Chapter 1899 1907 [Introducing a detective to you]
Wen Yue Hua Lian: "Although there are always people who say bad things about the teacher, she is usually a very gentle person and is very kind to me. So... I heard that you have solved many complicated cases. Please make sure to catch the person who killed Bandai teacher!"
After saying that, she completely lost her appetite for breakfast and turned away.
Izuka Saburo felt sorry for his idol, but at the same time he secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "..." It turned out that the "important person" referred to that old witch... He said that Miss Hualien was pure and innocent, so how could she be in love!
Suzuki Sonoko looked at Wen Yue Hua Lian's receding back, and tugged at Jiang Xia blankly, unable to believe it: "'Gentle'?, 'Be good to her'? Is the person Miss Hua Lian is talking about really the dead female leader?"
Before Jiang Xia could say anything, a puppet about the length of his forearm suddenly came up to his face.
The doll was wearing a small suit with a bow tie on its collar, and it was moving its mouth. "Don't believe an actress's tears. She's an actress. An actress can cry even when she's laughing her ass off. To be honest, she usually has a lot of private time. During that time, none of us could find her and no one knew what she was doing. If you are deceived by her cute appearance, you might be the next one to die."
Conan looked past the puppet and at the person manipulating it. He recognized that this was the ghost actress's younger brother: "I heard that you and your sister were also adopted by the female leader since childhood? If she dies, are there other beneficiaries besides you?"
The man moved his hands and used ventriloquism to let the puppet speak for him: "Yes."
Conan nodded and waited for the next words, but nothing came for a long time.
This member who provided the clue seemed different from the previous self-aware people, so he had to ask: "Who is it?"
"Who is it?" The puppet asked in a provocative tone, "I'm just a puppet. I can't see anything, hear anything, or speak anything."
Then he walked away.
Conan: “…”
...Why are there so many riddlers here! Two people have already died. Under normal circumstances, even the most stubborn passers-by would have spoken up!
Jiang Xia was calm: "Maybe he is worried that if he knows too much, he will be silenced."
Suzuki Sonoko scratched her head, thinking that this ventriloquist was a little scary: "Why does he insist on letting the puppet speak for him when he can just say it directly?"
"There's nothing I can do~"
A voice floated faintly from behind me, and a figure appeared behind me without me noticing.
Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan were startled and jumped out. Jiang Xia turned around and looked at the ghost-like actress: "Do you have any clues?"
The actress was still wearing her acting kimono. She lifted her wide sleeves and smiled, "My brother and I were bullied by that woman since we were young. She was cruel to us. My brother was too young at the time and became less and less willing to talk to people. When he learned ventriloquism, he only let the puppet speak for him.
"A philanthropic person would never treat his adopted son differently to this extent, so do you understand? - My brother is right, Wen Yue Hua Lian must have lied just now.
"But this doesn't mean that we three are the only suspects." The actress glanced around the restaurant and pointed at the clown who was chasing after Inspector Fupo to ask about the progress of the case. "For example, he once borrowed money from the head of the group and the scriptwriter at high interest rates. Because he couldn't pay back the loan due to the compounded interest, he can only work like a slave in our group. But now, both of his creditors are dead, and he is free."
“…”
Officer Sato counted on his fingers: "So everyone in this troupe has a grudge against the female troupe leader?"
Jiang Xia nodded, and said sympathetically: "Even those three temporary workers were severely reprimanded by her."
Izuka Saburo, who was listening in, was startled, and a little murderous intent flashed silently: "..." Just talk, why mention them! They have already tried so hard to reduce their presence, damn detective.
…
The actress threw a mess of clues, turned around with a look of concealing her achievements and fame, took small steps, and floated away.
Jiang Xia was just about to finish eating the somewhat cold egg roll, but just as he turned around, he suddenly saw an extra person sitting next to him. He didn't know when that person appeared, but he stared at him with a big face, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.
Jiang Xia's hand holding the fork trembled, and he managed to hold back from stabbing. He smiled and said, "What's the matter?"
...People who are not murderous walk without making any noise and appear out of nowhere, which sometimes really scares the psychic.
The person who suddenly came closer was the mysterious inn manager.
"Have you heard about the 'Red Bearded Santa Claus' from that actor?" The manager sighed. "Now that things have come to this, I won't hide it from you. There is something I must tell you."
He lowered his voice mysteriously: "In fact, when 'Red Bearded Santa Claus' was still alive, the deceased female group leader and playwright often stayed in our hotel - not only during performances, but also at other times. Moreover, they would specify a room every time and insisted on staying next to 'Red Bearded Santa Claus'."
Jiang Xia: "So they know each other?"
"I don't know about that." The manager was indeed the Riddler. "We have never seen them come into contact with each other. But no one can guarantee that they won't move around in the middle of the night."
After saying that, he bowed slightly politely and turned to leave.
Jiang Xia munched on the egg roll thoughtfully. No matter what happened, he still had to eat breakfast.
Before I could even take two bites, someone came with another clue.
Jiang Xia raised her head and looked up along the pair of high heels parked next to her, and saw a pair of straight and slender legs, a well-proportioned figure... and a face that was more resolute than a man's.
Even if that face was put on Vodka, it wouldn't look out of place.
Narumi Fuwa had stopped beside him at some point. This police inspector, whose face and temper were tougher than a man's, held a cigarette in his hand and exhaled a puff of smoke slowly: "Are you curious about the relationship between the two dead and the 'Red Bearded Santa Claus'? If you really want to know, it's okay to tell you - that 'Red Bearded Santa Claus' is the drug dealer I've been following."
Jiang Xia nodded: "Is that so."
Fuwa Narumi raised her eyebrows slightly: "You don't seem very surprised? The person in the ghost story suddenly became a drug dealer in reality. If some third-rate reporter knew about it, this week's article would be lost."
Jiang Xia smiled: "My friend told me this guess last night - I am not the only great detective. There are many hidden detectives who have not yet been discovered by the world, but this does not affect their brilliance."
As he said that, he turned and looked at the table where the three temporary workers were sitting.
(End of this chapter)
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