[Comprehensive] Start a family with Fu Heijun in the world of Ke Xue

"Frivolous little boy? It sounds very worrying." Karasuma Nanase also showed a worried expression.

"Sounds like the kind of villain that would be played on TV." Natsume Takashi also showed a worried expression.

"Right! Although I'm not rigid and will tell my granddaughter's love, but I will inevitably be worried!" After chatting with the children, the old man was obviously relieved.

This old man looks really lonely.

"This maple leaf is so beautiful, it looks like autumn." Karasuma Nanase stopped in front of a landscape painting.

"It's really red, do you like maple leaves too?" said the old man, putting his hands in his sleeves.

"I like it, I like this warm color the most." Karasuma Nanase said.

"My family's Hongzi is the same. She likes maple trees the most. I planted several maple trees in the yard of my new house." The old man said.

"Grandpa, is your granddaughter a student of Teidan University?" Karasuma Nanase asked curiously.

"That's right, that kid is studying as a graduate student at Tedan University." The old man said with a proud expression on his face.

"Wow, that's amazing! What department is it?" Karasuma Nanase was very supportive.

The blue dragon on the side raised his head and shook his beard: "It's not written in the letters of these master's sons."

Both children realized something, and Natsume Takashi broke the silence in a short silence: "Wait until autumn, let's go enjoy the maple leaves together!"

"Okay." The old man with a stiff smile rubbed his eyes: "Then this weekend, can I invite you to come to my house to enjoy the maple leaves and eat watermelon?"

The golden dragon on the side explained: "Master's spells are very powerful, and it's just a matter of handy to rain maple leaves."

"Really? Can I bring younger siblings? There are six children in our family!" Karasuma Nanase said excitedly.

"Haha, of course you can." The old man laughed loudly.

The three of them followed the painting exhibition area to the painting classroom, and outside the paper sliding door similar to a Japanese room, they could see a figure painting inside.

The three of them glanced at it and continued to walk forward. In the front display area, they found someone painting on the spot in the corridor.

"Are children interested in ink painting?" said the woman in traditional kimono and put down the pen in her hand. On the table was a completed Feng Shui painting.

"Whether it's freehand blank or bone brush, it's very good. Are your paintings for sale?" The old man asked while rubbing his chin.

The woman was stunned for a moment: "Of course, but the works here have already been booked out. If you want an ink painting, it will take an hour."

"Then please draw a picture for me and hang it on the wall of my new house." The old man smiled: "This is the advance payment, my surname is Hakozaki."

"Okay." The woman smiled, and then started painting under the gaze of the three of them.

After watching for a while, the three felt bored and walked forward, continuing to appreciate the students' works.

Twenty minutes later, a familiar male voice came from the corridor: "Hurry up, boy, if it's later, you won't be able to make an appointment for Ms. Watanabe's painting."

"Ah, ah, uncle, don't you know nothing about ink painting? Why are you in such a hurry to buy paintings?" Conan's voice spread.

"Silly boy, Ms. Watanabe is the granddaughter of the ink painting master Sasuke Watanabe, and she is the most promising newcomer in the ink painting world!

Buying this kind of painting at a low price before the painter is famous is an investment! "Moori Kogoro said carelessly, and when he turned around, he saw a group of people in the corridor.

This embarrassing atmosphere made Mori Kogoro blush, he didn't expect those poor and fastidious masters to paint in the corridor.

The girl holding the paintbrush smiled: "Below is Sumire Eguchi, Hiroshi Watanabe is in the next classroom."

"Haha, that's right." Mori Kogoro smiled awkwardly.

After all, in this world, no matter whether it is painting or any other high art, as long as it has anything to do with money, it will become unspeakable.

Conan looked surprised: "I thought your family and children would act together."

Karasuma Nanase also looked surprised. The hostess Conan and Mori Kogoro have been shopping for so long and the siren has not sounded yet!

next second.

Sister Xiaolan's scream pierced the silence in the corridor: "Ah! Dad is dead!"

