69novels Chapter 192 Uncle Mori, I will no longer doubt your identity as a prophet.
Chapter 192 Uncle Mori, I will no longer doubt your identity as a prophet.
Chapter 190 Uncle Mori, I will no longer doubt your identity as a prophet.
"It's okay, Grandpa Curator, I don't feel any pain at all, really..."
Conan, holding his dog's head, saw the old man bowing to him and quickly took a few steps back, forcing a smile at the corner of his mouth.
However, despite saying that, Wang Changsheng could detect a hint of gritted teeth in his tone.
This made him secretly laugh out loud.
If it doesn't hurt, why are you holding your head?
Inspector Megure frowned and looked at Director Ochiai, asking, "Could you please retrieve the surveillance footage from the Hell exhibit?"
Upon hearing this, Director Ochiai turned his gaze away from Conan and shook his head, seemingly somewhat embarrassed: "I'm afraid that won't work."
"Hmm?" Inspector Megure's brows furrowed even deeper, his eyes sharpening as he stared directly at Director Ochiai. "Why?"
Although Inspector Megure's eyes were intimidating, it was clear that Director Ochiai had seen it all.
He wasn't intimidated by Inspector Megure; a faint smile played on his lips. He had completely calmed down by now and responded composedly:
"Many people saw this today. Boss Zhenzhong came to my place and made a scene. Later, I didn't want to disturb other guests' visits, so I took him to my office and let the designer he brought study it properly. As soon as we entered the office, he started smashing things. I told him there were security cameras, but he actually led his henchmen into the security room and deleted all the recordings and even destroyed the security system."
Inspector Megure: "..."
Wang Changsheng: "..."
Conan: "..."
This……
Is this what they mean by "those who do many unrighteous deeds will surely perish"?
Inspector Megure was so impressed by how stupid the boss, Manaka, was that he almost choked on his own breath.
But he was helpless.
After all, it was the other party who shot themselves in the foot.
Without surveillance, we can only try to get some information from the owner of the shop.
only……
Inspector Megure glanced at the busy crowd inside the Hell exhibition hall, then turned back to look at Director Ochiai.
While it's uncertain whether the owner's experience is related to the gym owner, judging from his attitude, even if it is, they probably won't be able to find out anything.
After all, he didn't die, he was just almost a cripple.
"Inspector Megure, the search is almost complete."
Just then, a junior police officer ran out of the Hell exhibit, walked up to Inspector Megure, and reported to his superior with a notebook in hand.
Inspector Megure glanced around at the group of bystanders and noticed that everyone, including Kogoro Mouri, Conan, Wang Changsheng, Tomoyo, Sakura, and the curator, was staring intently at him. He couldn't help but twitch his lips.
However, the people here are either the curator of this art museum, the detective involved in this incident, or some kid who seems to be connected to the case and has considerable influence...
After a moment of silence, Inspector Megure coughed twice, then said to the young officer, "Any findings?"
Upon hearing the question from his superior, the junior officer honestly replied, "We've discovered two very strange things."
"Oh? Tell me more." Inspector Megure became interested.
"In the Hell exhibition hall, a painting has disappeared, and a suit of armor inside also seems to be out of place, as if someone had moved it. However, after a simple search, no fingerprints or traces were found, it's just like..."
The young police officer hesitated for a moment as he spoke.
"Like what?" Inspector Megure frowned and pressed for an answer.
The young officer hesitated for a moment before voicing his bold guess: "It's like... the armor moved on its own..."
"ah!"
Hearing what the cop said, before Inspector Megure and the others could say anything, Ran, standing next to Uncle Mori, suddenly covered her mouth and exclaimed, "It was that armor! It was it that did it! It's what made Mr. Manaka look like this!"
Inspector Megure's brow remained furrowed. He glanced silently at Uncle Mori, who, sensing the danger, quickly pulled Ran away, urging her to stop talking nonsense: "Ran! What are you spouting? The armor is an inanimate object; how could it possibly harm Boss Manaka!"
Uncle Mori stopped Ran from trying to express anything further, and instead turned his gaze to Director Ochiai.
His sharp gaze made even the usually composed Ochiai Kyoto, who was also filled with surprise, delight, confusion, and uncertainty about who the culprit was, pause in surprise.
"Mr. Mori, are you doubting me?" Director Ochiai asked.
Inspector Megure also looked over. In fact, he already knew the general situation here, and of all the people, only the museum director was the most suspicious.
