Corpse collector in Conan

Seeing the policeman nod, the bearded hunter hissed, "That's not right. The body is deep in the woods. How could they not record anything after walking so far?"

Officer Takagi scratched his head: "Maybe it's because he likes taking pictures more than filming."

"That's not true!" The short-haired woman came back to her senses after hearing this. She retorted, "Compared to taking pictures, Eryuan actually prefers filming - not to mention the distant ones, he filmed a lot of things last night. There's no reason for him to suddenly change his habit today."

Jiang Xia: "Where is the videotape he filmed last night? Play it and watch it - murders often have omens, and perhaps today's tragedy was foreshadowed last night."

"But..." The short-haired woman was a little embarrassed. "Eryuan doesn't like to organize things. He always stuffs the used videotapes into his travel bag and mixes them together in a mess. It might be troublesome to find the one from last night."

"Then don't watch it!" The glasses hunter heard the conversation and interrupted, "What if there are ghosts hidden in the things taken by the dead? Watching these in the middle of the night is so unlucky."

Vermouth: "..." Considering Uzo's interest in ghosts, it would be fine if you didn't say this, but if you did...

As expected, Jiang Xia did not agree to this proposal. Instead, he looked at the two hunters and asked meaningfully, "Is there something hidden inside that cannot be seen?"

"Why, how could that be!" The two men waved their hands and laughed dryly, "We are just a little superstitious."

The old woman didn't like the idea of ​​a murderer hiding in her villa. She felt that what Jiang Xia said just now made some sense, so she took the initiative to say, "In that case, let's show them all out - you can use the TV in my living room."

…

After a while, last night's videotape was found from a pile of tapes and brought to the living room.

Soon, a series of warm and boring scenes were shown on TV:

The female photographer was holding a piping bag and was about to squeeze the cream onto the chocolate, but the bag broke and she was splashed with pink cream all over her face. Seeing her embarrassing look, the people around her laughed happily.

The short-haired woman held an egg beater in one hand and a round chocolate in the other, happily showing it to the camera. The voice of the deceased came from outside the screen: "Is this for me?"

The short-haired woman stuck out her tongue at him. "It's not Valentine's Day yet. This piece is for me! I'll make the one for you tomorrow."

The deceased complained: "You are really patient. Then I will tell you in advance that I have prepared a very special gift for you - haha, now it's your turn to be anxious! Guess what I am going to give you?"

As he was talking, the screen suddenly started to flash with snow, and this old TV seemed to be on strike.

Everyone was startled: "It's broken?"

"It's okay." The old woman rolled up her sleeves and walked over, slapping the top of the TV. "This is what happens when electrical appliances get old. Just pat them down and they'll be fine."

With a dull thud, the TV did not stop working, but the tumbler toy on top of the TV was shaken off and rolled to the ground.

Sanlang, who was squatting obediently beside, jumped over, grabbed the tumbler that was about to fall to the ground, and started playing with it happily.

Everyone looked at the still broken TV: "It must be really broken..."

"It can't be broken. Just tap it a few more times and it will be fine." The old woman shook her head. "This TV is of very good quality. It was bought when my husband and Mrs. Lingzi were together. It has never broken in all these years. There is no reason why it would suddenly break today."

"Hmm?" Judy felt something was wrong. "'When my husband was with Mrs. Lingzi'? Who is Mrs. Lingzi?"

——Is there some love story between mistresses involved here?

The old woman seemed to realize that she was thinking the wrong thing, and she explained while slapping the TV: "Mrs. Lingzi was my husband's first wife. I have never met her, I only heard that she died of illness 12 years ago."

As soon as she finished speaking, the TV was restored to its original state after her miraculous repair.

The old woman nodded with satisfaction, snatched the tumbler from the dog's mouth, and touched the dog's head: "Okay, Sanlang, it's getting dark, you should go back to the cage."

The dog whimpered reluctantly but followed her and went obediently to its cage.

After the old lady disappeared, the bearded hunter opened a bottle of beer and gossiped happily with others:

“Speaking of this, I actually heard from the previous boss that 12 years ago, when the boss was grieving over the death of his wife, the current boss’ wife happened to stay at this villa.

"The two of them got along very well, so they got together very quickly. Not long after that, this villa became famous because of its chocolate."

Conan suddenly said: "Uncle, you actually know the former boss, so this is not your first time here."

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"Ah, no, I just come here occasionally." The bearded man froze, realizing that he had let slip some gossip. He quickly changed the subject as if nothing had happened and asked the short-haired woman, "Except for the one on TV, have you watched all the other videotapes?"

The short-haired woman nodded. "Only these four tapes have yesterday's date on them."

As he was speaking, the boring warm daily scene on TV came to an end.

The photographer, who was the deceased, turned the camera and made himself and the two women appear in the picture together as if taking a selfie.

Like a star, he waved to the camera and said, "Okay, there's only a little bit left on this tape. I'm going to stop recording and taste my first chocolate creation - see you next time!"

As the three people smiled and waved, the screen turned black and the videotape ended completely.

"There's a smell of crime." An intelligence agent pushed up his glasses and made a silent judgment, "I feel like today's case isn't as simple as it seems now..."

After thinking for a moment, she maintained her low presence, moved to the side of the sofa as if nothing had happened, and looked at the ground silently.

——The two hunters always carried their backpacks with them, and even now that they had returned to the villa, they did not go into the room to put down the bags.

Maybe they were too lazy to go upstairs, or maybe... there was something important in their bag that they couldn't put away?