Chapter 197

Xingchuan Heming's voice was calm and confident, and he was not affected by the undercurrents in the outside world. He first asked the old butler politely:

"Excuse me, Mr. Butler. You can easily lift a child with one hand. Your body is indeed healthier than many young people. I guess you exercise regularly, right?"

The old butler didn't know what Xingchuan and Ming meant by their irrelevant words, but considering his own image, he still patiently replied:

"Yes, I exercise regularly, so I'm in good shape."

"I see. I think so. Since you exercise regularly, I guess you don't have any sudden heart disease, right?"

"Of course not... Why are you asking these questions?" the old butler asked alertly.

"Of course I wanted to rule out some possibilities that might cause misunderstandings in advance. But now it seems that my reasoning was correct." After Xingchuan Heming finished speaking, he suddenly changed the subject and his tone became tougher.

"In that case, please let Mr. Butler recall the situation at that time. Before the banquet started, did you catch a child running around in the venue and get hit in the chest with a headbutt?"

The old butler didn't expect Xingchuan and Ming to bring up this matter, but it wasn't something that needed to be avoided, so he nodded happily and said:

"Yes. I did encounter a naughty child at that time, so I handed him over to his guardian. Although his guardian was unable to control him later."

Little Conan, who was accused of being "too naughty", grinned awkwardly, but fortunately he was hiding under the table and no one saw his expression.

"I happened to know that kid, and coincidentally, I learned something from him. When you caught him, he struggled violently, and in the process of fighting, his head accidentally hit your chest. According to the kid, he felt a hard object in your chest pocket at the time, and it hit his head. Now it seems that it should be the air conditioner remote control you carry with you."

The old butler did not answer immediately, but his face became a little gloomy.

"According to common sense, a child's strength is not that great, and what he hit was a remote control, which had a large contact area with his body, so you should not have been hurt.

However, the child said that when you were hit, your chest hurt so much that he almost thought you had a heart attack. He even thought he had made you sick.

But the strange thing is that after you felt pain for a while, your chest recovered quickly. So, Mr. Butler, can you tell me why you felt so much pain at that time?"

Of course the old butler would not answer this question. In fact, his face was already livid, his expression was stiff, and he was shaking with anger, and he could not say anything. Only his eyes were angry as if they were about to spit fire, staring fiercely at Xingchuan and Ming's heads that were drooping because they were in a sleeping posture, and he wanted to use his eyes to sew Xingchuan and Ming's mouth shut, so that he would stop talking.

However, he was destined to be disappointed, because Xingchuan Heming's next words directly revealed the secret he had been trying hard to hide.

"Of course it hurts. But it's not because the remote control on your chest presses on your heart, causing a recurrence of a heart disease. Rather, the back of the remote control presses on the handle of the syringe hidden in the chest pocket, and the edge of the handle is very thin, so when a child accidentally bumps into it in a panic, the remote control is pressed backwards uncontrollably, pressing the edge of the handle into the flesh behind it!

That’s right, the syringe that you secretly hid in your chest and deliberately covered with the remote control was the one that was used as a murder weapon and took the life of the deceased. It was the syringe that carried the twisted desires of human beings! "

Inspector Megure was shocked and said, "What? It turned out to be like this! Did he hide the syringe in the chest pocket of his shirt at that time?"

"Things like that can always draw attention, and once exposed, it will affect the family's reputation. As a steward who cares about the family, I naturally have to carry them with me to feel at ease.

Because of this, after this unexpected collision, the handle of the syringe left a faint scratch on the back of the air-conditioning remote control, and also left a very special wound on the butler's chest.

Of course, if the housekeeper is willing to cooperate, the police only need to check the shape of the wound on the chest and the scratches on the back of the remote control, and then compare them with the edge of the handle of the syringe found in Mrs. Kamimura's bun, and they can quickly analyze what the object that caused the strange wound is. If you are lucky, you can still find traces of blood on it and extract DNA. "

"That's enough, Mr. Butler. Stop making excuses and continue deceiving yourself. You are the murderer of the deceased!"

