Chapter 175 He Ye, what are you doing?
Conan: “…”
Hattori Heiji: "..."
……Why!!
…
The dead man who fell from the sky was a fat man. There was a mark on his neck, a knife nailed to his chest, and a hemp rope wrapped around his waist. He fell from a building, was pierced through the heart, and suffocated... No matter how you look at it, he died completely.
Such a heavy body fell from the roof and the hood of the car was crushed.
Hattori Heiji and Conan cursed in their hearts but could only rush upstairs to see which bastard pushed the body down from upstairs and even arrogantly pushed it onto the police car.
The car they were traveling in today was a police car - Hattori Heiji's father, Hattori Heizo, was the chief of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters and the top police officer in the entire Osaka.
Suddenly, he heard that his son had invited a "powerful Tokyo detective" to exchange experience, so Hattori Heizo sent a police officer to help with the reception.
However, today, Hattori Heiji didn't want to share his experience in solving cases. Because his good wish of "not wanting to encounter a murder case" was smashed to pieces by the corpse falling from the sky, Hattori Heiji looked particularly murderous when he rushed upstairs.
But his expression was just a little ferocious, and he didn't really have any murderous intent.
So Jiang Xia slowly stopped.
He took a look at the tattered hood of the police car and suddenly felt that the collision marks looked like a car accident.
"And according to the 'AFK Law' that Kudo-san had worked so hard to complete for him, perhaps he wouldn't have to squeeze into that narrow corridor with his two classmates?
Jiang Xia glanced at a few long-legged spiders slowly crawling in the corner of the corridor, and silently retracted his foot.
He stepped back a few steps, raised his head and looked toward the rooftop, intently staring at a panicked figure above.
…
"The man on the roof is not the murderer. He is the owner of the tea shop on the second floor."
A few minutes later, Hattori Heiji and Conan ran down from upstairs again, panting and wiping their sweat:
"He said someone called him and said, 'Go to the roof and check.'
"After he went up, he curiously pushed the door to the rooftop, and the body suddenly fell down - it must be the action of 'pushing the door' that triggered some kind of mechanism, causing the body that was hidden outside to fall from the rooftop."
As he spoke, Hattori Heiji paused and took a closer look at the male corpse falling from the sky next to the police car.
There was actually a wallet on the chest of the corpse - the murderer had used a knife to nail the wallet firmly to the dead body.
Hattori Heiji was startled and blurted out: "This is different from the murders a few days ago..."
Conan's ears twitched, and he blurted out, "The murder a few days ago?!"
After the words were spoken, the two looked at each other for a moment, suddenly realized something, shuddered at the same time, and looked at Jiang Xia vigilantly.
Then he was surprised to find that Jiang Xia, the terrifying crime-solving machine, did not get close to eavesdrop on the details of the case at this time.
…
Jiang Xia was looking at the messy crowd of onlookers.
Noticing the gazes of his two colleagues, he whispered, "There is a strange woman."
"!" Hattori Heiji remembered Jiang Xia's observation ability and his eyes were stern, "Which one?"
Jiang Xia raised his hand and pointed. Perhaps he felt that this was impolite, so he quickly put his hand down.
"What kind of martial ethics is needed to solve a case!" Hattori Heiji was a brave and practical man. He rolled up his sleeves and rushed over with Conan to the outskirts of the crowd. A panicked long-haired woman said, "Please wait a moment! I have something to ask you!"
The woman ignored him, turned around and ran, whooshed into a car on the side of the road, stepped on the accelerator, and quickly fled.
"…Why are you running? Is there really something wrong? Could she be the murderer?"
Hattori Heiji took a breath of exhaust gas and looked suspicious: "Forget it, I wrote down the license plate number, it won't be difficult to find her."
At this time, the young policeman who was responsible for serving as their tour guide came over.
Sakata Yusuke held up his phone and said, "Heiji, I've already reported the case. There are too many people here, let's take the body back to the police station first."
…
Half an hour later.
Several people went to the Higashijiri Branch of the Osaka Police Department.
"This is actually a serial murder case."
Several detectives sat around a small table. Hattori Heiji knew he couldn't hide it, so he had to confess:
“The one just now was already the third murder case—the victims were strangled to death first, then stabbed in the heart with a knife, and at the same time, their wallets were stuck on the knife.
"But the trouble is, these three people had different occupations and their life trajectories did not overlap at all. In short, apart from the same way of death, they have absolutely no connection."
As soon as he finished speaking, the police car driver, Sakata Yusuke, ran over holding a videotape and said, "Heiji, there's progress. We found the connection between the victims!"
Hattori Heiji: "..."
Couldn't you have said it a few seconds earlier!
"...Well, let's put it on and see." He stood up as if nothing had happened and turned on the TV.
Jiang Xia leaned back in his seat without moving, and silently took a sip of the tea on the table.
