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Chapter 246 Uncle can’t reason right

A few people walked up the stairs and just as they reached the door, they ran into Officer Megure who was about to walk out.

Officer Megure looked at Maori Kogoro who had just shown his head, and said angrily: "Brother Maori, can't you just stay still in one place? You plague god!"

Maori Kogoro was very dissatisfied: "What plague god? I have the qualities of a famous detective. I smelled the scent of a case and came here."

Chu Ming curled his lips when he heard that, and here comes another one with a good nose.

Are you placing too much unnecessary hope on your nose? !

Your noses have gone from smelling the scent of traitors, to smelling the scent of the organization, to now smelling the scent of the case... You all are really multi-talented.

Kogoro Mouri reported to Inspector Megure what he saw yesterday when he passed downstairs and the deceased arguing with another person. Inspector Megure looked a little tired.

"You are a famous detective. You saw everything yesterday, but you were unable to prevent this tragedy from happening!"

Maori Kogoro was also a little annoyed: "It's all that old man's fault. He told me that these two people always quarreled like this, and they would make up after quarreling for a while, so I didn't pay much attention to it. If I had known earlier, I should have come up to take a look!"

Chu Mingshun followed the magnetic field and followed the dejected Kogoro Maori back to the detective agency.

Just when Chu Ming wanted to say something to comfort Maori Kogoro, the door was pushed open and a young man with an anxious look rushed in: "Mr. Maori! Please help me, Mr. Maori!"

Looking at this young man who looked basically the same as the old man last night, Chu Ming revealed a mocking smile.

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"You mean to say that you didn't actually kill Mr. Irie? Did he argue with you just to give you an alibi so that you could kill Professor Demura?"

After listening to Nakamoto Hiroshi's narration, Maori Kogoro couldn't help scratching his head. What kind of operation was this? When did the rice flower become so strange?

Hiroshi Nakamoto was extremely frustrated: "As expected, even Mr. Maori is unwilling to help me... If only I could find the tape from last night, I could prove that what I said was true!"

Chu Ming took a sip of tea and added to Nakamoto Hiroshi's own plot: "This kind of evidence must have been destroyed by the murderer a long time ago. Since the murderer can think of framing you, he shouldn't be stupid enough to throw this kind of key evidence away anywhere, right?"

Hiroshi Nakamoto choked and tried to force the plot: "Yes, how come the police found the tape in the room? The murderer must have taken it out and thrown it away, right?"

Chu Ming continued to make trouble: "I guess it has been crushed by the murderer... The murderer wouldn't be stupid enough to throw away the entire tape, right?"

Hiroshi Nakamoto wanted to block Chu Ming's mouth and tell him to shut up, but he couldn't continue his performance. He could only try to suppress his anger and ignore him: "What should I do, Mr. Maori, can you help me and think of a solution?"

Conan jumped off the sofa and called out to everyone: "Why don't we go help big brother look for him? What if the murderer is lost somewhere?"

Chu Ming did not comment and followed the others out to explore the murderer's escape route.

As he was walking, Maori Kogoro suddenly saw a cleaner who was collecting garbage, and quickly put on gloves: "Wait, don't collect it, wait a minute!!!"

Then he snatched the garbage bag and started digging.

This level of proficiency is just like that of the old lady snatching garbage in the neighborhood.

"...How is this possible--" Before Conan finished his complaint, he saw Maori Kogoro holding up the tape with an excited look on his face: "Found it, found it!!"

"It went so smoothly... It's too fake..." Chu Ming complained to Conan casually. Officer Takagi, who was lying in ambush nearby, also ran out. They were responsible for monitoring Hiroshi Nakamoto, who was a major suspect. They happened to follow Uncle Maori and went back to listen to the recording.

After listening to the recording, Hiroshi Nakamoto felt that this should prove that he was not at Irie's house last night, and began to lead the conversation: "I clearly waited for a long time at the professor's house last night, but the professor never came home. However, the professor told the police that he was in the study all night! I just can't understand why the professor would lie to the police!"

Having said that, Hiroshi Nakamoto deliberately paused, hoping that someone would take over his words and allow him to continue.

However, Kogoro Mouri and Conan were stroking their chins with a thoughtful look on their faces, Chu Ming was sitting on the sofa with a smile on his face, Takagi and Xiaolan were looking at them blankly, no one responded to him or even reacted at all.

Hiroshi Nakamoto gritted his teeth secretly and could only continue to guide Maori Kogoro: "Is there something that the professor wants to do that the police cannot know about?"

Accustomed to being chased by Conan and fed, Maori Kogoro finally understood what Nakamoto Hiroshi meant when he said this, and slammed the table: "Could it be...!!"

Hiroshi Nakamoto's eyes lit up as he waited for Kogoro Mori to say the words he wanted to hear.

"Did he lie?"

Nakamoto Hiroshi almost couldn't catch his breath, but it had come to this point, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "Could it be that the professor went somewhere that he can't tell anyone?"

Maori Kogoro's train of thought finally caught up: "Could it be that Mr. Irie was killed by Professor Demura?"

