Chapter 183

Four eyes were shining brightly.

Conan's cold had even improved a bit.

Half an hour later, his cold got worse again.

The little brat Conan clutched his chest, leaning against the desk, sweating profusely, frowning:

"Damn it! How exactly was the locked room in this study set up?"

"The only keys to the study are with the victim and Mrs. Tsujimura. The victim's key is in the double-layered pocket of his pants, and Mrs. Tsujimura has been with us the whole time."

"No, my head is getting dizzier. I don't know if that Hattori Heiji from Osaka has figured it out yet."

"Even if I let him win, it's better than letting Akaso Kaze win."

"Conan, are you okay? Are you feeling very uncomfortable?" Akaso Kaze asked kindly.

This brat shouldn't be able to transform since he hasn't been drinking.

Huh?

Akaso Kaze was suddenly startled.

I forgot about that.

Hehe, I must get my hands on that bottle of liquor.

It will definitely be of great use.

"Uh, I'm fine. Brother Akaso, don't worry about me."

Conan hurriedly waved his hand, looking at Akaso Kaze with a confused expression.

Are you really this relaxed?

Walking around with your hands in your pockets, why are you specifically looking at the trash can?

Could it be...

He hurriedly ran to search the trash can.

Sure enough...

Conan took something out of it.

Hattori Heiji looked at the victim's key ring, frowned, and then a smile appeared on his face.

There was actually tape stuck inside the key ring?

And there was a thin slit on the tape that looked like a string?

And the main door of the study.

Hattori Heiji reached out to support his chin and said with a smile, "The structure of this key ring is really interesting. But thanks to seeing this key ring, I've solved the trick of the locked-room study!"

"All that's left is the evidence!"

He also started searching the trash can.

Meanwhile, the little brat Conan ran over, sweating profusely: "So that's it, that's why the books were piled up on the desk!"

"In that case, the real murderer must be that person!"

Another half hour later, in the room where the deceased was lying.

Everyone was gathered together.

Hattori Heiji stood proudly with his hands in his pockets, striking a cool pose:

"I have already figured out the trick of the locked room and who the murderer is!"

"Akaso-san, please help move the deceased back to his original seat; I will demonstrate the trick of the locked room..."

Soon, Hattori Heiji finished the demonstration and looked provocatively at Akaso Kaze.

"How about it, Akaso-san? This is my deduction; what else do you have to say?"

Akaso Kaze smiled faintly and prepared to speak.

At this moment, with a thud.

Mouri Kogoro sat down at the door.

Akaso Kaze's mouth curled.

There it is, Sleeping Kogoro Conan is about to take the stage again.

"Wrong, you're mistaken!"

Even though it was Mouri Kogoro's voice, Conan's extremely arrogant tone was unconsciously radiating from it.

"Your deduction just now was just armchair theory; it's absolutely impossible to do!"

Conan rattled on for a while.

The final, triumphant conclusion: "That's right, the murderer is the one who was the first to approach the victim after entering the study... Mrs. Tsujimura!"

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