Instantly, everyone's eyes turned to the old butler. Uemura Yuta was so angry that his eyes were blazing with fire. He strode forward and said to the old butler viciously:

"It's you! You killed my father!"

"I didn't! I never thought of killing the head of the family!" The old butler retorted loudly in excitement, "I just wanted to create enough trouble for him and make him realize that he is no longer able to take on the responsibility of being the head of the family.

The head of the family has been cooperating with those dangerous gangs for so many years, and sooner or later it will bring disaster to the family. I can't watch him destroy the family like this, so I want to use this method to force him to resign as the head of the family. But I really never thought of killing him!"

After the old butler finished speaking, his excited emotions calmed down a little, but perhaps because he was speaking with emotion, his eyes became even redder. After a slight pause, the old butler looked at everyone again, and when he spoke again, his words were more sincere and heartfelt.

"I have been in the Uemura family all my life, and my greatest wish is to see the Uemura family prosper. Do you know how much of a blow it is to a family to lose its head? As the steward of the Uemura family, how could I possibly want to do such a thing!"

"Uh, why would you do that, the question is..."

Suddenly, Maori Kogoro thought of something, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He confidently stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the old butler:

"I understand! The reason you did that was to revitalize the Kamimura family! You must think that the current head of the family is no longer able to lead the family to prosperity, so you want to kill him and replace him with a younger and more courageous heir as the head of the family. Wuwuwu... Xiaolan, let me go...!"

The old housekeeper was so angry that he could not speak when he heard this. If it were not for his good health, he would have fainted at any time. Inspector Megure was so scared that he quickly stepped forward to stop Maori Kogoro from speaking. Maori Ran also covered Maori Kogoro's mouth tightly to prevent him from continuing to speak.

However, at this moment, the warm and gentle voices of Xingchuan and Ming were heard again.

"If my guess is correct, the old butler did not intend to kill anyone. What he took the trouble to inject into the deceased should be some kind of illegal drug with hallucinogenic effects."

The old butler's expression instantly turned extremely ugly, but Xingchuan and Ming seemed to be unaware and continued to speak:

"As the head of a large family, once he is involved in such things, he can only resign and retire. The old butler probably wanted to use this method to force the deceased to abdicate, but he didn't expect that it would lead to such consequences. And the reason why Mrs. Kamimura agreed to help was probably because she wanted to persuade the old butler for her children and make plans for the future.

As for the syringe, it was secretly hidden in her hair and headdress by Mrs. Uemura, who also needed help from the butler, in the dark when no one could notice it. The evidence is that the dress Mrs. Uemura wore today did not match the complicated headdress she was wearing today. However, as the mistress of a large family, this was a mistake she would never make. So there was only one possibility, that she had to wear this headdress to achieve some of her goals today. "

Everyone present cast surprised looks at the people from the Kamimura family. Yuta Kamimura looked at his mother in disbelief and couldn't help muttering, "Is this really the case? But... Dad..." He turned his gaze to Kamimura Sachiro who was still lying in the center of the stage. He opened his mouth but no words came out.

Another police officer came forward to check, and indeed found a small syringe in Mrs. Kamimura's hair. The syringe was sent as evidence to test the drug content, but Inspector Megure frowned seriously. He didn't expect that this case would involve illegal drugs. He looked at Hoshikawa Kazuaki, who still lowered his head, with a serious expression, and asked in a deep voice:

"Brother Xingchuan, intentionally injecting a victim with a lethal drug and injecting an addictive drug that causes accidental death are two completely different crimes, and the subsequent sentencing is also completely different. What is the reason for your statement?"

However, Xingchuan and Ming did not answer the question immediately, but suddenly changed the subject.

"I have noticed from previous encounters that Mr. Ryota Uemura seems to be particularly wary of the old butler, but at the same time he is full of resentment towards him. So Mr. Ryota, could you please explain why you have such complicated feelings towards your family's old butler?"

All of a sudden, everyone focused their attention on Ryota Kamimura.

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