It was another bright morning, and Uncle Maori took Conan into the Poirot Cafe downstairs.

"Welcome to Mr. Maori, long time no see!" Azusa Tomoto greeted her brilliantly.

"It's Xiao Azusa, it's been a long time since I didn't see you. As usual, I'll give me a stewed noodles and a children's set meal for Conan." This was the first time Uncle Maori came to Poirot since the last time Azusa's brother was involved in time.

"Hi! One seafood noodles and one children's set meal."

"The last time your brother's affairs have ended, right?" Uncle Maori asked.

"Well, the blessings for you are over." Azusa Hiromoto nodded happily, and her brother cleared the suspicion. There was nothing happier than this.

"It's good that it's over. The police officers sitting in the cafe are all sharp-eyed. It's true that that kind of thing happens once." It turns out that the uncle was a little concerned about the last time he ran into an ambush and surveillance.

"This..." After hearing Uncle Maori's words, Azusa Komoto's expression was a little subtle and awkward.

"Uncle, it seems that there are still many policemen now." Conan pulled the uncle's sleeve and reminded.

"What?" The uncle looked around and saw a group of familiar police officers again.

"Hello Mr. Maori." A police officer sitting next to the uncle greeted him while he was looking at Uncle Maori.

"I remember you are...the police officer under Mizuma?" Uncle Maori asked.

"Yes, I didn't expect Mr. Maori to remember me, his surname is Kato." The person who greeted him was Kato Kumatsu.

"What's wrong with this cafe?" Uncle Maori looked around and asked carefully.

"No, it's just that the food I ate when I came to ambush and surveillance last time was very good, so we just became repeat customers." Kato Kuma Nobuki explained with a smile.

"So that's it." Uncle Maori breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly smiled evilly: "Since that's the case, as a regular here, I recommend a delicious dish for you, which is the delicious sandwich specially made by Miss Xiao Zi."

"Mr. Maori!" Azusa Hiromoto, who was standing aside, knew what level of sandwich she made, and called out in a pretense of anger.

"No? You're almost working hours now, right? You don't want to come back from night shifts, judging by how you look?" Uncle Maori asked suspiciously.

"Well... we are going out to find clues." Kato Kumatsu said a little embarrassedly, and being lazy when he went out to work.

"Hey, is the Mizuma Police Officer who is sleeping on his tummy?" Conan suddenly discovered someone he thought about recently, more frequently than Xiaolan.

"Shh!" Kato Kumashiro suddenly gestured to Conan to silence.

"What's wrong? Is the boy from Mizuma very tired?" Uncle Maori frowned. Why did he sleep in the restaurant early in the morning?

"He seemed to have stayed up late in the police department. When he saw him in the morning, he was so scary that he saw two dark circles." Kato Kumatsu said.

"Isn't it just staying up all night? At that time, we often couldn't sleep for three or two days to handle the case." Uncle Maori, as a senior, said that his back is not good now.

"The police department got off work the day before, the second half of the night." Kato Kumatsu said after thinking about it.

"It seems that the day before yesterday was the same." said Kenji Yuki, who was sitting on the other side of Kato Kuma Nobunaga.

"It seems that it was the same before? The night when Miss Xiao Zi's case was resolved..." Kato Kuma Nobu said again.

"It seems that he didn't seem to have a good rest before Miss Zi's case..." The two of them said in a crosstalk manner, saying one by one.

"Okay, it's not easy for him." Uncle Maori shook his head. He said before that he was just bragging if he didn't sleep for three or two days. In fact, this situation is rarely encountered.

"My father ran away...see the doctor..." Suddenly, Mizumatsu started talking to her sleep at this time.

"Hmm?" Uncle Maori was a little concerned about Mizumama's dream talk, and Conan also secretly raised his ears.

"Conan! Go quickly!" At this time, other members of the Youth Detective Group ran in. Today, Conan made an appointment with them to go to Arimi's house to play together.

"Shh!" Conan stopped these noisy little guys and pointed to Mizumatsu who was still sleeping, and don't wake him up.

"Oh my God! It's Officer Mizuma!" As a result, they reacted a little too much after seeing Mizumamatsu. They screamed and turned around and ran away. Yuanta grabbed Conan with great loyalty and ran out with everyone. When Conan reacted, everyone had already crossed the street.

‘I haven’t eaten yet.’ Conan was dragged away by Yuanta.

"Those kids, that's true." Uncle Maori shook his head helplessly, then frowned and listened to Mizumatsu's dream talk. The two words just now made him care a little.

"Cry...Punishment...Take...Pushesy..." Mizumatsu did not disappoint him, and continued to talk in his sleep.

"Bang!" Suddenly, Uncle Maori slapped Mizumama's table.

"Ah! What!" Mizumatsu was suddenly awakened by fear. He looked up and saw Uncle Maori's angry face, even more terrifying than the management officer of Matsumoto.

"Is there anything wrong? Mr. Maori?" Because Poirot is downstairs of the Maori Detective Office, Mizumatsu was not surprised to see Uncle Maori. It would be better to say that he would appear here just to observe whether Conan would encounter anything else next.

"I said, you boy, did you play mahjong all night last night?" Uncle Maori roared, and his saliva sprayed Mizumatsu's face.

"Ma...mahjong?" Mizumatsu opened his black circle in confusion. Last night, he was pulled out by Mikako and kept walking around the streets, just to find the three victims why they went out every Saturday, or the destination where the three people went out.

"Yes! You stayed up late last night to play mahjong! You were talking in your sleep and saying that the dealer was dancing, have you always listened? There are also cards and draws! Are you dreaming about playing mahjong?"

