Chapter 2656-2668 [Gin: Dissipate the Smell]
In Zhengying’s villa.
Inspector Megure asked around but didn't seem to get any useful clues.
He had no choice but to put his target back on the most suspicious guy from five years ago: "The person who came into the study and scolded your husband, please provide some clues. At least, at least his age and accent should have some impression on you."
"Well..." Mrs. Zhengying had to think hard, "He has a standard Tokyo accent, and, uh, he seems to be wearing a hat, and his hair is black, so he should be young. Also... he is wearing sunglasses and has a very thick beard, so I can't see his appearance clearly."
Inspector Megure: “…” We did get some clues, but it sounded like the other party had deliberately disguised himself, with the beard, hat, sunglasses… Once he takes these things off, he won’t be recognizable at all.
He sighed: "So tonight, was the magic notebook left by your husband stolen?"
Mrs. Zhengying was clueless: "I only know there is such a thing, but I don't know where it is exactly. I haven't read the books left by my husband, so..."
Mumu Police Department: "..."
If this lady wasn't so old, he really wanted to investigate her as the murderer first - how could someone live her life in such a muddle, with such a big thing happening around her but still not knowing anything.
"There must be photos." Hashimoto Maya watched for a moment and decided to pretend to work hard so that the adult could see that he was not just slacking off, but was seriously acting as the Watson next to Jiang Xia:
"When friends come to visit our home, they usually take photos together. If you have a photo album, you can take it out and look at it - if the person who visited us five years ago has also been here before, we may be able to get clues from the album."
Mrs. Zhengying sighed, "Well, the photo album is in my husband's study - the room next door."
Inspector Megure never picked his younger brothers when solving a case. When he heard Hashimoto Maya's suggestion to check the photo album, he readily followed her lead and opened the door to the next room.
Then, along with the door and the people, he and the others were trapped in an extremely narrow corridor.
Mumu Police Department: "..."
He closed the door awkwardly, walked around to the other side of the door hinge and opened it again: "Why is the corridor so narrow? There is not even enough width for a door..."
"Sorry, sorry." Mrs. Zhengying said helplessly, "My husband likes spacious rooms, the wider the better. Once the room is expanded, the corridor will be occupied, so the final layout becomes like this."
The group walked through the door, entered the study, and looked through the photo album left by Mr Zhengying.
Mrs. Zhengying took out one photo album after another, gradually piling them up into a small mountain on the table.
Officer Gao Mu was stunned: "So many." How long will it take to investigate this...
Feeling bitter, he could only sit next to Mrs. Zhengying with a notebook in hand, watching her flipping through the photo album page by page, looking for the suspicious man from five years ago.
…
The FBI was working overtime, the police were also working overtime, and on such a busy night, some members of the organization certainly could not escape the same fate.
Gin had just dealt with a leaker. He kicked the body into the ditch, wiped the blood off his hands and got back into the car. Just as he sat down, a message from his spy suddenly came through on his phone.
——At the Xinghe Tongwu Magic Show Theater, the police arrested one person and conducted a search related to illegal transactions.
"Hoshigawa Tonggo Magic Show Theater..."
Gin is not interested in magic, nor is he interested in Hoshigawa Dougo, but he knows that this is the transaction site that Vodka has reported tonight.
——It was agreed to be a foolproof secret deal, but Vodka had just arrived and the place was searched by the police right after?
"Sure enough, he's still the same guy who messes up everything." Gin snorted coldly. Although he was dissatisfied, he felt a little relieved: if Vodka went out and came back to be flawless, with an innocent look and never making mistakes... that would make people feel creepy.
But…the extent of the mess this time wasn’t as great as before.
Gin glanced at the content sent by his spy. After confirming that Vodka and the transaction partner were not exposed and that they were not the ones arrested, he nodded slightly with satisfaction.
Of course, we still need to strike back when we should. If we can escape the police raid this time, we may not be able to do so next time.
Gin opened his mailbox and was about to send a message to Vodka. However, at this moment, his phone buzzed and an email popped up first.
...sent by vodka.
When I clicked on it, I saw the whole article was filled with another familiar code name, as well as the person involved, Vodka's tearful accusation against someone and his gratitude for escaping from the clutches of the devil in time.
Gin: “…”
"I'm not wrong that Vodka really wants to get rid of ouzo from the bottom of his heart, rather than playing hard to get."
Gin lit a cigarette and thought in the rising smoke: "But while thinking this, he still unconsciously chose the place where Uzo was... Haha, letting him go out alone to train for a while, it turned out to be right."
…
In Mr. Zhengying’s villa.
Jiang Xia rubbed his nose and felt the tip of his nose was a little itchy: "..." Strange, is someone scolding him behind his back again?
He hoped that when that person cursed, a trace of murderous aura would drop out, and then luckily it would float to him.
While thinking, Jiang Xia flipped through the photo album.
Suddenly, a small hand came from the side and snapped a page. Conan exclaimed in surprise: "This is it!"
Jiang Xia came back to his senses, looked down, and saw a colorful photo - the protagonist of the photo was an elderly magician who was standing in a narrow corridor, gesturing with his hand behind him.
A few meters behind him, at the end of the narrow corridor, there was a Christmas tree decorated with beautiful lights.
Hashimoto Maya quietly peeked out and hissed, "…" Isn't the place where this tree is located exactly where the body was lying? - Could this be the "Christmas tree magic" that the magician's wife mentioned just now?
Conan noticed someone behind him and suddenly came back to his senses from the surprise of finding a clue.
After a moment of stiffness, he said in an innocent childish voice: "These magics are so beautiful! This villa is really like what the lady said, there are traps everywhere - eh? What is that?"
Hashimoto Maya wanted to turn back after hearing this, but she was worried that this guy would take the opportunity to plot against her. But if she didn't turn back, she was worried that there was really danger behind her...
Finally, he took a step sideways, guarding both front and back at the same time, and turned his head like a crab in a somewhat odd posture.
Conan: “……?”
(End of this chapter)
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