Except Natsume Takashi and Grandpa Hakozaki, everyone ran towards Xiaolan in unison.

The two new Mihua people looked at each other, but they still haven't figured out the situation.

The real rice flower people have entered the state.

"Don't just go in so rashly, it will destroy the scene." Mori Kogoro grabbed Conan quickly.

Mori Kogoro, who has been diligent in exercising recently, is not as muscular as his competitors.

But recently, the back of the neck doesn't hurt anymore, and I can't breathe, and my reaction speed has become faster, so I can directly catch this kid who is always playing at the scene of the crime.

"Uncle, let me down!" Conan who was picked up struggled desperately.

Mao Lilan on the side looked worriedly at the little boyfriend who was picked up: "Dad, what are you doing?"

"In this case, in order not to damage the scene, we should bring shoe covers." Karasuma Nanase said and took out a disposable shoe cover from his pocket.

Natsume Takashi looked shocked: "Nanase, why do you carry this with you?"

"It's just the self-cultivation of the rice flower people." Karasuma Nanase said as she rolled her thumb, and a row of shoe covers was pushed away.

"The deceased was Hiroshi Watanabe, a college student, and the cause of death was pierced through the heart by a sharp object.

According to her body temperature, the degree of turbidity in the corners of her eyes and the degree of body stiffness, the estimated time of death is half an hour to an hour. "Mori Kogoro said.

Mao Lilan on the side skillfully dialed the number of Police Officer Mumu.

Conan stood on tiptoe and looked at the blood-stained painting on the table, his eyes were sharp behind the plain mirror.

Natsume Takashi stepped back a little uncomfortable, and saw bamboo strips of different lengths scattered all over the ground.

Before Officer Mumu came, two female voices rang out from outside the door: "What's going on, what happened?"

The two who appeared at the door covering their mouths were also wearing kimonos, and they were the other two members of the painting classroom: Haru Sano and Hongko Hakozaki.

"Grandpa, why are you here?" Hakozaki Hongko said in shock.

Mr. Hakozaki was stunned for a moment and smiled: "What a coincidence, Hongzi, I actually moved to live in Mihua Town."

"Now, I would like to inquire about the movements of the three ladies within an hour." Mori Kogoro said with a serious face.

"What do you mean? You don't suspect that the murderer is among us, do you?" Hakozaki Hongko frowned and looked at the bearded man.

Mao Lilan, who ran in from the outside, held the camera and said to Kogoro Maoli: "Dad, I have captured all the surveillance around the painting classroom within an hour."

Conan, who followed behind, added: "In the picture, these three sisters appeared in the classroom of 201."

"The murderer is among them." Natsume Takashi murmured when he saw this kind of scene for the first time.

The scrutiny eyes fell on the three young girls, and the faces of the three girls were very bad for a while.

In the end, Hakozaki Hongko, who was wiping her flaming red lips, broke the calm: "I came back only once within an hour, and I spent the rest of the time helping out at the booth.

The little goldfish stall has a lot of customers, even those two kids can attest to me. "Hakozaki Hongko pointed to the child standing beside her grandfather.

"That may have been done during the period when he came back, and this possibility cannot be ruled out." Mori Kogoro touched his chin.

"Those three big sisters, just tell me when was the last time you saw Watanabe Hiroshi." Conan said.

Haru Sano said: "I saw Xiaohiro for the last time around 12:30.

At that time, she was listening to the phone in the classroom, because Xiao Xun was so good that many people called to order paintings.

Nobody cared about my paintings, so I went outside to help out at the okonomiyaki stand. "

Sumire Eguchi, who was drawing in the hallway, said, "I think the last time I saw Hiroshi was around 12:45.

At that time, she lost her temper because the juniors did not have all the preparation tools needed for painting.

Xiaoxun has high requirements for painting and pays attention to one-stop painting, so I went in and gave her paints. "

Under everyone's gaze, Koko Hakozaki folded her arms and said, "I'll be back at one o'clock in the afternoon, and I'm here to deliver food to everyone in the ink painting club."

