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Keisuke narrowed his eyes and observed the scene in front of him.
Conan's condition was completely different from before.
It was the first time he had spoken so much, and also the first time his emotions had nearly spiraled out of control in front of Keisuke.
"Kudo..."
Hattori Heiji, standing beside him, was also a little stunned.
He even forgot to hide his name as Conan.
"I see."
The corners of Keisuke Kumiko's lips curled slightly.
This was the conviction that this child had always firmly believed in.
Very well, he had now thoroughly grasped the shield's weakness.
I must say, Conan's words, filled with personal emotions, were quite compelling. If ordinary people heard them, they might be moved.
But unfortunately, this trick would have no effect on people like Keisuke.
So, Keisuke used his usual mocking tone.
"And then? You feel sorry for those who were murdered, so you work hard to find the culprit and, with your moralistic reasoning, determine that the person you've identified is the criminal in this case, right?"
"Yes, is there a problem?"
Conan looked straight into Kumiko's eyes.
Keisuke lifted the corner of his mouth. "Then, have you ever considered this? If your deduction about the culprit is wrong, wouldn't that mean a good person would be falsely accused? That people would go to jail for nothing? At that point, what would become of the so-called justice you uphold?"
Conan was taken aback.
The question Keisuke asked was very simple.
But he had never thought about it before.
—Impossible! There's nothing wrong with my reasoning!
—Conan waved his hand and said firmly.
—Because there is only one truth!
—Ah, it's that classic phrase again.
Keisuke looked at him with a smile.
"What an arrogant and ridiculous child you are! You think you're righteous, constantly saying you want to maintain order, yet you place your values above real order and stubbornly refuse to admit your mistakes... I can responsibly say that children like you are the most annoying I have ever met in my life."
"You are also the most annoying person I have ever met in my life," Conan said coldly.
"If you kill someone, you should atone for your sins instead of evading responsibility. I will never understand people like you who defend murderers."
"Haha, a child who knows nothing about the law keeps talking about atonement. That's the best joke I've heard lately."
Keisuke Kumiko chuckled.
"Do you know what a crime is? Anyone is innocent until proven guilty in court. Crimes shouldn't be judged by you, but by the court, by the judicial system that represents order."
Kumiko extended a finger and waved it gently in front of Conan.
"Remember, you can't represent any order. You can only represent yourself. Your 'truth' means nothing in the eyes of the law."
"..."
Conan didn't speak.
He gave Keisuke Kumiko a long look.
"Hattori, let's go."
He shook his head and walked toward the door.
Hattori Heiji was stunned for a moment, then quickly caught up with him.
"Aren't we here to convince that older sister to take the initiative to admit her guilt?"
"It's useless, that guy is here."
"What are you afraid of? There's no one around, I'll beat him up!"
"Don't do anything stupid. Do you want someone like me to sue you?"
"Uh..."
Hattori Heiji scratched his scalp, then suddenly remembered that Conan had been sued by Keisuke some time ago.
At that time, Conan suffered a huge loss and was scolded by Kogoro Mouri for a long time after returning home.
If Ran hadn't been there to protect him, he might have been thrown out and sent back to his parents.
"Damn, that bastard lawyer..."
Hattori Heiji muttered, turning his head to look at Keisuke behind him.
The other party still had that signature smile on his face, which truly deserved a beating.
Hattori Heiji gritted his teeth. He couldn't be like Conan. If he really got sued, his father, Hattori Heizo, would punish him severely. After all, once this matter went public, it would affect the reputation of the Osaka Prefectural Police.
After the two left, Keisuke shrugged.
"Those two bastards, I told you they never do anything serious. I just don't understand, what kind of brain would one need to spend all day persuading people to go to jail?"
"Well, honestly, I think what Conan just said is quite true."
Nanatsuki Koshimizu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.
Keisuke turned his head and looked at her. "Miss Koshimizu, you're not thinking of switching sides now, are you?"
"Not at all, Mr. Kumiko, you're overthinking it." Koshimizu Nanatsuki smiled. "I simply agree with what Conan just said about life. After all, I'm also a detective. But I never said I would give up on the defense."
"I'm glad to hear that."
Keisuke nodded.
Then, Keisuke Kumiko discussed the afternoon trial with her.
Keisuke Kumiko told her to follow his instructions so he could help her get rid of the charges as much as possible.
After the discussion, Keisuke Kumiko left the detention center and returned to his office.
At that moment, in the office, Ai was still lying on the sofa, looking drowsy.
"Now that you're a child, do you sleep like one?"
Keisuke Kumiko raised an eyebrow, stepped forward, and pulled off the blanket.
"Give me back the blanket!"
Ai looked at him blankly, snatched it back, and wrapped herself in it again.
"It's your fault. I work late every day. What's wrong with sleeping a little longer in the morning?"
Kumiko rolled his eyes. "How is that my fault? Clearly, you haven't been working lately and stayed up late scrolling on your phone."
"Oh, can't I make up for the sleep I lost from working late last time?"
"How dare you say that?"
"I learned it from a shameless person like you."
After saying that, Ai ignored Kumiko, lay down, and went back to sleep.
Kumiko shook his head.
Forget it, Ai couldn't go to court anyway, so she could stay.
Besides, she couldn't be outside all the time.
Especially in places like courts, where there were many reporters, various video and photography equipment.
If she were accidentally photographed, which happened quite often, it would attract the attention of the Black Organization, which would be bad.
Thinking about this, Keisuke Kumiko stopped paying attention to her and started organizing his documents, preparing for the afternoon trial.
Soon, noon arrived.
After lunch, checking the time, Keisuke packed his briefcase, dressed elegantly, and got ready to head to the Tokyo District Court for the case.
"There are red bean paste buns and hot rice on the table. If you're hungry, get up and eat."
Before leaving, Keisuke Kumiko reminded her.
Ai was still sleeping on the sofa. She didn't say anything, but stretched out her arm and waved her hand to show she understood.
"Seriously? I clearly hired an employee, but how did I end up as a babysitter?"
Keisuke Kumiko muttered, then left the office.
(End of this chapter)