"Hey, Tuoka, why are you here?" Hattori Heiji stopped his motorcycle and looked at the person standing by the roadside.

Chen Xun came back to his senses, "I just drank coffee."

"Are you following Kudo?" Hattori Heiji looked around.

"No."

"I saw it all." Hattori Heiji thrust his chin in the distance, "The pretty girl you know got into that luxurious car."

"The housekeeper comes to pick her up." Chen Xing turned around and said, "Let's go, and Ye and the others are still in the hospital."

"Hey, let me tell you a little more, what are you talking about?"

“House prices, wages, world peace.”

"...What are you talking about?" Hattori Heiji was pushing the motorcycle. The person in front obviously tried to speed up his pace, asking him to pass if he rode a bike, but he had to trot while pushing and trotting, which was very tiring.

Fortunately, I saw Conan at the entrance of the hospital, which made him exhausted.

"You are so slow. Is the motorcycle broken?" Conan looked at the sweaty black skin and said in surprise: "You might have pushed it, right?"

Hattori Heiji smiled slightly, "I was tortured by some guy."

Conan immediately looked at Chen Xing, whose expression was normal, and Xiao Ke knew that this was indeed the case.

"What are you doing here? Where are you doing with Ye and the others?" Hattori Heiji asked.

"They should be coming out soon, too." Conan carried his little hand on his back, "I'm waiting for you."

Hattori Heiji's face turned red, "Idiot, what stupid things are you saying."

Conan smiled and asked, "Are you gaining anything?"

Hattori Heiji spread his hands, "No, the Osaka Prefecture police are still in chaos, but if there is any situation, Officer Otaki will notify me."

As he was talking, Azhiba Yansuke and his group also walked out and happened to answer a call.

"The phone number of the Kyoto Prefecture Police?" He blocked his mouth with his hand, "Well, what's wrong with him in Yajima? What? He was killed!"

Hattori Heiji and Conan looked at each other and ran toward him immediately.

Chen Xing reached out to hold the unsteady motorcycle.

Azhiba Yansuke said in a deep voice: "I understand, I will cancel all arrangements and rush over."

Of course, it was not just him when he rushed over. Hattori Heiji's motorcycle was riding very fast and his professional ethics was the best tool guy. However, when he was driving the car, he looked at the motorcycle racing outside the window and stopped talking a few times.

"Does the uncle have something to say?" Chen Xing is understanding.

"Not." Although Kogoro Mouri said that, he couldn't help but complain once he spoke, "I always feel that these two little kids are using me to cover."

Chen Xing looked at him in surprise. The intuition of the famous detective was really not a joke.

Kogoro Maori said to himself: "Every time, it is done based on the clues I found on the scene to complete the reasoning. It would be impossible without me."

The car window was open and his arms were placed outside, the wind was noisy and he was extremely confident.

"Uncle said, right." Chen Xing responded with a smile.

When we arrived at the scene, it was already dark, and there were flashing red and blue police lights in the neighborhood, and the policemen were in and out.

"Hey, you two, it's not allowed to enter here." The police stopped one big and one small on the motorcycle.

"We came with Kogoro Mouri." Hattori Heiji took off his helmet and said carelessly.

Over there, Ceciung followed Maori Kogoro and walked into the mansion with a swagger. Conan was so envious.

"What are you talking nonsense?" The police officer didn't believe it at all.

"Let them go in." At this time, someone came over, "I've been missing for a long time."

"Officer Ayakoji!" Conan greeted with a smile.

The person who came was elegant in suit and smiled. A cute little squirrel squatted on his shoulders. It was Ayakoji Fumi (pronunciation of the same pronunciation as the "noble police department" of Kyoto Prefecture.

"I just saw Detective Maori come in." Ayanoji said, "But your friends didn't seem to hear you."

Conan laughed, "He must have heard it."

"Identify." Hattori Heiji curled his lips.

The mansion is surrounded by bamboo forests, and the yard is full of mangroves, which is quaint.

Ayakoji smiled and took the two of them in, introducing the case while walking, "The victim is Mr. Shinya Yajima, who is the eldest master of the brewing company. It is said that he lives alone in this mansion. It is speculated that the death time was around 6 am today, and the body was found 8 hours later, that is, 2 pm."

Walking down the corridor into the house, he reminded: "Be careful, after all, this place is in a mess."

"Is it a robbery?" Hattori Heiji looked at it.

"From the situation on the scene, it should be robbery and murder." Before Ayanosu could answer, they heard a familiar voice.

Kogoro Mouri was asking Azhihara Kensuke, and Chiyuki stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the corridor, looking at the shadows of the trees shaking in the yard.

Ayakoji heard this and said, "Yes, we think so too. Someone entered the house and stole it, but he ran into Mr. Yajima."

Kogoro Mouri, who was recognized by the police department, said in a deep voice: "So the murderer picked up the Japanese knife he was about to steal and killed him, and then fled with the money."

"How could this happen, why did this happen?" Azhihara Yansuke murmured, looking incredible.

"It seems that the victim was practicing singing cards at the time." Kogoro Mouri walked into the room.

"Yes." Hattori Heiji walked in very naturally.

"Why are you here too?" Maori Kogoro's feeling of being suppressed by inexplicably came again.

In the room, the victim Shinya Yajima was leaning against each other, with blood and scattered singing cards on the ground.

"Police officer, can we investigate the scene?" Hattori Heiji said coolly, obviously, "I didn't want you to really answer, I just notify you."

"The forensic personnel have completed the evidence, please do whatever you want." Ling Xiaolu said calmly: "But we are going to take away the knife as a weapon."

The forensic personnel wrapped the weapon into strips with white towels.

"Before they have completed the investigation, you can watch it." Yan Xiaolu ordered him, then looked at the detectives, "Then I'll wait outside. If you find anything, please tell me."

When I reached the door, I happened to pass by Chen Xing.

"I thought you weren't interested in the scene." He said hello.

"This is not wrong." Chen Xing looked at Conan taking photos with his mobile phone.

Ayano shook her head and went out.

As soon as he faced the corpse, Hattori Heiji became serious, "What do you think?"

Conan said in a voice: "It's hard to say now, his right hand..."

"Well, you discovered it too, Kudo."

"Someone pulled the bloody thing out of his hand."

"The things with blood in this room are those song cards." Hattori Heiji looked around.

Conan said confidently: "The murderer found out that he had left a message of death, so he threw the song card into other song cards scattered on the ground."

"It's really troublesome to find that song card among so many song cards." Hattori Heiji rubbed his eyebrows and turned to look at the door, "Tiya, don't look at it, move as well."

"Leave this to me." Conan said, "I know someone who is very good at analysis."

Hattori Heiji shrugged, "I originally wanted to find something for you, but now it seems that I can't use you anymore."

Chen Xing leaned against the door frame and spread his hands like him.

Hattori Heiji touched his chin, "From the blood on that remote control, it should have been placed next to the victim at that time."
Chapter completed!