The Mumu Police Department asked around, but didn't seem to get any useful clues.
He had no choice but to focus back on the most suspicious guy from five years ago: "That person who came into the study and scolded your husband, please provide some clues. At least, at least his age and his accent,
You should have some impression."
"This..." Mrs. Masakage had to think hard, "He has a standard Tokyo accent, and, uh, then he seems to be wearing a hat, and his hair is black. He should be young. In addition... he is also wearing sunglasses,
He had a very thick beard, so I couldn't see clearly what he looked like."
Mumu Police Department: "..." He did ask for clues, but it sounded like the other party had deliberately disguised himself, such as a beard, hat, and sunglasses... Once these things were taken off, it would be impossible to recognize him.
He sighed: "So tonight, was the magic notebook left by your husband stolen?"
Mrs. Zhengying was in a state of complete ignorance: "I only know that there is such a book, but I don't know where it is. I haven't read the books left by my husband, so..."
Mumu Police Department: "..."
If the wife hadn't been old, he would have really wanted to investigate her as the murderer first - how could someone live in such a haze, with such big things happening around them, but still not understand anything.
"Then there must be photos." Maya Hashimoto watched for a moment and decided to pretend to work hard so that the adult could see that he was not paddling, but seriously acting as Watson beside Jiang Xia:
"When friends come to visit, they usually take photos together. If you have a photo album, you can take it out and look at it - if the person who came to visit five years ago has been here before, we may be able to get clues from the album."
Mrs. Zhengying sighed: "Well, the photo album is in my husband's study - this room next to it."
When the Megure Police Department solved a case, he never singled out his younger brothers. When Maya Hashimoto suggested checking the photo album, he obeyed and opened the door of the room next to him.
Then he even opened the door and trapped himself and others in an extremely narrow corridor.
Mumu Police Department: "..."
He closed the door in embarrassment, walked around to the other side of the door axis, and opened the door again: "Why is the corridor so narrow? It's not even as wide as a door..."
"Sorry, sorry." Mrs. Zhengying said helplessly, "My husband likes spacious rooms, the wider the better. Once the room is expanded, the corridor will be occupied, so the final layout became like this."
The group of people walked through the door, entered the study, and looked through the photo album left by Mr. Zhengying.
One photo album after another was brought out by Mrs. Zhengying, gradually forming a small mountain on the table.
Officer Takagi was stunned: "So many." This, how long will this investigation last...
While feeling miserable, he could only hold his notepad and sit next to Mrs. Zhengying, watching her flip through the photo album page by page, looking for the suspicious man from five years ago.
…
The FBI is working overtime, and so are the police. On such a busy night, of course some members of the organization cannot escape the same fate.
Gin had just finished dealing with a leaker. He kicked the body into the ditch, wiped the blood from his hands and sat back in the car. As soon as he sat down, a message from an eyeliner suddenly came on his mobile phone.
——At Xinghe Tongwu Magic Show Theater, the police arrested one person and conducted a search related to illegal transactions.
"Xinghe Tongwu Magic Show Theater..."
Gin is not interested in magic, nor is he interested in Xinghe Dougo, but he knows that this is the transaction site where vodka has been reported tonight.
——It was a foolproof secret deal that was agreed upon. As soon as the vodka was put in the front, the back was searched by the police?
"Sure enough, he is still the same one who can mess up everything." Gin snorted coldly, but despite being dissatisfied, he felt a little more relaxed: If Vodka goes out for a trip, he will be watertight and flawless when he comes back.
His eyes are innocent and he never makes mistakes when doing things... but that makes people feel creepy.
However... the extent of the mess this time was not as high as before.
Gin glanced at the content sent by the eyeliner. After confirming that the vodka and the transaction partner were not exposed, and they were not the ones who were arrested, he nodded slightly with satisfaction.
Of course, what should be beaten should still be beaten. If you can escape the police search this time, it may not be possible next time.
Gin opened his mailbox and was about to send a message to Vodka. However, at this moment, his phone buzzed and an email popped up first.
...made with vodka.
When I clicked on it, I saw that the entire article was filled with another familiar code name, as well as Vodka’s bloody and tearful accusation against someone and his gratitude for escaping from the clutches of the devil in time.
Gin: "..."
"Vodka really wants to get rid of Uzo from the bottom of his heart, rather than trying to resist and welcome him. I won't be wrong about this."
Gin lit a cigarette and thought in the rising smoke: "But while thinking so, he still unconsciously chose the place where Uzo was... Hehe, let him go out alone to practice for a while, and sure enough it didn't happen.
wrong."
…
In the villa of Mr. Zhengying’s family.
Jiang Xia rubbed his nose and felt that the tip of his nose was itchy: "..." It was strange that someone was scolding him behind his back again.
I hope that when that person curses, he will lose a trace of murderous intent, and then good luck will come to him.
While thinking about it, Jiang Xia flipped through the photo album.
Suddenly a small hand came from sideways and pressed down a page. Conan said in surprise: "This is it!"
Jiang Xia came back to her senses, looked down, and saw a gorgeously colored photo - the protagonist of the photo was an elderly magician. At this time, he was standing in a narrow corridor, reaching out to signal behind him.
A few meters behind him, at the end of the narrow corridor, was a Christmas tree decorated with beautiful lights.
Maya Hashimoto quietly took a look and hissed: "..." This, the place where this tree is, isn't it exactly where the corpse was lying upside down? - Could this be the magician's wife just now?
The so-called "Christmas tree magic"?
Conan noticed someone behind him and suddenly recovered from the surprise of finding a clue.
After being stiff for a moment, he sighed with an innocent childish voice: "These magics are so beautiful! This villa is indeed just like the lady said, there are mechanisms everywhere - Huh? What is that?"
After hearing this, Maya Hashimoto wanted to turn back, but she was worried that this kid would take the opportunity to plot against her. But if she didn't turn back, she was also worried that there would be real danger behind her...
Finally, he took a step across, guarding his front and back at the same time, using a somewhat weird posture, turning his head like a crab.
