Conan's other self

Hattori Heiji stared at Maplehara for a while, then raised his head and repeated that sentence in a very unhappy tone.

"Even if I am a friend who grew up together, I cannot agree to such a request! Abe was poisoned to death by himself! So I must be responsible!"

"Ah..." Conan suddenly realized as he was thinking.

"That's right, that's the tone!"

Hattori's voice was louder just now. Kamel, who was communicating with the Megure Police Department not far away, immediately looked over after hearing it, "It's almost exactly the same as what I heard!"

After saying that, he turned back to look at Memu Police Department and others.

"Right? As I said, after the deceased confessed that he was the criminal in the poisoning incident, he felt that he should be responsible for that incident and committed suicide, right?"

"Ah, no..."

"That one just now should be..."

Officer Takagi and Megure Police Department hesitated for a moment, and Masumi Sera on the side explained first: "In Kansai dialect, 'self' in this context actually means 'you'."

"Ah? Why?" Kamel didn't understand, "Shouldn't the word "self" in Japanese be me? How could it become you?"

"For example, the 'we' in 'This is our responsibility' certainly refers to ourselves, but when we quarrel, we use the same words to refer to each other. Japanese is still very troublesome sometimes!"

"Though we Japanese people who are accustomed to hearing Kansai accent on TV know it," Megure Police Department took over Sera Masumi's words, "but for you who are seriously studying Japanese in the United States, you may not know it."

"In other words, if you replace 'self' with 'you'," Uncle Maori summed it up, "well... 'You poisoned Abe to death! So you must be responsible!' - that's what it means. ?”

"Then, then the deceased was not confessing his crime, but blaming the other party for his criminal behavior and trying to persuade the other party to surrender?"

"Moreover, the word '下' for poisoning Abe," Hattori Heiji continued, "should be the word 'pain', did you hear it correctly?"

"Ah, really..."

Kamel looked even more confused, "But isn't it weird to put poison on people? That's why I thought it was a word '下'..."

"That must be when Abe is a human being. Abe (ABE) is actually a candy ball (AME)! The man who died in the toilet also had poisonous candy balls in his mouth."

In this way, the following sentence becomes-the sugar ball is the poison you applied, so you must be responsible.

"B-but...why does the name Sugar Ball sound like a title?"

"Oh, so speaking Japanese is troublesome!"

"That's what Kansai people are like..."

Maplehara said, looking at Xiaolan and Kazuye who were studying the menu near the cashier, "I just said the same thing to Sister Ye, calling the sugar balls Tangtang - I happened to hear it."

"Yeah...Kansai people are used to adding names after sugar balls..."

Conan agreed casually and couldn't help but glance at Xiaolan. Although this store is not very big, I didn't hear clearly the conversation with Ye and Xiaolan...

There was a brief silence.

Memu Police Department and others began to re-understand the meaning of the deceased's words in their minds.

After a while, Sera Masumi broke the silence.

"In this case, does it mean that the criminal who made the deceased eat poisonous candy balls also visited the toilet?"

"Yes, but the FBI uncle didn't hear the criminal's voice... It may be that the criminal and the deceased who persuaded him to surrender made an appointment to meet at this family restaurant, but he did not show up. Instead, he called the deceased and called him to the toilet. Let’s kill him with poison.”

Hattori Heiji continued, "Say something nice on the phone to trick the deceased into going to the toilet. Then just kill him. There is no need to talk at all. Then throw the phone into the toilet and record the call." Just disappeared.”

"But to the criminal's surprise, there happened to be an FBI in this toilet, and they kept everyone in the store immediately. In other words... the murderer is still in this store!"

In addition, the deceased's words also said that the other party was a friend who had played together since childhood, and the crime scene was in the men's room. Therefore, the Megure Police Department quickly narrowed the scope of the suspects to those in their thirties to forties. among men.

Officer Takagi led people to conduct an investigation of the people in the store, and quickly screened out several suspects.

"Three people? Are there three suspects?" Hattori Heiji asked Officer Takagi.

Choose one of the three classics...

Maplehara was thinking in his mind and heard Officer Takagi reply: "Well... there are seven eligible male guests in total... four of them came with their companions. When Mr. Kamel came out of the toilet and shouted that someone was dead, Some of the four of them were ordering food, some were cleaning up dishes that their children had spilled, and some were talking to the waiter..."

As he said that, Officer Takagi looked aside and said, "The only ones who don't have alibi are the three people who came to the store alone and sat in the smoking area to dine."

After being singled out, the three people looked towards Fengyuan and the others from time to time.

"Then let me listen to the confessions of these people!" Hattori Heiji suggested.

"What nonsense are you talking about! Why should I let you, a high school student..."

"Perhaps the criminal is from Kansai, right? Let me, who is also from Kansai, do the questioning. Maybe it will be easier to find clues."

"This, this is..."

After all, he is Hattori's brother. Although they rely more on Maori brothers now, the Megure Police Department still obeys the rules, so they agreed that Hattori Heiji would lead the questioning.