Seeing that his cup was half empty, Toyama Kazuha stood up with a kettle to refill Jiang Xia's cup. In her opinion, these Tokyo people were all Hattori Heiji's guests. Hattori Heiji always forgot about other things when he encountered a case, so she had to help take care of him.
And for some reason, Yuanshan Heye keenly noticed that since the body fell on the hood of the car, Jiang Xia seemed to be in a trance, as if he was out of touch with the world. She was very worried, so she instinctively paid more attention to Jiang Xia.
Hattori Heiji was originally watching a video tape.
Noticing the movement on Jiang Xia's side at this time, he looked over with a sour look, always feeling that something was not quite right, but he didn't know where the problem lay.
Hattori Heiji's eyes moved back and forth between Jiang Xia and Toyama Kazuha, trying to think but failing. Finally, he could only let out a sigh of anger, turned his head again, and concentrated on checking the video tape.
…
A shaking picture soon appeared on the TV screen - it was an image of the township councilor being surrounded by reporters.
The picture showed the congressman's secretary and driver - these two people were the victims of this serial murder case.
"It seems that this congressman is a key figure."
Hattori Heiji stroked his chin thoughtfully, then stood up and prepared to go out: "Mr. Sakata, please take us to his place."
"I'm going too." As Conan left, he looked back at Jiang Xia, who was sitting still. He was a little confused at first, but then he remembered the shabby police car and suddenly showed an expression of "sudden enlightenment".
Then my mood instinctively improved - I could finally solve the case without any interference!
One second later.
Conan slapped himself on the forehead: "..." What are you thinking! Murder cases, especially serial murders, should be solved as quickly as possible. At this time, facing Jiang Xia who had left the game without warning, he should be worried.
"..." However, at this point, he could only solve the case himself with great difficulty...
Conan followed Hattori Heiji and ran out.
Hattori Heiji doesn't have time to care about these details now.
He walked to the door and turned around, just in time to see Yuanshan Heye got two pillows from somewhere. She considerately stuffed one into Jiang Xia's arms and put another one behind his back. It seemed that she saw Jiang Xia was in a trance for too long, so she created a more comfortable environment for him to hang up.
Hattori Heiji: "..."
Conan was halfway there when he found that Hattori Heiji was suddenly frozen in place.
"What's wrong?" He looked in the direction Hattori Heiji was looking, and happened to see the scene behind him.
"..." Conan sighed like an experienced person, pushed Hattori Heiji's leg, and whispered, "Let's go, Jiang Xia is not that kind of person."
Even if he is, can you stop him by staring at him for a while? It will only increase your own pressure by +1...
Officer Sakata turned around and urged, "Shall we go?"
Hattori Heiji replied subconsciously: "Of course!"
With this interruption, his thoughts returned to the case and he strode towards the parking lot.
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Jiang Xia leaned against the window, glanced at the muddy rainy ground outside, stroked the warm cup in his hand, and looked at the two pleasant-looking female high school students nearby: "..." It feels really good to be a reclining chair detective.
He imitated various famous detective scenes in movies and TV dramas and watched the rain in a very stylish way for a while.
Not long after, a burly man with a flat head walked in from outside the door.
This is Otaki Goro, the inspector of the First Investigation Division. We can't let the guests stay in the police station forever. So Toyama Kazuha planned to take them home. But the original driver, Sakata Yusuke, took Hattori Heiji and Conan away.
Toyama Kazuha then called Inspector Otaki to come over - her father, Toyama Ginjiro, was the criminal chief of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters and also knew many police officers.
…
Inspector Otaki walked into the house, shaking off his rain-soaked coat, and suddenly noticed a famous Tokyo detective sitting by the window.
He was startled, thinking that this might be the "distinguished guest" that Hattori Heiji mentioned, so he went up to shake hands and said, "Hello, I'm Otaki Goro from the Investigation Division 1."
"Hello." Jiang Xia was called by someone, as if the connection was reconnected.
He withdrew his gaze from the 45-degree angle looking at the dark clouds in the distance and looked at Inspector Otaki, but he did not introduce himself. Instead, he suddenly said, "Have you checked the DMV regarding the recent serial murder case?"
Inspector Otaki was startled: "The vehicle registration office?"
Jiang Xia nodded and fast-forwarded: "I heard that the three dead were quickly identified because they all had driver's licenses in their wallets.
"And the wallet was stabbed into the heart with a knife... This is like the murderer deliberately conveyed this information."
Inspector Otaki is a strong man, and his reasoning ability seems to be better than that of Inspector Megure, who is used to being helped by detectives.
He thought for a moment and suddenly realized the key point: "You mean... the key lies in the driver's licenses in their wallets? The real connection between the dead may be related to the 'car'!"
The young detective nodded calmly, "Before going to Mr. Hattori's house for tea, let's go to the DMV first."
The time, place, characters, details of the cases in this book...all places may be changed
(End of this chapter)
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