Seeing that Maori Kogoro finally said what he wanted to ask, Nakamoto Hiroshi tried to "defend" the professor, but the more he explained, the worse it got: "How is it possible? The professor didn't know we were going to kill him. We were discussing this in Irie's villa, and the professor couldn't have overheard our plan."

"Eavesdropping?" Maori Kogoro suddenly realized, "It must be eavesdropping!"

Then Kogoro Mori unceremoniously ordered Takagi to go to Irie's villa to check, and sure enough, he found that the back of the socket was loose and there were traces of a bug. It was obvious at this point that Professor Demura must have known through the installed bug that Nakamoto and Irie wanted to kill him with the help of his alibi, so he simply took advantage of the situation, disguised himself, and went to Irie's house, killed him, and then took away the tape, trying to frame Nakamoto.

After listening to Kogoro Mouri's reasoning, Conan was shocked. There was actually no problem with his uncle's reasoning this time!

Impossible, absolutely impossible. Think about it, what other problems may you have overlooked?

Chapter 247 Conan is robbed alive

Seeing that Inspector Megure has agreed with Kogoro Mori's reasoning and is preparing to ask Takagi to apply for an arrest warrant to arrest Professor Demura, Conan becomes a little anxious.

He reached out and poked Chu Ming: "Brother Chu Ming, do you feel something is wrong?"

Chu Ming did not lower his voice like Conan, but raised it a lot: "Of course there is a problem, don't you find that Uncle Maori's reasoning throughout the whole process was guided by someone?"

Conan suddenly realized, and he said that he felt that his lines were always stolen by others. It turned out that what Nakamoto Hiroshi did today was what he did before. He said why some of the lines sounded so familiar...

Maori Kogoro waved his hands: "Impossible, what guidance? I feel that today's reasoning is no different from the previous ones."

Chu Ming glanced at Conan secretly. Of course there is no difference. There was someone guiding you before. Today it’s just a different person. Is Maori Kogoro implying something?

Conan suddenly remembered something and ran downstairs.

Chu Ming ignored him and continued, "At the beginning, when Mr. Nakamoto came over, he kept saying that he was innocent and that the tape could prove his innocence. But in my opinion, how stupid must the murderer be to just throw away such crucial evidence as the tape into the trash without taking any destructive measures?"

"Afterwards, after easily finding evidence that could prove the truth of his words, Mr. Nakamoto probably felt that his credibility with the uncle had improved, so he began to lead the uncle to doubt his professor, and then emphasized to the uncle that it might be because the professor had eavesdropped on your conversation."

Chu Ming took a sip of water and continued to complain: "But your previous testimony, apart from this tape, has no definite evidence. You said that you lurked in the professor's house all night, but the professor was not at home; the professor himself said that he stayed in the study all day, but there is no evidence to prove these two statements. The so-called bug may have been installed by the professor, or you may have installed it yourself, so why do you suddenly want to apply for an arrest warrant for the professor? Is it so ridiculous?"

Chu Ming really couldn't understand the Japanese police's train of thought.

A group of people looked at each other in bewilderment. In the end, Officer Megure sat back on the sofa in dejection and humbly asked for advice: "Then, brother Chu Ming, who do you think the murderer is?"

Hiroshi Nakamoto was secretly delighted when he saw that things were developing as he expected, but suddenly Chu Ming showed up and disrupted his plans. He was secretly resentful, but he didn't show it on his face and continued to sit on the sofa with a worried look on his face.

Chu Ming pointed at the flyer that Conan had dropped when he ran out just now: "This flyer was distributed by a self-service wine shop near Beihua Station. The uncle said he saw it in the mailbox yesterday. I checked and found that the store usually doesn't distribute flyers here, so someone must have put this flyer in the uncle's mailbox."

"Did the murderer let it in?" Inspector Megure looked excited.

Chu Ming looked at Nakamoto Hiroshi: "Conan should go downstairs to ask the waitress at the restaurant downstairs, but even if no one saw it, there must be fingerprints left on the flyer. We will know if we check it."

Seeing that the truth was about to be exposed, Nakamoto gritted his teeth and said, "I was the one who put the flyers..."

Inspector Megure stood up immediately: "You are the murderer? You——"

Unfortunately, Hiroshi Nakamoto admitted his crime not to plead guilty, but to escape punishment.

"What murderer? I did put the flyer there, so what? I just admire Mr. Maori. I also heard that he likes to drink, so I put the flyer in his mailbox with the mentality of giving it a try. I hope I can run into Mr. Maori when I go there to drink. What can a flyer prove?"

Chu Ming was shocked by Hiroshi Nakamoto's stubbornness. These murderers in the science world must be bullying newcomers!

In the original plot, when Conan was reasoning, he forced Maori Kogoro's account. It was clearly because of this leaflet with fingerprints that Nakamoto Hiroshi confessed his guilt! Now it's his turn to reason, but he actually denied it!!!

I am so angry! This damn world will, this damn protagonist halo!

