Fated Friendship

Sleeping Heiji Deduction Show?

"Who could have done this?" the maid cried out in horror.

"It's the host," Mouri said firmly, "He's faked his death and is now killing us one by one. He's the one who attacked Fujisawa-san with an ice-pick and escaped form the broken window."

"Damn!" Fujisawa-san cursed, "Why did the host come after me?"

'That," Heiji agreed, 'is a good question. Why are these particular people being attacked? First, the host, then Oki-han and now, Fujisawa-han. They certainly have to have some kind of connection...'

"And to think," Fujisawa-san continued, "I helped him publish that book!"

'Book?' Heiji wondered, 'Now which book are they talkin' about? There are already too many involved in tha' case,'

"Book?" Mouri inquired.

"It's a Sherlock Holmes book that the host published at his own expense," the man explained, "the title was 'The Scorn of Irene Adler'."

'Irene Adler?' Conan blinked, 'That is odd...does this mean what I think it means...?'

Heiji was tired of this, 'This case has too many ties to Holmes. And what's that book gotta do with all this now? Can the book be the motive? I wonder...'

"Ran," Mouri told his daughter, moving towards the window, "come, we're going after the host."

"You're wasting your time," Heiji told them harshly, "You can search outside all you want, but you won't find the culprit."

"What?"

"Take a good look at this chair," Heiji pointed out a chair from where it was placed at the table closest to the window, "it's oddly positioned because it's been squeezed into such a small space. That's proof that the culprit hurriedly pushed the chair in, after breaking the window."

"You're right!" Conan chirped cheerfully.

'Damn!' Heiji's eyes widened, 'This kid again! I forget about him for a moment and he surprises me again!'

"Look," Conan pointed out, "there are glass fragments embedded in it! The culprit must have used this chair!"

"But," Mouri tried to reason, "all that means is that the culprit tried to use the chair,"

"Ahou!" Heiji growled, "If you're trying to flee outside, why bother putting the chair back in?"

Mouri looked quite disgruntled at being told this by a kid, but he stayed quiet and listened.

"When the culprit broke the window," Heiji continued, "he probably held the chair with his bare hands. He wanted wipe his finger-prints off, but it was too dark. To hide the fact that he used the chair, he put it back. When the lights came back, he wiped off his prints while everyone was paying attention to Fujisawa-han's injury."

"W-when the lights came on?" Kawatsu-san repeated in bewilderment.

"Wait a moment!" Toda-san realized, "We are the only ones who were here when the lights came back!"

"That's right," Heiji nodded, "Now do you realise that the host is not the culprit? The host is dead and the culprit is one of us!"

Heiji's declaration was met with silence.

"Maid-san," Mouri said at last, "why did you say it was the fuse going out when the blackout occurred?"

"Ah, that was because a there was a sudden spark when I tried to plug in the coffee maker,"