Uncle Maori ran to Xiaolan and Kazuye to study the menu of this restaurant.

Maplehara and Conan followed Hattori Heiji and others.

The first person to be questioned was a middle-aged man wearing full-rimmed glasses who looked very nervous.

"My, my name is Suberori, I live in an apartment in Yoneka Town."

"Then what? Where is your hometown?"

"I-I'm a native of Tokyo..."

Mr. Subai replied and looked at the Megure Police Department, "W-what's going on! Mr. Police Officer? Who is this boy?"

"Please don't mind, just answer his questions."

"You were sweating just now..." Hattori Heiji put his hands in his pockets and asked, "Are you hiding something?"

"Ah, no, this is..."

Mr. Subai looked back at the plate in front of him, "Because I ate this curry, it was a lot spicier than I thought."

Feng Yuan leaned over and took a look. The food on the plate was almost completely eaten, with only a few residues left. However, it could be seen that the curry was indeed very spicy.

"Huh?" Hattori Heiji said puzzled, "It's been about an hour since the incident happened. You should have finished eating already, right?"

"I, I just ate. They didn't let us leave here. I'm hungry. I just ordered."

Hattori Heiji turned back and glanced at the two waiters standing not far away, "One of them was killed, and you still accepted the order?"

The waitress responded with an awkward yet polite smile.

Mr. Subai seemed to have no problem, and the group walked towards the next suspect, a man who looked a little unkempt and was smoking a cigarette.

"My name is Amari Hiroshi, and my friends call me Forrest Gump. Now I live in an apartment in Yoneka Town. And I'm also a native of Tokyo. Are you satisfied now? I'm from Osaka."

He obviously heard Hattori Heiji's question just now, and introduced it before Hattori Heiji could speak.

"You seem to be sweating too. Are you scared?" Hattori Heiji asked.

"Who, who is scared? Don't talk nonsense!"

"Huh?" This guy's reaction was quite intense...

Mr. Amakasu then explained: "It's just because the bowl of ramen I just ate was really spicy!"

"Hey, you guy," Hattori Heiji looked at Mr. Amakasu with some displeasure, "your tone of voice..."

"Is there something wrong? Isn't it a very common Tokyo accent?"

"There's nothing wrong with it, it just sounds very unpleasant..."

"Hey, uncle," Fengyuan leaned on the edge of the table and glanced at the ramen bowl on the table. There was still more than half of the bowl of soup left in it, "Is this ramen really spicy? You can't tell at all."

Although the noodles were eaten cleanly, the soup left in the bowl was not spicy at all.

Conan was also startled for a moment, and also looked at the ramen bowl.

The other person must have a reason for saying so...

"Of course it's spicy, kid!" Mr. Amakasu replied impatiently, "I almost couldn't eat it..."

"But...it doesn't look spicy at all..."

"Hey, you guy, you can't tell whether you're hot or not..." That's what he said, but Kudo must have a reason for saying this, and Hattori Heiji became a little more alert.

"Hmm...it doesn't look spicy..." Officer Takagi also expressed his opinion.

This kind of dispute can be easily resolved. Fengyuan looked back at the waiter not far away, "Hey, big sister, what kind of ramen is this uncle eating? Is it really spicy?"

"Ah...I remember that gentleman ordered salt ramen..."

"This one is not spicy, but more salt is added..."

"Um?"

Regardless of whether they reacted or not, the expressions of everyone on the field changed.

Sera Masumi glanced thoughtfully at Feng Yuan, who had a curious look on his face.

Although I still don’t know if the duel between Kudo Shinichi and Hattori Heiji is what I thought, but the duel between Kanto and Kansai seems to have come to an end...

Gan Keheng also noticed that something was wrong, because after hearing what the waiter said just now, the police officers looked at him much more seriously.

But he didn't know what was wrong, so he had to continue to try to defend himself, "Hey, hey, it's hard to add salt, isn't it spicy..."

What's wrong with this?

"Yes," Hattori Heiji also felt a little strange, "If you add too much salt, it will be very spicy..."

"No, this should be..."

"It's salty," Conan said, "right?"

"Yes," Kaedehara nodded and looked at Mr. Amakasu, "Uncle, if you are really from Tokyo, you should say salty, right?"

"ah?"

"Tokyo people only call dishes with chili peppers spicy, and dishes that add too much salt and cause throat irritation are called salty!"

"So, this uncle who thinks salt ramen is spicy, you are from Kansai just like Hattori-san, right?"

Conan and Maplehara said one sentence each.

This is something that almost everyone in Tokyo has already reacted to, so it’s nothing special for a child to say it.

And Maplehara felt that after all, there were two Kudos present, so there was no need to pretend to be an ordinary kid.

The Kansai people on the field had obviously just reacted. Hattori Heiji showed a shocked expression and looked back and forth between Maplehara and Conan several times, "What? Is it true?"

