"He was here at nine o'clock this morning, right?" Conan asked.
"Yes, he borrowed two painting albums from me before and said that he wanted to find creative inspiration from the painting albums." Suda Izumi walked to the desk and reached out and patted the two painting albums on the table. "Last night he
I called and said that the album would be delivered at nine o'clock this morning, and he came here this morning with the album."
"Are you sure he came at nine o'clock in the morning?" Conan asked again.
"The police have asked this question before. I have also told the police. In the morning, Dongdongpa arrived here with a bag with a collection of paintings and a cake that I like to eat. He greeted me warmly. I don't know what to do.
In response to him, when he saw that I didn't speak, he asked him if he had made a mistake about the agreed time." Suda Izumi looked up at the wall clock on the wall at the door, "I looked at the time on the clock at that time, and it was indeed nine o'clock in the morning.
, the same thing he said on the phone last night, so I invited him in!"
Haihara Ai took out her mobile phone and checked the time displayed on the clock. "It is now 1:50 pm. The time on that clock is correct."
Chi Feichi also looked at the clock on the wall, "How long has Mr. Dongdongpa been here?"
"Actually, I don't know when he left. After I invited him into the house, I ate the cake he brought and chatted with him. Maybe I got up too early today, and I felt more and more sleepy.
, I became more and more sleepy, and I fell asleep before I knew it." Izumi Suda walked to the bed covered only with sheets, "I usually sleep here, and when I feel sleepy, I fall down and rest. It was the same this morning.
, when the police came to see me before, I had just woken up! Hahaha!"
"Where's that cake?" Conan was used to Suda Izumi's nervous laughter and looked around, "Have you finished eating it?"
"Of course, I tried my best to eat it all before falling asleep!" Suda Izumi looked at Conan seriously and said, "So if you want to eat cake, you'd better ask your brother to buy you one.
!”
Conan did not explain why he asked about the cake, but asked, "What about the box containing the cake? Did you throw it away?"
"Well... I remember that I didn't throw away the cake box, but I didn't see the box after I woke up. I thought maybe when Dongdongpa left, he helped me take the box out and throw it away," Suda Izumi
He turned around and looked around, then lowered his head and said to Conan, "I have really finished the cake. Even if you find the box, there is no cake left to eat!"
"I understand," Conan didn't want to get entangled with Suda Izumi on this matter, so he responded with a black line, then asked another question, "Suda-sensei, did you sleep here last night?"
"Yeah, actually I sleep here every night...I don't usually leave this studio. I go to bed when I'm sleepy, call to order food when I'm hungry, and spend the rest of the time painting here," Izumi Suda laughed again.
He started to think, "I am the kind of person who is out of touch with society, hahaha!"
Conan noticed that the smile on Suda Izumi's face was innocent and happy, not self-deprecating at all, so he reluctantly smiled along.
Is this a characteristic of an artist?
But Mr. Suda is almost seventy years old. As long as the problem is not serious, there is no need to go to a psychiatrist to find a doctor, right?
After giving up the idea of recommending a psychiatrist to Izumi Suda, Conan asked again, "Then do you close the doors and windows when you sleep?"
"I won't close it at all, because I have nothing to steal here," Suda Izumi laughed happily again, "Hahaha..."
After almost asking the questions, Chi Feichi took Haibara Ai and Conan to say goodbye to Suda Izumi. After walking out of Suda's studio, he helped Suda Izumi, who was sitting in front of the easel, close the door.
Haiyuan Ai followed Chi Feichi to the roadside, "Brother Feichi, is Teacher Suda's mental state normal?"
"I'm not sure," Chi Feichi said, "Sometimes artists are similar to scientists who are obsessed with research, and their personalities may be a little weird."
"So, the doctor's character is quite normal. There doesn't seem to be anything weird..." Conan smiled and quickly asked, "Brother Chi, shall we go find friends of Mr. Wanbo's colleagues next?"
Chi Feichi took out his mobile phone and looked through the messages, "That person works in a small steel ball shop nearby. Mr. Wan Bo said that the other person was willing to provide us with clues, and asked Mr. Wan Bo to send me his contact information. I
Give him a call first..."
…
Five minutes later, Chi Feichi and the other three found a young man wearing a bright pink coat nearby.
"I work in a newly opened small steel ball shop nearby. Because it is a new shop, there are not many customers in the shop, so the manager asked me to go to the street to distribute paper towels..."
The young man handed a pack of tissues with advertising printed on them to Chi Feichi and said with a smile, "This is the kind of tissue! The name and address of our store are printed on the package. This is how we promote the new store. You can
Get a pack of tissues and use them too!”
Seeing that the young man did not forget to work at this time, Conan smiled inwardly, looked up at the young man, and asked aloud, "Did you meet Mr. Dong Dong Pa when you were handing out tissues this morning?"
"Yes, I saw Mr. Dong Dong Pa when I was handing out tissues nearby," the young man smiled, and then frowned again, "But when I went up to talk to him, he kept saying that I had the wrong person.
I wanted to ask him for an autograph, and he pushed me. He was holding a cake in his right hand and a paper bag in his left hand. When he pushed me with his left hand, he accidentally dropped the two books in the bag to the ground.
I felt like I was in trouble, so after helping him pick up the book, I stopped pestering him and he left quickly..."
"Do you still remember what time it was?" Conan asked.
"Ten o'clock in the morning," the young man said with an affirmative smile, "because when he left, I checked the time with my watch. It happened to be ten o'clock in the morning. I remember it very clearly!"
"Ten o'clock..." Conan's expression became serious, "Are you sure the time on your watch is correct?"
"It's definitely not wrong," the young man said with a smile, squatting down and pulling up his sleeves to let Conan look at his watch. "My watch was a gift from a friend this year. This watch has been with me for more than half a year.
The time has not missed even a minute!”
Conan looked at the watch that was running normally and relaxed. He looked up at Chi Feichi. Seeing that Chi Feichi also lowered his head to look at him, he couldn't help but smile on his face, "It seems the truth has been revealed!"
"But there is still the most critical step before the finish line." Chi Feichi looked at Conan and said.
"What?" The young man stood up in surprise, "Is the information I provided important?"
"It is indeed very important," Chi Feichi raised his eyes and looked at the young man, "I will call the police and they may need to collect your fingerprints."
The young man looked down at his hands, looking even more surprised, "My, my fingerprints?"
"Don't be nervous," Conan smiled at the young man, "I just ask you to provide help as a witness!"