Vermouth

Hyuga Matsuba raised an eyebrow. "I think someone was deliberately trying to smear someone else, but I didn't expect that person to actually use their own life as the price. That's rather ruthless."

Conan didn't know what to say. There was indeed some logic to it. After something like this happened, the first person everyone would suspect would definitely be the owner of the house.

"Now that we've solved this case, that person is truly despicable." Mori Kogoro clenched his fists.

"Since everything has been confirmed, we'll finish recording the statements and leave." The police were preparing to depart as well.

"But I think you've forgotten to take one more person with you," Hyuga Matsuba suddenly said.

"What?"

"Uncle, don't forget the case we received earlier. Someone said they were being watched. I think that was probably Miss Yuko."

"That's right." Yuko offered no explanation.

So the woman was taken away by the police as well. However, what she had done was not especially serious, so she probably would not spend long in prison.

"I never expected something so terrifying to happen in your home. You probably won't want to live here anymore. Why not stay at our place for the time being?" Mori Kogoro truly had no shame.

"But we don't have any extra room at home." Ran frowned.

"This is easy to handle. Conan, that kid, can let her sleep with me." Mori Kogoro patted his chest.

Conan looked thoroughly disgusted. He definitely didn't want that arrangement.

"Don't worry about me. I have somewhere else to stay."

"Ah... all right." Mori Kogoro was terribly disappointed.

"It's all your fault, you little brat." Mori Kogoro began taking his anger out on Conan.

Conan looked unhappy. How had he suddenly become the punching bag?

"How can you treat a child