Conan: Naruto

"His wife, Hayase Kimie, thus obtained a considerable inheritance."

Police officer Mu Mu's expression became more serious.

"report!"

A police officer rushed in front of Officer Mumu and reported in a steady manner:

"We couldn't detect anyone's fingerprints in the car."

"It seems that Ms. Jun Jiang cleaned the villa and the car by herself, and then called professional cleaning staff to check and make up for any omissions."

Mori Kogoro looked at the policeman thoughtfully, suddenly!

"Ding dong, ding dong!"

It was Dongfang Haoyue holding Kudo Shinichi who rang the doorbell.

Kogoro Mori and Officer Megure heard the movement and rushed to the gate of the villa courtyard.

"Stinky brat!"

Kogoro Mouri looked at Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi in front of him, and complained angrily:

"How dare you ring the doorbell!"

Dongfang Haoyue looked back at Kogoro Maoli, and comforted her with a smile:

"Uncle, Conan and I overheard your conversation with Police Officer Megure, so I'll ring the doorbell for you~"

"Anyway, sooner or later you have to go in and find out!"

Kudo Shinichi looked at Mori Kogoro calmly.

"I knew I shouldn't have stopped Officer Mu Mu to take you home."

Mori Kogoro looked at Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi blankly.

At this time, a middle-aged woman wearing a blue shirt and a pink apron pushed open the door of the villa. While looking inside the door and constantly wiping the door with a towel, she asked calmly:

"The inside of the room is still a little dirty, you guys go inside to clean it up again...huh?"

The middle-aged woman noticed the figure in the corner of her eye, she was taken aback for a moment, turned her head to look at Police Officer Megure and Mori Kogoro outside the gate of the courtyard, and asked in bewilderment:

"You are......?"

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Villa living room.

after a while.

Dongfang Haoyue, Kudo Shinichi, Mori Kogoro and police officer Megure were brought into the living room by a middle-aged woman, Hayase June.

"Please have tea."

Hayase Kimie held the tray with teacups in his left hand, took off the teacups one by one with his right hand and placed them on the dining table in front of the sofa one meter away from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and said kindly:

"I'm going to get you some cookies."

"sorry to bother you."

Mori Kogoro nodded slightly, and watched Hayase Kimie return to the kitchen with the tray.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi sat on the right of Mori Kogoro, and noticed that the bow on the back of Junjiang's apron was tied in the same way as the deceased's shoe.

In addition, a large rectangular painting is hung on the wall facing the entrance in the living room. Below the painting is a rectangular wooden cabinet with a wider length and a height of about one meter.

A ginkgo tree is planted in the courtyard outside the floor-to-ceiling windows one meter to the right of the wooden cabinet, and the floor-to-ceiling windows are sliding glass doors.

"The sofa and table have been replaced, and the TV is gone."

Mori Kogoro took out the painting book of the deceased, compared the scenes in the living room one by one, and concluded in a deep thought:

"Since the living room is very different from the living room in the painting, it is very likely that a murder occurred in the living room.

Ms. Jun Jiang therefore replaced most of the items. "

"Brother Maori, is there any conclusive evidence to prove that the deceased visited the living room?"

Police officer Megure looked at Mori Kogoro seriously.

"maybe."

Mori Kogoro stood up, looked around, and finally locked his eyes on the paintings on the wall, walked straight to the front of the wooden cabinet, looked above the wooden cabinet, and said in surprise:

"There are burnt marks on the top of the wooden cabinet."

"Scorched marks?"

Kudo Shinichi looked at Mori Kogoro thoughtfully.

Kogoro went straight to the floor-to-ceiling windows, looked down at the courtyard floor, and narrated in a deep voice:

"There are a lot of ginkgo leaves outside the window, and..."

Mori Kogoro opened and closed the floor-to-ceiling windows to the right, and said calmly:

"The switch for the floor-to-ceiling windows is right next to the leaves."

Kudo Shinichi gradually fell into deep thought.

Dongfang Haoyue, who was sitting on Xinyi's left, looked at Kogoro Mouri, and thought curiously:

"Detective Mori is deliberately reminding Shinichi~?"

Nine seconds later.

Hayase Kimie put a tray with a lot of biscuits on the dining table, and said kindly:

"Please use."

"Ms. Jun Jiang, may I ask if you have changed your furniture recently?"

Police officer Megure sat on the left of Mori Kogoro, looking calmly at Hayase Kimie.

"Correct."

Hayase Kimie sat on the chair opposite the sofa across the dining table without any panic, and calmly looked at Officer Megure.

Mu Mu asked calmly:

"Where is the old furniture?"

"I lost it all."

Hayase Kimie was extremely calm.

Mori Kogoro stared at Junjiang intently, and asked calmly:

"Ms. Junjiang.

The paintings on the wall look new. When did you buy them? "

"That's the latest work delivered from the gallery the day before yesterday."

Hayase Kimie looked at Mori Kogoro, and asked in bewilderment:

"Detective Maori, what's wrong with that painting?"

"I have one last question."

Mori Kogoro looked at the black and white photo frame on the wall of the corridor outside the living room, and casually confirmed:

"Is the man in the photo your deceased husband?"

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi followed Mori Kogoro's line of sight, and found that the person in the photo was almost the same as the deceased, but...

The person in the photo is wearing a pair of square-rimmed glasses.

Hayase Kimie glanced at the photo frame and then at Mori Kogoro, admitted calmly:

"Yes, he is my husband, Hayase Tatsuo."

Officer Megure glanced at the photo frame and then at Kimie Hayase, calmly and knowingly asked:

"For the liberty to ask, when was your husband..."

"Officer Megure, do you want to ask the time of my husband's death?"

Hayase Kimie looked at Police Officer Megure with displeasure.

"Feel sorry."

Police officer Mu Mu explained calmly:

"He is very similar to a deceased person our police found today."

"You must be talking about someone else."

Hayase Kimie said decisively:

"My husband died a year ago."

"Please identify the body."

Police officer Mumu took out a few photos and put them on the dining table, and asked without a doubt:

"Please check to see if the deceased in the photo is your husband."

"alright."

Hayase Kimie looked at the photo indifferently.

Two seconds later, she looked at Officer Mu Mu and calmly denied:

"The deceased was indeed very similar to my husband, but not my husband."