Chapter 2515 2527 [Case Closed]
Mrs. Ogata, who was suddenly pulled out: "..."
"Mom?" The Ogata brothers saw her expression and immediately understood everything. "Did you really do this? Why did you do this!"
Jiang Xia looked at Mrs. Ogata and said, "I think you also thought of the guqin in the old man's room through the song in the music box. So during dinner, you left the restaurant and set up these traps under the pretext of cleaning the guest room.
"When a car finally passed by the backyard and Miss Haruna and the others saw the shadow on the window and screamed, you rushed to the guest room with the others, pushed open the paper door that was not often used, and triggered the switch that caused Guqin to fall.
“When the others heard the noise and rushed to the room where the guqin was placed, you took advantage of the chaos and fell behind to tear off the black paper in the shape of a human being pasted on the glass window in the corridor.
"At the same time, you ran to the landline and quickly sent a message to Miss Haruna's pager saying 'I'm waiting for you, Haruna'.
"You think that by creating the illusion that the deceased Mr. Shugo and his wife are haunting her, you can make Miss Haruna feel terrified, completely give up the stamps, and stay away from you guys.
"But what you didn't expect was that your eldest son happened to sneak into the room at that time, and the fallen zither hit him, almost resulting in a murder."
Brother Ogata didn't want to believe it: "But I remember that not long after we saw my brother fall to the ground, my mother came running over. She shouldn't have had time to clean up the silk that spanned several rooms. Maybe someone else actually made the mechanism, and my mother just happened to trigger the paper door that caused the guqin to fall..."
"Silk doesn't need to be harvested manually." Jiang Xia raised his hand and pointed behind him, "Just make good use of modern technology."
Everyone followed his direction and looked back in confusion, only to see an inconspicuous desktop electric fan humming, providing just the right amount of cool breeze for everyone.
Jiang Xia: "When recycling silk, you just need to cut the closed loop and stick any end to the fan blade. Then, when the fan starts, the silk will be automatically rolled into the fan."
Everyone in the Ogata family was speechless.
After a moment, Mr. Ogata couldn't help but look at his ordinary old wife: "You can think of such a big project in such a short time... You are really a genius."
Mrs. Ogata snorted coldly: "It's not that difficult. Strictly speaking, I didn't come up with these tricks myself."
Curacao: “?!”
Mrs. Ogata looked at her two sons and said, “When they were young, these two boys often played pranks with silk threads. I just followed their example.
"As for the ghost shadows, there happened to be a tree in my backyard. In the past, guests who stayed in the guest room were frightened by the shadows of the leaves cast on the door because of the passing vehicles. Although we cut down the tree later, I remembered the method."
Curacao: “…”
Mrs. Ogata didn't realize that her few words could make the lawyer's mood fluctuate. Her attention was all on Yuuki Haruna.
At this point, Mrs. Ogata sighed, "Because I heard that Miss Haruna also has a hobby of stamp collecting... I really don't want her to take the stamps left by my father-in-law, so I resorted to this desperate measure."
Yuuki Haruna suddenly remembered something: "Those abusive emails I received on my pager before..."
"I sent it." Mrs. Ogata was too lazy to argue. "We just found out that the stamps were missing, so we couldn't help but suspect you."
"That doesn't matter." Brother Ogata pressed the bandage on his forehead, disagreeing with his mother's behavior. "If you want to scare her, why don't you just throw something else? Why break the guqin left by grandma?"
Suzuki Sonoko and Mouri Ran looked at him in surprise, and their impression of this bad-tempered brother changed: although he was a little sharp-tongued, they didn't expect that he actually valued his family so much.
Before I could finish this thought, I heard Brother Ogata continue: "Although it is not as valuable as a stamp, it is still an antique. Wouldn't it be more cost-effective to sell it?"
Two high school girls: "..."
Beside her, Mrs. Ogata had no intention of blaming her son. She smiled peacefully, "Don't worry, the piano that was broken just now is just a cheap imitation of an antique. I sold the real piano to an antique shop a long time ago."
"..." Mr. Ogata only then realized that the guqin, which was worth a bit of money, was gone. His reliance suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't help but said anxiously, "Why didn't you discuss this with me?"
Mrs. Ogata argued, "My newly renovated modern kitchen, your new car, Minoru's computer... Which of these things doesn't cost money? - If we don't sell the things left by our parents, do we have to rely on your salary, which is better than nothing? Or do we have to rely on Minoru's company, which has been losing money?"
Brother Ogata scratched his head and said, "Even the piano is gone, so doesn't that mean that everything that can be sold in the house has been sold? Now all that's left is the music box that Grandpa gave to Miss Haruna, and I don't know how much it can be sold for."
"Well..." Yuuki Haruna interrupted his reverie, "Didn't I tell you that I took it to an antique shop for appraisal, and the result was that it was just an ordinary, slightly old music box."
"No way." Ogata's brother was stunned. "I remember when grandpa asked me to contact you for him, he said, 'To thank you for protecting Haruna for me, I decided to give you this music box that is worth 200 million yen to anyone.'"
"200 million yuan?!" Mrs. Ogata's dead look came back to life. She said excitedly, "That music box is actually so valuable!"
Mr. Ogata believed Yuuki Haruna's words more: "How is it possible? I remember it very clearly. The music box was an ordinary handicraft that my father bought from a hot spring shop when I went on a hot spring trip with my parents when I was a child."
Jiang Xia: "The 200 million yuan your grandfather mentioned is not the music itself, but the three missing notes. Many people would use Iroha to represent the DOREMI scale. In the music box's "Come, Spring", the three missing notes are RA, DO, and RA.
"If we use Iroha nomenclature, it actually expresses 'い', 'は' and 'い', and together they form いはい - a memorial tablet."
"Tablet?" Everyone in the Ogata family was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood something. They rushed to the mourning hall and picked up the tablet of Grandpa Ogata.
After studying it for a while, Mr. Ogata tried to pull it out with force. With a snap, the tablet broke into two pieces, revealing a narrow gap.
Mr. Ogata excitedly turned it over and knocked it, and soon a set of thin stamps fell out of it.
(End of this chapter)
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