Chapter 211 Five Gachapon

After the police officers from the Investigation Division 1 arrived, the investigation became simpler. They were checking the condition of the deceased and the belongings he was carrying, so Inspector Megure brought a few other people to question the three suspects.

"So, Mrs. Maruyama was planning to divorce the deceased, and this dinner was also to discuss the division of property after the divorce more formally. Miss Kyoko was the deceased's newly hired life assistant for two months." Inspector Megure touched his chin and looked at the last person, "Mr. Sarikawa came to see the deceased temporarily for personal reasons..."

"Pay back the money." The man, who looked very down and out, leaned back in his chair and explained nonchalantly, "I owed this guy a lot of money before, and the deadline is in the next two days, so I came to talk to him about paying back the money."

"Come on, it's time to get to this point, Mr. Sarikawa, just speak frankly."

The lady sneered, "You obviously wanted to find Ah Xing to write off your debt, right? You are an unemployed vagrant who didn't win the jackpot recently, how can you afford to pay back such a large sum of money... Ha, maybe you killed Ah Xing just to avoid paying back the money!"

Richuan Jin's face changed, and he glared at his wife fiercely: "Hey, don't talk nonsense without evidence!"

The assistant who had remained silent the entire time, and had said nothing except for the police's questions, interrupted weakly, "Well..."

She looked at the lady and said, "When the president asked me to arrange today's schedule, there was no dinner party tonight. The lady also wanted to discuss the divorce issue with the president at the last minute, right? But didn't the previous conversations between the two of you end in a bad mood?"

The lady raised her eyebrows and sneered at the assistant: "Oh - you mean, this is actually because the property between Ah Xing and I is not evenly distributed, so I plan to kill him and inherit his inheritance?"

"I didn't say that, I just suddenly remembered it..." The assistant shuddered and retorted in a low voice.

"Then you may not know enough." The lady snorted, "My husband knows me better than you do. He will not give me any inheritance after his death. I guess he even emphasized in his will that if he dies, all his inheritance will be given to his ex-wife's son."

After Inspector Megure whispered something, it was confirmed a while later from the deceased's lawyer that what the wife said was true. The deceased's will had been revised many times, but the only thing that had not changed was that the wife would not get a single cent.

"Eh? But isn't Mrs. Maruyama Mr. Maruyama's wife? Why is that?" Conan asked with his head raised, pretending to be curious.

Before the police arrived, when Akae Nazuki was talking to his wife, Conan noticed that the wife wanted to light a cigarette several times, but because of the childish look of the detective in front of her and the presence of this tomboy, she repeatedly resisted the urge to light up and just played with the cigarette.

He looks fierce and arrogant, but surprisingly, he is someone who takes care of minors... Well, although Zero is not a minor at all.

That face is really deceptive.

As Conan thought, the lady had no intention of answering, but after glancing at him, she clicked her tongue irritably and rubbed her fingers subconsciously to resist the urge to smoke.

"I said it because Ah Xing knows me very well." She raised her chin, and the hem of her white windbreaker fluttered as she crossed her arms. "Initially, I married him for money. Of course, he was afraid that I would kill him for money again. Ah Xing is much more prepared for this kind of thing than the two of you."

Akae Nazuki and Edogawa Conan twitched their lips at the same time.

Madam is really straightforward, she actually said it directly...

Rikawa on the other side was getting impatient: "Have you said enough? This doesn't mean you didn't kill him, right? The Maruyama family has always been ruthless. You even wanted to divorce him, so maybe you hated him so much that you wanted to kill him. What about inheritance? The family must have a lot of real estate under your name."

The lady's expression turned grim.

"No, the one who should file for divorce should be the deceased."

Everyone looked at the black-haired young man who was sitting in a chair and seemed to be playing with his phone. He didn't even raise his head: "The lady's ring is still on her hand, but on the deceased's hand, the trace of the ring is almost faded. At least he hasn't worn the wedding ring for some time."

Chi Jiang Na Yue turned off his phone and looked at his wife calmly: "When I examined the body of the deceased, you were the first one to come over. Unless you are actually a master of disguise, there is no way you can pretend your micro-expressions and subconscious movements so well in just a few seconds, as if you are really afraid of the death of the deceased... Are you?"

"I...!" The lady gritted her teeth, her back straightened, and she bit the top of her beautiful manicure subconsciously, not wanting to show her rage, "...Yes, he was the one who proposed the divorce."

Except for Conan and Hagiwara who had expected it, everyone else couldn't believe it, especially the assistant.

"How is it possible! Obviously--" she blurted out, and after realizing something was wrong, she changed the subject abruptly, "It's obviously you, Madam, who has been pestering the president all this time!"

"Nonsense, I didn't make much money, but this guy wants a divorce. He was so stingy that he asked his legal team to write a divorce agreement that doesn't give me any advantage at all." The wife said bitterly, "If I don't pester him to renegotiate the agreement, can I just sign it directly?"

"Oh - that's very simple. You killed him just to get revenge on him." Richuan persisted in putting the blame on the lady, as if he was holding a grudge against the lady for initially saying that he was a suspect.

"According to what you said, the person who is more likely to take revenge on him is Xingzi." The lady pulled the assistant next to her in unhappily.