"In this case, can the murderer be found?" Karasuma Nanase moved to Conan who was holding the camera.

After watching for a while, Karasuma Nanase realized what the problem was.

Surveillance on the left and right sides of this floor did not capture the door directly opposite, and the monitoring from Sumire Eguchi's desk to the studio door was a blind spot.

So these two videos can only show who approached the location of the studio, and the video did not provide any more evidence.

"The three of you came here before Hakozaki Hongko, did you notice anything when passing by the painting classroom?" Mori Kogoro asked.

Mr. Hakozaki shook his head: "I didn't see anything, but I believe Hongzi is a good boy, she would never do such a thing!"

In this case, whatever Mr. Hakozaki says will be questioned because of his relationship with Hongko.

Natsume Takashi hesitated, he didn't know whether to say it or not.

Karasuma Nanase said directly: "When I passed by the classroom, I saw the shadows in the room moving from outside the door."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Hakozaki Hongko.

Hakozaki Hongko took a deep breath: "I'm really not the murderer. I just came to Teitan University not long ago, and I haven't had much contact with Watanabe Hiroshi."

"It's like this. Although Hongzi and Xiaoxun haven't had much contact with each other, they have had a lot of friction because of their disagreements." Sano Chun added with a smile on his face.

Hongko Hakozaki, who didn't expect to be stabbed in the back by her classmates, was stunned. With a fiery and straightforward personality, she was obviously not good at this kind of situation.

"Sano-san, your painting concept and style are very similar to Hiroshi Watanabe.

It's just that the overlap is too high because I don't have my own style and I haven't been able to get ahead. "Hakozaki Hongzi said.

"Okay, okay, everyone, stop arguing." Eguchi Sumire said with a wry smile, "The most important thing now is to find the murderer who killed Xiao Xun."

"Xiao Jin, don't put on this peaceful face anymore.

Who in the department doesn't know that Xiao Xun has been treating you like a slave because his grandfather sponsored you to go to school! "Hakozaki Hongzi said.

Karasuma Nanase suddenly felt that it was necessary for Grandpa Hakozaki to move to Mihua Town to try to protect his granddaughter.

Because just like the current situation where all three people actually have motives, because of the displayed character Hakozaki Hongko will obviously receive more suspicion.

"The murderer, definitely can't be Hongzi!" Mr. Hakozaki, who pressed down his fisherman's hat, repeated again.

Karasuma Nanase knew he was telling the truth, because she saw the youkai shikigami following Hongko.

"However, why do these bamboo strips appear in the painting classroom?" Conan picked up a bamboo strip and found that these things are very tough and can be bent into a full circle without breaking.

"How do I know, it's something from Xiao Xun.

That girl is very craftsman, and she hates other people touching her things and disturbing her when she is painting. " Sano Haru said.

And Hakozaki Hongko, who seemed to be unable to bear the atmosphere, took out her mobile phone: "It's outrageous, why didn't the police come?

I can't take it anymore, I now need a detective who can solve the case quickly. "

After a few minutes.

Fuheshier, who had a big toy bear in one hand and a steel Dum robot gift box in one hand, appeared by the door, followed by a bunch of radish heads.

"Hey, there's already a detective here!" Mori Kogoro yelled when his colleagues were extremely upset when they met.

"That can't be done, my client needs me very much now." Fuheshier said with a smile.

Slick tongue!

Mr. Hakozaki put on a straight face, and in his heart he subtracted another five points from this man.

There are so many children at such a young age, this kind of inconspicuous behavior will be reduced by another [-] points.

Just when the two detectives started to confront each other, Sakunosuke Oda, carrying two new books, walked in very naturally and began to observe the corpse.

His reaction was so natural that Kogoro Mori didn't even react.

"The murderer should be shorter than the victim, and according to the angle at which the dagger was inserted, she should be using her left hand." Oda Sakunosuke said from a professional point of view.