"That's right..." Officer Takagi nodded.

"This, this is just what I said wrong!" Mr. Amakasu quickly said, "Actually, I wanted to say salty, but this guy from Osaka took me away!"

"This way of speaking with SA at the end of words..."

"Isn't this a standard Tokyo accent!"

"People in Tokyo don't know how to speak with a Tokyo accent!" Conan said, "Only people from Kansai can speak this, right?"

"ah?"

"You're not going to tell me, right?" Conan turned back to look at Memu Police Department and others.

"Yes, yes..."

"If you want to put it that way..." Officer Takagi thought thoughtfully, "This is the first time I know that Tokyo dialect adds SA at the end of words."

"The way of speaking with SA at the end of words is very common in Kanto..." Maplehara said, "Uncle, you heard Hattori-nii's question just now, so you wanted to hide that you are from Kansai, right?"

"So, so what? I just want to tease you-"

"Another thing is strange!" Fengyuan continued, "Uncle, you hold the cigarette with your left hand, but you are obviously used to using your right hand. You also put the chopsticks used to eat ramen on the right side."

"Yes!" Hattori Heiji suddenly realized.

"The reason for doing this is very simple. It's because you're afraid, right? If you use the hand that held the candy ball to pick up the cigarette..."

Listening to Feng Yuan's words, the sweat on Mr. Amakasu's head became more obvious. This also made the Memu Police Department realize that this person might really have a problem, so they moved closer to prevent him from making unnecessary movements.

"But, if there is poison on your hands, wouldn't it be better to just wash it off with water in the toilet?" Kamel asked.

"Because he noticed someone in the toilet..." Masumi Sera crossed her arms and glanced at Kamel, "For example, the sound of flushing water..."

"Ah, by the way..." Kamel suddenly realized, "After I heard the man's groan, I came out of the single room to see what happened and flushed the water..."

"So that's it. The sound of flushing also covered up the sound of the criminal's footsteps leaving the toilet..."

"Hey! You guys, don't act like I'm the prisoner!" Mr. Amakasu interrupted, "Where's the evidence! When it comes to the police, let the evidence speak for itself!"

"Hey, big sister," Fengyuan looked back at the waiter not far away again, "Has this uncle asked for a towel?"

"Ah...shortly after the ramen was served, he asked for a towel..."

Because not many people order food after someone dies, and it doesn't take long, the waiter remembers it clearly.

But there is no towel on the table...

"If I had poison on my hands, I wouldn't even dare to hold the chopsticks... So I think uncle, you must have dealt with the poison on your hands, but I'm not sure whether you have done it thoroughly..."

"Uncle, you ordered ramen just for the towel, right? Just tell me that if you spill the soup, you can get it right away."

Maplehara and Conan each said one sentence at a time.

"And since the towel isn't on the table..."

Hattori Heiji glanced at Mr. Amakasu who was dripping with cold sweat, "That's just put it in the pocket of your clothes..."

"Mr. Amakasu, please cooperate with us to check!" Officer Takagi came closer.

Gan Keheng lowered his head dejectedly.

He then began to confess like the previous prisoners and was taken away by Officer Takagi.

"However, it's really amazing..." Sera Masumi crossed her arms and looked at Fengyuan, "Not like an ordinary child at all..."

"Conan is very smart!" Kaedehara pulled Conan to his side without changing his expression, "He was the one who reminded me quietly!"

"Oh, is it so?"

Although he was depressed about Maplehara's perfunctory behavior, it was helpful in concealing his identity. Conan still raised his head in embarrassment and said cutely: "I learned it all from Uncle Kogoro!"

After studying the menu, Uncle Maori noticed the movement and came over, just in time to hear these words.

"That's right!"

Uncle Mouri patted Conan's head with satisfaction, "As long as you follow my famous detective Mouri Kogoro, even children can solve some simple cases! Hahahahaha!"

Seeing Uncle Mouri sticking out his tongue and laughing wildly, Fengyuan resisted the desire to complain, and then was pulled aside by Hattori Heiji.

"Hey! Kudo," Hattori Heiji whispered to Fengyuan, "I said, you are not pretending at all today. Is it really okay?"

He also glanced at Sera Masumi.

"It doesn't matter... not covering up at this time is also a kind of covering up..."

"Yes...after all, what happened to you is too bizarre..."

It would be more dangerous if only one Kudo was suspected of his identity. If two people were suspected together, it would muddy the waters.

The case is over.

Because the case seemed very simple, with simple questioning, even Megure Police Department and Officer Takagi noticed something was wrong. There was no need for Kudo Shinichi to take action, so the reasoning duel ended in nothing.

After that, Maplehara followed Hattori Heiji and others to solve another murder case. In fact, this was also the reason why Hattori Heiji and Kazuha came to Tokyo.

What followed were a few normal days.

Until Maplehara learned from Conan that Uncle Mouri had accepted an apprentice named Toru Amuro after an incident.

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