mynovelonline Chapter 800 Playing Poker
Chapter 800 Playing Poker
Chapter 800 Playing Poker
After gastric lavage, Eri Kisaki is no longer in danger of death, but like Inspector Megure, she needs to stay in the hospital for observation for a period of time.
At her bedside, Midori Kuriyama recounted what had happened with a self-blaming look.
"I found a box of chocolates in the office mailbox with a paper flower tied on it. Because it was Lawyer Fei's favorite Jikeba chocolate, I thought Lawyer Fei might know who sent it, so I gave it to Lawyer Fei directly."
"I didn't expect that after Lawyer Fei finished eating, she was poisoned on the spot."
Before, the atmosphere was too tense at the critical moment of life and death, and Martin was not suitable to open his mouth. Now that his life is no longer in danger, Martin opened his mouth again: "Auntie, auntie, I'm not saying anything bad to you, but can I eat the food given by a stranger? My mother taught me since I was a child that snacks given by strangers should not be eaten. Although there are many good people in this world, there are still bad people among them!"
Turning his head, Martin stared at Xiaolan again: "Xiaolan, was this missing when your aunt educated you when you were a child? Today I will tell you something: In this world, some people have little knowledge and bad hearts, and they can't stand others being good. Even if they can't benefit themselves, they will try their best to hurt you. So if you can avoid touching the food given by strangers or food from unknown sources, we must never touch it. Let me tell you again..."
"Okay, okay, of course my mother told me this when I was a child." Xiaolan stopped Martin from continuing: "There must be other reasons why my mother ate the chocolate so carelessly."
Hibiki Eri, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly blushed with her pale face. She closed her eyes and said slowly, "I thought... that was a gift from your father to apologize for what happened last time."
Jikoba is Eri Kisaki's favorite Swiss chocolate. Some time ago, Eri Kisaki and Kogoro Maori were invited by Xiaolan to have dinner together. They were in a good mood and recalled the topic of chocolate, and their words became more tender. However, when they were about to get back together, Kogoro Maori suddenly saw the nightclub mama-san outside the window, and stared at her intently, and finally they parted unhappily.
So when Kisaki Eri saw the Chicoba chocolate with a paper flower pinned on it, she naturally thought it was an apology gift from Maori Kogoro. It can even be said that this tsundere has been waiting for a chance to forgive the other party, so she was somewhat impatient to die for this gift.
"Auntie, auntie, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but with my uncle's temper, can he remember to send a gift to apologize? He can't remember! This old fool doesn't even know that he made a mistake. How can he remember to apologize!"
You are talking about me. Hibiki complained silently in her heart, but she was still wondering who this guy was and why he was so familiar.
"Who are you talking about, little brat? Why am I so confused?" Kogoro Mouri listened to the whole thing and complained dissatisfiedly.
"Then tell me, uncle, what did you do wrong?"
"I'm wrong..." Maori Kogoro's words were stuck in his teeth. He frowned and thought for a moment: "Bah! I almost got tricked by you. When did I make a mistake?"
Conan sighed, Xiaolan lowered her head in disappointment, and Kisaki Eri finally gave up, closed her eyes, lay on the hospital bed with her head tilted and died (she didn't).
Just when Xiaolan had a gloomy face and was wondering if throwing her father out of the window could make her mother get better quickly, there was a series of knocks on the door, and then Sato Miwako opened the door and walked in.
"Officer Sato."
"Ran, Mr. Maori, the test results are out, and pesticides were detected in the chocolate. Other than that, it is not clear who put the chocolate in Attorney Fei's mailbox."
"Also, this flower is the paper flower that was placed together with the chocolate." Miwako Sato showed the paper flower in the evidence bag to Kogoro Maori. It was a white flower with four round petals. Its shape was cartoon-like and geometric, and it was impossible to tell what kind it was.
"Regarding this matter, Inspector Megure wants to say something to Mr. Maori."
Before the news of Eri Kisaki's poisoning came, they were in Inspector Megure's ward, and now Inspector Megure has something to say about the case but won't let Miwako Sato convey it...
"Could it be that Eri's poisoning is related to the attack on the inspector?" Kogoro Mouri's brain started racing.
Anyway, Kisaki Eri needs to have a good rest now, so Kuriyama Midori was left to look after her, and the others returned to Inspector Megure's ward. In order to avoid him, Megure Midori came out first.
Walking into the ward, Officer Shiratori was standing beside the bed.
