Faced with Akashi Kuanren's apology, everyone accepted it.

After Akashi Kuanren was taken away by the police, Sonoko said to Uncle Maori: "Uncle, you were really handsome just now!"

She was telling the truth.

When it comes to appearance, Uncle Maori is definitely not as good as those young and handsome guys on TV, but he has traits that young and handsome guys don’t have.

For example, the aura emitted when he was subduing Akashi Hiroshi just now.

That kind of confident aura.

Confidence is sure that Akashi Kuan people cannot resist.

Besides, the Maori uncle is actually not very good-looking, but he is not very reliable in normal times, which reduces the overall impression score.

It's still very charming when you are serious.

"I think it's very handsome, too." Xiaolan said with a smile.

If you ask Uncle Maori what he likes to hear the most, it is undoubtedly what he praises him, but what he cannot hear the most is just what he praises him.

Once he heard someone praise him, he felt a little fluttering.

Now he was a little fluttering. When he heard the praise from Yuanzi and Xiaolan, Uncle Maori pressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, nodded and said:

"Actually, I think so too."

"I feel I'm pretty good too." Yuanzi looked at Conan who was held in Xiaolan's arms, and remembered her small remarks and couldn't help laughing.

"I have also reasoned a lot of information! The Queen of Reasoning is indeed well-known, and then it will be the famous detective Suzuki Yuanko!"

"Hahaha..." Conan glanced at Yuanzi, who was a little proud, and twitched the corner of his mouth.

If it weren't for his reminder, I guess the case would have been closed by suicide, so where did the reasoning come from?

And if it weren't for his sore throat and he couldn't speak just now and could not reason with the old method, Guangyou was unwilling to serve him, and Yuanzi had no chance at all.

But let her be happy.

After all, the case has been solved.

But in this case...

"..." Conan remembered the calmness when Akihiro told them everything just now, and felt a little heavy inside.

If there were no such people as Akashi Yeshi, Akashi and his wife should have lived happily.

"What a pity..." Mitsuyu looked at the direction where Akishi Kuanren left, and said, "I think this person is pretty good."

"By the way, your teacup is very timely." Conan suddenly remembered the teacup that played a key role. He looked at Guangyou and whispered in a hoarse voice.

He knew it was Guangyou who threw it away.

And among the people present, only Guangyou has that ability.

As for the voice, he only now realized that he could speak again.

But his voice was a little hoarse, and he could only speak in a low voice now - it hurts when he loudly sounds.

Although it hurts to keep your voice softly, it is at least a little better.

"It's just a little bit of a thing." Guangyou admitted it calmly, and praised himself, "It's okay to be accurate."

He threw the teacup at it.

At that time, he saw that Akishi Kuanren was going to commit suicide, so he aimed a little, and after estimating it in his mind, he threw the teacup in his hand over.

Actually, it mainly depends on the feeling.

He felt that the distance could hit the point with such a great force, and then he threw the teacup over.

He was lucky, and the tea cup hit Akashi Kurato's wrist, creating an opportunity for Uncle Maori to subdue Akashi Kurato.

"Yes." Conan nodded in agreement when he remembered that scene. In order to reduce his speech, he responded in a nasal voice.

It is not difficult to hit Akashi Kuanren. He can do it, Xiaolan can do it, and Yuanzi can do it, and many people can do it.

But he couldn't accurately hit Akashi Kuan's wrist with just a pair of naked eyes and basically no time to aim.

It's worthy of being professional.

"Well, it seems that he is not unfamiliar yet." Guangyou was worried that he would not be able to throw it away accurately, but he told him that he was thinking too much.

Some things you learn, but they will be hard to forget after using them too much.

It is said to be a feeling, but it is actually experience. If you use it too much, you will naturally feel that way.

Estimate the distance by the eyes, calculate the strength in the mind, and then use force on the arm to perform the calculation results.

The human brain is not a computer, so there will definitely be deviations.

And even computers may have the probability of error, so it depends on luck.

No one can say that he can succeed every time.

Even those who have never failed have just experienced more, feel more accurate, have better luck, and have not encountered failure.

Fortunately, he felt very accurate today and was lucky.

Successfully prevented Akashi Kuan from committing suicide.

As for Akashi Kuanren, Mitsuyu thinks this person is OK.

It's a bit similar to him, but it's more dedicated.

And after a day of time, people are indeed OK.

Just like he said before:

Kind, helpful...

In addition, he had something in common with him, so when he saw that scene, he threw it away.

If Akishi Hiroto was the kind of person who "poor people must have something hateful", he might have sat aside and watched him continue.

"Luckily you are not unfamiliar." Conan suddenly thought of something and said with a serious expression.

"Or else, I'll 'kill'."

"Hmm? What does it mean?" Guangyou didn't react for a moment to what Conan was saying.

Compared to believing that Conan would kill people, he would rather believe that Lao Qin would help her grandma cross the road.

Looking at the puzzled Mitsuyu, Conan said seriously:

"If the prisoner commits suicide because of my reasoning and I haven't managed to stop it yet, then what's the difference between me, a detective and a prisoner?"

After saying this long paragraph, Conan quickly picked up the teacup and drank the water in the cup in one sip.

This relieves the pain in the throat that is like being stabbed by a needle.

"Okay, hasn't this stopped it?" Guangyou knew what he was thinking and waved his hand.

"Now the murderer has been arrested, and I have stopped him from committing suicide. Don't show this expression."

"Why did you finally come out for vacation? Why do you have to ask yourself so many troubles?"

He looked at Conan who drank another glass of water and reminded again:

"You'd better stop talking. You'll finally talk. Don't make yourself lose your voice again."

"The loss of voice is only temporary, but if there is any permanent damage to the throat, you will be crying at that time."

"Kwangyou, don't talk to Conan." Xiaolan reminded him when she heard the voices of the two.

"Conan, too, too. Now you have a sore throat, stop talking."

"When your throat is well, you can say whatever you want."

"Yes." Conan's heart was slightly warm, and he nodded and responded in a nasal voice.

At this moment, Shancuncao returned to the living room.

"Yamamura Police Officer, haven't you gone back?" Uncle Maori was stunned when he saw Yamamura Sho, and asked.

"My camera is still here." Yamamura Cao pointed to the camera that was placed aside and replied awkwardly.

Because that kind of thing happened just now, and the Maori uncle was not "sleeping", he forgot that there was still a camera.

Just now, he took Akishi Kuanren into the police car and was about to leave, but he remembered this incident.

"Oh, this one." Uncle Maori suddenly became a little curious about the recorded picture.

In the past, his reasoning was "sleeping", so he could not see the reasoning process.

Others praised him for being handsome when he reasoned, but how handsome was, Uncle Maori himself was also very curious.

It is obvious that he is the one who reasons, but he himself doesn't know what it looks like when he reasoned.

In the past, there were only people related to the case and the police at the scene, and no one would record his appearance when he reasoned.

This time, Yamamura Cao took a camera and recorded all the images he was inferring.

It can satisfy his curiosity.

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Chapter completed!