"Hmph." Uncle Mori's smile was somewhat smug and exaggerated. "Still pretending? I already know who targeted Boss Manaka!"
Director Ochiai froze.
"Huh?"
Everyone present was stunned when they heard Uncle Mori's words.
Wang Changsheng and Conan raised their eyebrows, looking at the confident Uncle Mori.
Wang Changsheng, who has been watching Conan movies for many years, understands a law in the world of Conan.
Being identified as the murderer by Inspector Megure and Uncle Mori is equivalent to being given a positive sex vote.
However, judging from Uncle Mori's expression, it seems he's going to point out Director Ochiai.
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Although Wang Changsheng didn't know what happened in the regional exhibition hall that led to the fact that Boss Manaka wasn't killed by Director Ochiai, but instead became unable to speak or move.
But Wang Changsheng was certain that Director Ochiai's influence was involved.
Is Uncle Mori about to identify the real culprit in one fell swoop?
His mind suddenly became sharp again?
Just as Wang Changsheng was wondering if this was because it was no longer simply the world of Conan, and even Kogoro Mouri had become a bit smarter, the other party gave him a "surprise".
"Brother Mori, do you know who attacked Boss Manaka? Stop keeping me in suspense and tell me already."
Because Uncle Mori has been frequently showing up in front of Inspector Megure lately, and he always manages to come up with a reasonable and well-founded reasoning, he always manages to catch the real culprit in the end.
Therefore, Inspector Megure believed Uncle Mori's words to a certain extent.
Seeing how certain he sounded, she adjusted her hat and then urged him to ask.
Uncle Mori didn't mince words. He grunted twice and said with certainty, "The one who truly turned Mr. Manaka into the person he is now is actually Director Ochiai..."
Both Wang Changsheng and Director Ochiai were on tenterhooks.
"My granddaughter Yu Ochiai!"
Everyone: "???"
Message: Wang Changsheng's negative points +666
With a face full of black lines, Wang Changsheng looked at Uncle Mori with a hint of piety.
I'm so sorry, it was my presumption.
I shouldn't doubt your abilities as a prophet.
Next time you send a golden water (a type of health product) to someone, I won't question your abilities anymore.
You are the pure and innocent prophet!
I'll go with you, there won't be any problems!
Inspector Megure was also full of question marks, his sharp eyes now filled with disbelief, as if he had never expected that his friend Mori would come up with such a speculation.
However, based on Uncle Mori's past success in catching the real culprit, even though according to the information he had just received, Director Ochiai's granddaughter, Yu Ochiai, was only in the first grade of elementary school, he still tried to ask, "Brother Mori... what do you mean by that?"
The subtext is that we need to get him to give a reasonable explanation as soon as possible.
Uncle Mori pointed at Director Ochiai with one finger, his tone filled with deep certainty: "Everyone knows that you and Director Ochiai are at odds. It just so happens that they came to cause trouble today, and it just so happens that your granddaughter wanted to see your art exhibition, which you may not hold many more times. When you had a conflict with this boss here, your granddaughter happened to see it. How could a child not be anxious when she saw her grandfather being bullied? She rushed over and accidentally made Director Ochiai lose his balance and fall to the ground, breaking his spine, which is why he is like this now."
"There's only one truth! Otherwise, why would you have let her leave so quickly? Wasn't it because you were worried that she was just a little girl, and that she would be under a lot of psychological pressure facing the police? You were afraid she would say the wrong thing, so you sent her away quickly."
Uncle Mori stated his reasoning, and even hummed smugly, "See? I was right, wasn't I?"
As Uncle Mori finished speaking, everyone present fell silent.
For a moment, the place was so quiet that even the sound of breathing seemed to become louder.
Everyone turned their attention to Uncle Mori.
However, unlike the adoring gazes he had imagined, these people seemed to be carrying a hint of speechlessness and disdain.
Uncle Mori snapped out of his daze and frowned when he realized that everyone was just staring at him in silence.
Although none of them spoke, he could clearly feel a sense of being ostracized and targeted.
"Why are you all looking at me like that? Being a detective means making bold deductions! And what I'm saying is reasonable and well-founded, isn't it? This curator sent his granddaughter away ahead of time." Uncle Mori said with a serious face.
You should just shut up...
Wang Changsheng couldn't bear to watch any longer. If Uncle Mori continued, not only would Xiaolan feel embarrassed, but even he, a passerby who had only had a "slight relationship" with Uncle Mori and "met him a few times," felt awkward for him.