"Father knocked away? See the doctor?" Mizumatsu repeated blankly.

In Japanese, my father and Zhuangjia are close to each other, and the sound of the dance Hu and the sound of the birds are close to each other. They always listen to it like seeing a doctor, which caused Mizumaki and Uncle Maori to say different things, but no one noticed it.

"Yes! It's not me that I'm talking about you. I've been having a very difficult case recently, right? That person didn't seem to be the prisoner you were looking for last night. I remember the administrator said last night that the prosecution period of this case was about to pass? Why do you dare to waste your energy to play mahjong? You're losing your will?" An uncle who was a mahjong all over the world sprayed Mizuki with saliva without hesitation.

"Slow...slow!" Mizumatsu interrupted Uncle Maori: "All the mahjong terms you just said?"

"Hey? You don't know?" Uncle Maori was stunned. Was he misunderstood Mizumatsu or the reason Mizumatsu was finding for excuses?

"What do the card punishment and draw mean?" Mizumatsu asked with his eyes lit up.

Uncle Maori looked at Mizumama's expression and didn't seem to be fake. He explained to the teacher: "The punishment for card-taking is that before it's your turn to draw, you will have to pay the other three companies..."

"Is there a distinction between east, west, south and north!" Before Uncle Maori finished explaining, Mizumatsu asked again: "Is the direction clockwise?"

"There are four cards in the east, west, south, north and north. If there is a sequence, it should mean that the first round is the person sitting in the east. The order of playing cards is clockwise, and then the winner is..."

"What is the special meaning of crying people in mahjong?"

"Crying guy? It should mean someone who often listens to crying cards? You know how to cry..."

"Thank you!" Before Uncle Maori finished speaking, Mizumatsu stood up and ran out in a hurry.

"What are you doing when you are standing there? You are ready to set off!" Mizumatsu suddenly ran back and called to the police officers who were still silly.

All three dead people played mahjong! Thanks to Uncle Maori, they might have to wait until they retire to play mahjong before they can start playing mahjong. They can also think of these details of the case, and at that time the prosecution period for this case had already passed.

It is obvious that the three victims went out every Saturday night before their death and played mahjong together, while the murderer was the man sitting at the mahjong table in the north!

Back in the police car, Mizumatsu took out the map and opened it, marking out the residences of the three people based on their memory.

Next, just find the mahjong hall that is roughly in the middle of the residence of three people... Mizumatsu was stunned, and the mahjong hall was not marked on the map!

In the cafe, Uncle Maori understood the taste. It turned out that he had accidentally provided important information to Mizumatsu to solve the case.

"No, I have to find an opportunity to care about that kid's favor." Uncle Maori laughed and said to himself.

"Mr. Maori!" Mizumatsu, who was just muttered, walked back with a smile, holding a map in his hand: "Mr. Maori~ Can you ask for something?"

...

After twenty minutes, Mizumatsu, who obtained a map of "the distribution locations of all the best mahjong halls in the city", walked out of the cafe with satisfaction.

The phone rang again, and Mizumatsu was a little scared. He picked up his phone and saw that it was Conan.

"Hey? Conan, who died?" Mizumatsu asked directly.

"Uh..." Conan was choked and said in a hurry: "The deceased is the criminal psychologist Doji Hiroto! The murderer is the prisoner twenty years ago!"

"Damn!" Mizumatsu shouted: "Location! Quick!"

...

Ten minutes later, the crime scene.

"Police Department, the Transportation Department seems to have an objection." Yanji Yuki put down his cell phone and said to Mizumatsu.

"It's not that the alarm bell was not pulled, it's more important to catch the prisoner... I told people who haven't caught up yet, and I just surrounded the entire community." Shui Jianyue said indifferently.

"Hi." Yan Yumu nodded.

"But the speed of flying out of the suburbs in the city is too dangerous." Kato Kumatsu murmured in a low voice, probably the remaining police officers are still halfway.

Forensic Mori, with a pale face, stood there, shook for a while, before raising his foot toward the body and starting his autopsy work. He was not used to the excessive speed of the car.

Unconsciously, Mizumatsu felt that his decision to go out to pull the forensic doctor was very wise, and turned around and looked at the trembling young detective group.

"The first question, why are you here?" Because of staying up late and lack of sleep, Mizumatsu's face was a little pale, and the faces that looked down at the children were a little scared when they fell into the eyes of the children.

"Bu...Aumi lives here. We come to Aumi's house to play. Conan suddenly ran over and said that someone was dead." Aviya, the leader of the young detective team, stood up and said, throwing the pot to Conan casually.

"Okay, you guys go back to Arimi's house and wait. Conan leaves me to answer some questions." Mizumatsu waved his hand and told them to get out.

"Haihara also saw that person!" Conan made a quick decision to pull Ai Haihara off the water.

"Then the two of them stay, you can go quickly." Mizumatsu followed the good deeds and continued to chase people.

"Xiao Ai and I went out together. If Xiao Ai saw the murderer, I should have seen it!" Ao Mei suddenly stood up and said.

However, when dealing with these real ghosts, Mizumatsu, was not as trustworthy as the fake ghosts, and his eyes glared...

"We'll leave now!"

"Do the children run so fast nowadays? The sports meeting results of your class are quite impressive, right?" Mizumatsu asked as she looked at the children's backs.

"Haha..." Conan didn't know what to say, but suddenly remembered something and turned his head to look at Ai Haibara. As expected, Ai Haibara also had a gloomy face and did not speak.

"Haihara... Is Murakami's cold cured? You were pulled out to play?" After considering the name of Haihara Ai, Mizumatsu asked.
To be continued...