"Hey, let me tell you what's going on with your family? Don't go near the crime scene!" Mori Kogoro said frantically.

"How dare the sleepy detective who is accompanied by a murder case every time he appears have the nerve to comment on our family like that!" Karasuma Nanase said dissatisfied.

"It's the sleeping Kogoro! What's going on? The people closest to me call me by the wrong nickname!" Mori Kogoro went crazy.

Fu Heisher said with a half-smile: "This can only be blamed on Mr. Mao Li, you are so sleepy when reasoning that it is too real."

The culprit was the high school student detective who received hundreds of needles for his future father-in-law. He stood beside his girlfriend's calf with an innocent face.

Karasuma Nanase approached the boy with the head of a sea urchin carrying a small goldfish: "Xiaohui, can you do me a favor?"

After hearing her words, Fu Heihui looked puzzled, and quietly let Xiao Bai and Xiao Hei let the two jade dogs run out.

"Now, can you remove the suspicion for me in front of everyone?" Hakozaki Hongko looked at the tall man in front of her.

"It is my duty to find out the truth for the wronged young lady." Thinking of the generous commission fee, Fu Heisher showed a soothing smile.

After learning all the clues, Fuheshier looked at Hakozaki Hongzi: "Miss Hongzi, are you sure you really saw the victim at that time?"

Hakozaki Hongko was stunned for a moment: "No, because she doesn't want to be disturbed, so I just knocked on the door, and then Watanabe who was in the room said that it would be fine to leave it outside the door."

"So, perhaps before my client came, Ms. Watanabe Xun had already been killed." Fu Heisher said.

Inspiration flashed across Conan's face, but he frowned again: "Then how do you explain the painting that Oda students saw behind?"

"The shadow they saw may not necessarily be that of Huahua's victim Hiroshi Watanabe.

Perhaps the murderer used a very ingenious design to forge the illusion that Miss Watanabe was still alive. " Fuhesher said.

"Is it a blindfold like a delay device? But how can I make it look like she's moving?" Conan thought with a frown.

Fu Heisher, who has extremely strong flesh and body, put his hand on the tip of his nose and slapped it: "Although it is very weak, don't you smell alcohol?"

As soon as these words came out, Conan immediately showed a clear expression: "So that's the case, that's what it is."

Mr. Hakozaki, who was observing Fuheshier, added a point to him in the small book, which is not bad observation ability.

Karasuma Nanase tilted her head: "Huh? The sisters who draw ink paintings are all wearing traditional clothes, so they have more traditional knowledge than other aspects."

As soon as these words came out, the expression of one of the three suspects changed subtly.

"Can the truth be revealed now, Shir-kun?" Hakozaki Hongko asked.

"The real murderer is Ms. Eguchi Sumire who entered the studio in the middle, and the way she killed the victim to fake the fact that the victim is still alive should be to use a revolving lantern." Fuheshier said.

"Sister Nanase, what is a revolving lantern?" Atsushi Nakajima, who was holding a big bear, asked.

Conan, who could not reproduce the sleeping Kogoro, explained: "The revolving lantern, like ink painting, is a traditional craft that was introduced to Japan from flower growers."

"The murderer should have drawn multiple portraits in different poses in advance, and then glued the paintings on the surface of the lamp woven from bamboo strips in order."

"For revolving lanterns, as long as you light a candle inside, the airflow movement when the candle burns will make the painting attached to the bamboo strips rotate continuously.

In this case, everyone who is watching outside will naturally be misled to think that the constantly rotating picture is Ms. Watanabe who is painting. "

Conan sighed as he said that, he couldn't help worrying about Uncle Mori's detective career.

Oda Megumi's father is really good at it. Even if he doesn't rely on his proud physique, this kind of acuity and observation ability are enough to make Uncle Mori feel a sense of crisis.

