Conan: The story that cats and wineries have to tell

Maybe it's because someone from the Takeda family died just two days ago, and the police and medical staff came relatively quickly. Before the rain could fall from the cloudy sky, the police car drove into Takeda's house after the ambulance.

The first thing Robert saw was a man with a slightly pointed beak crouching in front of him, poking the right side of his face with a pen in his hand.

"Why aren't you awake? If you don't wake up, you can't handle the case. Finally, I was able to see a detective Mr. Mori's reasoning show. Ah, wake up, wake up. Mr. Robert, woke up. It

wasn't until the man with the somewhat pointed monkey cheeks stood up that Robert saw clearly that this unreliable man was actually wearing a police uniform.

Wait, police uniform, where is this?

Robert got up from the ground with a shake of his head, slowly remembering what had happened.

"Mr. Maori, you see, the suspect has woken up, is it time to start the reasoning show?"

"I said Officer Yamamura, can you stop pestering me like this, don't you say it all? And the matter of Kishine a few days ago may have something to do with him. Uncle

Maori's impatient voice rang out from outside the door, and the door was unceremoniously pushed open.

"Listen to the boy, your affairs have been revealed, so I advise you to explain everything clearly!"

Because the limelight was all stolen by his daughter, Uncle Maori had nowhere to vent his dissatisfaction, and the culprit of the matter, Robert, became Uncle Maori's best punching bag.

"Did I fail... Why! Why can a demon like him live well in the world, but Misa, she..."

"Demon, aren't you a demon who takes the lives of others at will?"

Uncle Maori sneered and looked down at him condescendingly.

"It seems to me that there is no difference between you and him. "

Daddy, about Miss Misa... Ah, Mr. Robert is awake.

Xiaolan, who pushed open the door with Conan, looked at Robert who sat up, and stopped talking instantly. Taking advantage of Robert's coma, Conan and Hattori had already roughly deduced Robert's motives through questioning.

However, in the process of reasoning about their motives, a sad truth gradually emerges.

And this truth may be too heavy for the man in front of him. Even though he tried to kill others in front of Xiaolan, Xiaolan still couldn't bear to let him face such a truth.

But things can't always go according to her wishes, the word Meisha seems to be some kind of wonderful spell, Robert instantly forgot his faintly aching head, and struggled to grab Xiaolan's shoulder.

"What is it about Misa?"

Looking at Robert, who seemed to be staring at blood from the corners of his eyes, Xiaolan subconsciously took a step back, and was about to think about what to say to make it less irritating to him, when Hattori's big grinning voice sounded from behind him.

"What is the matter with Miss Misa? Of course, it is about Miss Misa, who was actually killed by you. "

Hattori!" "Don't!"

The moment he heard Hattori's voice, Conan and Ran shouted at the same time, trying to stop Hattori, but it was too late.

Everyone could see Robert's frozen figure in front of him.

"It's... How is this possible!You're lying to me, you're all lying to me!"

Robert suddenly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes looking at the crowd in front of him.

"Mr. Robert, did you write a word to Misa before you left three years ago?"

Ryūji Takeda, who seemed to be ten years old, appeared at the door of the room and looked at Robert with a complicated expression.

"That's right. Robert's voice was a little hoarse.

"It's shine, right. However, do you know what the Japanese word for 'to die' is? It

was as if a bolt of lightning struck Robert's brain, and he instantly understood what was going on.

"Isn't it because Shinichi Takeda knew that Misa was not his daughter, so he tortured her, so that Misa couldn't bear it anymore and committed suicide?" Robert

seemed to be a drowning man who had grasped the last straw, eager for an affirmative answer.

But all he answered was shaking his head in silence.

"In that case, let's take the prisoner back first.

Yamamura put away the camera in a bit of a frustration, and when he heard that Mr. Mori had appeared in this case, he turned back and took the camera with the best definition from the office.

"Meow!(Wait!Something else!)"

Banxia walked out from behind the pillar in the hallway with a plastic bag filled with white powder in his mouth, and pushed the bag in front of them.

No way, originally he wanted to tell Xiaolan about Takeda Shinichi's trading of D products through dolls. But because Uncle Maori was worried about Xiaolan's safety, he followed Xiaolan every step of the way, which gave him no chance to speak.

"Wow, what a cute kitten, are you going to give me this thing?"

Yamamura Cao squatted down and reached out to touch Banxia, but he nimbly dodged it.

"Meow (no, what are you thinking about every day!Apologize for the serious work of the police officers!)"

Eventually, Hattori saw at a glance what was inside the plastic bag.

When they followed behind Banxia and saw that the dolls all over the studio had their bellies opened, revealing packets of white powder, the sadness that hung over the entire Takeda family suddenly became a little stronger.

......

Two days passed in a flash, and Conan, who was charging his signal tracking glasses at Dr. Asasa's house, received a call from Hattori.

"Hey, why are you calling?" Conan

stood in front of the telephone angrily.

"It's nothing, just ask if you know what happened to that Shinichi Takeda before. Hattori's laughing voice came from the earpiece.

"Oh, according to the transaction records that the police have found from Takeda's house, the crime should be very serious.

"I'll tell you, I asked someone to inquire yesterday, and I'm afraid that Takeda Shinichi won't be able to go to prison. "

What?" "Meow!" Banxia

, who was eavesdropping, exclaimed in surprise along with Conan.

"Although that guy escaped before, the cervical vertebrae in his neck were pulled out of place by the tremendous force. Although it is unknown who helped him to reset perfectly, it still caused irreversible damage. The rest of that guy's life is to enjoy the ceiling from his bed.

"This can be regarded as evil retribution.

Conan said casually, but there were other things in his mind.