Inspector Megure asked, "Brother Maori, how is Eri doing?"
"I washed her stomach. The doctor said she's not in danger of death, but she's still a little weak." Maori Kogoro looked a little impatient: "Inspector, do you know anything about the criminal who poisoned Eri?"
Inspector Megure did not answer directly, but gestured to Officer Shiratori beside him.
"Actually, this thing was found at the place where the police officer was attacked." Shiratori took out the evidence bag, which contained a slender dagger.
But upon closer inspection, this slender dagger is made of cardboard and is not even a toy.
"Could this be the murder weapon?" Martin looked closer and said seriously, "To be able to use a knife made of cardboard to hurt someone, the criminal may not be from Earth."
"Nani?"
"In the vast universe, there is a kind of alien that can use things made of paper as real objects." Martin said decisively: "Case solved! It was done by the origami aliens!"
Everyone: "..."
"A dagger made of cardboard, and a flower made of cardboard." Conan analyzed: "Sure enough, the criminal who hurt Inspector Megure is the same criminal who poisoned my aunt."
And... the shapes of the dagger and the flower seemed more and more familiar to Conan the more he looked at them, but he still couldn't get a flash of inspiration.
"Brother Mori, do you still remember Murakami Jō?" said Inspector Megure.
Kogoro Mori kept repeating the name, lowered his head and thought hard, and felt that it sounded familiar but he couldn't remember who it was.
It wasn't until Officer Shiratori took out a photo of Murakami Takeru that Maori Kogoro saw his face and suddenly remembered: "The criminal who was arrested by me ten years ago."
After that, Kogoro Mouri quit his job as a police officer, so he was the last criminal arrested in Kogoro Mouri's police career.
"Ten years ago, Murakami was arrested for killing someone, and two weeks ago, he was released from prison." Inspector Megure continued, "I remember I reminded you at the time, don't you remember?"
Kogoro Mouri touched his head awkwardly. He was probably soaked in beer when Inspector Megure reminded him.
Then Maori Kogoro suddenly realized: "So he wants to take revenge on me and deliberately hurt people related to me? Damn it!"
While Shiratori was lowering his hands, Conan secretly took away Murakami Joe's photo. In the photo, a tall and thin man was standing in front of a card table in a casino, dealing cards to gamblers as a dealer.
Dealing cards? Poker? Hmm…
"Ah!" Conan suddenly realized, and immediately said: "That sword and that flower are both on playing cards! The Queen of Spades and the King of Spades are in my hand!"
The J, Q, and K cards in playing cards usually have figures drawn on them, which are called flower cards. The twelve flower cards with four suits have twelve historical figures drawn on them, and each figure holds something different. And everyone present only needs to take out their mobile phones and Google to confirm that the cardboard dagger found at the scene of the attack on Inspector Megure is actually a sword pattern, and it is consistent with the pattern of the sword in the hands of King David, the King of Spades in playing cards.
The four Qs all represent the Queen, and they all hold four-petal flowers in their hands, but the shapes are different. A careful comparison shows that the paper flower that comes with the chocolate represents the Queen of Spades.
"Why spades?" Xiaolan asked.
Conan looked up and explained, "Spade means sword, which symbolizes death."
"K means King, Superior, so I took revenge on the inspector who was my old boss." Maori Kogoro clenched his fists, furious: "Q stands for Queen, and Eri's old surname is 'Princess', so I chose Eri as the target!"
"Then it's Jack, the soldier." Martin said leisurely, "Who is the uncle's soldier? Xiaolan? The great detective? Or the one driving the RX-78 in Poirot? I haven't had time to give him a nickname yet."
"This..." After a moment of hesitation, Kogoro Mouri took out his cell phone and called Toru Amuro to remind him to be careful recently. After all, this apprentice had paid him a lot of tuition fees.
"Got it!" Martin suddenly had an idea and said after attracting everyone's attention: "Let's call him the eldest disciple!"
Maybe it would be more convenient to call him Big Brother, but this title has already been taken by the Great Detective in the main god space. If Gin comes back one day and calls him Big Brother, who will respond to him, Toru Amuro or Conan?
So he was thinking of a nickname. Everyone was confused, thinking Martin had thought of a clue about the criminal.
"Be serious, kid, and stop hanging around all day!" Maori Kogoro said dissatisfiedly, "You've been following me around a lot, who knows what Murakami Jō thinks of you... No, who can recognize you!"
Maori Kogoro was halfway through his speech when he suddenly remembered that this kid could change his face and his appearance changed every day.
