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Conan suddenly discovered something. The child's unique height gave him many advantages in some strange aspects - for example, he didn't even need to lower his head to get close. He could easily find that at the bottom of the door, which was almost the same height as him, there were the pseudonyms "Mama's Room" written on it.
Unlike "kachan" which has several meanings, this short word clearly refers to mother.
Conan pointed at the two words, and considering the presence of "Ms. Shirai", he put on an innocent voice: "That Miss Koto seems to be more accustomed to calling her mother 'mama'! I didn't expect such a lady to use such a cute name."
Curacao glanced at him: "..." A first-grade primary school student can actually consciously distinguish between civilians and "young ladies"... This seemingly innocent child can no longer be regarded as an ordinary child without any thoughts.
Jiang Xia seemed not to notice the implicit exchange between the two. He thought: "Everyone has their own way of addressing others. If the 'mama' on the door refers to the mother, then the 'kachan' on the door frame may not be the pronunciation of 'mother', but refers to another person with 'ka' in his name."
The program director was not interested in what the kids had drawn. He looked at the three different height lines on the door frame and guessed casually, "Maybe these were Miss Xiaodu's classmates at the time?"
Hattori Heiji looked at him speechlessly and pointed to the cluster of horizontal lines at the bottom: "That Miss Xiaodu was shorter than Conan at the time. How could she have a friend who is almost as tall as me? These two taller height lines should be her family members."
Jiang Xia walked out of the door holding the candlestick and came to the door of the room opposite: "If Miss Xiaodu has the habit of marking the owner of the room on the door, then the other doors..."
He lowered the candlestick to illuminate the bottom of the door. As expected, the innocent and lovely Miss Xiaodu had written the name on more than one door - on the door opposite, at almost the same height, the words "Kachan's Room" were written in bold.
By analogy, this is the room of that "kachan".
"In that case..." Conan suddenly thought of something and ran towards the nearest room.
Soon, he found what he wanted to see, "This is the room of the tallest 'chioni'!"
Suzuki Sonoko squatted next to Jiang Xia and got close to the door in front of her to take a closer look: "In addition to these words, there seems to be something else scribbled below... What is this? It's a big mess."
Mao Lilan also discovered it: "It should be a picture drawn by a child. It looks like... uh, like a chicken with big wings?"
"With wings this big, it's probably not a chicken." Suzuki Sonoko frowned and thought hard. She looked at the beak of the abstract chicken and said, "The mouth is also this big... Could it be a crow?"
Conan reported the situation at another door: "There is also a painting on this door! It should be... an eel?"
"There are birds and fish. Why do you want to draw these things..."
Things that are difficult to understand always make people feel a little scared. After the initial novelty, Mao Lilan suddenly realized that these abstract and sloppy sketches seemed to be left by a woman who might have been murdered in her childhood.
Mao Lilan: “…”
Layer upon layer of horror buffs, she instantly felt like she was in a horror movie. The timid female high school student shuddered: "We have already searched the first floor, but we didn't find anyone. Let's go back to the restaurant."
"Don't worry, I'll take these first." Hattori Heiji took two photos slowly:
"What we can guess now is that these two Kachan and Chioni are people who often go to the island with the mayor's family for vacation... Now things are simple. As long as we wait for the rescue to arrive tomorrow, we can go back to the town and ask the mayor, and the identities of these two people will be clear. Maybe this is related to the two murders on the island."
Curacao: "..." Wait until the rescue arrives tomorrow? By then, the opportunity will probably be gone - do you think you can leave this isolated island before the incident is over?
...I don’t know whether this dark-skinned detective really doesn’t understand Wuzo, or he has already become Jiang Xia’s accomplice and is just pretending.
Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly, a painful scream of "Ah--!!" came from the second floor.
“?!”
The group of people on the first floor were shocked: "What's going on?!"
The program director recognized it and said, "This... sounds like Kumi is shouting."
"Kume? That yellow-haired guy looks so arrogant, but is he so timid?" Hattori Heiji obviously didn't have a good impression of this boatman, but now was not the time to dwell on these things - why was he screaming on the second floor? Was there really someone hiding up there?
With this thought in mind, the two detectives did not linger any longer. Together with the other fake detective, they followed the shouting sound and ran upstairs quickly.
…
Walking up the stairs to the corridor, Jiang Xia lowered his head and saw Huangmao sitting at the door of a room.
After the shock just now, the man seemed to come to his senses. He shouted again, then used his hands and feet to flap backwards like a crab, until his back hit the wall of the corridor.
"What's wrong? Did you meet someone?" Hattori Heiji looked at the scene in confusion: he thought that after rushing up, he would see the hidden criminals... But now, looking left and right, it seemed that no one chased out of the room in front of the yellow-haired man.
Jiang Xia walked to the side of Huangmao, stopped and looked into the house, and saw another boatman and the deputy captain standing inside, who were also confused by Huangmao's reaction.
Hearing Hattori Heiji's question, the black-haired man waved his hands in a ridiculous manner. He walked out and helped the yellow-haired man up, and explained with a smile: "There are no criminals in the house, no one - Kume was suddenly like this because he was frightened by the painting."
Inside the room, the second captain was standing in front of the picture they were talking about.
Hearing people at the door talking about it, the middle-aged man considerately turned sideways, raised the candle, and illuminated the oil painting on the wall.
It was a depressing portrait of a single person, in which a young woman was wearing a purple top, standing against a dark purple background. She lowered her head, her face was gloomy and melancholy, and her black hair fell down along her shoulders - although her face had been artistically processed, judging from her princess-cut hairstyle, this should be a portrait of the mayor's only daughter, Miss Xiaodu.
"It's really scary at first glance." Mao Lilan glanced at the yellow-haired man and expressed deep sympathy - if it were her, she would definitely be scared when she lifted the curtain and saw such a portrait on the wall... but she probably wouldn't be so embarrassed as to run away.
(End of this chapter)
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