Wang Changsheng coughed twice, then smiled innocently and said, "Uncle Maoli, but if we follow your reasoning, that child was just being careless. There was no need for Grandpa Curator to hide her, since she's just a child and won't be punished."
"How can that be the same? Even if they don't face any punishment, they'll still have to pay a huge sum in compensation!" Uncle Mori disagreed. "The fact that this art museum has been sold shows that its business is really bad. Maybe it's because the director doesn't want to pay this compensation?"
Hey……
You know what, when Uncle Mori said it, it actually sounded kind of ridiculous.
Wang Changsheng almost believed it.
Inspector Megure, standing to the side, looked speechless.
Detectives can make bold inferences, but they cannot make blind guesses.
It can be bizarre, but it can't be weird!
The perpetrator was a first-grade child. How is that possible?
He couldn't help but facepalm and said, "Hey Mori, stop joking around here. Please do some serious reasoning!"
Uncle Mori was about to retort that his reasoning was very serious.
Tomoyo, who had been silent all along, spoke up: "Generally speaking, art museums, their directors, and their relatives all purchase a substantial amount of accident insurance. If it really was that little girl who accidentally caused Mr. Manaka to end up like this... of course, it doesn't matter if it was an accident or not. In the end, they will receive a huge compensation. Even if Mr. Manaka dies, they can afford to pay that money."
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"Huh? Is that so?" Hearing Tomoyo's words, Uncle Mori was taken aback and scratched the back of his head.
He might not believe others, but since Shiki is a child, he is a member of a large conglomerate and a powerful family, so Uncle Mori is more likely to believe him.
Conan's lips twitched as he added, "N-no, even if it really was that little girl who met Boss Manaka, she's just a little girl. What method could she possibly use to knock Boss Manaka down? If she wanted to take him down, she would undoubtedly need to use a tool, but there were no traces of tools being used or any fighting at the scene."
"This..." Uncle Mori hesitated.
Conan rolled his eyes at the unreliable middle-aged man in his mind, and then innocently said, "Although that boss, Mr. Manaka, can't speak anymore, it seems that he left something behind before he was made like this. When he saw us, he tried desperately to give it to us. It seems that he wrote something down."
Conan's reminder brought Uncle Mori back to mind. He nodded quickly and headed towards the Hell exhibit.
Inspector Megure frowned. He wanted to stop them, but since the evidence collection inside had already been completed, and Uncle Mori was indeed the first person to discover the case, and they had cooperated on so many cases before, there was no harm in going in to take a look.
Thinking of this, Inspector Megure let Uncle Mori go inside, and Conan, Wang Changsheng, Tomoyo, and the others naturally followed.
???
As a group of kids filed in, Inspector Megure glared at them.
Why are so many people suddenly going in?
Reluctantly following him inside, Inspector Megure caught up with Uncle Mori, wanting to see what Boss Manaka had left behind.
As soon as Wang Changsheng and Xiaoying approached, they exchanged a glance.
There is indeed a lot of magic left here.
Wang Changsheng had some doubts, but since the boss of Zhenzhong was not really dead, regardless of whether the murderer was Director Ochiai, he decided to help the director hide any traces that might expose him.
Thinking of this, he moved closer to Director Ochiai and gently tugged at his trouser leg.
"Little boy, what do you need?" Director Ochiai looked down at the boy, who was even more handsome and cute than Conan, and his tone became more friendly.
"Grandpa Curator, I have some things I want to write down, but my pen is out of ink. Could I borrow your pen for a moment?" Wang Changsheng smiled slightly.
"A pen?" Director Ochiai frowned almost imperceptibly, but then smiled and nodded, replying, "Of course."
He took out the pen that he had been keeping inside his clothes and handed it to Wang Changsheng.
Watching Wang Changsheng's actions, Sakura couldn't help but ask Tomoyo beside her, "Don't we have pens? Why does Wang Changsheng need to borrow one from the curator?"
Zhi Shi glanced at Wang Changsheng, her dark purple eyes carrying a hint of profound meaning.
She shook her head, her voice low: "I don't know either. Maybe his pen broke. It's nothing, we don't need to say anything more."
Sakura didn't quite understand, but she nodded nonetheless.
Since Xiao Wang did this, he must have had his own reasons, right?
Yes, that must be it!
Sakura now has a blind trust in Wang Changsheng.