Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 2520 2524 [The Psychic You Ordered]

Thinking of the high fees, and the high school detective who generously waived the commission fee, and then thinking that the haunting ghost might be her former pen pal... Yuuki Haruna sighed sadly, and had to convince herself to be a materialist: There are no ghosts in this world, and if there are, it must be someone.

She repeated this sentence two or three times, and finally calmed down: "Perhaps someone sneaked into this house - that is, the figure we saw walking through the corridor just now was a robber who broke into the house and robbed the gentleman with the guqin."

Jiang Xia nodded thoughtfully: "Although it doesn't seem like it, but to be on the safe side, let's call the police first."

Curacao glanced uneasily at the place where he hid the gun: "..."

……

Since there was no murder this time and the call was made using Ogata's home phone, the only police officers who came were from a nearby police station.

The police checked diligently and found that there seemed to be no chance of promotion, so they returned with regret: "Mr. Jiang Xia, we didn't find any traces of outsiders sneaking in - it rained a lot tonight, and it was muddy everywhere, but there were no muddy footprints in the corridor of this house, and there were no signs of criminals passing through the yard."

"In addition, this house has taken some anti-theft measures. Iron fences are installed on the walls, making it difficult to sneak in through the walls." The police officer pointed to the backyard, "But there is a big hidden danger. The back door of the yard is not locked."

Jiang Xia: "Back door?"

Mrs. Ogata cried out, and remembered something: "The lock of my back door is broken. It can be used normally at other times, but it is easy to be blown open when the wind is strong... Could it be that the criminal saw the back door open, so he suddenly got the idea and slipped in from there?"

The police officer shook his head and led them to the courtyard. He used a flashlight to scan the back door and said, "Look, there are no footprints."

"Why not? Look over there!" Suzuki Sonoko's eyes suddenly became sharp. She raised her finger and pointed at a series of winding footprints on the mud. A confident smile that a detective assistant should have appeared on her lips. "It's very clear and fresh. It looks like they just stepped on it not long ago. The murderer must not have run far!"

"Of course it's new." The police officer followed her gaze and was silent for a moment. "I stepped on it when I was checking just now. I can't just float over to check."

Suzuki Sonoko: "..."

The confident high school girl lost her temper as if she had been stabbed by a needle. She said weakly, "But, but if no one had invaded, how could we have seen such a strange figure just now?"

She raised her hand and pointed to the corridor of the Japanese-style house. "It's right here. We were sitting in the house just now, and there was an old lady with a cane. Uh, or it could be an old man - anyway, a hunchbacked old man with a cane whooshed from here to there. But when we opened the door, we didn't see anyone there."

The police officer followed her gaze and found that it was the end of the corridor. His eyes suddenly lit up and he guessed, "If the criminals sneaked into this house before the rain and have been hiding until now, then it makes sense!"

Jiang Xia shook his head: "I was in that room before and didn't see anyone come in. But your speculation makes sense - if that's the case, it's necessary to go to each room to check the situation."

As he spoke, he stepped onto the corridor and naturally opened the door on the other side: "Which room is this?"

Mr. Ogata came to his senses and said, "That's my wife and I's bedroom."

Jiang Xia looked around the room and picked up a long hairpin from the door. "So, when your eldest son was attacked, you and your wife were in this bedroom preparing to rest?"

"Not really." Mr. Ogata scratched his head. "My family went to bed late, and my wife, Shiro and I were all in the restaurant at the time."

Police officer: "The injured person who was hit by the piano was not with you at the time?"

Mr. Ogata nodded helplessly: "Xiao Minoru has a bad temper and often doesn't get along with his family. We are all used to him being alone."

The young police officer took notes like the officers in the first investigation section, while trying to ask the three people for their alibis at the time of the crime: "What were you doing in the restaurant during that time?"

Mrs. Ogata sighed, "I was scolded by my son in the restaurant."

"Hmm... Hmm?" The police officer was stunned. "Being scolded?"

Mrs. Ogata glanced at Yuuki Haruna next to her and said, "Yes, he said something like, 'It's a rare occasion for Grandpa's friend to visit our home, and it's really rude of you to ask too many questions.'"

"Did I say anything wrong?" Ogata's younger brother snorted, "What kind of attitude did you have during dinner? It was even worse than a police officer interrogating a criminal."

Policeman: "..." Just give an example, why use us police officers as a negative example...

But speaking of this, he suddenly became curious: "Why are you interrogating this lady?"

Jiang Xia: "Probably for a set of hand-carved stamps worth 200 million yuan."

Police officer: “Oh…” Hmm? ! ! How much is it worth?
...No, you are Mr. Jiang Xia indeed! He thought it was just an ordinary case, but he didn't expect it to involve 2 million!
This amount of money is enough to cover several kidnapping cases!

His professional enthusiasm suddenly ignited: "Where is the injured person now? If he had seen the attacker's face, solving the case would be easy."

Mr. Ogata looked at the high-spirited policeman and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "As for Xiao Min, he should be in his own room next door."

……

"The criminal who attacked me? -- Didn't I tell you that it was dark at the time and I didn't see anything before I was knocked unconscious?"

Brother Ogata answered the police's questions impatiently: "As for the stamps, the set of 2 million stamps has been lost long ago - my grandfather has a stamp album full of a bunch of random stamps, and only the set of hand-carved stamps is the most valuable.

"After he passed away, we wanted to find the stamps and sell them, but when we opened the album we found that they were gone."

The police officer was shocked: "Such an important thing was lost, why didn't you call the police?"

Brother Ogata snorted coldly: "What's the point of calling the police? Who knows if that old man is the one who stole it?"

When the police were not communicating smoothly with the Ogata family.

Jiang Xia walked through the paper door into the next room, and then walked down to the "crime scene" where the guqin was lying across.

——The structure of this house looks very simple. It is rectangular in shape and is divided into 6 rooms by paper doors that are connected to each other.

After looking at all the clues, Jiang Xia suddenly turned around.

At the end of his sight, Curacao, who was peeking over here, suddenly retracted his gaze and shrank back into the corner as if nothing had happened.

(End of this chapter)