Chapter 1247 1255 [It’s so good, it must be fake]
When Sato Miwako heard what "Kuroba Kaito" said, she couldn't help but look at him: "..." Could it be that people with this appearance have the talent to be detectives?
But Jiang Xia looks different from them...
Her thoughts wandered briefly.
Then he quickly shook his head and came back to his senses, looking back at the detached house in front of him, and said seriously: "Go in and take a look."
…
Just as I was about to ring the doorbell, the door suddenly opened and the owner appeared at the door.
She was a very capable-looking woman with high cheekbones and long brown hair tied into a neat low ponytail at the back. But her outfit at the moment did not match the temperament of a strong woman - she was wearing an apron, holding a rag, and wiping the door with her head down.
While wiping, he shouted to the two cleaners who were washing the car: "I just took a look, the house is still very dirty, especially the living room! Remember to redo the work later - I'm not paying you three times the overtime pay just to let you do nothing."
As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her head and saw the people at the door. She was stunned for a moment: "Who are you..."
"Megure from the First Investigation Division of the Metropolitan Police Department." Inspector Megure showed his police ID skillfully, "I have some questions for you."
The owner's face changed slightly.
After a moment, perhaps to demonstrate her clear conscience, she nodded nonchalantly and made way into the house.
…
When the group entered the living room, as the light became brighter, Nakamori Aoko, who was watching quietly nearby, was suddenly startled.
She looked at the owner in surprise: "I seem to have seen you somewhere before?"
The owner didn't reply, but Jiang Xia helped her complete the message. He looked at the owner and said, "Are you a member of the management of that gallery? Before, when the homeless man was driven away by the manager, you showed up and asked about the situation, right? Come to think of it, I remember your expression was a little scary at that time, as if you had associated something with the manager's description of the homeless man."
"Oh?" Inspector Megure's eyes lit up. Although there was no evidence yet, he felt that the case seemed to have been solved - the detective brother with a Kudo face next to him also seemed to have a bright future as a detective.
When the owner heard Jiang Xia's words, his expression became a little ugly, and he snorted coldly: "It was indeed me you saw. But so what? - When I see a strange person entering my gallery, do I have to greet him with a smile?"
However, the police officers obviously trusted the detective more and were not fooled.
Hayase Kimika felt a little regretful for letting this group of people in. She took a deep breath and stood up hurriedly: "I'll go pour you some tea."... and organized her thoughts on her speech.
…
After she left, Inspector Megure looked at Jiang Xia: "Is this the place drawn in the deceased's sketchbook?"
Jiang Xia took out his phone, turned it on, looked at the photo album, and nodded:
"The scenery outside is the same, and the structure of the house is the same, but the furnishings inside are all different." He bent down and looked at the floor and the edges of the various furniture. "From these traces, it can be seen that the decoration style did not change recently. It may have changed several months or even a year ago."
Beside him, Aoko Nakamori looked at him in surprise.
Although I already knew that Kaito was smart and solving the case should be no problem, but he... was actually helping the police?
And it's just normal reasoning, without any sarcasm or teasing?
Nakamori Aoko: "..." A bit strange...
However, seeing that Kuroba Kaito was working hard to solve the case, as a person with a strong conscience, she felt embarrassed to slack off. Nakamori Aoko always felt that she seemed to have some clues, but she was not sure whether she should tell them.
At this moment, "Kuroba Kaito" suddenly looked towards her. He seemed to have seen through Nakamori Aoko's hesitation and asked, "What's wrong?"
"!" Nakamori Aoko felt a little encouraged when he looked at her. She pointed carefully at the wall and said, "That painting on the wall looks familiar. It looks a lot like the signature painting on the gallery flyer I received before. It was still for sale at that time."
"In that case, it may be because the gallery is about to close, so Ms. Hayase brought it back recently." Jiang Xia looked at Nakamori Aoko's face and inexplicably felt a sense of accomplishment in cultivating the childhood event physique into the adult body of Mao Lilan, and encouraged, "It's a very useful clue."
Nakamori Aoko blushed: Kaito is really good at talking today... Wait, isn't this becoming more and more suspicious?
As she thought about it, her eyes couldn't help but fall on Jiang Xia's face.
——I heard that Kaito Kidd is good at disguise and can easily disguise himself as various people to sneak into the tightly guarded police force. He can also disguise others to look like him to confuse the public.
Nakamori Aoko: “…”If Kidd asked his companion to disguise himself as “Kaito Kuroba” and come here to accompany him…then Kidd’s companion would unexpectedly be a good person.
“…”No, no, no, this doesn’t seem to be the focus of tonight.
Aoko Nakamori took a deep breath and recalled the stories her father had told her about his battle of wits and courage with Kid. She looked at Jiang Xia and curled her slender fingers: If she finds a chance to pinch his face, can she verify her guess?
Jiang Xia caught a glimpse of her finger movements from the corner of his eye and suddenly felt a chill on his face.
Jiang Xia: “…” Nakamori Aoko is actually harder to fool than Inspector Nakamori. You have to be careful and don’t let her get the chance to tear off your disguise.
It really doesn't work...
Jiang Xia looked at Xiaobai floating around the crime scene, and thought about the special anesthetic needle in his pocket, and he was sure in his heart.
…
This time, it was Nakamori Aoko's turn to feel cold.
She didn't know the dangers of the detective society with anesthetic needles flying everywhere, so she subconsciously turned her head to look at the window. As she moved her sight, she suddenly discovered something else.
Nakamori Aoko said, "Hmm?" and pointed at the photo hanging on the wall in surprise: "Isn't that portrait of the deceased homeless uncle we met? The hooked nose and cheekbones are exactly the same!"
"Where?" Several slow-witted policemen looked up and were stunned for a moment.
There was indeed a black-and-white photo hanging on the wall of the living room, but due to the dark color and the fact that it was hung in a dimly lit corner, the police failed to notice it immediately.
The man in the photo has a thick beard, wears glasses, and has sharp eyes. He does have a very recognizable appearance.
Just at this moment, the owner of the house seemed to have sorted out his mood and walked over with a tea tray.
Miwako Sato pointed at the portrait and asked her, "Who is this...?"
Hayase Kimika glanced at the photo. "It's my husband. What's wrong?"
Jiang Xia was using someone else's account tonight, and his words were not as tactful as usual: "We just found a body by the river, and he looks the same as the person in the photo."
"Then you got the wrong person." Hayase Junka looked at him with a smile, "My husband died a year ago."
(End of this chapter)
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