Chapter 3187 3199 [Vermouth·Unemployed Director]
Recalling the scene at that time, the deputy captain's face was not very good: "When I heard her words, my mind went blank. After an unknown amount of time, I finally looked at Miss Xiaodu's body and guessed what happened."
He looked at Jiang Xia: "You guessed correctly just now, Miss Xiaodu is indeed not the biological child of Mayor Jincheng, but his stepdaughter. After the death of the mayor's wife, Miss Xiaodu hired someone to kidnap herself, probably to test whether Mayor Jincheng had any father-daughter feelings for her.
"But who knew that Mayor Jincheng refused to pay the ransom, so Miss Xiaodu never came back. In order to take revenge on Mayor Jincheng, one year later, she brought her accomplices and stole the mayor's precious screen."
The two high school girls listened to this story with mixed feelings: "If the mayor of Jincheng had paid the ransom, would things not have turned out like this?"
The deputy captain remembered something: “Speaking of the mayor of Jincheng, it seems that he probably already knew about these kidnappings and robberies, and they are actually related to Miss Xiaodu.
"So when I resigned, he specifically told me that it was all his fault that things turned out this way, and told me to hate him alone and not seek revenge."
"I didn't understand what he meant then, but now..."
Looking at the gradually brightening morning light, the murderer who had experienced too much lit a cigarette, revealing a complex expression that was unclear whether it was regret or relief.
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In the morning, the program crew members who came to work one after another finally realized something was wrong and sent a boat to look for them.
As news of the serial murders spread, it didn’t take long for the police to arrive and take over the aftermath.
Although the original detective competition program could not be filmed, the remaining material was enough to edit a program with high ratings. The program director said goodbye to Jiang Xia with mixed feelings and threw himself into his busy work.
The matter came to an end temporarily.
However, unlike in the past, after solving the case, Hattori Heiji and Conan looked depressed, lacking the confidence that a detective should have.
"Well..." On the way back to the town, Suzuki Sonoko looked at the two unlucky guys and comforted them, "Look at it from a positive perspective. That uncle is seeking revenge, not random killing. You are serving justice. Besides, isn't that yellow-haired guy still being rescued? Maybe he can still survive."
"Justice does not include killing..." Hattori Heiji wanted to loudly refute this fallacy, but because he lacked the confidence, what he said in the end sounded like a criminal talking to himself who was about to surrender.
Jiang Xia nodded: "You didn't know that he didn't wear gloves when he committed the crime. If we don't use this method to lure him out, after leaving this island, he has plenty of ways to escape from the public eye, lie dormant for a while, and then come back for revenge."
"How can you ..." Hattori Heiji wanted to refute again, but then he thought, Jiang Xia never thought of setting bait for the murderer, and now he said this just to comfort him...
"well."
In the end, he could only sigh heavily, continue to have a dark cloud over his head, and shrink into the corner to brew mushrooms.
Conan also has similar emotions, but compared to his Osaka classmate, this fake elementary school student is obviously more adaptable and knows how to let go of the past and look forward.
When they arrived at the place, the golden screen was brought to the mayor.
As the screen unfolded and was exposed to the sunlight, soon a string of melted gray pigment suddenly flowed from the corners of the eyes of the egret embroidered on it, like a trace of tears.
Mao Lilan opened her eyes wide in surprise: "It's crying!"
Suzuki Sonoko was equally shocked. She stroked her chin thoughtfully, "Could it be that they experienced the tragedy of the mayor's family and became spirits on the spot?"
Conan sighed speechlessly: "It's because the pigment has been sealed for a long time and suddenly came into contact with the air, causing an oxidation reaction."
Curacao, who was eavesdropping not too far away, said: "…" No, it was those guys in the logistics department who cut corners and made a fake of poor quality… Who was responsible for this golden folding screen? It's time for him to learn what dedication is.
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The busy fake lawyer thought it would take some time to deal with the follow-up of the screen.
However, all the materials were ready, and when they were about to start, the mayor of Jincheng fled abroad with his assets overnight, saying that he was "too sad after learning the truth." He never mentioned whether the screen was real or not.
"What a quick reaction." Curacao looked at the empty house and was silent for a moment. "No wonder he could see through his stepdaughter's kidnapping drama at a glance... Never mind. This saves trouble. She wasn't a target that had to be killed. Since she has fled the country, the matter can be handed over to someone else."
She did not stay long. She wrote the report overnight and fled the place where many people related to Wuzo were located.
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“So they went to Okinawa…”
The other side.
Vermouth spent several lonely nights in Tokyo. She thought that the children would come back after the Izu case was over, but after waiting and waiting...what she finally got was another piece of news.
After reading this freshly uncovered serial murder case, Vermouth piled up the newspapers in front of her, looked at the cases one after another, and fell into deep thought for a short while.
"Lawyers kill people, fishermen kill people, and finally there is even a serial murder on an isolated island..."
That child is having so much fun playing outside.
It was clearly her plan to get Wu Zuo to leave Tokyo, but since the opening of the play, it seemed like everything had nothing to do with her as the director.
The tiger did leave, but it also uprooted the mountain and took it away, leaving her alone sitting in front of a bare piece of land for several days.
"But fortunately, I haven't really done nothing these days." Vermouth pressed his brows and comforted himself:
"Also, every failure is a lesson learned. At least I know that when I try to capture Shirley, I can't just trick Uzo into going to another place as I did now."
"If you think about it carefully, it won't take too long to capture a powerless researcher. As long as I find a suitable venue in Tokyo and keep Uzo there for a few hours, I can achieve my goal..."
A witch with a thousand faces took off her plain glasses, tore off the man's disguise, combed her golden hair, and fell into deep thought.
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The other side.
Unlike Vermouth who was on high alert, the few people she was worried about were still having fun outside.
Dr. Agasa hung up the phone and said happily to the children and pseudo-children in the car, "Jiang Xia and Conan are returning today, so they should be able to meet up with us."
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