Chapter 1338 The Key to Solving the Puzzle (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

The plan originally intended to target Akai Muwu suddenly changed sides and pointed the finger at himself.

Vodka lowered his head and glanced at Gin. He didn't know what to do when faced with Kuroda Biewei who came out halfway.

This was a completely unplanned accident, no one expected it

Kuroda Biewei was also in the car.

Ginjiu didn't pay attention to the manager of the First Investigation Division, but he was also a senior official of the Metropolitan Police Department and a member of the professional group. As long as the other party didn't hinder them, Ginjiu didn't bother to talk to him.

"Mr. Mori, Mr. Sakaki, you are all old friends from the Investigation Division. How about you help me handle the case?"

Kurodabei asked casually.

"no problem."

Mouri Kogoro straightened his tie, came forward with a hint of drunkenness, and agreed wholeheartedly.

As for Kidd, he had no reason to refuse.

"There are 11 passengers in the 8th car. Excluding Mr. Mori and Mr. Sakaki Makoto for the time being, there are only 5 people left."

Compared to strangers, Kuroda Hei certainly trusts Sakaki Makoto and Mouri Kogoro who have been dealing with the Metropolitan Police Department for a long time. After all, they have no interaction with the deceased and have no motive for committing the crime.

Of course, it’s not certain whether personal emotions are involved.

"According to the examination results, the body died within an hour, that is, between 10:40 and 11:40."

Kuroda Bingwei turned around and looked at Rum, Gin and others. He counted the number of people and found something was wrong:

"Where are Miss Ryodebo Moli who lives in 8-A and Mr. An Dongyu in 8-E?"

Deha Moli is naturally Belmod, while An Dongyu is Curaçao in disguise.

Curacao naturally would not move out without receiving the order, and she remained in the room.

"I'll call them!"

The conductor volunteered, ran to the nearest box 8-E, and called Curacao. Her excuse was that she was sleeping in the room with headphones on and didn't hear the noise.

When the conductor was about to continue calling Belmod, Gin winked at Vodka, who nodded, walked into the box C, and helped Belmod out.

After a simple bandage, the wound stopped bleeding, but Belmode could not move as usual and walked with a limp, which looked quite awkward.

"Miss Deha, what's wrong with your leg?"

".I accidentally knocked it."

Belmod's face was pale, but his tone was understated.

Kuroda Bingwei looked at her deeply and asked:

"Why did you come out of Xiaolixiajiang's room? Could it be that you have known each other for a long time?"

"Mr. Kuroda, they are friends who survived the fire together a few years ago. They come to ride the mysterious train every year, and they are all VIP cars."

The conductor said:

"But something unexpected happened this year. Because of Mr. Mori, Mr. Murohashi's reservation was a little later than in previous years, so he was assigned to the next-level ordinary carriage."

"I see."

Kuroda Bingwei nodded:

"It seems that you guys are quite suspicious."

"Isn't it too arbitrary to draw a conclusion like this?"

Rum holding a cigarette in his mouth sneered disdainfully:

"I don't care what your position is, but I can sue you for defamation if you spit on someone."

"Of course, that's your right."

Kuroda Bingwei disagreed and was not provoked by the other party at all:

"But before that, I have the authority to order several people to cooperate with the investigation."

"Please."

Rum smiled slightly, took two steps back, and came to Curaçao. He suddenly became the person closest to the end of the carriage. He could escape at any time if he wanted.

What an old fox.

Conan murmured in his mind and followed Mouri Kogoro to Gin who was sitting in a wheelchair.

"You must be Mr. Hatsukae-chan and Ms. Hiuka Sumitomo who live in box 8-C."

Mouri Kogoro used honorifics and his words were more polite:

"Excuse me, what is the relationship between the two of you?"

"Ahem, I'm a servant of the Xiaoli family."

Vodka pinched his throat and said in a strange, male-female tone:

"You are the famous Mouri Kogoro, right? Is this your child?"

"No, Conan was fostered in my home by someone else."

"Hey, you look pretty good. How old are you now?"

"7 years old."

"The name Conan is quite rare. It doesn't sound like a Japanese. Is he a mixed race?"

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Listening to Vodka's continuous questions, and seeing Gin staring at Conan with an evil look, Mouri Kogoro narrowed his eyes, took half a step across, blocking their sight, and said:

"A 7-year-old child cannot be a murderer. He is not that strong at all, and compared to you. Miss Sumitomo, where were you when the crime occurred?"

"Of course I will stay in the room with the eldest lady."

After saying so many words in one breath, I can no longer hold the vodka:

"What exactly do you want to ask? If you have anything to say, just say it."

"The question I want to ask is very simple."

Mouri Kogoro put one hand in his pocket and asked calmly:

"Are you sure you never left the 8th carriage between 10:40 and 11:40?"

Vodka was about to speak when he suddenly remembered that he had gone to Car 6 to deliver a message to Conan. There were conductors guarding him there, which meant that his actions had been exposed.

"Oh, I forgot to mention it. I went to the sixth carriage around 11 o'clock."

"Why do you want to go there?"

"To deliver a message."

Vodka tells the truth directly:

"Detective Mori, didn't you also receive a game invitation? At about 10:40, Murohashi Etsuto suddenly came to us and asked my wife and I to cooperate with him in the preparations for the detective game. In this game, My wife and I play the role of the murderer, and you, Detective Maori, are the accomplices who assist us, right?"

Of course Mouri Kogoro had read the letter Murohashi Etsuto left at the door, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to the restaurant and asked Suzuki Sonoko and the others to change the box.

but

"Why do you want Conan to be the detective who solves the mystery?"

Mouri Kogoro took out the letter Conan received and threw it into Gin's lap:

"He is just a child, and he is a stranger to you. It is not appropriate for him to take on such a difficult job."

"Because. He is the key to solving all mysteries."

Rum standing aside sneered:

"Don't you think so, Mr. Mori?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Then let's put it in simpler terms."

Rum came to Conan with a smile, bent down, stroked his round head, and said:

"Who doesn't know that he is your assistant, Moori Kogoro? After all, he has been on so many TV shows and newspapers, and he has participated in many cases with you. Isn't he an excellent candidate to be a detective?"

"Oh, please don't get me wrong, I don't know Miss Sumitomo's plan, what I just said."

"It's just my wild guess."