizo, we have checked the list of passengers for today..."

"Hmm?" Yokomizo nodded and looked solemnly at the second of the triplets. "We just confirmed with the airport that the flight with your name on it arrived at Haneda Airport thirty minutes ago. Could you explain it to me?"

"This," the second brother said with an unpleasant expression, "How is this possible?"

"You probably don't know, but the flight was delayed due to a typhoon," Yokomizo pressed on. "Excuse me, where were you last night?"

"I, I'm in Tokyo..." The second brother said with cold sweat, "Yes, that's right, I went back to Tokyo last night, but I stayed at Hiromi's place the whole time!"

"Homi?"

"She is my fiancée. I went to see her out of worry because I heard she was ill," the second child explained. "I was afraid that my father would know that I had given up my job for her, so I found someone to replace me..."

Maori's eyes swept over the second oldest, paused at the eldest of the Tomizawa family, turned to Conan and asked in a low voice: "I remember there was a power outage at 11:30 yesterday. Can the answering machine still be used even if the power is out?"

"Uncle, did you notice that?" Conan looked at the boss's back and said, "Although the phone can still be used after the power outage, the message function cannot be used. That person obviously lied and even got the process of the game wrong. Yesterday, Murasakibara's home run flew over the lamp post instead of hitting it..."

"That makes things pretty simple. The question is how he did it."

The details of Tetsuji Tozawa's body emerged in Maori's mind.

There were bloodstains and a watch on the wrist that seemed to have been taken away by the murderer after committing the crime...

It’s not a very complicated case. Since the murderer took the watch on purpose, the problem lies here. There may be some key clues in the watch.

"Mr. Taichi," Mao Li asked directly without giving Officer Yokomizo any more headaches, "Where did you watch the game yesterday?"

The boss's palms tightened: "Of course it's in the apartment in Osaka..."

Maori looked directly at Lao Dadao: "Really? Your phone message said that the home run hit the lamp post, but in fact it was not the case. Did you really watch the game?"

"Yes," Officer Yokomizo responded, "I remember the ball flew over the lamppost..."

"Ah?" The eldest brother was stunned for a moment, then said helplessly, "I didn't watch it on TV, I heard it. I heard it on the radio... Actually, I was playing marbles yesterday because I couldn't figure out the plot recently, so I went out to relax. And the only way to listen to the live broadcast of the game in Osaka is on the radio..."

"Yes," the police officer confirmed, "Osaka is the only place that broadcasts the game on the radio."

Conan interrupted, "Uncle Taichi was also playing Shotgun last night at 11:30?"

The boss affirmed: "Yes, of course."

"But it's very strange," Conan said in a long voice, "Don't small steel ball shops usually have to close after eleven o'clock?"

"Ah?" The boss's face suddenly changed, and he quickly changed his words, "I made a mistake. I actually heard the broadcast when I was in the taxi on my way home after playing marbles..."

"Brother?" Everyone else felt that the boss was quibbling and looked over.

The eldest brother said sullenly, "Anyway, I just made a mistake for a moment. Anyway, I called and left a message when the murder happened, right? If I killed Dad, how did I hear the live broadcast of the game?"

"That's the problem?" Mao Li walked to the answering machine. "Since you were here yesterday, you should know that there was a power outage at the time of the crime. How did you get the message on your phone? The message function doesn't work during a power outage. That means you left a message long beforehand and adjusted the phone time to the time of the crime before leaving the message."

"I..." The boss said in panic, "Someone must be trying to frame me..."

"Don't make excuses. Only a real murderer would use this method. No one else can do it because it's impossible to predict when you'll call."

Mao Li reasoned, "As for how you knew about the competition, I think it's probably related to the watch you took away. There might be a bug inside... I can't be sure about these for now, but the alibi you forged is enough to prove that you are the murderer!"

"I……"

The eldest brother lowered his head, his face scrunched up.

"Brother?" Yuzo said in disbelief, "Detective Maori, there must be something wrong, because my brother has no reason to kill father..."

"Don't say any more, Xiongsan," the eldest brother exhaled lightly, as if he had unloaded a burden, and smiled bitterly, "I am indeed not the great person you think I am. I am doing this for money. In fact, I have always wanted to get my father's inheritance so that I can continue to be a novelist..."

"elder brother……"

"I've been having a really hard time lately. My work has suddenly decreased and I've spent all my money, so I went to my dad to discuss it and asked him to help me financially... I just found out that it was my dad who put pressure on the publishing house to not give me any job opportunities...

"I think my father probably wanted me to give up writing and let me inherit his career... It's just like what Detective Maori said. I gave my father a watch with a bug in advance, and then destroyed the antenna of the villa so that he could only go to Suzuki's house to watch the game."

"Is this how you heard about the game?" Xiong San stared at the boss in astonishment, "Brother, you..."

"Yuzo, I originally planned that if I was lucky, I could push the blame on you, so that I could increase my share of the inheritance. All this is for the sake of continuing the work I love..."

"Mr. Taichi," Maori interrupted, "No matter what your reasons are, killing is killing. Are you really doing this to continue your favorite job? If you really like writing so much, is there no other solution? You killed your father just for the inheritance. Don't use work as an excuse."

The boss was handcuffed and taken away silently by the police. Officer Yokomizo said to Maori with a reluctant look on his face: "Detective Maori, I'll have to trouble you to go to the police station to take a statement next."

"It's easy to talk about."

……

After returning to Tokyo from Izu, Maori rented a car and took Xiaolan and Xiaoai out on vacation. In order to avoid encountering any cases again, he specially chose a not-so-famous plateau hotel.

Of course, another reason for choosing this place is because he has a pair of old acquaintances here.

In the lobby of the Arimori Hotel, the twins Minaho and Honami greeted the three Mori guests with a smile: "Welcome, Detective Mori, you are really here."

"I'm sorry to bother you these few days."

Maori greeted the twin sisters with a smile. They still spoke in such a synchronized manner, as if they were one person.

After the last Cursed Mask incident, he had originally introduced the twins to help out in the coffee shop that Miss Kosaka Natsumi was about to open. However, because Miss Kosaka Natsumi was not ready yet, they had to wait for a while.

"But I didn't expect you would come here to work during your free time."

"A friend of mine introduced him to me," a young man wearing glasses behind the counter said with a smile, "the two sisters have been talking to me about Detective Maori. When I heard that Detective Maori was coming, I started looking forward to it this morning..."

"Really?" Maori smiled and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

"My name is Yousen, and I'm the manager of this hotel."

The young man was very polite and quickly asked the twin sisters to take Maori and the other two upstairs and arranged a double suite for them.

There are two beds in the room, one for Maori and one for Ai and Ran.

“This place is really nice.”

Maori put his luggage away and looked out the window at the green mountain plateau.

Before, they always went to the beach, which was not only boring, but they would also run into Conan, the jinx, and the whole trip would be ruined. This time, they chose to go to the mountains with Ai and Ran, which not only gave them a change of pace, but also allowed them to enjoy themselves with peace of mind.