Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Chapter 1248 Give the Answer Directly

Kanori Wakita stepped forward and said, "This guest, may I ask you..."

"Did you steal my handbag?" Unexpectedly, the woman pushed him away and asked one by one, "I know the bag thief is in this store!"

Seeing no one answered, the woman asked Wakida Kanori again: "Where is the bathroom?"

"It's on the right side inside." Wakita Kaneno led her to the bathroom, helpless, "Just ask if you want to borrow the bathroom. Why are you talking about bag thieves? The store is full of regulars, how can it be possible to hide a thief."

In less than half a minute, the woman rushed out, but this time she had a light blue handbag in her hand.

Although the missing items were clearly found, the woman seemed even more angry: "Who, who stole my bag and stole the horse racing lottery tickets inside?!"

"Horse racing lottery?"

"Yeah, I have a Bankma lottery worth one million yen in my bag!"

After hearing this, Mouri Kogoro's expression suddenly changed.

Wanmacai is not a lottery that can be won casually. Could it be that the lottery ticket in his hand actually belongs to this lady?

"Calm down first." Kanori Wakita followed her and comforted her, "Tell me about the situation. When did you lose your handbag?"

"About an hour ago, on the tram, the bag thief stole my handbag when I wasn't paying attention."

“How did you know the handbag was in our store?”

"Because my mobile phone has a GPS positioning function, huh, I'm afraid the bag thief doesn't know, otherwise he wouldn't have come to the sushi restaurant for dinner."

Kanori Wakita supported his chin and analyzed: "An hour ago, that was almost when Mr. Mori and the others came in, and none of the guests who came after him had left. In other words, the thief who stole your handbag on the train should still be with us now. In a sushi restaurant.”

Mouri Kogoro frowned and said, "A smart thief will definitely wipe off the fingerprints on his bag. How are you going to find that thief?"

"Hmph." The woman curled her lips, "Of course the best way is to search yourself."

"Cough cough cough cough..." Uncle Maoli suddenly coughed violently.

The woman who lost the bag glared at him: "What's wrong? Are you feeling guilty??"

"No, it's not."

Nobushige thoughtfully handed over the tissue and explained: "If you want to search, I suggest you call the police and ask the police to come over. But if your purpose is just to find the bag thief, this is the famous detective Mr. Mouri Kogoro. Please he should be faster.”

The woman seemed suspicious: "You said he is Moori Kogoro?"

"Yes, yes!" Wakida Kaneno was even more excited than Mouri Kogoro, "He is Mr. Moori Kogoro from the Moori Detective Agency next door."

As soon as Mouri Kogoro said these words, the woman nodded immediately: "Okay, then I ask you to help me find the bag thief. If you can really find it, I can give you one-third of the one million bonus."

One third is more than 300,000 yuan. This generous commission made Mouri Kogoro tempted.

Seeing this, Wakita Kanonori said to him: "Mr. Mori, how about this. How about we compete to see who can find the bag thief faster? Of course, if I win, please accept me as your disciple, and the money will be Think of it as my tuition fee for apprenticeship.”

After saying that, he even asked Nobuhiro for his opinion: "The tuition fee of 300,000 yuan should be enough, right?"

Xinfan nodded reservedly: "Then you have to win first."

Even so, Nobushige also knew that without the help of Conan, Kogoro Mouri alone would never be able to defeat Rum. However, in front of Rum today, Nobushige hoped that Conan would remain silent as much as possible and not show off his power training skills in front of Rum.

Will Conan get his wish?

Obviously not.

After Moori Kogoro's bizarre reasoning, Conan, who had already pried into the truth, couldn't bear it anymore. He opened the watch cover to Moori Kogoro and prepared to press the switch of the anesthesia needle.

Soon enough, Kanori Wakita's gaze successfully suppressed Conan's arrogance.

Conan quickly stopped his hand and almost dodged his shoulder.

Why was he discovered by Wakita Kanori? Usually, he never had such an accident when he took the number in front of a passerby.

Conan's attention was focused on the table in front of Mouri Kogoro. He didn't believe that someone could still notice him if he got under the table!

However, just when Conan was about to bend down and get in, a big hand grabbed his collar and pulled him back to his seat.

"Mr. Asano, what are you doing?" Conan asked helplessly, "I already know who the thief is, am I just going to watch Uncle Maori talk nonsense like this?"

"You are a primary school student, not a detective." Nobuhiro reminded him expressionlessly, "Sit tight and leave the reasoning to professionals."

Having said that, under Conan's gaze, Asano Nobushige took out his mobile phone and started playing games with his head down, quite like an open-minded attitude of standing still.

Mouri Kogoro received an email on his mobile phone. He opened it and found that it was a speech sent by his agent.

The speech detailedly listed the bag thief's identity, motives, methods, and a complete set of evidence to prove his identity. It was the kind of evidence that could lead to his immediate arrest when placed in front of the police.

Mouri Kogoro stared at his pocket, and couldn't help but look up at Nobushige.

Nobushige opened Dream Rescue, ignoring all hints and explicit instructions from Kogoro Mouri.

Mouri Kogoro secretly glanced at the social beast sitting in the corner and sighed helplessly.

"Since you said that the bag thief was stained with blood from your wound, but none of the guests present had blood stains, it means that the bag thief wiped away the blood stains in some way..."

Wakada Kanonori was analyzing rationally, but Mouri Kogoro interrupted him loudly: "I remember that there is no such thing as soap in the bathroom of the sushi restaurant, right?"

"Ah, yes, and even if the bag thief uses soap to wash away the blood stains, there will definitely be water stains left behind."

"Because the way bag thieves wash away blood stains doesn't require water at all."

"what is that?"

Mouri Kogoro stood up, walked to the community animal, pointed to the remaining grated radish on his plate and said, "That thing is a radish!"

"radish??"

The social beast's face suddenly turned livid, and he argued awkwardly: "How can a carrot wash away the blood stains?"

"If you don't believe it, just give it a try." Then, Kogoro Mouri introduced in detail how to use mashed radish to absorb blood stains without water. After he said more, the social animal's expression became gloomy.

It's all because of his bad luck that he can meet famous detectives in any store he chooses.

By the end, like many of his peers, Kogoro Mori is about to reveal his motives, and the social animal himself is broken.

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