Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 1256 1256 [Closed Case]

Beside, Miwako Sato poked Jiang Xia and showed him the phone interface.

After handing over the mobile phone, she felt that something was wrong - it was the first time she met this high school student, so she shouldn't treat Jiang Xia like she usually did, send any information to him immediately, and then happily wait 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.

Datsuo 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 period of his disappearance, he was actually suspected of embezzling a huge amount of public funds and was being investigated 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 department is really easy to use. Where can I get an exclusive one... There is indeed a policeman in the ghost, but it has been brought by the dog. I want to see it The information can only be floated in and peeped, and the ghosts are lost.

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 okay.

"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." Miwako Sato said to Jiang Xia in a low voice, "In addition, Datsuo Hayase He is an orphan without any relatives. It is difficult to confirm 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.

Megure, the police department, is still not quite giving up, 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—up to now, someone has accused me of embezzling public funds, I just want to get out of here as soon as possible." Come out of the shadow he left me."

"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 Datsuo Hayase regains his memory and returns to modern society, he will soon be investigated by the police again, and it will be difficult to hide that sum of public funds .But if he dies, you, and your inheritance, are 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 his 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 floated up, Hayase Junxiang, who was attracted by Jiang Xia, suddenly stood up and looked over sullenly: "Don't just smoke in other people's homes!"

At the same time, she stood up, angrily walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, opened the window with a clatter, to disperse 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 there seems to be a extinguisher on the cabinet in front of your picture frame. Traces of smoke."

"!?" 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, visiting this completely A changed home. And he has always been very interested in paintings and 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 full of surprises - he, how did he know so clearly, could it be that this person was hiding nearby and peeping at that time? !

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, It's very close, and you can subconsciously pinch 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.

Miwako Sato listened for a while, and with a flash of inspiration, she 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 in her When he turned around, Mr. Hayase took a closer look at the painting, and because of his uncivilized habit of looking at paintings, did he imprint his fingerprints on the painting?——If Mrs. Hayase hadn’t noticed this, the fingerprints might still be on the painting. That!"

The Mumu Police Department stood up abruptly and looked at his subordinates: "Quickly, let the people from the forensics department come in!"

"Check the vacuum cleaner as well, and there are trash cans." Jiang Xia looked at the police officers from the forensic department who rushed in, "Since the body was thrown out not long ago, there is still hope for the collected hair and dander."

"..."

thump.

Beautiful kneeling sound.

……

When Mrs. Hayase confessed her grief to the police.

Jiang Xia glanced 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 taken aback and didn't have time to stop him.

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

(End of this chapter)