"Regrettably, Mr. Yoshiki Shinichi shows no signs of life," Officer Takagi told the family.
Despite excellent first aid, snatching someone from death was too optimistic.
In the bathroom, Inspector Megure asked Mouri Kogoro and Tsuneo, "Did you both see Mr. Shinichi's condition?"
"I was busy eating chawanmushi," Tsuneo said, shaking his head honestly.
Good thing I finished it all while it was hot.
Inspector Megure: …
Uncle Mouri: …
Conan ignored him, already used to it.
"His head was tilted this way," Uncle Mouri recounted the bathroom scene.
"It does look like an accident," Megure said, crouching by the tub, nodding.
Mr. Shinichi likely got electrocuted using the razor, causing the blackout.
Everyone was in the kitchen then. The grandmother was upstairs, and reaching the bathroom meant passing the kitchen.
It seemed like an accident.
"Inspector, look here. Shaving in front of this mirror, the razor's extension cord would rest right on the tub's edge," Takagi said, holding the razor inside the tub, turning to Megure.
"Exactly," Megure agreed, more convinced it was an accident.
Conan, sensing something off, took a deep breath and shouted beside Takagi.
Startled, Takagi slipped in the tub, barefoot, clutching the razor, and fell backward, hitting his head.
Ran rushed in, scooping up Conan to leave. "Why are you causing trouble again?"
Leave now, or you'll feel your father's iron fist!
Tsuneo leaned over, looking at Takagi with a bump on his head, mimicking Conan's tone: "Oh? Uncle Shinichi was facing the mirror, shaving, right? If electrocuted, wouldn't he fall straight back like this?"
"It doesn't match the scene, does it?"
Silence.
Even Takagi, wincing in pain, stared at Tsuneo.
Mr. Tsuneo, you have this side to you?
Conan: …
Did this guy get high on chawanmushi?
Stealing my lines?
"That's what you meant, right?" Tsuneo patted Conan's head.
Just say it—why yell and scare me?
"Mm," Conan nodded, still in Ran's arms.
"Could this case…" Megure felt a spark of doubt.
His subordinate's fall in the tub was quite convincing.
"It's simple," Uncle Mouri said, removing his shoes and socks.
Taking the razor from Takagi, he stood before the mirror, demonstrating how the unnatural posture occurred.
"Mr. Shinichi, shaving, noticed the cord about to fall into the tub. He hurriedly pulled it aside but accidentally dropped it in."
"Then, the current hit, he turned, and collapsed in the tub."
"That's it!" Mouri sat in the tub, mimicking the pose, nodding to the group.
Clap, clap, clap! Tsuneo applauded the "sleeping detective."
Well done, idol!
Conan stared at Mouri with dead-fish eyes.
Quite the performance.
Turning a flaw I spotted into such a vivid act…
And Inspector Megure, why are you nodding?
Ridiculous.
"Brother Tsuneo, what do you think?" Megure asked for his opinion.
"Mouri's right," Tsuneo nodded firmly.
Though the chance of this happening is three out of ten.
The comedy? Full marks!
Especially mimicking the electrocution—like a startled cat. Perfect!
Conan shot Tsuneo a side-eye.
You're spouting nonsense too…
"Uncle, stop playing with that!" Conan suddenly shouted, pointing at the razor in Mouri's hand. "That's key evidence!"
Mouri, smug until now, retorted, "I'm not playing, just holding it!"
Is this kid crazy?
I'm a professional—I used a handkerchief to hold it!
"What about you, Officer Takagi?" Conan turned, pointing at the bewildered Takagi.
"I just held it, did nothing," Takagi said, rubbing his head, shaking it.
"Then the forensics guy?" Conan asked.
"I only took a photo," the middle-aged officer with glasses, holding the cord, said, confused.
Conan looked at Tsuneo, thoughtful. "Could it be Brother Tsuneo?"
"Who'd pull such a prank?"
"What are you talking about?!" Mouri's temper flared, roaring.
"I think he means this," Tsuneo said, pointing to the razor's switch.
Dealing with a kid pretending to be a kid is exhausting.
"The switch?" Mouri noticed it was in the OFF position.
That's… odd.
Plugging it in, Mouri flipped the switch.
Buzz~~~
The razor's motor hummed.
Impressive waterproofing.
"When you found the body, was the razor running?" Megure asked, his face growing serious.
He hadn't heard it since entering the bathroom.
"No," Mouri shook his head, frowning.
"Maybe someone didn't want someone to hear the razor," Conan said with a knowing look.
"Who didn't want who to hear?" Mouri demanded, hands on hips.
Conan flashed an innocent smile. "How would I know?"
"But maybe Brother Tsuneo knows something!"
"Brother Tsuneo?" Megure and the others turned to him.
(Chapter End)
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