After Conan left, Okino didn't stay outside for too long. He returned to the house again after blowing the wind, waiting patiently for Conan to look for clues.

However, another accident occurred during this period. While Okino and others were staying at the crime scene on the seventh floor, gunfire came from downstairs! This gunshot scared everyone, including Officer Megure.

He jumped, and then hurried downstairs to confirm the situation, but unexpectedly found Miss Satomi, the secretary of the deceased Mr. Nanjo, slumped on the ground holding her head in fear.

"What's wrong with Miss Satomi? What happened just now!" Uncle Maori helped Miss Satomi up without hesitation and asked with a serious face.

"Just now, a shot was fired at me from within the Death Formation, and then, he ran away in that direction."

"What! Officer Megu!" The uncle looked back at Officer Megu, and the two exchanged glances. Officer Megu immediately made the decision to send the police to chase him.

Conan, on the other hand, looked at the frightened Miss Satomi with a strange expression, and suddenly a bold idea came to his mind.

Subsequently, Officer Megure and his team checked the office of the secretary, Miss Satomi, and found no trace of the murderer and no suspicious items such as pistols. Just like that, nearly half an hour passed and the team came to the deceased Nanjo again.

The office where Mr. Sir died, and here Conan finally found the decisive evidence.

Afterwards, Conan found Okino without stopping.

"Okino, you are right. Mr. Nanjo's death time was indeed at 21:59 pm, but I think you probably said that after seeing this." As he said that, Conan put a bunch of paper in his hand.

The fax was handed over.

"Isn't this the fax? What's wrong? Is there something wrong with it?" Okino had already seen this thing and found nothing wrong with it.

Conan, on the other hand, was very angry at Okino's "ignorance".

"Humph, you must have known for a long time that the real time of the deceased's death is hidden in this fax."

"Uh...what are you talking about? I don't know anything." Okino was a little confused and his mind was full of questions.

Seeing that Okino's expression didn't seem to be fake, Conan also hesitated, "You really... don't know?"

Hearing this, Okino twitched the corner of his mouth, resisting the urge to slap you in the face, and said one word at a time: "Should I know!"

Noticing the blazing black flames behind Okino, Conan immediately gave in without hesitation.

"Um...ahem, it seems I made a mistake, sorry."

"Huh, that's pretty much it. Tell me, is there anything wrong with this fax? I've looked at it a few times before and it seems like there's nothing special about it." Okino didn't stop moving, flipping through page after page.

"You'll find out when you scroll down."

"Tch, you are trying to make things mysterious. Can't you detectives just tell the truth straightforwardly?"

"Haha~" In response to Okino's complaints, Conan did not hesitate to use his unique trick of staring with dead eyes.

Active ability: Causes strong dissatisfaction in the person being stared at, but cannot fight back.

When the ability was activated, Okino was indeed unhappy, but he had no choice but to flip through the fax in his hand page by page, until he suddenly stopped at a certain page.

"This is it!" Okino raised his eyebrows and subconsciously glanced at the proud-looking Conan kid beside him. At this moment, he completely understood the true meaning of what the other party said before.

The fax on this page was actually stained with some splattered blood, and the time in the upper left corner showed exactly 21:59. At this moment, the truth finally came out.

"I see. It seems that I should have checked this document carefully at that time. It was my negligence."

"Hmph~"

Okino admitted his mistake generously, and Conan also raised his little head proudly.

"Then who is the murderer?" After returning the fax, Okino Shi continued to ask.

"It's Miss Satomi, the secretary."

"Looking at your appearance, I must have found the evidence."

"certainly."

"Well, you go and solve it quickly. Solve it and go home early. Counting this case, I have a total of two reports to write on hand. It's really annoying."

"By the way, can you please stop going out all the time? Nothing good will happen if you go out."

Listening to Okino's merciless complaints and resentment against himself, Conan immediately counterattacked unhappily: "Okino, I've said it many times, I'm not a Shinigami!"

"Really? Then why is there another murder this time?" Okino glanced at Conan with a half-smile.

"Me!" Conan blushed, turned his eyes and saw the uncle not far away, and threw the pot directly. There was no doubt about his proficiency that this boy did this often.

"It's the uncle, it's definitely the uncle! This time it's clearly the uncle's fault. The reason why the uncle was able to come to the premiere of the movie this time was also because of the invitation from Mr. Nanjo's wife. So the source of the crime is all

Uncle, yes, that’s right!”

"Uh...you're such an idiot and you won't bear it." Okino was speechless.

"Haha, he has to bear the blame if he doesn't."

"..."

Finally, with the help of Conan, the uncle transformed into the sleeping Kogoro Mori and once again solved the case perfectly.

A few days later....

"Huh... It's finally finished. It's really not easy." Looking at several complete files in front of me, a sense of pride suddenly arose.

"Thanks a lot."

"Really, I think we should quickly find someone who is responsible for copywriting. I am almost bored to death facing these things every day." The previous arson case, plus Mr. Nanjo's death two days ago, happened again during this period.

A small case was solved, and a man committed suicide by jumping off a building. The copywriting of these three cases was all done by Okino. This caused Okino to write copywriting in the office all day for the past two days, without even having time to go out to rest.

I've been looking sad all day.

"Haha, what's going on here? You'll get used to it after a while." Uncle Demi showed a comeback expression and said with a smile, but in Okino's opinion, this smile was more of 'schadenfreude'.

"Emmmm...Why do I feel that if time passes, I will become dull."

"Ahem, what kind of theory is this? What are you thinking about all day long?"

"It's nothing. By the way, Uncle Demi, please help me read the copywriting and see if there is anything that is not written rigorously. I will make changes then."

"Ok, no problem."

"By the way, what would Uncle Demi want to eat for lunch?"

"The cafeteria is great. Why don't you order a takeaway? I remember a new noodle shop opened downstairs. It seems to be called Ichiraku Ramen. I heard that the taste of that shop is pretty good."

"What, Ichiraku Ramen!" After hearing these four words, Okino lost his composure immediately.

"What's wrong, is there something wrong with this Ichiraku Ramen?"

"Um...ahem, anyway, let's go to this noodle shop later." At this moment, Okino Shi suddenly felt that the world was a bit chaotic. Why was Ichiraku Ramen coming out? Or was this just an ordinary restaurant?

The ramen shop.

"Okay, wait for me."

"OK."

ten minutes later...

"Um, Uncle Tomi, is this the ramen shop you're talking about?" Okino's mouth twitched when he saw the small shop in front of him. This was just an ordinary ramen shop.

"Yeah, what's wrong? I've felt something's wrong with you since just now. Is there something wrong with this noodle shop?"

"It's okay, it's okay. It's getting late. Let's go in and have some noodles."

"You are so strange."
Chapter completed!