"What are you talking about? How could it be me? If I committed the crime, then the time is not right, and that time is not enough for Xun to finish painting." Eguchi Sumire argued hard.

"That's because the painting was done early in the morning. I'm afraid that Ms. Haru Sano had already been killed when she saw the victim." Karasuma Nanase said softly.

"Then how did I do it?" Sumire Eguchi retorted calmly.

"Let's record it, after all, don't you know the victim very well?

She must have a bad temper. If you want to record something, you can get what you want from her as long as you put in some effort. "Conan continued.

"I, I admit that these detectives have rich imaginations, but I don't accept this kind of weak accusation, let's show evidence." Eguchi Sumire spread his hands.

"The small speaker in the corner should be connected to your bluetooth device, otherwise you won't be able to play the recording at the right time." Fuheshier said.

"On this table, the missing key thing is probably taken away by you, sister." Karasuma Nanase said.

"Why did I see you take the water dish containing ink to empty it in the surveillance at the back? You can know that the water dish belongs to the victim just by watching the surveillance." Karasuma Nanase asked.

"In other words, how could the victim have allowed the ink saucer to be taken away if the victim was still alive?"

"Unless the people in the room didn't need ink at that time." Conan said in his pocket.

"Because light ink is mixed with red paint, it can't be used. I don't want Sasuke-sensei to know that her useless granddaughter can't even understand this kind of common sense until she dies." Sumire Eguchi admitted calmly.

The siren finally sounded, and with the help of an unknown kind-hearted dog, Officer Mu Mu found the fishing line, the base of the revolving lantern and the soaked drawing paper downstairs.

Hakozaki Hongko walked up to Mr. Hakozaki aggressively: "Grandpa, is it because you have sent that thing by my side that I have always felt spied on?"

Mr. Hakozaki showed a panicked expression on his face: "That's because your father's letter expressed his concern about your move to Mihua Town."

"Mihuacho is the most student-friendly place in the Tokyo area, and the environment here is very good, so I choose this place!"

Hakozaki Hongko finished talking like a cannonball and looked at the two children: "Sorry, did my grandpa tell you a lot of strange things about monsters?"

Natsume Takashi shook his head: "Grandpa Hakozaki didn't say anything strange, all he talked about was about you, Grandpa Hakozaki misses you very much."

Hakozaki Hongko was stunned, she looked at her grandfather with a bitter smile and was speechless for a while.

Hakozaki Hongko liked her grandpa the most when she was a child, but when she grew up, she found that the monsters in her grandfather's mouth could not be seen by herself, and that emotion gradually fermented and distorted and turned into avoidance.

She will never see the world in Grandpa's eyes, and she is unwilling to learn about any world about monsters, and she also has a feeling of resistance to Grandpa.

So Hakozaki Hongko chose to stay as far away as her parents, as long as she sent a letter on New Year's Day.

Because in the grandfather's old house, even if there is no family, there are monsters that grandfather likes to accompany him.

But Hakozaki Hongko was very surprised by Grandpa's behavior because he was worried that he moved out of the deep mountains to live in Mihua Town.

"Anyway, don't put that thing next to me again." Hakozaki Hongko said with a softened attitude.

"I'm sorry Hongzi, I didn't think carefully about this matter. Hongzi, I left you a room in the new house where you can see the maple trees when you look up. Would you like to come and stay for a few days?" Mr. Hakozaki looked forward to asked.

"When I'm free on weekends, I'll go." Hakozaki Hongko turned her face away and said, "It happens that I just learned cooking and need someone's advice."

Hakozaki-san leaves with two dragons.

In the corridor, he saw Fu Heisher who was leaning against the wall and eating octopus balls, and stopped: "Although your children are very cute, I will not let Hongzi be with a glib, frivolous man like you." together!"

Fu Heisher touched his chin: "Mr. Hakozaki, shouldn't you give me a check without a number for the sake of efficiency?"

Mr. Hakozaki opened his eyes wide angrily: Sure enough, he is a boy!Why are you so skilled?