My brother is FBI, and I am a crazy wife protector.

"Dad, Dad, I'm hungry."

"It's already this late."

"Then let's order something else to eat."

"It's about time for you to cook for us.

"Okay, got it, I'll prepare it right away."

At this time, Conan saw that there seemed to be something on the tire of Funamoto Tatsujin's wheelchair?

"It seems that the great detective has finally found it."

"Do you know who the murderer is?"

"It's actually very simple, but this result may not be fair to the child."

"If that's the case, it's really not fair to him. After all, he's just a child now." Hearing him say this, it's obvious that Xiao Ai also thought of who the murderer is.

"What can be cooked with these?"

"Is there anything I can help with? I see there are a lot of dishes that haven't been washed yet. ”

“Since what happened to my wife, I haven’t been able to do my job properly. If you’re willing…”

“Okay.”

“The shelf life of eggs is February 4th.”

“That was yesterday. I think it’s best not to eat it.”

“Wait a minute, Xiaolan. By the way, what did you cook for dinner the day before yesterday?”

“Ah… the day before yesterday? Let me think, there was teriyaki yellowtail marinated vegetables, miso soup, and cold tofu. That should be it.”

“It sounds delicious.”

Tatsuhito Funamoto looked at a group of people standing at his door, and asked after a pause: “Xiaomei, where’s lunch?”

“Not ready yet…” she said and prepared to go out to buy groceries.

"Then go and come back quickly, I'm almost starving."

"Yes."

"Then we'll leave for now and come back when we see the situation."

"Yes."

"What about me? You mean I'm fine too, right?"

"Please wait a minute! Don't you think that part-time job opportunity must have something to do with this incident?" Hondou Eisuke obviously wanted to struggle again.

"Didn't I tell you?"

"But do you want to check it out again? You might find something."

"I'm talking to you..." Uncle Maori was stabbed in the neck by Conan before he could finish his words.

"What's going on?"

"It wasn't until just now that I finally realized that the criminal made the mistress's necklace and bracelet disappear, right in the blind spot where we almost missed it because of a moment of confusion."

"When you say disappeared, you don't mean flushed down the toilet, right?"

"In fact, we checked the sewer, but didn't see anything...

Okay, I think we'll talk about the details after dinner. If possible, can you try Ms. Shigeno's cooking skills?"

"Then I'll go right away."

"No, the people who are going to buy groceries are Xiaolan and Eisuke, and Mr. Funamoto's son, Touji, will also go with them. It shouldn't be a problem,Mr. Funamoto?"

"It's okay."

"What's going on, Maori? I don't understand what you're talking about or doing."

"But he always overturns all his previous opinions, doesn't he?"

"Because he's still so young, it's not convenient for him to know the truth. How could he have thought that the person who killed his mother was his father, Mr. Funamoto Tatsujin. I think it's better not to let your son know about this."

"Mr. Funamoto was in the room next to his wife when the criminal committed the crime, but he was only about 160 cm tall and was in a wheelchair, so there was no way he could hide the gems."

"As for the pair of pearl earrings, everyone remembers that only one was on the table, right?"

"Yes, I remember Conan said so, he said, 'Could it be that someone called her to the balcony when she was taking the earrings? '

Inspector Megure, don't you want to know? What did he call his wife? What's the explanation for letting her go to the balcony without taking off the other earring? ”

“Hmm? Explanation?”

“I think Mr. Funamoto said to his wife, ‘A meteor, a meteor, up there’, right?”

“A meteor? Up there?”

“Yes, because the meteor will disappear in an instant, so she will rush to the balcony, not to mention that she loves stars.”

“If that's the case, what do you mean…”

“As long as his wife raises her head and shoots upward from the lower position where he sits in the wheelchair, the bullet will penetrate from the back of the head to the forehead, creating the illusion that a tall person is shooting from above.”

“If you do this, the muzzle will be upward, there will be no bullet marks in the room, and the bullet will fly to the river bank. What about the balcony glass? ”

“Because he was in a wheelchair, he couldn’t reach the glass above and couldn’t break it.”

“What about the pearls? Even if he really killed his wife on the second floor, he couldn’t throw them outside, right? Mr. Funamoto’s leg was broken?”

“Did you really search the whole house?”

“Yes, we searched all the possible hiding places.”

“Did you also look inside the vacuum cleaner?”

“Vacuum cleaner?”

“No, we didn’t check there, but isn’t Mr. Funamoto a machine idiot? Even if he really used it, it would make a loud noise, and it’s hard for a person in a wheelchair to take and put away the vacuum cleaner without anyone noticing, right?”

