Conan’s Mouri Kogoro

Conan picked up the shard on the side with a handkerchief and said, "Uncle Mori, the inside of this shard seems to be stained with gold dust."

When Yuan Shan and Ye saw the fragment, they recalled what they heard when they woke up while dozing off last night.

"Hey, are there fragments on this charred corpse?"

"I remember hearing my father and Uncle Pingzang talk in the car last night. There was a fragment on the charred corpse found on Shuhong Road thirteen years ago, and there was also a piece of the charred corpse found on the abandoned Shuhong Road in the East a while ago. A piece of the same piece, and now this charred corpse also has a piece of it, which is too weird!"

"I still remember the number eight hundred and forty-eight outside the fragment."

"Originally, my father planned to tell Uncle Maori about this case last night. He wanted to know what Uncle Maori thinks of the great detective, but he failed in the competition and seemed to have forgotten."

Hattori Heiji and Conan reacted at the same time, and several members of the tour group who were familiar with the history of Toyota Hideyoshi's fortune also reacted.

This ceramic fragment, stained with gold powder, is in the shape of a gourd in the scroll, and the three are connected in series.

Little Loli Huiyuan glanced at the scroll with her pale blue eyes, and said, "This treasure should not be the Qiancheng scoop called the Golden King by Toyota Hideyoshi."

Everyone looked at this little loli with surprise, and it was hard to believe that she knew such remote knowledge.

The Qiancheng scoop is a large staff that Toyotomi Hideyoshi stands in front of the horse. Every time he wins a battle, he hangs a gourd full of gold on the wooden staff, and a thousand pieces are hung on it. , the King of Gold.

Judging from the size of the gourd and the current gold price, the gold inscriptions on the 1,000-piece gourd are worth 67 billion yen, equivalent to 300 to 400 million yuan, but with historical significance, the value may be higher.

Such a huge wealth, no wonder these treasure hunters are still reluctant to let go after more than ten years!

However, the thousand-fold scoop, which the Japanese valued very much, was not worth a beat for Kogoro Mouri. Compared to his net worth, it was only a drop in the bucket.

His net worth is a real wealthy country. In the previous world, a Tencent company had a market value of trillions of yuan.

And Maori Kogoro relies on the system to exchange high-tech companies that are ahead of this generation, and then create a high-tech company based on this.

Each has amazing potential, invading various fields in Japan and the whole world.

Although the development time is too short, the market value of each company is not too high, it is only a market value of hundreds of billions of yuan.

But the combination of dozens of companies, Maori Kogoro's net worth is also going straight to the order of ten trillion yuan.

And it is still growing every moment, and it can exceed the accumulation of the Suzuki family for hundreds of years at any time.

Maori Kogoro, who has a net worth of nearly 10 trillion yuan, naturally looks down on this thousand-fold scoop, which is worth 300 to 400 million yuan.

Even if this is already a huge fortune in the eyes of ordinary people.

Therefore, the efficiency of burning, killing and looting in ancient times is too low, too primitive, and too rough!

In modern times, it is only necessary to open a company to accumulate wealth, which is something that the ancients could not grab for a lifetime.

Mouri Kogoro picked up Huiyuan and glanced at Conan contemptuously: "It's still my little Ai who is smart, and even knows such indifferent knowledge, Conan, you should be less naughty in the future, learn more from Xiao Ai, and watch more. Just order a book."

Conan blushed with embarrassment: I'm low-key, who said I didn't know!

This can only be roared in Conan's mind.

However, there was a flash of excitement in the eyes of Hattori Heiji on the side: "Eight hundred and forty-eight, it is indeed a number in one thousand, so it is possible that a thousand scoops are real!"

"From the deceased thirteen years ago, the deceased that Minister Yuan Shan said, and the deceased now, all three of them have this pottery piece on them."

"Perhaps the three of them all wanted the treasure, but they were killed by another person who wanted to swallow the treasure alone. If you say that..."

Hattori Heiji gave Otaki Goro a wink.

Otaki Goro quickly understood what he meant, turned to the tour group, and said, "If you and the deceased are members of the same travel agency, then our police need to routinely question you, that's okay! "

The four nodded, but the bald old man among them said, "It's alright to ask a routine question, but police officer, we just didn't eat lunch to find Kato, and we're so hungry now! Can we go back and finish our lunch? Come again?"

The shoehorn-faced man also said, "It just rained suddenly, and now my clothes are soaked through, I want to go back to my residence and change into a set of clothes before coming over, okay?"

Middle-aged women wearing glasses also echoed.

Seeing that the four of them all made such requests, and the deceased who covered the ground with cloth could not determine whether it was suicide or homicide, in desperation, Officer Otaki could only agree to their request.

The four members of the Warring States-themed tour group left with their umbrellas.

Mouri Kogoro felt disappointed when he saw this. This Otaki Goro was just a corpse, and he didn't have the courage to be a police officer at all, so he let him go so easily.

0283 Milk Hot Springs

According to memory, people will die later.

However, these guys are not good people. They committed crimes thirteen years ago for the treasure, and Kogoro Mouri didn't plan to pay attention to them.

Yuan Shan and Ye turned their heads over their heads: "Uncle, are we going to the next location? Today you finally came to Osaka, but you have to try the special experience in Osaka!"

Yuan Shan and Ye stared at Mouri Kogoro with big amber eyes. It was a hard meeting, and she didn't want to hang out with her sweetheart at the crime scene.

Xiaolan also didn't want to stay with the corpse, and her big eyes were also looking at Kogoro Mouri.

The little loli in Kogoro Mouri's arms said, "I heard that the milk hot spring is only available in Osaka, and it is very good for the skin."

Conan complained: "Is such a small girl so stinky?"

In front of Mouri Kogoro, he complained about the fact that Huiyuan was the electric light in the ditch - courting death!

Soon Conan squatted on the ground holding the three big red envelopes on his head, tears streaming down without knowing it: Why can't I control my mouth!

However, Hattori Heiji had a serious look on his face: "Hei, there is a murder case here, how can you leave so quickly without finding out the truth!"

He Ye's face suddenly turned cold: "I was talking to Uncle Maori, but I didn't talk to you. If you want to investigate the case, continue to investigate. What's up with me!"

Hearing this, Hattori Heiji's face was stunned.

"Besides, I've already found a helper. If Uncle Mori is responsible for any case, it doesn't mean that the Osaka police are too incompetent. It's too outrageous to ask others to do this and that when they come from far away from Tokyo. !"

Toyama Ginjiro, who walked over with an umbrella on the side, heard blood spurting out of his heart, how could his daughter stab the Osaka police!

However, Yuanshan Yinshilang was also aroused!

It’s okay to lose to Kogoro Maori in the competition yesterday. Today, he has to ask others to take action in solving the case, so he is considered a criminal minister in vain!

Toyama Yinshiro immediately said, "That's right, Detective Mouri, let me be responsible for the case here. You can take a good vacation when you come to Osaka, and don't worry about these bad things."

While speaking, he glanced at Yuan Shan and Ye: "Otherwise, in the eyes of the little girl, my father is about to become an incompetent representative."

Yuan Shan and Ye suddenly became indifferent: "Dad, how can I be like this!"

Mouri Kogoro said, "Minister Yuanshan, why did you come here?"

He smiled with Ye Zhanyan: "I just sent a text message to ask my father to come over. After all, my father was in charge of the scorched corpse case. Of course, I have to tell him about the same deceased. Besides, the Metropolitan Police Department headquarters is not far away. "