“That’s true.”

"The auger of the sommelier knife is usually not stained with wine, but it will only be established if Mr. Yamada is really a sommelier."

"What?" Everyone in the audience was stunned when they heard this.

This reversal is a bit off guard.

"You left their table without confirming the smell of the cork after Mr. Bihu and his team pulled out the wine embolization on the table, right?"

Conan said lightly: "It is impossible for a real sommelier to do that. It is called bouchonne. The cleaning liquid left in the process of making corks causes the wine to deteriorate and produce a cork smell. One bottle will appear in dozens of bottles of such wine, but why don't you verify this?"

Yamada Akitori was already shaking and sweating profusely.

Tori Amuro chuckled, "And you still have the habit of smoking. For sommeliers who value taste, cigarettes must not be touched."

Chen Xing nodded and was popularized by science.

Conan said: "Although the large number of cigarette butts found by the police in the bathroom are all the same brand, they can be divided into two completely different cigarette butts. One is longer and there are biting marks on the filter, and the other is to be pumped until the remaining shorter before it is turned off. In other words, those are cigarette butts of two men.

Judging from the number, it is not a customer, but an employee of this store. One of them should be drawn by Mr. Hongjiang, and the other is drawn by Mr. Yamada. However, just by investigating the saliva attached to the filter, you should know."

He sank his tone, "I know you are actually a fake sommelier!"

Yamada Akitori's face was pale, desperate and hard to see.

Conan speculated: "The opportunity is probably what you picked up in the bathroom. Mr. Bihu put it there and forgot to take it away. You read the text message on that phone and learned that Miss Bihu and Miss Yoko had made an appointment with the boss today to meet, and you thought of this crime method."

Then, Conan almost completely retelled Yamada Akito's method of committing the crime according to what Chen Xun had just demonstrated.

"You sent a text message to the boss using Mr. Bihu's mobile phone, saying that you didn't want to attract attention and asked him to wait in the warehouse, so you called him out. You went to the warehouse to kill him under the name of finding the boss again.

You made the illusion of the companion and the others, thinking that the boss was sleeping with a blanket in the backcourt. After ten minutes, when you were about to go to the backcourt to wake the boss, you immediately sent a text message to Mr. Hongjiang using the cell phone he snatched from when he killed him, asking him to take Mr. Bihu and Miss Yoko to the warehouse.

Then you took out the clothes from the compression bag left on the backcourt sofa and put them in the locker, hiding the evidence left by this criminal method. Am I wrong?"

After saying calmly, Yamada Akitori rolled in his throat and said anxiously: "Evidence? Then where do you think the compression bag and the phone are?"

"It's in the trash can in the kitchen!" Ai Haibara, who had quietly left, pushed the door and walked in, holding his knees and gasping: "I found it not long ago. Now the forensics are investigating. You must have gone to the kitchen while the boss's body was discovered and threw the phone and compression bag that had been hidden in your arms there. In that case, you don't have time to wear gloves at all, so it should be covered with your fingerprints."

Conan breathed a sigh of relief. His persistent and smart fans were always able to do big things.

But at this point, Yamada Akitoshi had no way to deny it. His lips moved and he knelt on the ground with a thump.

"I was forced to do anything," he looked like a loss. "I sold the cheap wine with fake labels at high prices, and used the extra money as profits in the store, and gave the wine operators kickbacks, but the boss found out."

He suddenly became excited, "I told him truthfully that the guests who would come to the restaurant run by former Football League players had no taste. They couldn't taste the wine at all. They could make money by using my method to make the store bigger and bigger. Who knew that he would not use my method at all, and he unexpectedly said that he would sue me for fraud."

When Toru Amuro curled his lips when he heard this, he was still a little indignant, "You dare to say that our boss has no taste."

Chen Xing gave him a blank look.

Bigu Takayu stepped forward and looked at the figure kneeling on the ground, "Of course, when Brother Asuka was still a player, he had never received a red card. He was an outstanding football player who has always been upright and honest."

Yamada Akito opened his mouth and covered his head in pain.

...

After the case was revealed, Akito Yamada was taken away by the police.

Before leaving, Officer Memu asked curiously: "So you met the victim, what were you going to ask him?"

Higo Takayu said sadly: "Actually, the high school teacher who once took care of me and Asuka and Okino's junior sister is about to retire when she reaches retirement age. We both chose a watch as a souvenir to celebrate his retirement, so I would like to ask Asuka to write a few words on the attached card."

Yoko Okino explained: "Because Senior Asuka is the first celebrity in our Konan High School."

"Since that's the case, you can say it earlier." Takagi Sugh came over.

"We originally wanted to say, but we were stolen." Yoko Okino said helplessly.

Chen Xing patted the back of the head of a primary school student.

Conan looked at him speechlessly, and at the same time he was a little embarrassed, because if he remembered correctly, the person who stole the words seemed to be himself.

"So, are you two not dating?" Police Officer Megu also had a gossipy heart.

Haibara Ai's ears instantly broke out.

"Yes, my girlfriend is still football at the moment." Bihu Ryoyu said.

He smiled sweetly at Yoko No, "My boyfriend is singing and acting."

"So that's it, let's ask you two to cheer up." Officer Memu glanced at a sleeping brother and relaxed his heart.

"Anyway, I really feel sorry for you all." Higo Ryoyu said embarrassedly: "And Mr. Maori successfully found out the murderer who cruelly killed him for Brother Asuka."

As he said that, he leaned over, "And my little sister, thank you for helping us find the key evidence. It's a beautiful assist. I even want you to join our team."

His tone was sincere, and although there was a joke about the children behind him, he was not perfunctory at all.

Amuro looked at the little girl who seemed to be trapped in cotton, soft as candy, and teased the arm of the person beside her.

"Your girl is going to be stolen."

"What?" Chen Xing narrowed his eyes.

"Are you a friend of her for ages?" Amuro's tongue was so vicious that it was no less.

Then, Yoko Okino smiled and looked over, "In addition, I would like to thank Conan for helping reasoning, and his handsome neighbor."

"Neighbor?" Bihu Ryoyu was stunned.

"Yes, I listen to my neighbor who practices singing until late every day." Yoko Otsuno stuck out her tongue.

Toru Amuro and Conan immediately looked suspicious.

Chen Xingqing smiled warmly and thought to himself that he was tolerating you to practice singing until very late.

Haibara Ai, who was originally wandering in the tenderness of his idol, frowned and suddenly realized that liking for his idol is not the same as another liking.

She is very sure.

...

Afterwards, several people packed the steak that they had not eaten a few bites. As for the red wine they ordered before, they just took it as nothing.
Chapter completed!