Chapter 2285 2297 [Prediction King]
Seeing that he was not suspected, Haitang Yangtai felt relieved and continued with his plan.
After "accidentally" encountering Jiang Xia and his group, he greeted the detective and immediately looked behind Jiang Xia with a worried look on his face.
The detective's observation skills really didn't disappoint Haitangyang. Jiang Xia was very cooperative and followed his script and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
Haitang Youta was happy in his heart, but his face looked even more worried. He shook his head: "Nothing, I'm just a little worried about Qianhe's condition."
Suzuki Sonoko glanced at him and was confused by his realistic expression. She couldn't help but wonder whether the man in front of her was really cheating on her or whether Mrs. Haitang was suspicious and made a misjudgment.
She really wanted to ask directly, but remembering that this was Jiang Xia's commission and had to be treated as an official matter, Suzuki Sonoko had to hold it back and barely suppressed her gossipy heart, only whispering a few words to Mao Li Ran.
When two high school girls were curious and guessing.
Beside him, Jiang Xia seemed to be at a loss as to how to respond, and finally just said, "Why do you say that?"
Haitang Yangta sighed: “Although Qianhe looks carefree and very strong, she is actually very thoughtful and always thinks a lot.
"As you know, she once wrote a bestseller. This should have been a good thing, but in fact, since then, she has always been worried that she can't write at the same level as before. She sighs all day long, stares at blank documents in a daze, and her temper becomes more and more irritable.
"I suspected she had depression and wanted to take her to see a doctor, but she was very resistant to this and refused to go to the hospital. She was very strong and I couldn't force her to go."
At this point, Haitang Yangtai wiped his face, as if he was filled with grief: "Now, her condition is getting worse and worse. I even often see her in the kitchen holding a kitchen knife and staring blankly..."
Vodka: "..." Depression, often holding a kitchen knife... Oh, you want to kill her and then disguise the scene as depression suicide?
Very good, keep your goal and don't waver, especially don't involve innocent passers-by in your clumsy plans like you just did, otherwise I... I will wait for you to die and curse you on your epitaph.
Haitang Yangtai was looking very sad, but at this moment his nose suddenly felt itchy, and he felt as if someone was talking about him.
He looked at Jiang Xia guiltily, but couldn't see anything, so he looked past Jiang Xia and behind him.
Worried that his wife would come out, Haitang Yangtai did not dare to stay for long. He stopped there, mentioned his wife's "depression", pretended not to talk about sex, and left.
…
When he walked away, Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help it. She poked Jiang Xia and asked in a low voice: "Is that man really involved with the assistant?"
Jiang Xia was about to speak, but suddenly changed the subject and said, "Wait, someone is coming."
Suzuki Sonoko was startled, looked up, and saw someone walking around the corner.
It was a young woman with blond hair. The female assistant was obviously here for them, but when their eyes met, she still looked surprised: "Did you finish talking to Teacher Qianhe so quickly?"
Jiang Xia nodded: "Any questions?"
The young female assistant shook her head with a worried look on her face: "Nothing, it's just... I'm a little worried about Mr. Chizuru's condition."
Vodka looked at her, then at Haitang Yangtai who had just walked away: "..." These two guys must be having an affair, their lines are exactly the same. You didn't plan on rehearsing the lines in advance, did you?
He looked to the side and saw that Wu Zuo was also silent for a moment, as if he felt that the quality of the actors this time was a little worrying. After a second, Vodka heard him repeat: "Why do you say that?"
The young female assistant sighed: "Ms. Qianhe looks like a very strong woman, but in fact, she is very fragile. She always feels that she can't write at her best. Sometimes, in order to revise the manuscript, she can't sleep all night and often has to rely on sleeping pills to stay asleep."
She looked at Jiang Xia sincerely and said, "So I hope you won't tell her too many stories every day, lest she starts to have wild thoughts. Anyway, there's still a lot of time, so you can tell her slowly."
Vodka glanced at her: "..." Take sleeping pills every day? Tell fewer stories?
...So that's what's going on. This woman must have wanted to do it at night, but was worried that Jiang Xia would be telling stories to the female writer all night and that would delay her opportunity to commit the crime. So she wanted to mislead Jiang Xia in this way so that he wouldn't get in the way at night.
Vodka: “…” It seems that these three people are targeting each other… I hope they can aim more accurately and not involve me, an innocent outsider, like they did just now.
…
At the end of the day, I didn't tell many detective stories, but I did hear a lot of casual talk or suggestive conversation.
As the night grew darker, the three people who had taken turns to encounter the detective gang finally calmed down and reunited.
"This is your guest room." Haitang Qianhe said with a smile, "Have a good rest tonight, we'll talk tomorrow."
As a female writer with some fame and a successful side job, Haitang's family has more than one villa - there is another smaller villa next door, where Haitang Qianhe arranged the three guests to stay.
Both sides said good night to each other politely and then went back to their rooms.
Before entering the door, Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but look back and felt something was wrong.
She whispered to Jiang Xia, "They clearly asked us to tell stories. I have sorted out several of my experiences, but they are not listening carefully at all."
Jiang Xia also followed her and turned around, just in time to see Haitang Qianhe stopped at the door of another villa.
Then the former female gangster and current female writer looked up at the night sky and said with emotion: "The moon is so beautiful. It seems that I can continue to write my novel tonight."
Her voice was full of energy and clearly heard by the detectives.
Vodka: "..." This guy is talking to himself so loudly, he must have his own thoughts. What does she want to do? Is she going to kill everyone at once? Once we get into the house, we have to check all the pipes here...
After Haitang Qianhe finished her sigh, she opened the door and went back to the house.
Haitang Yangtai and the female assistant looked at her back, stunned for a moment, then chuckled twice and walked in.
Jiang Xia retracted his gaze: "It's getting dark, let's go to bed first."
Conan nodded hesitantly. He also thought these three people were strange. However, compared to these passers-by with complicated relationships, there was another person who greatly attracted his attention.
——Vodka.
Conan: "..." What is this person's intention in hiding his identity and pretending to be a fan and hanging around Jiang Xia?
Didn’t Dad say that the Black Organization generally doesn’t recruit detectives? Is he reliable?
(End of this chapter)
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