Ke Xue: Shinichi and I are childhood friends.

Chapter 1179 The One-Eyed Chef’s Reasoning Show

Shengzhi Lingdai asked, "You know that too, right?"

Wakita Kanenori was stunned: "What?"

"That's it," Shengzhi Lingdai gestured with his hands. "When my wallet was stolen, I bleed on the cuffs of that person, but why is there no blood on anyone's cuffs now?"

"I see," Wakita Kanenori said with a look of sudden enlightenment, "I now know that the criminal came to this sushi restaurant just to clean up the bloodstains."

"However, I think Mr. Kogoro should have discovered this a long time ago, right?"

"Huh?" Kogoro Mouri was surprised. Did I find it?

Wakita Kanenori said with a smile, "Let's leave the puzzle solving to the professionals. Come on, please show us your wonderful reasoning as usual!"

Maori Kogoro was sweating profusely and said with a stiff face: "Actually, I still don't understand what's going on."

Wakita Kanenori showed a disappointed expression: "What? Is this the only thing left of the legendary sleeping Kogoro?"

Kogoro Mouri immediately showed an expression of dissatisfaction.

Wakita Kanenori stood up straight, crossed his arms, and said confidently, "As a chef, I know exactly how to clean up the blood."

As he spoke, he looked at Mao Lilan, then at Miyano Shiho and Curacao, and said, "Ladies, do you know why ginger is added to fried pork with ginger?"

Mao Lilan tapped her chin with her finger and thought, "Would it taste better with ginger?"

Curacao didn't say a word. One reason was that she was suddenly called out and she felt a little wary. The other reason was that she didn't know the reason.

Miyano Shiho said, "Ginger can break down protein, making the meat softer and more flavorful."

"Oh, this lady is very knowledgeable!" Wakita Kenshin looked at Miyano Shiho with some surprise.

Miyano Shiho was stared at like this and suddenly felt a chill on her back, but the feeling was fleeting and she almost thought it was an illusion.

She forced a smile and said, "Well, I figured it out naturally when I was cooking at home."

Wakita Kanenori nodded in sudden realization and said to Yuuya, "So that's how it is. She's a girlfriend who's really good at cooking. This guy is really lucky."

Yuya smiled.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm not here to listen to you discussing cooking!" Shengzhi Lingdai said angrily.

"Well, don't worry," Wakita Kanenori soothed him, then said, "What I want to say is that there is actually protein in the blood."

"Blood stains on clothes are difficult to clean because proteins are attached to the fibers of the clothes. So just drop some ginger juice on the blood stains and they can be easily washed off."

Maori Kogoro thought of something and asked tentatively: "Could it be that..."

"That's right," Wakita Kensuke nodded, a dangerous look on his face. "The guy who ordered the pickled ginger slices, the thief who stole the lottery ticket is you!"

Miyano Shiho suddenly felt the suffocating feeling coming back again. Although the feeling was fleeting, she couldn't help but grab Yuya's hand.

Yuya immediately noticed her abnormality, and glanced at Wakita Kensuke thoughtfully, then pretended to be affectionate and held Miyano Shiho in his arms.

The latter felt the warmth in his arms and breathed a sigh of relief.

Upon hearing Wakita Kensuke's accusation, Harashima Tsuneki's face changed drastically and he loudly retorted, "How could it be me!"

"Hey, hey, hey, stop quibbling!" Wakita Kanenori retorted loudly, "You just said you were going home to watch TV, right?"

"No, that's right, so what?"

Wakita Kanenori smiled and said, "But you said this after the lady arrived at the store, and it was 30: when you said this. You said you walked here, so it couldn't have taken more than minutes."

"And at that time, there were only cartoons and children's dramas on TV, so what kind of TV series were you going to watch?"

Harashima Tsuneki was silent for a moment, then, under the skeptical gazes of the others, he shouted in despair, "What I want to watch is a children's drama! Kamen Rider!"

"Fake, masked, Superman?" Wakita Kenshin was stunned for a moment and stood there in a daze.

Harashima Tsuneki blushed, as if it were too embarrassing for an adult to watch a children's play. "Is it impossible? And, although I don't understand the principle, if I wash it with ginger juice, the ginger color will remain on it, right? What's more, I ordered vinegar-pickled ginger slices, and there's vinegar! Isn't that obvious at a glance?"

He showed his sleeves, which were white and had no other color.

"Yes, that's true." Wakita Kanenori was dumbfounded. It seemed that his reasoning was wrong?

Harashima Tsuneki even took out his personal belongings, which did not contain a million in cash or any lottery tickets.

He shouted to the other two, "Hey, take out your stuff too. That way we'll know who the criminal is right away, right, uncle?"

"But, but..." Munechika Tameshige was obviously a little resistant.

"And that auntie too."

"Which eye of yours saw that I looked like an aunt?!"

Yuya narrowed his eyes and prepared to get up and solve the case.

At this moment, Mao Lilan suddenly stood up and shouted, "I know who has the lottery ticket!"

"What?" Everyone looked over in surprise.

You was also a little surprised. Could it be that Xiaolan had figured out who the criminal was?

Ran Mouri directly snatched Kogoro Mouri's wallet and took out a lottery ticket from it, explaining that Kogoro Mouri bumped into someone and accidentally put someone else's lottery ticket into his wallet.

Shengzhi Lingdai was speechless: "Really."

Kogoro Mouri shrank his neck guiltily.

A big question mark popped up above Yuya's head. Why did the development of things differ from his reasoning?

But he also understood why Kogoro Mouri was willing to order three special sushi today. It turned out that it was because he picked up a lottery ticket.

Mao Lilan walked over and returned the lottery ticket to Shengzhi Lingdai, while apologizing: "I'm very sorry."

Shengzhi Lingdai didn't say much, just got the lottery ticket back.

She took it and took a look, but showed a look of surprise: "This is not my lottery ticket. The games and odds are different. Don't mess with it!"

After saying that, he returned the lottery ticket to Mao Lilan.

"Huh?" Mao Lilan was stunned. This lottery ticket is not hers?