Mouri Kogoro: "..." A man of such age doesn't want to learn to drive! No wonder he can take advantage of all your father's overseas markets.
Jiang Xia poked him and looked at the housekeeper aside.
"!" Mouri Kogoro was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized, he asked the housekeeper, "You and the deceased usually go out to go down the mountain. It is impossible to walk down such a long mountain road with two legs - you must have other cars at home.
Bar."
"Yes, yes," the steward said helplessly, "but the master's car broke down at the bottom of the mountain. He came back tonight in Mr. Akai's car. And my car has been unable to start since the day before yesterday.
I originally planned to practice it when I had time, but now...sigh."
Conan touched his chin and looked around the whole place, looking for various doubts in this case and trying to connect it with Shuichi Akai.
"It's a bit strange." He looked at the sports car, "If Uncle Liangji is the murderer, then why did he puncture his own tires?"
Hota Koichi thought of that annoying brother and sneered: "Of course it's to get away with it - think about it, if everyone checks the parking lot and finds that only his car escaped, they will definitely guess that it is him
Punctured the tire."
Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but glare at him, feeling that the heir to the Hotta family was not very smart: "The wine he sent exploded, and his people have fled and disappeared in the villa... Even if he destroys his car now,
He can no longer remove himself from suspicion, isn't this unnecessary?"
"This..." Brother Hotta choked for a moment, and quickly added, "That must have been a temporary change of plan. When he was making the murder plan, he wrote 'Puncture his own tires and hide in the crowd'
, and execute as usual.
"But after killing people, puncturing car tires and trapping everyone, he finally escaped in a hurry because of his poor psychological quality - with that guy's brain and psychological quality, he could definitely do such a thing."
"..." Mouri Kogoro thought for a moment and was convinced, "It makes sense!"
Conan had other ideas: the missing Hota Ryoji was probably just a poor tool. Now that he has not appeared, he may have been brutally silenced, and the real culprit... is among their group of people at this time.
.
He looked at Akai Shuichi.
I don’t know how many times I felt the sharp gaze of the FBI ace: "...?"
…
"Anyway, since there is no means of transportation, it is very unsafe to hike down the mountain after dark."
Mouri Kogoro looked at his mobile phone that still had no signal, and consciously took on the responsibility of the organizer. He waved his hand: "That Hotta Ryoji doesn't have a car, and most likely he hasn't gone far yet - so don't act alone, let's start tonight
Let’s sleep in the living room together.”
Akai Shuichi, who thought he was going to say "Hotta Ryoji hasn't gone far, so let's go find him," was silent for a moment: ...This adult detective's way of doing things seems a little conservative.
Apparently there was more than one person who had objections. Hotta Fumiko laughed: "A group of people sleeping in the living room? Just to avoid my good-for-nothing brother? This is too ridiculous - you can do whatever you want, I want to go back to my room anyway
sleep."
With that said, she picked up her pockets and walked back to the house.
"Well." The other person said hesitantly, and the housekeeper thought for a while, "Let me try to repair my car first - although it always misfires, it can occasionally start a fire. If we are lucky enough,
Maybe we can ride it down the mountain to report the crime."
Mouri Kogoro glanced at his eldest son and daughter-in-law who had also walked away, and felt tired for this group of unorganized and undisciplined guys: "Oh, it's up to you."
Jiang Xia walked elsewhere with a few acquaintances. Suddenly he looked to the side and found Akai Shuichi quietly walking away.
The two sides looked at each other, and Akai Shuichi quietly made a silent gesture.
Jiang Xia nodded slightly, indicating that he would not make any noise, so that the lone wolf who liked to fly alone could feel free to explore the surroundings.
Then he withdrew his gaze and looked at the steps at the door of the villa: "What is this?"
Conan, who was about to look aside, was attracted by his voice. He lowered his head and found a necklace pendant falling by his feet.
The fake primary school student reached out to pick it up and said doubtfully: "It looks familiar."
Suzuki Sonoko noticed their movement and took a closer look: "Isn't this Miss Fumiko's necklace? It's very big and conspicuous. I saw it just now in the car."
Jiang Xia: "Then go and give it back to her."
…
Arriving at Hota Fumiko's room, Jiang Xia knocked on the open door and looked at the woman inside who was rummaging through the boxes.
"What's the matter?" Hota Fumiko frowned and didn't even look at the door. Her eyes searched back and forth on the bed and the floor. "I'm very busy now. I'll talk about it later."
"Is that so?" Jiang Xia shook her necklace, "Then I will..."
"Why are you here?!" A figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Hota Fumiko grabbed the necklace and fell to the carpet with it, "Fortunately, I didn't lose it."
As she spoke, she gently pressed the oval surface of the necklace pendant. With a click, the silver cover opened, revealing a single photo inside.
Suzuki Sonoko raised her head proudly and whispered to Jiang Xia: "I'm right - this style must be this kind of necklace with a photo embedded in it."
Jiang Xia praised her a few words, and then while Suzuki Sonoko was digesting it happily, she said to Hota Fumiko who was slumped on the ground: "We picked this up at the door of the villa."
After finding the necklace, Hota Fumiko's mood became much softer than before. She breathed a sigh of relief and held the pendant tightly: "Thank you, this is the most important thing to me."
Conan Tongyanwuji: "Who is the person in the photo?"
Fumiko Hotta showed a nostalgic look: "He was my fiancé, but unfortunately he is no longer here. Five years ago, he committed suicide... No, strictly speaking, he was killed."
Her expression turned cold: "My father who was cruel and mean."
Jiang Xia: "Is that why you decided to run away from home?"
A murderous aura surged from Hotta Fumiko's body, and when she remembered that her target was dead, she was unable to let go: "I really can't forgive him, but I really want to kill him, but I can't do it... In the struggle day after day, I just
You can choose to leave."
…
"I don't think she is the murderer."
After leaving Hota Fumiko's room, Suzuki Sonoko touched her chin like a detective and said seriously: "Based on my experience! The murderer will only try his best to say that he is not the murderer, so the real murderer must be the person who is least like the murderer."
Mao Lilan thought carefully and selected a person who was neither one of his own nor the least likely to be a murderer: "You mean, Mr. Akai?"