# Chapter 1079: This Fellow Just Didn't Have a Clue!
"Is there a problem?" Mori Kogoro looked at Chi Feichei with a puzzled expression. "Everyone is different. Some people just like to cry. That's not an illness, is it?"
Chi Feichei didn't address Mori Kogoro's misunderstanding. "When I was getting the bartending tools, I secretly checked. The bottle with the 'Kimura' sign on it should have water inside."
He had originally intended to pretend he didn't know and observe Mori Kogoro's reaction more, but if Mori Kogoro's mind was truly as clear as a mirror, he would definitely see through his deliberate hiding clues and suspect he was intentionally testing him, making future tests more difficult.
Staying steady and not being suspected meant there would be plenty of opportunities to probe deeper later.
Moreover, Conan was also investigating, and his progress wouldn't be much slower than his. Once Conan figured it out, he would still knock him out with an anesthesia needle. Regardless of whether Mori Kogoro was intentionally pretending to be confused, he wouldn't be able to probe it out.
Weighing the pros and cons, it was safer to be frank.
"There's water inside?" Mori Kogoro frowned. "That's impossible, right? That's liquor saved for guests..."
Chi Feichei didn't remind him again, waiting for Mori Kogoro to figure it out himself.
Liquor is water = The person Kimura likely doesn't exist.
As for his observation of the wine cabinet and refrigerator, he wouldn't mention it. He would keep some details.
Mori Kogoro walked towards the street corner, rubbing his chin in thought. "You suspect Mr. Inoue is the criminal who attacked me? If that's the case, then Kimura might just be someone he fabricated? What about the evidence that he's the criminal?"
"None at the moment," Chi Feichei said.
"Then that's that, isn't it?" Mori Kogoro thought for a bit, then said seriously, "Since we can't confirm that Kimura doesn't exist, we can't lower our guard because of this. Otherwise, it's possible that Mr. Kimura could lose his life!"
Chi Feichei didn't respond.
There was a simple method: find a way to check if Mr. Inoue had a scar similar to a burn on his right elbow.
If there was a scar, then he was the criminal.
If there was no scar, he should still be suspected.
Scars could be faked.
The weather wasn't hot recently, and everyone was still wearing coats or thin sweaters. However, the criminal's scar was seen by a student witness living nearby and by Mori Kogoro, who chased after the truck. This indicates that the criminal had been rolling up his sleeve, possibly intentionally throwing out the 'scar' clue to disrupt the police investigation.
In short, Mr. Inoue definitely has a problem.
"How about this, I'll come over again tomorrow and try to see if Mr. Inoue has a scar on his right elbow. You don't need to follow, to avoid alarming him," Mori Kogoro stopped at the street corner. "Alright, hurry back!"
Chi Feichei walked in the direction of Beika Town. "I'll go to Beika Town first, it's on the way."
"It's closer to Beihu Town here, what kind of 'on the way' is that?"
"I'll hand you over to Ran before going back..."
"Hey, hey, I'm not a kid like Conan who makes people worry!"
"...To prove that I didn't abandon you halfway and run away."
Mori Kogoro: "..."
That makes a lot of sense. He believed it.
...
The two people walked all the way to Beika Town.
Mori Kogoro said they couldn't take a taxi. If they were attacked in the car, it would be hard to run away, and it would also endanger the driver.
Chi Feichei agreed and followed him through the streets and alleys.
On a main road with considerable traffic, the Porsche 356A followed the flow of cars.
Vodka looked out the car window boredly and suddenly caught sight of two people on the sidewalk. "Huh? Boss, I think I saw Raki and Wayne Walkerly."
The car speed didn't slow down. Gin glanced in the rearview mirror at the sidewalk behind him and saw a person wearing sunglasses and a black trench coat scratch their head and laugh loudly. He decisively withdrew his line of sight. "That's Mori Kogoro."
There was something he didn't know if he should say - Vodka should go get his eyes checked.
Vodka looked at the rearview mirror until the figures of the two people turned the street corner, then said, "It does feel a bit different. Wayne Walkerly is much cooler than that famous detective! But what is Raki doing?"
"Hmph... Who knows."
...
At the Detective Agency, Mouri Ran heard the door open and proactively stepped forward to greet them.
"Father, Brother Feichi, you're back..."
Mouri Ran was stunned for a moment when she saw her old dad enter wearing a black trench coat and sunglasses, then looked at Chi Feichei next to him, who looked gentle in a sweater and whose facial features seemed much softer. "Huh?"
Conan, who was sitting on the sofa, looked up and was also stunned for a moment.
Uncle scared him!
He thought people from a certain organization had come to kill them.
It seemed he was truly allergic to black clothes. Not just Chi Feichei, but anyone wearing black clothes with an indifferent expression would make his nerves tense.
But were these two people playing style exchange?
Mori Kogoro walked to the sofa and sat down, taking off his sunglasses and resting his right hand on the sofa backrest. "Alright, I've delivered you. You should go back now, right?"
Mouri Ran was one step ahead and said to Chi Feichei at the entrance, "Brother Feichi, come in and sit for a while. If it's too late and you don't want to go back, then..."
"No need, I'm going back now."
Chi Feichei turned around and went downstairs.
Mouri Ran turned back and complained softly, "Father, really, why is your attitude so bad?"
"Uncle, did you find Mr. Kimura?" Conan asked.
"No," Mori Kogoro said dismissively in a languid tone, "Taking this kid Feichi to investigate is too troublesome. We went to a clothing store to change clothes, then took him to Lemon Bar to eat spicy cheese, he sang a song and made the boss cry, and afterwards we just went home. We didn't have time at all to investigate..."