“Yes, if Mr. Funamoto used the vacuum cleaner, someone would definitely find out. But if it was Ms. Shigeno, it would be different, right? Please recall the actions of the three of them on the day the incident happened. Brother Touji has been running around on the first floor since the evening, and Ms. Shigeno cleaned up the mess left by Brother Touji. ”

“So what? Children always make a mess of the house.What's strange?"

Yes, but what if that day is February 3rd?

"February?"

"3rd... February 3rd is..."

"Could it be..."

"Yes, it's a traditional ritual passed down in Japan since ancient times."

Conan popped up from behind the "sleeping" Uncle Maori and said, "Solar terms, right?"

"Con, Conan?"

"Solar terms?"

"I think Touji must have asked his father to wear a demon mask to accompany him to scatter beans, right? While shouting for the demon to go out and live in good fortune..."

"Then, Ms. Shigeno will sort it out later..."

"Could it be that he scattered the pearls on the ground and let them be sucked into the vacuum cleaner along with the beans?"

"They are very similar in size and shape, and the most important thing is that there are a lot of them. Since she started cleaning at 11 o'clock, she must have wanted to get rid of the matter quickly, so she didn't notice that there were pearls mixed in it, and just sucked them all in. So, the order of committing the crime should be like this: first, he scattered beans at home with Touji's brother in the evening, then told his wife that he had something to say to her when she came home, and then went to her room and killed her on the balcony using the same words as before, then hung a rope with a hook outside the balcony, broke the glass and pretended that someone broke in and committed the crime, then took apart the pearl necklace and bracelet his wife was wearing, reached over the railing, and scattered them from the high place on the first and second floors to the carpet on the first floor, and finally waited for Ms. Shigeno to suck them up with a vacuum cleaner. "

"Go check the vacuum cleaner quickly."

"Yes."

"Wait for the vacuum cleaner dust bag to be thrown away as combustible garbage, and Mr. Funamoto can take it out without stepping out of the house. ”

“That’s right. After the worker collects it, tell him that he can stop and wait until his foot is healed. Then he can go to the garbage to take the pearls back and restore them to their original state, and then hire another worker to pawn them. ”

Because the wife’s name is on the buckle of the chain, it will feel very much like the intruder sold it after finding it. But where is the evidence? You don’t have any evidence, right?”

“It’s just fingerprints.”

“There are Mr. Funamoto’s fingerprints on those pearls? They are a couple, of course it’s possible.”

“No, I’m not talking about the pearls. In order to prevent his body or clothes from being detected as having a gunpowder reaction, Mr. Funamoto used something to isolate himself and pulled the trigger. I saw it stuck on the wheel. I finally thought of the onion on the spoon."

"Onion? What does this have to do with onion?"

"The onion there means that it was originally standing on the finger. Mr. Funamoto didn't realize at the time that the thing he was wearing on his hand was stained with onion. Yes, it was a kitchen rubber glove. Mr. Funamoto put on the kitchen rubber glove he had stolen in advance and killed his wife. After breakfast the next day, he secretly put it back when he asked Ms. Shigeno to check why his wife didn't come down. "

"Officer, the vacuum cleanerI really found it there."

"Ask the forensic personnel to come and take a look at the rubber gloves in the kitchen."

"Yes."

"What Mr. Funamoto didn't expect was that Ms. Shigeno didn't go to the kitchen to cook after the incident, so you just said you wanted to eat what she cooked, right? It was to ask Ms. Shigeno to wear the rubber gloves to wash things, so that Mr. Funamoto's fingerprints on the inside of the gloves would be worn off, and when washing things, the gunpowder on the surface when firing the gun could also be washed off. Mr. Funamoto, if I said anything wrong, please give me more advice."

"Sir! It's not true, say it's not true."

"Have you heard of something called party obsession? In the past half month, I didn't realize that my wife actually held a party hosted by her every week before I took leave because of my injury. The money she spent accumulated again and again, and she ended up owing several debts. I never thought she would be so excessive. As a wife and a mother, her attitude is really unforgivable. "

Just then, a voice came from the door: "I'm back, Dad. What's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Otherwise, let's throw beans to cheer you up? Mom in heaven will be very happy to do this."

"Let me think, Toushi, I think Dad should be driven out for the time being, because I am the evil ghost who sends your beloved to a distant place."

On the way back, Xiaolan mentioned that the little boy said that a woman asked him about the car accident and said something to him in English. Conan listened and suddenly realized that the English sentence the little boy said was the catchphrase of Absinthe: "asecretmakesawomanwoman. "Secrets make women more feminine."

But after knowing the relationship between Minghui and Absinthe, he was not too worried, because if she wanted to tell the organization, Conan would know that her identity was exposed.

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