Chapter 647: Pretending to be dead!
Recently, the police in Gunma Prefecture found a man in red who had been dead for a long time in the Toujin Forest.
In order to facilitate identification, they posted the deceased's personal belongings and characteristics online.
Those items aroused the suspicion of some detectives - the deceased had car keys but no driver's license. He had cigarettes but no lighter. In addition, according to the time on the receipt he carried with him, the man in red died in the summer, but he was wearing a thick sweater...
All these details have led to doubts about the authenticity of the red-clothed man's "suicide".
The police then decided to come to the vicinity of Toushen Forest to inquire about the situation - even if they could not solve the case in the end, at least they had to show their attitude.
This is why Yamamura Cao came here with a team of criminal police.
However, what Inspector Yamamura did not expect was that he and his group had just arrived at the hotel and had not had time to ask anything before they were stopped by the hotel staff. After seeing them, the staff showed a relieved expression and told them that another person had "hanged himself" upstairs.
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"There is indeed something wrong with the Feng Shui here..."
Shancuncao tightly grasped his police notebook as a talisman. At the same time, he looked at the detective next to him and asked in a low voice: "Speaking of which, on the way here, did you pay attention to the roadside? Why didn't I see the 'Front-falling Jizo'?"
——The "Front-falling Jizo" is a stone Jizo statue lying face down on the ground, used to suppress the evil spirits in this "Head God Forest". According to legend, anyone who lifts it up will be haunted by evil spirits.
Shancuncao was very concerned about these supernatural legends, and on the way here he talked to his colleagues about it, asking them not to touch things carelessly. As a result, a group of materialistic colleagues were also indoctrinated with the legends related to "Front-falling Dizang".
"I didn't see it either." The detective he asked shook his head. "Maybe I missed it. Although the car was not going very fast, the weeds in the mountains are thick and it might have been covered by the weeds."
"Really..." Shancuncao was still a little panicked. He felt that missing the chance to see the Suppression Artifact was not a good sign.
But no matter how much he cared, after arriving on the second floor and seeing the crowd of onlookers in the corridor, the face-conscious police officer Yamamura could only temporarily stop talking about this topic. He cleared his throat, adjusted his collar, and prepared to deal with this sudden "hanging" incident.
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When a few detectives simply collected evidence and were about to put the body down.
In the corridor, Yamamura So cleared his throat and looked at the "passers-by" he had driven out of the deceased's room, especially Maori Ran and Maori Kogoro who had rushed to the body: "Do you know the deceased?"
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When the adults were talking.
Conan took advantage of his low presence at certain times and sneaked into the house.
Without those giant-like adults blocking the view of a first-grader like him, Conan could finally see the dead person in the house clearly.
His eyes fell on the dead "Jiang Xia", and he had the same question as Maori Kogoro - although he could barely see some shadow of Jiang Xia, the whole face of the corpse was terribly deformed, and it must have been very painful when he died...
Conan's face was solemn, and a reflection of hidden anger flashed across his glasses. He was determined to bring the lawless criminal Toru Amuro to justice.
But at the same time, he stared at the corpse in front of him and always felt that something was wrong - was this really Jiang Xia? The deformation was too drastic.
After a moment, Conan suddenly remembered something and his eyes fell on "Jiang Xia's" hand.
Then he was stunned.
——The corpse’s left hand, without a wrist guard.
"..." He remembered that when Jiang Xia tried to cancel his account a year ago, he was very violent. He was left with a deep scar on his left wrist.
Later, I don’t know whether Jiang Xia thought the scar was ugly or it brought back bad memories, so he wore a wrist guard to cover it up all year round.
But now…
A question suddenly arose in Conan's mind.
While the police were not paying attention, he ran to the body, carefully lifted up the hand hanging on the ground, and looked at the inside of the wrist.
“……”No scar.
...This is not Jiang Xia!
As soon as this thought flashed through Conan's mind, his collar suddenly tightened.
Yamamura Cao spotted the kid who sneaked into the crime scene, caught Conan, and dragged him out of the room:
"Whose child is this? Don't let him destroy the crime scene!"
When Maori Kogoro heard this, he had a vague premonition. He turned around and saw that the person who was caught was indeed Conan.
He was still busy pinching his daughter's Ren Zhong point and had no time to spare.
Just as he was about to shout across the air, a spectator suddenly moved over from outside the crowd.
The young man dressed in a sunny manner stretched out his hand, picked up Conan skillfully like a cat, and took the stunned pseudo-primary school student from Shancuncao's hands: "Give it to me, this is my neighbor..."
I wanted to say "neighbors" but halfway through the sentence, I suddenly remembered that Conan now lived in Maori's house, and Maori's house was not next to Jiang Xia's house, so I continued the sentence a little longer: "The child of a friend's family on the next street."
"You have to watch the child." Although Shancuncao couldn't understand why someone would bring the child of a friend from the next street out to play, he finally found the guardian. "How could he sneak in and play with the corpse? This is very unfair to the deceased..."
As he spoke, Shancuncao looked at the "guardian of the naughty child" and his voice gradually weakened.
——As a policeman who was somewhat interested in solving cases, Yamamura Cao certainly knew a lot about various famous detectives. Moreover, he had met Jiang Xia once before.
At this time, Shancuncao looked at the person who came over to claim the naughty child, and the more he looked, the more familiar he looked.
After a moment of silence, he finally couldn't help but say the name he was thinking of: "...Jiang Xia?"
"Yeah." Jiang Xia nodded, put down the heavy bag weighing more than ten kilograms, and lifted Conan, who was a little tired. Then he looked at the room surrounded by the crowd and the police, and asked in confusion, "What happened?"
"..." Shancuncao looked at him, then looked at the "Jiang Xia" hanging on the floor of the room, and then looked at him again.
A second later, the theist policeman suddenly raised his hands to cover his chest, trembling, and fell down without a sound.
"......?" His detective subordinates didn't react, and after a while they rushed over in shock, "Inspector Yamamura!"
Amuro Toru lowered his head and looked at the policeman who had fallen at his feet: "?"
...Is this because of being scared?
...What's wrong with this policeman?
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Kogoro Mouri was also attracted by the commotion at the door. He looked at the living Jiang Xia in shock and was stunned for a moment.
Just now, Kogoro Mori pinched his daughter's philtrum for a long time but failed to wake her up.
If you suddenly stop the action now, the previous operation will take effect with a delay.
Mao Lilan woke up and was stunned for a while. She pressed her forehead and recalled what happened before she fainted. When she looked up, she saw Mao Li Kogoro's strange expression.
(End of this chapter)
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