"After all, as you said, Axing's guy is a thorny person. He nitpicks at Xingzi's work every day. Sometimes he asks Xingzi to bring things over when he wants to double-check work in the middle of the night. He also asks her to remember the order of changing clothes every day, or arranges overtime for her temporarily... If it wasn't for revenge later, how could anyone tolerate Axing for two months?"

"As expected of a couple... their criticisms are so sharp." A little further away, Hagiwara Kenji whispered to his childhood friend.

"What does this sentence mean?" Inspector Megure asked with a frown.

"Ah, I think Madam and Mr. Sarikawa mean that the deceased had obsessive-compulsive disorder and severe cleanliness." This time it was Conan who spoke. The child ran to the place where the deceased was lying and gestured, "The deceased's clothes and tableware are--"

Conan's words were interrupted by the vibration of the phone in his pocket. He realized with a shudder what kind of situation he was in, and rubbed the back of his head in a cold sweat: "I, I mean, that's what my brother told me. Ha, ha, and what the lady just said, I've seen characters with obsessive-compulsive disorder do this on TV before!"

I almost forgot he is a child now!

Conan felt the thorny gaze and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

And today, the extremely sharp officers Matsuda and Hagiwara are also here. These two are not people who can be easily fooled.

Akae Nazuki, who had just sent a message to the child to alert him with a vibration, faced the police's questioning gaze and nodded without blushing or beating her heart, accepting the play that Conan had thrown at her on the spur of the moment: "I said it."

"So, Ms. Anzi, do you have anything to say?" Inspector Megure pondered for a moment and asked the assistant.

The assistant gritted his teeth, and seeing that he could no longer pretend, he threw away his introverted mask and shouted with his eyes closed, "I admit that I really hate the president. He always torments me! But how can I kill him... I have tolerated the president until today just to get the perfect attendance award for three months and a high salary. If I kill the president now, all my tolerance would be in vain!"

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The scene was very awkward for a moment, as neither the lady nor Rikawa had apparently thought that this was the reason.

The lady had a complicated expression: "Ah... Are you short of money too? How could you really tolerate Axing for so long..."

"Seven hundred thousand yen a month." The assistant calmed down and seemed to have returned to his original expression, but he succinctly explained the reasons why he had endured until now.

No one commented on the assistant's patience anymore... After all, the deceased had given so much, it was understandable, understandable.

The assistant also turned his gun around for some reason and focused his fire on Rikawa: "I remember that Mr. Rikawa had an appointment with the president last month and said that he could not repay the debt in the short term and hoped that the president could give him more time, but the president refused. So Mr. Rikawa's motive for committing the crime might be to never have to repay the debt."

Richuan's expression changed quickly, but then he returned to his previous nonchalant look, pouting and replying, "It's true that I owe him a huge sum of money, but I have raised enough funds to pay him back. His death has nothing to do with me."

Just as the three were about to start arguing again, Inspector Megure received the inspection report handed over from below. He cleared his throat and interrupted them.

"The examination report shows that the deceased died of cerebral hypoxia, and the hangover medicine he was carrying was replaced by a strong sedative." When Inspector Megure said this, Conan instantly understood the cause of death.

Drinking a lot of alcohol and then taking a strong sedative can indeed cause symptoms of brain hypoxia, causing a person to die peacefully in their sleep... and it's not easy to detect.

If Zero hadn't discovered the problem in advance, the murderer would have taken advantage of the confusion when everyone discovered the deceased to destroy the evidence of the swapped sedative.

"After checking the surveillance footage, we found that several of them had contact with the deceased's hangover pills at the time of the crime. Mr. Sarikawa followed the deceased into the bathroom, and his wife helped take the deceased's coat after he came back because he felt hot." He said seriously, "Ms. Kyoko was the one who reminded the deceased to take the hangover pills."

Conan frowned.

All three of them did have motives for committing the crime, and even though they all refuted those motives with their own reasons, these reasons were completely unconvincing to the detectives.

As for the time of the crime, the most likely person to have committed the crime is the assistant. She could have quietly replaced the medicine with a sedative when giving it to the deceased, and then replaced it back after the deceased had finished taking it. However, precisely because she is the most likely suspect at the moment, Conan feels that it is unlikely to be her.

Would the assistant not know that she was the biggest suspect as the last person to come into contact with the drugs? Moreover, her motive for committing the crime was the least likely. If she wanted to kill someone for revenge, would she leave such an obvious suspicion for herself?

Rather than the assistant committing the crime, Conan is more inclined to believe that she was framed by the real murderer... Of course, before the truth comes out, the possibility that she was acting cannot be ruled out.

Now we really need to know the content of the conversation between the deceased and Sarikawa in the toilet.

Conan didn't know that he was being watched by Hagiwara Kenji while he was reasoning thoughtfully. The semi-long-haired police officer leaned back slightly and poked Yumiran: "Is that kid really a first-grader? He's too smart. He's actually seriously reasoning."

However, Matsuda Jinpei's gaze always vaguely fell on Akae Nayue.

Wearing a mask...but this guy looks really familiar. He must have seen those eyes somewhere before, this familiar color.

But it couldn't be the person he knew. After all, seven years had passed, and even the blond bastard had grown into the smiling blond bastard plus. There was no way that person could still look like a teenager.

…

That's impossible, right?

Matsuda Jinpei looked at Hagiwara Kenji seriously and answered the question irrelevantly: "Hagi, do you think it is possible for people to regain their youth?"

Conan, who was standing near them, was startled and turned around in shock.