Edogawa Conan didn't know that his identity was suspected again because of his outstanding performance.
He is still expressing himself very actively.
"I don't think the murderer is Mr. Nishino. Is Mr. Nishino allergic to feathers?" he said curiously.
At the same time, he thought about the other party's previous behavior of running away as soon as he entered Mao Lilan's room, and confirmed his reasoning.
Because there was an injured pigeon in Mao Lilan's room at that time, and Mr. Nishino did not forget to cover his nose when he ran away in a hurry.
"Yes, that's true. How do you know?" Mr. Nishino nodded doubtfully.
"Because... Mr. Nishino, you didn't go into Mr. Hankawa's room. When everyone went to look, you were the only one standing outside covering your mouth and nose. And you were also in Sister Xiaolan's room before..." Edogawa Conan
Analyzing it as a matter of course.
"The pillow in Mr. Samukawa's room was scratched and the down was scattered on the floor. Mr. Nishino simply cannot accept such an environment." He said with a firm tone.
Atobe Keigo and Akashi Seijuro glanced at Tsushima Shuji.
Shuji Tsushima also understood their eyes.
They are saying that if Edogawa Conan continues like this, sooner or later he will be exposed.
It doesn't matter if this kind of analysis is left to Mouri Kogoro. Since you want to hide your identity from Mouri Kogoro, you shouldn't leak such obvious flaws.
Tsushima Shuji shrugged and said he was helpless.
Although he has been reminded before, the other party will still enter a state of total selflessness when a case occurs. He often forgets his identity as Edogawa Conan and thinks that he is still Kudo Shinichi.
But it's not a big problem.
Anyway, I didn't intend to kill the other party.
It doesn't really matter if you expose your identity or not.
After all, it is a precious experimental subject.
Because of his feather allergy, Mr. Nishino was not suspected of being a murderer.
In this case, the question before them becomes, who is the murderer?
Or rather...
Who is Shi Kaobing?
A group of police officers began to investigate, and Shuji Tsushima and others returned to the entertainment room.
This time, the people playing cards became Hitachiin's twins and Hōkyō Yasu King Taman.
The group drinking at the bar became four people.
Keigo Atobe, Seijuro Akashi, Toru Amuro and Mu Midorikawa.
The people playing table tennis became Shuji Tsushima and Rensaburo Shiratori.
"Speaking of which, Kaitou Kid was hit in the right eye. If he was not dead, there should be a wound, right? Officer Takagi happened to have a wound at that location. Could it be that he is actually Kaitou Kid in disguise?" Tsushima
Xiuji leaned forward, hooked his lips and hit the white ball at the same time. The surrounding balls immediately scattered in all directions and rolled into the net bag.
Seeing this, he straightened up again, walked over to a hand, and handed the turn to Shiratori Rensaburo.
"It is indeed possible. Officer Megure should be notified to take custody of the other party." Shiratori Rensaburo said coldly and happily.
"But I am a loyal fan of Kaitou Kidd. Shikaobing actually hurt him. I was very angry, so I decided to kill Shikaobing and avenge my idol." Tsujima Shuji looked at the graceful Shiratori Rensaburo.
Decisive billiards skills said.
"Cough——" Shiratori Rensaburo couldn't help coughing.
Well... that doesn't have to be the case.
Kuroba Kaito, who wears the skin of Shiratori Renzaburo, has a complicated heart.
Although I knew that Tsushima had definitely seen through his identity and said these words in jest.
But he was still a little moved and... worried inside.
Although I know you value me very much, don't go astray casually, you guy!
If it were Kuroba Kaito himself, he would have been shouting on Tsushima Shuji's shoulders, but he was now using the identity of Shiratori Rensaburo, so he could only remain calm.
"Does this have nothing to do with me as a police officer?" Shiratori Rensaburo asked coldly.
There is a certain attitude that if you say anything again, I will arrest you, a future criminal.
"It should be no problem, after all, I haven't done anything yet, right?" Shuji Tsushima smiled.
"Yes." Shiratori Rensaburo remained cold and arrogant.
Until Tsushima Shuji put down his cue and walked towards the deserted corner, Shiratori Rensaburo looked at the others and saw that no one was staring at them, so he also put down his cue and walked towards the corner.
"What do you want to ask me?" The young man with black hair and wild eyes stood in a dark corner, looking at him casually.
"Is there something wrong with that brat named Edogawa Conan?" Kuroba Kaito, wearing the skin of Shiratori Rensaburo, asked simply and neatly.
He saw the other party's reasoning posture with his own eyes, plus the other party was always the first one to find him...
This makes it difficult for Kuroba Kaito to treat the opponent as an ordinary elementary school student.
"Do you want to know? Please call me Brother Tsushima and I'll tell you~" the black-haired and wild-eyed boy said with a wicked smile.
"You should call me brother!" Kuroba Kaito complained.
Could you please be a little polite to someone who is three years older than you?
"You don't want to hide your identity for him, right? You actually choose to hide me for him?" Kuroba Kaito covered his heart with an expression that was unacceptable.
His eyes were full of meanings like 'I was the one who came first' and 'Who is your good brother?'
"...The way you look like Officer Shiratori is a bit...disgusting...vomiting..." Shuji Tsushima turned his head to the side and pretended to make a sound of retching.
Kuroba Kaito:......
Can you cooperate with my performance?
"For the sake of your disgusting performance, Tsushima-nii will tell you mercifully." Tsushima Shuji waved his hand with a charitable expression on his face.
"...I really appreciate you..." Kuroba Kaito said dryly.
"You're welcome, you're welcome." Osamu Tsushima said confidently.
"Edogawa Conan is Kudo Shinichi. You are looking for clues about Uncle Touichi, and he is looking for clues about the organization that made him become what he is now. So, to a certain extent, you are still very similar.
"Yes." Tsushima Shuji chuckled.
"Huh? How do I resemble the detective?" Kuroba Kaito said somewhat unconvinced.
"If the phantom thief is a skilled artist, then the detective only follows the phantom thief and nitpicks, and is nothing more than a critic at best." He once again expressed his views on the phantom thief and the detective.
"It's really similar. Kudo Shinichi... you can say he looks exactly the same as Kaito." Tsushima Shuji said with emotion on his face.
"Huh???" Kuroba Kaito's brain was loaded and went into a shutdown state.
"Look, are they exactly the same?" Shuji Tsushima took out his mobile phone, searched for news about Kudo Shinichi, and then zoomed in on Kudo Shinichi's face for Kuroba Kaito to see.
Kuroba Kaito watched, and his eyes gradually became subtle.
Dad, he...
You shouldn't have done anything to feel sorry for your mother, right?