"So Conan, how do you want to describe this case in your letter to Mr. Holmes?"

Karasuma Saori asked Conan again.

"Well..." Conan pretended to be contemplative, then raised his hand and said, "Mr. Sherlock Holmes, this case is so bizarre. Why did Mr. Jingu, who was obviously dead, drive the car into the sea before us?"

"No, Conan, you can't say that!" Karasuma Saoraki said, "I can already imagine how Mr. Holmes will correct you."

"[Generally speaking, the more strange the matter is, the more common the inside story is revealed.] [Because unusual phenomena always provide people with some clues, but cases without any characteristics are difficult to solve.]"

Karasuma Saori held a finger up and reminded Conan.

Karasuma Saori was sitting and Conan stood, their height difference was much closer, just like two people talking side by side in front of Toshiyanren.

Hattori Heiji suddenly felt that he had heard Karasuma Saori's words somewhere.

"An unusual phenomenon?" Conan thought for a while as if distressed: "I heard the whistling sound of the air conditioner blowing, isn't this very unusual?"

"Is this unusual?" Karasuma Sauro asked back: "The weather is so stuffy, isn't it normal to turn on the air conditioner?"

Although it was raining outside at this time, there was no wind outside before it raining, making the August night particularly hot.

"But there is no trace of water when the car passes!" Conan said again.

"If you use air conditioner to cool it, it will definitely drip because of the condensation." Karasuma Sauro nodded: "Especially the seaside here, there is a lot of moisture in the air."

"Since the air conditioner is turned on and it is not refrigeration, then [eliminate everything that is impossible, even if the rest is unbelievable, that is the truth], that is to say..."

"'Mr. Jingu' turned on the warm wind!" Conan shouted in surprise.

There was a little noisy discussion among the onlookers, and they whispered.

Because summer is not over yet, when it comes to turning on the air conditioner, they think of cooling, but completely forget that there is still heating.

"Mr. Jinya is crazy?" Conan said naively: "The weather is already so hot. If you turn on the warm air, the temperature in the car will be over forty degrees, right?"

"Second." Hattori Heiji rolled his eyes and reminded Conan: "The hotel owner is dead!"

"Yes." Conan nodded pretending to be stupid: "It was the murderer who turned on the warm wind!"

Hattori Heiji sighed. He had previously suspected that such a stupid child was Shinichi Kudo, and even Yuichi Kaneya would suddenly forget that even Yuichi Kaneya had died.

Hey... Hattori Heiji vaguely grasped something, it was dead, warm wind...

"I understand, it's a timing device!" Nanako Kiyomizu suddenly interrupted, interrupting Karasuma Saora and Conan's Mancai performance: "The murderer first starts the car and hangs D gear. Then use ice to block the brakes and turn on the warm air."

"As the temperature inside the car rises, the ice melts, the brakes loosen, the car glides at low speed, and drives forward through the open garage door!" Nanako Kiyomizu said.

Karasuma Saori applauded gently: "[The first rule of criminal investigation is: you must find various possible ways to explain things, and then find ways to see if you can try to overturn it.] You made a very good guess, but my dear friend, Mr. Toshi, the criminal in this case, has been with us since 9 o'clock last night's dinner, and it took a full six and a half hours from 9 o'clock to 3:30 when Mr. Kinya fell off the cliff."

"I think no matter how big the ice is, it can't last for six and a half hours, right? Besides, the ice melts, and the bottom of the car will leak."

"This..." Nanako Kiyomizu couldn't say it.

Conan resumed the conversation again: "If I wrote to ask Sherlock Holmes, how would Mr. Holmes answer us?"

"The answer is simple." Karasuma Sauro smiled: "We just need to find one that can last more time than ice, that's..."

"It's the dead body itself!" Hattori Heiji suddenly answered, and then he glared at Karamaru Saora and Conan fiercely.

He finally realized that these two bad guys wanted to complete the final reasoning of this incident together in the form of a drama.

We were clearly investigating this incident together, and the scene that led to the murderer was also performed together. Why did you two reasoning leave me aside? Hattori Heiji asked with his indignant eyes: Your conscience is very bad!

Karasuma Saora and Conan gave him a month and a half: You are the only one here, not a Holmes fan, who else should you exclude you?

"Specifically, it's the zombie!" Hattori Heiji stared at Karasuma Saora and Conan and explained: "Usually, the zombie phenomenon of zombie will disappear forty hours after a person dies, and the zombie softens. However, when the surrounding temperature is high, this phenomenon will occur in advance. For example, at more than 35 degrees, the zombie will partially relieve the zombie after twenty-four hours."

"This is a reasonable and good guess." Karasuma Saori chuckled: "The last time we met Mr. Jinya the night before yesterday, it was around 11 o'clock. Assuming that Mr. Jinya died around 12 o'clock, it was about twenty-seven hours before today. Well, yes, [How important is the idea! Imagine what has happened and do it according to the idea, and maybe you can find the result.]"

"These..." Maria Toda suddenly spoke, and she finally noticed: "It's all what Mr. Sherlock Holmes said."

From this strange drama, Karasuma Saori was deliberately using many famous quotes from Sherlock Holmes to lay the guidelines for this reasoning.

During this book fans' tour, Karasuma Sauro did not wear that Holmes Coswear, but just an ordinary dark brown casual suit.

Originally, in the eyes of everyone, he was just an ordinary young man in his early twenties. He looked handsome and handsome, wearing a pair of monocle glasses, and was talking to the little boy beside him about the so-called manga.

But with his performance, he gradually changed in everyone's eyes and became another figure.

The man leaned lazily on the single sofa, his five fingers closed in front of him, and he thought quietly in front of the warm fireplace.

This is a bizarre and bizarre case, but in front of this man, it made him feel a little bored, and he couldn't even have the desire to take a pipe.

It's Mr. Sherlock Holmes!
Chapter completed!