The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand two hundred and fifty-six [closed]


Next to it, Miwako Sato poked Jiang Xia and showed him the phone interface.

After handing over the mobile phone, she felt that something was wrong - she and this high school student were meeting for the first time, so she shouldn't treat Jiang Xia like she usually did, sending any information to her as soon as she got it, and then happily waiting for the answer . But... there is a vague sense of familiarity.

Thinking of this, Miwako Sato began to hesitate whether to take the phone back. After all, this is considered the personal privacy of the Hayase family, and it seems that it should not be seen by unrelated people.

But at this time, Jiang Xia had already picked up the phone.

He glanced at the message above. It was discovered that this was "Tatsuo Hayase", that is, information about the dead husband of the owner.

Tatsuo Hayase is a bank clerk. One year ago, when he was climbing a snow mountain to take pictures, he encountered an avalanche and unfortunately disappeared.

During the time he disappeared, he was actually suspected of embezzling a huge amount of public funds and was under investigation by the police.

Therefore, some people suspect that Datsuo Hayase actually planned to fake his death in order to embezzle huge sums of money. But doubts are doubts, after all, no evidence was found.

So one year later, Hayase Datsuo was still certified as "dead"-generally missing for seven years before he was considered dead. However, if the missing person is clearly involved in certain disasters or disasters, then as long as one year passes, the status can be changed to "death".

Jiang Xia: "..." I got the detailed information so quickly and openly, the police subordinates are really easy to use, where can I get an exclusive one... There is indeed a policeman in the ghost, but it has already been brought by the dog , If you want to see the information, you can only float in and take a peek, obliterating all the ghosts.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xia couldn't help but glance at Matsuda Zhenping, feeling a little regretful.

Matsuda Jinpei pushed the sunglasses in doubt, and after a while, feeling that he understood something, he floated to Jiang Xia's side to look at the phone screen. However, after thinking for a long time, he couldn't remember who this guy named "Tatsuo Hayase" was, so he became more and more confused.

Jiang Xia: ...It's all right.

"Now it seems that Datsuo Hayase probably really encountered an avalanche, but he didn't die at that time, but lost his memory, and then started wandering." Zuo Fuji Miwako whispered to Jiang Xia, "In addition, Datsuo Hayase is an orphan and has no relatives. It is difficult to determine the identity of the homeless man through DNA comparison. Unless traces of him can be found here, but..."

She looked at the two confused cleaners at the door, and sighed helplessly.

The Megure police department is not too desperate yet, and his eyes drift to the bedroom and storage room, looking for something left by Hayase Datsuo, maybe he can extract useful clues from it.

Hayase Junxiang glanced at him, keenly aware of the helplessness of the police.

She forced the smile on her lips, showing a heavy expression: "Don't look, I have thrown away all his things a long time ago—until now, some people have accused me of embezzling public funds. I want to get out of the shadow he left me as soon as possible."

"Does the shadow left on you also include the huge amount of public funds that have not yet been found?"

Jiang Xia came back to her senses and felt that the waiting time as "Kuroba Kaito" was long enough, and she could fast-forward appropriately.

He handed the phone back to the police, and looked at Junxiang Hayase again: "If Tatsuo Hayase regains his memory and returns to modern society, he will be investigated by the police again immediately, and that sum of public funds will also be returned." It’s hard to hide. But if he dies, both you and your inheritance will be completely free.”

Hayase Junxiang snorted coldly: "This is just your guess."

Next to it, the Mumu Police Department held the mobile phone that Jiang Xia handed back, looking at the words typed on it at some unknown time, feeling a little dazed.

However, making good use of my brother's experience made him decide to follow the above statement.

He took out his pipe, lit it and took a puff.

As soon as the smoke rose, Hayase Junxiang, who was attracted by Jiang Xia, suddenly stood up and looked over angrily: "Don't smoke in other people's homes casually!"

At the same time, she stood up, angrily walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, opened the window with a clatter, to dispel the smell. She can't stand the smell of smoke.

Jiang Xia looked over from her side and saw the ginkgo leaves falling with the wind outside the window: "I heard that there was a ginkgo leaf on the sole of the corpse's feet, and on the cabinet in front of your picture frame, it seems There are traces of the smoke being extinguished."

"!?" Hayase Junxiang turned around and looked at him nervously, with a bad premonition in her heart.

And that premonition soon came true.

Jiang Xia leaned on the sofa, looked at the living room of her house, and said as if telling a story: "After Mr. Hayase was sent to the hospital, his memory unexpectedly recovered. He escaped from the hospital and hurried back home to visit this place where he had been away for a year. , A house that has completely changed. And he has always been very interested in paintings, and he has a heavy cigarette addiction, so he may have a cigarette in his mouth while looking at the paintings."

"..." Hayase Junxiang stared at him with eyes as if she had seen a ghost, her eyes were uncertain-he, how did he know so clearly? Could it be that this person was hiding nearby at that time? peep? !

Jiang Xia continued: "Judging from the glasses in the posthumous photo, he was not short-sighted, and he lost his glasses after the avalanche, so he developed a bad habit of looking at paintings—just like when he was in the gallery before. , not only getting very close, but subconsciously pinching the oil painting with your hands." He suddenly looked at the two cleaning company employees with innocent faces, "You probably didn't wipe the painting when you cleaned the living room."

The cleaning staff looked at each other and said hesitantly: "We only wiped the frame of the picture."... How could it be possible to wipe the picture directly, if it is damaged, it would not be enough to accompany the car outside.

After listening for a while, Miwako Zuoto had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly understood what Jiang Xia was going to say: "That is to say, when Mr. Hayase was looking at the painting, Mrs. Hayase ran to open the French window because she couldn't stand the smell of smoke. And when she turned around, Mr. Hayase took a closer look at the painting, and because of that uncivilized habit of looking at paintings, he printed his fingerprints on the painting?——If Mrs. Hayase didn't realize this, fingerprints are very May still stay there!"

Mumu police department stood up suddenly ~IndoMTL.com~ and looked at his subordinates: "Quickly, let the people from the forensics department come in!"

"Check the vacuum cleaner as well, and there is also a trash can." Jiang Xia looked at the police officer from the forensics department who rushed in, "Since the body was thrown out not long ago, there is still hope for the collected hair and dander. .”

“…”

Plop.

A beautiful kneeling sound.

When Mrs. Hayase confessed her grief to the police.

Jiang Xia took a look at the trash dragged out by the forensic staff, pretended to be dirty, and walked to the bathroom.

It was rare for Aoko Nakamori to see the suspect crying on his knees, so he was stunned for a moment, before he had time to stop him.

When she regained her senses, she couldn't follow up in the toilet in front of so many policemen, so she had to stay outside.


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