Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan

On the second floor near the stairs, there is a study, Shiraishi put Conan on the carpet over there, and then stuffed a magazine into his arms.

Back in the room at the end, Shiraishi lowered his head and saw the fox lying on the ground and pretending to be dead.

He approached and poked the piece of fox pie, and saw that it turned over and got up, holding the pen in a contemplative gesture, and then got up.

He walked to the door, locked the door here again, turned into a cat and waited for a while, paying attention to the movement on the first floor by the way.

After that, with a few seconds left in the anesthesia buff, Shiraishi released his form and returned to his main body.

…

Maori Kogoro and Maurilan were fascinated by the dazzling array of clocks and clocks. After appreciating all the handicrafts on the four walls, when they wanted to express their shock to the owner, they turned around and found that the "owner" was gone.

On closer inspection, Conan was gone.

The nervous father and daughter looked at each other and realized that the other party didn't know where the person was. They shouted a few times, but they didn't hear Conan's answer, nor did they see the owner come out.

They slowly realized that something was wrong.

At this time, normal people will give priority to the "missing person" who may be playing in the yard, or temporarily going out for other reasons.

But after all, the Maori father and daughter have experienced strong winds and waves, and the two of them looked at each other again, feeling bad in their hearts.

They started from the first floor and searched room by room. When they came to the bedroom near the stairs, Maurilan wanted to push the door in as before, but couldn't.

The door was locked.

"Conan? Are you in there?" After Maorilan called him, she wanted to call the silent owner. She forgot to ask him what his name was, but he said that the letter was written by his sister, so his surname should also be Nakamura. Well, "Mr. Nakamura? Anyone?"

When Mouri Kogoro heard the movement, he also came over and knocked a few times.

As we all know, in this world, locked doors are very dangerous, and there are often various corpses behind the door, or victims on the verge of death.

He never got a response, and Maori Kogoro's face slowly became solemn. He asked his daughter to stand further away, and was about to slam against the door. Just as he was full of energy, the door lock clicked and was opened from the inside.

Mao Lilan turned her head and was stunned—she never expected that her downstairs neighbor would yawn and stand behind this door as if she didn't wake up.

The neighbor looked at them blankly for a while, raised his hand to straighten out the messy hair, and asked in confusion, "Why are you here?"

"This should be our line!"

Mouri Kogoro pulled Shiraishi out of the crack of the door, walked into the room vigilantly, and checked around.

Fortunately, the room was clean and tidy, there were no dead bodies, and there were no uninvited guests hiding in the room. The door should have been locked by Shiraishi himself, not some criminal who slipped in.

Um? and many more.

Speaking of uninvited guests…

Maori Kogoro walked out of the bedroom and looked at Shiraishi, who was definitely not surnamed "Nakamura", and Maurilan, and the three were stunned for a while.

After a while, realizing that Shiraishi seemed to be the most ignorant of the three, Kogoro Mauri and Ran Maori began to explain the situation to him.

After Bai Shi listened carefully, he pressed his eyebrows solemnly, and explained his experience today very frankly:

"I don't know any **** mute who likes to wear a mask. Came here today because my mother's friend asked me to help take care of his daughter.

"But when I came, Miss Nakamura seemed to have already gone out - according to her father, she would either not go out for a month, and once she went out, she would go shopping until it was dark and buy enough supplies for a month before coming back.

"I knocked on the door and there was no answer, so I followed Uncle Nakamura's instructions and came in and waited after I found the spare key. But after waiting for a while, I was suddenly very sleepy, and I was worried about sleeping in the living room of the villa in the suburbs - I heard that this would attract gangsters passing by. The burglary and the robbery temporarily occupied the bedroom.”

After listening to Mouri Kogoro, he said clearly: "No wonder...Miss Nakamura acts so regularly, and she lives alone, it is indeed easy to attract thieves. In her letter, she did say that she felt that someone was peeping around, so she must have come to stay. 's little thief.

"This little girl really doesn't pay attention to prevention. Fortunately, we came over suddenly and scared the thief away."

At this time, thinking of the mute who suddenly slipped away, Kogoro Mori finally had some doubts about his identity as a "reporter".

Thinking about it carefully, it is really impossible for people on the front line to hold microphones and cameras all year round to interview people on the front line.

Maybe his previous record of escaping from the police station was also out of the thief's fear of the official?

I just don't know, is he an unskilled thief, or... is he also eyeing the treasure here?

When such a big thing happened at home, the owner of the house was still shopping with a big heart.

Mouri Kogoro once again realized the unreliability of contemporary young people, and he said to Shiraishi: "Call her and ask her to come back quickly to see what is missing, otherwise she will not know what to fill in when reporting the case. ."

Shiraishi sighed helplessly: "She doesn't like using mobile phones, she only has a landline."

"..." Kogoro Maori pulled out the eyes of the dead fish, UU read www. uukanshu.com followed with a sigh.

After being relatively speechless for a moment, Shiraishi opened his mouth and said that he wanted to read the letter, as if he was very interested in the treasure puzzle in the house.

Mouri Kogoro originally wanted to say, "Isn't the fascination already solved?", but he suddenly remembered that it must be a dummy to deceive them, so he did not refuse any more and handed the letter over.

When he visited the clock just now, he also tried to find clues, but he had no clue about this puzzle.

The neighbors seem to be very good at reasoning, and the tool people who send them to the door don't need to be white...

When the two exchanged information, Mao Lilan habitually entered the care-taking mode and planned to help them pour some water.

When counting the cups, she was startled suddenly, feeling as if she forgot something.

Frowning and thinking for a moment, Mao Lilan turned pale and turned around: "Where's Conan!?"

"...!" Kogoro Mori just remembered this.

Started looking for someone again.

This time, in the study on the second floor, they found Conan sleeping soundly with a magazine in his arms.

Maurilan breathed a sigh of relief, put the person in the bedroom on the first floor, and then returned to the living room.

After all, this is not their own home. The owner of the house who allowed them to look around was also confirmed by Shiraishi to be the fake owner. Now, without Conan taking the lead, the two are embarrassed to run around again.

Holding the letter, Shiraishi walked around the living room and the next room a few times, recalling what the old grandfather said, reading the guide and solving the puzzle perfectly.

I don't know if the case had a natural appeal to the Maori father and daughter, or if they felt it was too unsafe to leave Shiraishi here, neither of them left.

At noon, after experiencing a frightening chiming of the clocks, a few people heated the bento brought by Shiraishi in the microwave, which was originally intended to be fed to Sada Nakamura.