Apart from the insiders, the people who often work with Kogoro Mouri to solve cases seem to change every day in the eyes of outsiders.
Conan chuckled and put on a dead look: If the criminal decides to attack him, then there is no need to worry.
Before Murakami took action again, the case came to a stalemate. Everyone left Inspector Megure's ward, took another look at the sleeping Kisaki Eri, and then left the hospital.
"Get in the car." Alamartin came to the hospital parking lot and jumped on the magic carpet, patted the empty space and invited them to get on the carpet.
"Boy, can't you raise your head a little?" On the way to the Maori Detective Agency, Maori Kogoro asked with an embarrassed look on his face: "It's so uncomfortable to be stared at by so many people."
At this time, the magic carpet was carrying four people, only half a meter above the ground, flying comfortably at a speed faster than a bicycle but slower than an electric car, attracting the attention of many passers-by. Kogoro Maori, who had not drunk any alcohol, felt embarrassed by these gazes.
"We can't help it. It's overloaded, uncle. The magic carpet brothers can't fly anymore." Martin replied without looking up while replying to someone on his phone: "Just kick someone down and it will fly again."
In fact, it was Martin who quietly ordered the magic carpet to fly slowly.
"A lot of things happened today." Xiaolan sighed. Today they found two bodies, sent two criminals away, and then there was the incident of Inspector Megure being attacked and the incident of Eri Kisaki being poisoned.
"Indeed, there are more. Maybe the timeline has become messed up." Martin nodded in agreement, "Or maybe the Great Detective has awakened and doubled the number of players? Will the seasons change from one out of three to an elimination tournament? The kind where one out of every two players dies?"
But it's not just today's case. Yesterday someone took a bomb to the Maori Detective Agency and held everyone hostage. In the end, two robbers were selected.
Conan: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
……
When Martin returned to the doctor's house, he remembered that there was a father and son who were frightened unconscious by the jar god and the magic carpet, and he was left alone.
In Dr. Agasa's opinion, the father and son were willing to remind him of the value of the carpet and did not directly cheat him out of it. They were already rare good people. So after using Moss to assess a fair price, he just sold both the carpet and the jar directly to the father and son.
"Do you really want to sell it? This is like a magic lamp that can make wishes." Dr. Agasa said embarrassedly as he looked at the old jar.
Although he was eager to sell the magic jar today, he only wanted to think about its value as an ordinary antique jar, rather than letting the buyer know that this was Aladdin's lamp that could bring disaster to the world.
"That's right!" The Jar God came out of the jar and materialized: "Think about it carefully!"
"Buy a magic lamp? How can they get such a sure-win business?" Martin sneered, then looked at Miyano Akemi: "I have made my three wishes, where is Akemi?"
Miyano Akemi suddenly realized: "At least I can make another wish!"
As she said that, Miyano Akemi looked at the Can God and said, "Can God, my last wish has come!"
"I want you to be liberated, I want you to be free!"
The genie is a spirit imprisoned in an oil lamp. Although he is powerful, he is helpless. There is only one way for the genie to escape, and that is if someone is willing to spend a wish to set him free.
Over the past tens of thousands of years, all the previous owners of the Jar God have racked their brains to make use of these three wishes, and no one has ever thought about this matter.
Originally in the plot, Aladdin was supposed to make this wish, but now Akemi Miyano has fulfilled it.
As soon as Miyano Akemi finished speaking, the Can God disappeared in a seven-color magical light, and then an ordinary person dressed in Middle Eastern style stood there.
"I'm free?" The man who used to be a jar god but is now just an ordinary man looked down at his hands, which were no longer blue but flesh-colored. He then raised his arms excitedly and shouted, "I'm free! Great! I'm so happy!"
"Then you are too happy too early." Martin poured cold water on him: "If I say that you will return to the oil lamp tomorrow, what will you say?"
"What?" When the man heard this, his expression looked like a startled chinchilla that had dropped its melon seeds.
"But it won't be long before you meet a friend who will truly release you."
Martin patted the man on the shoulder, then ignored him, picked up an antique bowl that Dr. Agasa had bought in the scenic area in his early years, and walked towards the father and son who were still studying the carpet: "Master, please identify this bowl again. Look at the glaze, it's very solid."
"No... Look, it says on the bottom of the bowl: it's for microwave use only..."
"Don't worry about the microwave-safe glaze. Look at this glaze..."
(End of this chapter)