Officer Takagi opened the bag that was loaded with fishing gear, and it was indeed empty, and there were some big fish in the box that was loaded with fish.

The gross profit is now wrong, "Did you really catch this fish? Each one is about the same size. Is this bought on the market?"

"Ah?" Mr. Funo-no-taoi scratched his head awkwardly, "I am really a Maori detective. I was recognized. I boasted to my wife that I would catch a lot of fish and go back."

Maori smiled proudly and said, "I'm afraid my wife will make a joke. I bought it specially. I remember to buy fish of different sizes next time."

"Thank you for your reminder, I'll go and buy some later." Mr. Bango Yui said gratefully.

Officer Chiba checked the room and reported to Meguro Police Department that nothing abnormal was found.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Well," Meguri police department changed the topic of Maori and looked at the young man in Room 2, "Then you..."

"Ah? Ah, I'm Kyota Honma, 32 years old," Kyota Honma explained. "Our company is going to hold a singing competition. I'm here to practice because I'm afraid my colleagues will appear, so I chose to stay away from the company."

Officer Chiba asked, "Can you take a look at your room and your belongings?"

"Please." Honma Kyota opened the door and the strong smell of smoke floated out.

"Ahem." Conan, who was standing at the door, was choked.

Honma said awkwardly: "The smoke smells a bit too much, please don't mind."

Room 2.

The shoulder bag was on the table, next to it was a whole cigarette that seemed to have just been opened, and the ashtray was full of cigarette butts.
Chapter completed!