After a moment of surprise, Conan vaguely guessed something. He looked back and saw Mrs. Ninety-nine with a guilty look on her face, quietly gesturing towards Jiang Xia and Amuro Tohru to keep quiet.
The fake primary school student immediately understood: the family probably kept the death of Jiujiu Yuankang a secret from this child and did not tell her.
Conan: "..." Well, this is going to be troublesome. With this child here, they can't let go of the investigation and have to find a way to get him away.
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Kujiu Fumino say to him very familiarly: "Let the adults stay and talk, and you can go shopping with me - I just happen to have a lot of things to buy."
Conan: "?" Why do you classify me as a kid? I am an adult too, and I also want to investigate the case!
Seeing this strong little girl reaching out to pull someone, he suddenly became alert and swooped behind Jiang Xia, hugging the strong thigh tightly to avoid being dragged away by the enthusiastic child.
"You don't want to go... Humph, well, it just so happens that you boys don't know how to pick out clothes." Kujiu Fumino couldn't hold Conan and Jiang Xia, so he had to hug Mrs. Kujiu's arm, "Then mom
,let's go."
"This..." Mrs. Jiujiu looked embarrassed: although she always felt that her husband would not commit suicide easily, but in the face of so much evidence, this suspicion was not too serious.
The reason why she frequently took detours to the detective agency that was closed all the year round was because she subconsciously wanted to try her luck - in her original plan, she really wanted to go shopping with her children today.
But who would have expected that after going to Jiang Xia's detective agency, she would actually meet Jiang Xia, and then... things would naturally lead to the current situation.
Now that a famous detective has been invited to the house, it's hard to just leave him alone.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Jiujiu was forced to make a dove's voice: "Mom suddenly has something important to do today, how about you..."
"No!" Fumino Kuju interrupted her angrily, "You liar! We agreed to go shopping today...and dad, my birthday is coming soon, but he still has to go on a business trip abroad.
One or two of you know how to lie to me every day, I, I hate you!"
Mrs. Ninety-nine looked at her and sighed sadly.
Seeing this, Asako Miyoshi next to her leaned down and touched the child's head: "Don't cry, can you just go with me, sister? - You have seen my performance, you should know that sister is very good at matching clothes, I will help you match some
Let’s wear the most beautiful one, okay?”
Jiujiu Fumino looked at this reliable and beautiful sister and held back her tears for a second: "Okay!"
Mrs. Ninety-nine breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this. She looked at the caring female apprentice and said, "I'll trouble you then."
Miyoshi Asako pursed his lips and smiled at her, then took the little girl and left.
…
As soon as the door closed, the figure of the senior sister disappeared from the door, and Yushi Momochi suddenly muttered: "I just discovered that the pigeon magic she performed was actually my pigeons - taking other people's pigeons randomly is simply too much! She
Don’t you have your own pigeons?”
"Your pigeon lofts are very close to each other, so they probably got mixed up accidentally." Mrs. Jiujiu sighed helplessly, "It seems that the death of my husband has also been a big shock to Mazi."
Toru Amuro glanced at Yushi Momochi: "Compared to your two classmates, you don't look sad at all."
"Haha, after all, I have just started my career, and it has been more than a week since my master passed away - after such a long time, I, as an adult, should have adjusted my emotions." Yuji Momochi smiled awkwardly, "You check first, I will do it.
dinner."
With that said, he waved his hands and said goodbye to everyone, and went to the kitchen.
Conan poked his head out from behind Jiang Xia and felt a little strange: "A male apprentice is actually responsible for cooking here?"
Mrs. Ninety-nine explained: "It has nothing to do with gender. Our family has always let the latest apprentices—that is, junior brothers or junior sisters—do these chores."
Toru Amuro nodded, not surprised: most apprentices from all walks of life would help their teachers with chores, such as him and Jiang Xia... huh? Speaking of which, Jiang Xia seems to be getting more and more lazy to work.
However, this kind of task of letting younger people do odd jobs can be regarded as a traditional bad habit. If you don't want to do it, just don't do it. Anyway, the detective agency doesn't have much work.
He put away his thoughts and said to Mrs. Ninety-nine: "Let's get down to business. First, take us to the place where your husband's body is laid to have a look."
…
Jiujiu Yuankang has a generous salary and a high net worth. And he is obviously not a frugal person. The mansion at home is as grand as a maze.
Under the guidance of Mrs. Jiujiu, the group turned several sections of road and finally saw a stone step going down.
Walking along the stairs to the end, a door appeared in front of them. Jiang Xia pushed the door open and turned on the light. An extremely vast basement suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
"This is my husband's special magic room." Mrs. Jiujiu looked at this room that had been dusty for several days with nostalgia. "He usually studies magic here and improves his skills. In addition to him, the apprentices also come here occasionally.
.”
Jiang Xia looked up at the wall - on the upper part of the four walls, there were portraits hanging every 30 centimeters.
Some of the people in the photos are holding light balls, some are holding rings, some are floating in the air... One by one, they are all magicians of various kinds. A quick glance shows that there are dozens of people.
Jiang Xia: "..." If Shuichi Akai sees this room, his life will be enriched. I wonder if he will miss the job that provided him with it late at night when he is extremely busy with overtime work.
Uzo, and generously exposed a few wisps of colorless murderous aura - thinking about it, I should take a photo and share it with him.
...Unfortunately, that seems a bit deliberate, let’s wait for the FBI who likes to follow the clues to find this surprise room on his own.
Next to her, Mrs. Jiujiu saw that his eyes were still on the photo and explained considerately: "These are my husband's students."
Toru Amuro: "...?" So many? If we check this one by one...
Mrs. Ninety-nine did not notice his slightly blue face. The lady continued with a nostalgic look: "Whether they were successful in the magic or those who gave up halfway, my husband captured them all and put them here. It is a tribute to his entire magic."
A memorial to my career.”
Conan looked at the neat row of photos on the wall, and was equally shocked by the magic master's ability to recruit disciples.
Suddenly, his eyes intuitively stopped on a certain photo. After frowning for a moment, Conan asked Mrs. Ninety-nine: "Who is the magician wearing a black hat and holding a ball of fire in his hand?"