After Ye Gengyi finished speaking, he put Conan back on the ground, turned around and looked again at Hattori Heiji, who was standing there waiting for the news, and then took out his mobile phone and started looking for a certain file.
In fact, even after coming, he didn't object to the two detectives being enthusiastic.
But at the very least, the goal and direction must be clear first. If you run into the yard now just to confirm whether the little boy's testimony is correct, there is no need at all.
"...Brother Gengyi, did you take a picture of something?" Conan stepped on his feet, but he was not tall enough to see the screen of his phone.
"Recording?" Hattori Heiji leaned over. He found that Ye Gengyi's mobile phone interface was very different from his own, so he couldn't help but ask.
"Don't worry, I'm skipping the part you can't listen to." Ye Gengyi said.
Of course, for those who really can't listen, even if you give these two guys your mobile phone, they won't be able to hear it...
Fast forward the progress bar of the recording file to 7:09, which corresponds to the time before the call between Mouri Kogoro and Maori Lan.
But what came out of the loudspeaker at this time was the voice of Zhu Jiaoming who had just returned home: "Dear, you are back..."
"Listen, I'll go to the car to see if there are any biscuits or other food..."
Ye Geng handed the phone to the two detectives who were craning their necks, turned and left.
"oh..."
Hattori Heiji took it, squatted down without hesitation, and listened with Conan.
"Well, Ryoko, I met a rather stubborn guest today..."
Zhu Jiaoming's voice paused, "Oh? Meet me, you're already here."
"Yes, Ming." The Feng Shui master met my husband and said, "I was just enjoying the coffee your wife made..."
"Then I'll go to the toilet first," Zhu Jiaoming said, "Please Ryoko, please go and warm up the engine of the car outside..."
"No, if you want to drink, you have to walk..."
There was a hint of anger in Ryoko Zhukaku's tone: "If we accidentally get into a traffic accident, we'll be in trouble."
"I know, then Liangzi, do you want to go with us?" Zhu Jiaoming asked.
"No, I don't know how to drink. You and your college classmates haven't seen each other for a long time, so you should have a good drink."
Ryoko Morokaku smiled and said: "Besides, I also want to watch the football match broadcast live in the middle of the night, so I have to take a nap now."
"Really...what a pity..."
Hearing this, Conan couldn't help but look up and glanced at Hattori Heiji. Then the hostess of this house was sleeping when the fire broke out, so she couldn't escape.
The recording continued to play, but probably because Zhujiao Ming was worried about being at home, Zhujiao Liangzi and the Feng Shui master did not communicate verbally.
The progress bar is still scrolling...
Until it comes to the time corresponding to 7:20.
A strange 'swish' sound suddenly came from the loudspeaker.
At first, the two detectives thought it was just the noise of electricity, but they soon realized it.
Wait a minute, that sound just now sounded like... someone pouring water on the ground.
No, it’s not water!
It's kerosene!
7:20.
Instead of the 7:30 offered by the little boy.
What is going on?
At that time, although there was the interference of Uncle Maori's phone call, if some strange person sneaked into the yard, they would not have noticed it!
Since several people also left after Zhu Jiaoming and the Feng Shui master went out, this recording ended to the end.
"Quick, let's go back and listen again!" Conan looked serious and quickly urged the black guy holding the phone.
"Huh? But..." Hattori Heiji was startled.
Looking at the completely unfamiliar operation interface, it is a bit difficult to get started.
Looking behind him, Ye Geng had no idea where he was going.
"What are you waiting for, Hattori..." Conan was anxious and grabbed the phone.
However, when he saw clearly the strange options corresponding to the buttons, he was confused...
"this..."
"It's definitely not a mobile phone we can use." Hattori Heiji continued.
"Nonsense..." Conan scratched his head and said with some uncertainty, "But the back button should be the same."
"You can click and try." Hattori Heiji spread his hands, indicating that he did not have the right to operate.
"hehe..."
Conan sneered, saying that the dwarves had nothing to fear, and at the same time pressed a certain button on his phone.
Then, the phone screen flashed.
The volume of the speaker suddenly reached full volume, and while the two detectives were at a loss, the recording file also jumped to the beginning of the playback position.
The progress bar continues to scroll.
"It's out, it's out!" Conan was excited, completely unaware of the possible impact of his operation.
A certain black man blinked, and such a picture suddenly popped into his mind.
He lowered his voice: "That... Kudo..."
"What are you doing?" Conan held his phone and was studying how to fast forward the progress bar.
"Tell me... Brother Gengyi was in the car at that time, how did he know that Ryoko Morokaku and that Feng Shui master were... having an affair..."
After all, he was a high school student. When he said those two words, whether it was the light of the fire or the restlessness of hormones, a rare blush appeared under his dark skin.
"Ah?" Hearing this, Conan also realized the seriousness of the problem.
His pupils gradually contracted, and then a chaotic gasping sound came from the loudspeaker:
"Um..."
"It's annoying, it can't work there..."
"What does it matter, um..."
"Elegant Butterfly..."
"..."
Conan and Hattori Heiji's pupils suddenly shrank.
This style of painting suddenly feels a little wrong...
"Idiot! What on earth are you two bastards doing at the fire scene!"
Mouri Kogoro, who was closer to them, roared and rushed over, raised his fist and gave each of them a blow.
As early as when Conan shouted "Come out, come out", a certain tool man cast an unkind look at the two detectives here, but what about now? How dare you watch an educational film with the loudspeaker on in a public place?
This is no longer a moral issue!
He looked around and didn't see Ye Gengyi.
However, as the patriarch of a group of four people, a certain tool felt that it was necessary to establish a correct outlook on life for these two little devils!
"The world is really going downhill!" Mouri Kogoro scolded: "If you don't control it, sooner or later, you will do something worse than this!"
"No, we didn't, don't talk nonsense..."
The two detectives waved their hands.
But the content being played on the loudspeaker of the mobile phone has made their sophistry seem particularly pale.
The attention of more onlookers was still on the fire in front of them.
However, those who were relatively close, such as the mother of the little boy before, were glaring at this side with disgust, then covering her son's ears with her hands and walking away.
"Heiji-nii, wait here! I'm going to find Saraichi-nii!" Conan blushed with embarrassment, put the phone in his arms, and ran towards the 4-chome intersection without looking back.
Maori Kogoro:"???"
What do you think you are?
Air!
Forget about this scumbag and brat, but when did their relationship with Geng Yi get so good that they would share this kind of video together even if they were scolded?
