"Is that really the meal ordered by the three of them?" Hattori Heiji looked at the food on the table curiously.

"Well, Mr. Kogoro just confirmed with the waiter, so it's not wrong." He Ye said: "The one I'm eating is curry rice, the one I'm eating is salty ramen, and Xiaolan eats Mapo tofu set meal."

"Where is Keiki?" Hattori asked subconsciously.

However, Conan's eyes moved and hurriedly said, "Is this really what they eat?"

Hattori Heiji was stunned for a moment, then began to think.

Kogoro Maori said, "That's right, but to be more precise, the two people who eat curry rice and salted ramen ordered coffee or cakes before having a meal. The man who ordered Mapo tofu originally ordered a fruit plate for dessert after the meal, but later he suddenly said he wanted to cancel it."

After hearing this, Conan finally showed a confident smile on his lips.

And when he was in the dark of reasoning, he did not notice the gaze from Shiraki Masun. After seeing Conan showing a confident expression, she also smiled imperceptibly.

As she thought, the winner had already been decided.

At the same time, Andre looked at her deeply. It would be fine. He thought that this sense of familiarity had indeed been seen somewhere before.

Chen Xun was having a meal with peace of mind. This meal was a treat from Kogoro Mouri, so even Conan and Hattori Heiji relaxed their appetites, making Kogoro Mouri, who had just hiccupped, feel sad and unable to eat it.

After a while, Officer Chiba called and said that the identity of the victim had been found out.

Takagi took out the small notebook recorded and said seriously: "He works as a temporary employee in a construction company in Saitama Prefecture named Kengo Shibamiya. Last week, the president of the construction company in Saitama Prefecture had a drug murder case. It is said that Mr. Shibamiya was the first person to discover the body.

After returning to the company after lunch with his colleagues, he found that the president had been killed and the poison was killed. The same thing used for poisoning was to apply a candy ball of cyanate poison. There were almost no traces of messing up in the room, only the cash in the safe was stolen.

Everyone in the company knows that the president likes to eat candy balls and will hide alone in the office to count the banknotes in the safe during lunch. Therefore, the police in Saitama Prefecture are following the clues from the relevant personnel of the company to track down the murderer."

Officer Memu thought to himself, "So that's it. If the murderer had heard Mr. Chai Gong mention the president's personal hobbies and daily life habits, it would be very likely to use this to commit a crime."

Takagi said: "In addition, the president is said to be meeting a new employee on the day of the incident."

"If Mr. Shibaumu and the murderer were childhood sweethearts, it might be Mr. Shibaumu who introduced him to the president, right?" Officer Memu guessed.

"So, is the hometown of the victim Mr. Shibaimura indeed the Kansai area?" Andrey asked.

"Yes, he usually tells his friends that he is a native Osaka native." Takagi Suk said: "But he has been around forty years old, and maybe even his name is fake."

Officer Megumi nodded, “In other words, judging from age, do the three suspects over there meet this range?”

As he was talking, he saw the black-skinned boy from Osaka put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the suspects impatiently.

"We already know that one of you three is the murderer." Hattori Heiji was confident and forgiving, "Since you are a Kansai, you must admit it openly!"

"Heiji, you're so messy." He Ye grabbed him, "Why are you so anxious?"

"Of course I'm anxious, because this time my progress has finally taken the lead. If the case is not solved quickly, that kid may take advantage of it first." Hattori Heiji touched his forehead, obviously feeling a little anxious.

And at this moment, Conan's owed voice came into his ears, "Oh? Do you already know who the murderer is, Brother Xinyi."

Hattori Heiji's eyes widened and he looked over in surprise.

"Then I'll tell you what you think." Conan held his cell phone and nodded seriously, as if there was a Kudo Shinichi on the other side of the phone explaining the case to him.

Chen Xing didn't have to perform with him this time, and he was happy to relax. The fruit plates and desserts on the table became his entertainment.

"Did the phone call from the detective boy?" asked Kogoro Mouri.

"Yes." As soon as Conan nodded, Ran Mori hurried over, "Conan, let me talk to him about the phone."

"Sorry, I've hung up." Conan forced a smile.

Sera Matsuru walked over and seemed curious: "So what did Kudo tell you just now?"

Conan looked at the other two who were also nervously paying attention to the other side, and smiled faintly: "Although the three uncles who were suspected of all said that they were native to Tokyo, there was actually one person who concealed the fact that he was from Kansai, and this person was the murderer."

As soon as he finished speaking, Officer Meguchi said excitedly: "Brother Kudo has a good idea!"

Conan was about to say a few polite words, but suddenly a man came over in front of him. Hattori Heiji said with his hips: "Wait a moment, you are a Tokyo native, how could you know about our Kansai?"

"But that's not what I said." Conan smiled innocently, "It was Brother Shinichi who told me that he said that he could hit a goodbye and reverse the home run."

Hattori Heiji's eyes twitched. This brat obviously doesn't understand baseball, but he dares to talk nonsense. The most annoying thing is this kid's dual identity. This is how Kudo Shinichi used to blame?

"By the way, Brother Xinyi said just now that he would ask the people from this family restaurant to help us make something." Conan said.

"Something?" Takagi asked in confusion.

Conan nodded with a smile, "I heard that it is a magical magic dish that can tell whether it is a Kansai people by just drinking it."

Under the curiosity of everyone, Miso soup was brought to the three suspects.

"This should be miso soup?"

"Do we really want to drink this thing?"

"If I just taste it, I'll still drink it."

The three of them had different attitudes, but without exception, they all had obvious resistance on their faces when they looked at the steaming bowl of dishes.

"You have to drink all the whole bowl in one breath," Conan said.

The three suspects looked embarrassed.

Conan looked at everyone with a smile, "Chenxun, Hattori, I have prepared a bowl for each of you by the way, so you can drink and have a look."

"How could we use this kind of thing to find out who the murderer is?" Hattori Heiji curled his lips, but he chose to trust his good brother, picked up the bowl and took a sip.
Chapter completed!