At this time, Conan came upstairs with the waitress from the coffee shop downstairs, panting, and shouted to Chu Ming as soon as he entered the door: "Brother Chu Ming, Sister Xiaozi said that she saw Mr. Nakamoto put flyers in the mailbox..."

The eyes of several people were instantly focused on them, and Nakamoto Hiroshi's face was full of sarcasm: "What witnesses are you looking for? Didn't I admit that I was the one who released the person? So what? Do you have any other evidence?"

Conan stood at the door in a daze. He had only been downstairs for ten minutes to investigate. How did things get to this point?

Chu Ming looked at the mocking expression on Nakamoto Hiroshi's face and raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Nakamoto, don't say some things too early. You just think we have no evidence now, right? You know, the garbage can we just searched would usually be collected by cleaners at six in the morning. Why would the criminal who escaped from the murder case last night return to the scene to throw a key piece of evidence after the garbage was taken away?"

Nakamoto Hiroshi's face changed, but he still refused to give in: "How should I know? I'm not the murderer!"

Chu Ming sneered: "Mr. Nakamoto may not have noticed that three days ago, the property management installed a camera to deal with the problem of littering near the trash can. The police will go to the community to retrieve the surveillance footage and find out which idiot was so bold as to throw evidence near a trash can under surveillance. It's really a crime~"

Nakamoto Hiroshi stood up in a flash: "You're talking nonsense, I clearly didn't see it when I threw it——"

"Oh?" Chu Ming smiled, "What did you see when Mr. Nakamoto threw something?"

Nakamoto Hiroshi's eyes were complicated, and he sat back on the sofa dejectedly: "You cheated me..."

"It's not like I'm trying to trick you. There is indeed a camera there, right under the lamppost across the street."

Chu Ming is very sensitive to things like cameras and can spot them at a glance.

There was no way to defend himself, and Nakamoto, who had been asked for a hammer, could only bow his head and admit his crime.

Chu Ming was not interested in Nakamoto's mental journey at all and urged the police to take him away quickly.

After a pause, Conan handed a letter to Maori Kogoro: "Uncle, I just found a letter in the mailbox downstairs. It's addressed to you."

Maori Kogoro was led to make a wrong inference, and was feeling uncomfortable. Hearing this, he threw the letter on the table and said, "Oh, it must be another letter from a fan. I won't read it."

Xiaolan walked over and looked helplessly at Maori Kogoro, who was lazily lying on the table as if he had no bones. She opened the letter and read it: "Dad, it's an invitation letter. It says that the famous detective Maori Kogoro is invited to attend the opening ceremony of the Amebe Mountain Tourism Exhibition. I wonder if you are willing to come."

When he heard someone praising him, Maori Kogoro sat up straight and said, "Reward! When?!"

Chapter 248: Life is Good

"That group of demons who defiled the faith! They actually dug a hole in the middle of the sacred statue of the goddess, just to let a damn cable car pass! They are disrespectful to the gods!! This is an unforgivable crime!! They will definitely be punished..."

On the high-speed train, an old lady was shouting at the top of her lungs, telling Maori Kogoro and others about the abominable things about Domoto Kanko Company. Chu Ming and others were watching her performance in bewilderment.

The old woman spat softly: "Ah, after complaining to you, I feel much better. By the way, what are you doing in Tianbu Mountain?"

Xiaolan was a little scared, and stammered: "Well, we just came here to stroll around, nothing much, hahaha..."

Chu Ming and Conan laughed at her secretly at the same time. When it comes to ghosts and gods, Xiaolan is the most afraid one. In fact, they came here to attend the opening ceremony of the Tianbu Mountain Tourism and take a ride on the damn cable car mentioned by the old woman.

The invitation letter that Conan brought up yesterday afternoon was sent by Domoto Tourism Company. Chu Ming checked the reports last night and found that there was a conflict between the local residents of Tenbu Mountain and the Tenbu Mountain cable car project, which was hosted by the tourism project. If there was a conflict, there would definitely be an incident in the world of science, especially since the organizer actually took the initiative to invite the God of Death to attend.

So Chu Ming decisively called Uncle Maori last night to ask if he could go with him to see what the so-called sky cable car looks like. Maori Kogoro, who was so flattered by Chu Ming's praise on the phone, readily agreed to his request.

The train stopped at Tenbu Station. Chu Ming yawned and got off the train with Maori Kogoro, but he found that a familiar yawn overlapped with his own voice.

Looking in the direction of the voice, Chu Ming and Conan's faces both darkened.

But before Conan could say anything, Chu Ming spoke first: "You follower! Why are you here?"

Lafitte opened his hazy eyes with a yawn, as if he was stunned by the sudden accusation. He looked in Chu Ming's direction for a few seconds before he reacted and jumped in anger.

"Why are you here too? It doesn't matter if you have an empty head, the most important thing is that you don't get wet. Who would follow you for no reason? I'm here to do serious business!"

"What serious business do you have? Are you skipping classes to play?"

Lafitte rolled his eyes gracefully, not wanting to pay attention to him, so he put on a business smile and greeted Xiaolan and the others.