"Huh?"
Mouri Ran closed the door, isolating the conversation inside.
Downstairs, Chi Feichei walked towards the street corner, took out his phone, looked at the email, pressed a phone number, and made a phone call.
The phone rang twice and was answered.
"Got away?" Gin asked directly.
"Just came out," Chi Feichei turned into the alley. "Wait a bit."
Gin on the other end stopped speaking. Chi Feichei also walked quietly. After confirming there was no noise during the call, he spoke out, "What's the matter?"
Gin was silent for a bit. "Is someone following you?"
"I want to confirm if I have an eavesdropping device on me," Chi Feichei said.
Having just wandered around Conan's place, he didn't want to accidentally step on something like an eavesdropping device at the entrance without being completely unaware.
Even if he avoided starting every phone call with just 'Gin', it was better not to let Conan know about any suspicious calls.
"Something happened?" Gin's indifferent tone carried a hint of teasing. "Or rather, has your famous detective teacher finally started to suspect you?"
"No, but I just came from the Detective Agency. It's better to be careful."
"Your location?"
Chi Feichei reported his location. After walking out of the small alley, he saw a Porsche 356A parked streetside in front. He walked forward, passed the car without stopping, and continued walking in the direction of Beihu Town.
It wasn't until Chi Feichei had walked a distance that Gin said on the other end of the phone call, "No one is tracking you."
Chi Feichei didn't turn around, continuing to walk forward. "Are you paranoid?"
Gin actually specially came over to help him confirm if anyone was tracking him. Was it necessary?
"I should be the one saying that," Gin said speechlessly in a cold tone. "Who was the one who first confirmed if they had an eavesdropping device on them?"
He immediately wanted to confirm if Raki had been targeted by creatures like detectives, wasn't it normal?
This fellow just didn't have a clue!
He was paranoid himself and blamed him for being paranoid.
Chi Feichei stopped in front of the glass shop window of a closed shop. He slipped the bag containing his original clothes from his left hand onto his right wrist, put his phone back to his ear, freed up his left hand, and rummaged for things in his pants pocket. "My teacher has been targeted recently. Someone wants his life. I want to take this opportunity to figure out his details..."
"Then what's the outcome?" Gin asked.
"He sensed that the other party seemed to want to create a false impression to cover up the fact that their goal was Mori Kogoro, but this is an opening that any normal person can see through, it doesn't prove anything," Chi Feichei took out a small bottle and a handkerchief. He used his left hand to twist open the bottle cap with his finger, turned his wrist, letting the liquid in the bottle pour onto the handkerchief, and then casually threw the empty bottle into the trash can by the roadside. "I plan to follow him closely these two days to see how he handles someone who wants his life and is hiding in the dark. Moreover, by following him, I can also increase the difficulty a bit for him."
"If you're so worried..."
From the rear, Gin confirmed that it was impossible for anyone to be tracking Chi Feichei. He drove away from the original place and sneered. "Wayne Walkerly resembles him. Is it possible to directly deal with the person and replace them?"
"It won't work. He's been to many nightclubs, racecourses, and game arcades. I'm not even sure how many izakaya landladies he knows now, or how many friends he plays cards and drinks with. The ones I've met by following him so far are probably less than one-fifth," Chi Feichei stood with his back to the street, looking at his face reflected in the glass shop window. He used the wet handkerchief to wipe the area around his eyes little by little. "Even if Wayne Walkerly disguised himself as having amnesia, he still has detectives and police officers he interacts with. Those people all understand him, and replacement would be easily seen through. It's better to be patient and slowly figure out what's going on with him."
"You better not get suspected, but if you do get suspected, it'll save you trouble. Just deal with it directly..."
Gin drove past Chi Feichei from behind, glancing sideways at the glass shop window. He noticed that although there were clearly no traces of disguise or makeup on Chi Feichei's face, after wiping the area around his eyes with the handkerchief, it seemed like something was wiped off, and the feeling he gave off was different from before. Thinking, he didn't slow down and drove the car directly past. "Hmph... Did you even do tricks on your face?"
"By utilizing two colors similar to skin tone but with slight differences between them, you reduce the straightness of the eye socket lines, modify the inner corner of the eye to be a bit rounder, and extend the end of the outer corner of the eye downwards, making the eye socket lines look softer," Chi Feichei put the handkerchief back, taking out the contact lenses from his eyes. He said to the other end of the phone call, "Plus transparent contact lenses with no prescription, there won't be obvious traces, but it can make someone appear harmless."
Gin seemed to be lighting a cigarette. After letting out a breath on the other end of the phone call, he said, "Can Vermouth do that?"
"I'm not sure, but if she can disguise herself as anyone, then that indicates she can do it," Chi Feichei said.
Disguise and makeup are not just about making a fake face or creating someone's facial features. If you want to disguise yourself as someone, you have to observe the details in the other party's facial features, keenly judge the feeling the other party gives off, and through adjusting, restore the feeling as well.
In addition, you also need to add acting skill, which is micro-expressions and adjusting gaze.
He had maintained the adjusted expression for most of the day today to make himself appear harmless. Maintaining it was quite hard.
Vermouth could disguise herself as Shinde Tomoaki, so she could definitely make herself look different through micro-adjustments. It was just that he shouldn't know that Vermouth had disguised herself as Shinde Tomoaki, so he should be vague and pretend he didn't know much either.
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