Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 1161 1161 [Maolilan, the chief of Europe and Africa]

Chapter 1161 1161 [European...Africa Maorilan]

The owner of the antique shop, Xuantian Longde, the man who was still promoting his shop at Zhujiao's house this afternoon, was standing among the crowd of onlookers, staring at the burning house with a look full of horror and regret.

two hours later.

The fire was finally extinguished, and firefighters and police began to search the house one after another.

The gate was guarded by the police, Jiang Xia walked to the courtyard gate of Zhujiao's house, looked up at the scorched roof.

Before he could say anything, the other two detectives approached skillfully, trying to sneak into the scene of the crime.

However, this time, the guards at the gate, although they are also police officers from the First Search Section, are no longer the three-part rapists who usually deal with detectives.The difficulty of getting in has suddenly soared.

As soon as Conan slipped to the door and was about to slip in quietly, he was ruthlessly carried back—the courtyard door is really not that spacious, and his low presence when necessary unfortunately fails at this time.

Brushing your face is also not very good, after all, you are not familiar with it.

When the three detectives were getting together, plotting whether to sneak in, or find a high point - such as the attic of the wife next door, while secretly observing.

Behind them, a strong man of eight feet suddenly appeared.

The strange police officer with a wide chin and a cigarette dangling from his mouth, looked at them for a moment and joined the conversation: "When did the fire scene become the domain of detectives?"

Jiang Xia glanced at him with a look of "you lack common sense", and said confidently: "A detective can do anything."

Conan and Hattori Heiji who were also about to refute: "..."

Although it is true, it always feels like something is not right...

"Haha, it makes sense." The strange police department looked scary, but their temper was actually pretty good, and they shook hands with them, "I am the police department of the arsonist search department, Chief Gong."

He looked at Jiang Xia with interest - the detective who was often mentioned by the third department of the next-door search. After thinking for a moment, he gave the detectives a little clue:

"The fire this time must have been arson on purpose, and it was one of the recent serial arson cases - I just heard from my subordinates that they found the specific statue of the red horse in the house. After identification, it The material is very similar to the ones that appeared in the previous three incidents, and they should be produced in the same batch."

The police have checked a long time ago, and there is no similar red horse decoration on the market.

This batch of "red horses" left at the scene of the fire has a special source.If it was a copycat criminal who had read the newspapers, it would be difficult to imitate to this extent-so this should be the hands of the serial arsonist himself.

"The fire started in the small room on the right side of the house, that is, the cabinet door of the room where the red horse was found. The ground in the house was doused with oil, which is why it burned so quickly. After preliminary speculation, the arsonist was Oil was poured into the house from the window and the house was set on fire."

Speaking of this, Gongchang Police Department smiled mysteriously, looked around, and lowered his voice: "Actually, we already have clues."

"Huh?" Jiang Xia responded, and immediately remembered something, "..."

Sure enough, in the next second, Gongchang Police Department whispered:

"We extracted some messy fresh footprints in the yard on the side of the fire point - although we haven't further distinguished them, but so far, it seems that there are three clearest footprints, probably two adult males, plus one... He hesitated. "Plus a woman with a small shoe size, or a child?"

As soon as the words fell, the Gongchang Police Department realized something belatedly.

He looked at the three students in front of him.Especially when he looked at Conan, who was full of embarrassment and had a very special shoe size: "...?"

……

"Actually, we have received a commission."

Jiang Xia pointed to the memo book in Hattori Heiji's hand: "A few days ago, Mrs. Zhujiao said that she saw a suspicious figure near her home. But today we came to ask for details, but she said that she made a mistake. We I originally planned to go back, but suddenly a lot of suspicious people came to her house..."

He briefly told the police officer in front of him about the stalking.

……

The Gongchang police department originally only heard from colleagues in the third department next door that Jiang Xia was an "artifact to prevent overtime work".Now he happened to meet him, so he was curious to see the situation.I didn't expect to get a lot of information.

Although the three young men just left before the fire broke out, even this has greatly reduced the workload of the police.

"The store manager who was insulted, the gambler who wanted to ask Mrs. Zhujiao for money, and the lover who wanted to destroy the evidence... Indeed, no matter which one, it sounds suspicious."

The Gongchang police department thought for a moment, and quickly understood what to do next: "Since there are suspects and a clear time when the fire started, let's go to them first and ask for their alibi at that time."

……

On the other side, Mihuacho 5-chome.

Mao Lilan and Yuanshan Heye had already prepared their meals and were packing up the pile of things they bought in the afternoon.

When pulling out a piece of clothing from the bag, there was a snap, and a small square box fell out and fell to the ground.

The box is about six to seven centimeters long, made of kraft paper, and a simple blessing label with "prosperous business" is pasted on it.

Yuan Shan and Ye Yi were stunned, holding the iron ring on it, and held it in front of them to look at it, with puzzled faces: "What is this? When did I buy it?"

Mao Lilan heard the movement and leaned over from behind her to take a look.

Then I quickly remembered the source of this boxed key chain: "Have you forgotten, this is a souvenir from the uncle who gave us his seat when we came back by bus."

When it came to giving up their seats, Yuan Shan and Ye remembered it.

——On the way back, the two carried their hands full of things.Although they themselves don't feel that it is too heavy to carry, but in the eyes of others, it seems that it is very difficult.

So not long after getting on the bus, a kind uncle got up and gave them his seat.

After giving up, he carefully asked: "Well, I would like to ask, where do you live?"

"Huh?" Yuan Shan and Ye looked at him in surprise, "Uncle, are you trying to strike up a conversation?"

"No, no, of course not." The kind uncle hurriedly waved his hand and explained, "That's right, I opened a shop in Kubado-cho, doing antique business, and there are also some beautiful handicrafts for young people in the shop - if you have Empty, you can come and have a look."

Seeing that the two young girls were interested, the uncle reached out and rummaged through the bag, and took out a catalog, plus this keychain in a small box, as a souvenir for them.

At that time, Mao Lilan and Yuanshan Heye were holding too many things in their hands.In addition, the appearance of this small box is simple, which does not meet their aesthetics, so the two of them did not open it on the spot.

At this time, when he took the clothes, the key chain fell out, Yuan Shan and Ye picked it up, and opened the box cover curiously.

(End of this chapter)