Conan was still in shock, and the momentary hesitation between life and death made him completely confused.
Next to him, the staff who were operating the hydraulic press were dumbfounded by the scene in front of them.
There was actually a child in the hearse...
And, it's still alive...
"Ouch!"
A slender but not too white palm dangled from Conan's eyes, and finally turned into a chestnut and landed on his head.
"Brother Gengyi, why did you hit me?"
"What's there to remember? Where's the will?" Ye Geng asked.
Conan: "..."
Although I know you are talking about Chairman Tangqiao...
But please don't say this with such a calm expression. It always feels like after you hand over your will, you will be stuffed into the coffin again...
Thinking about it, a certain detective subconsciously glanced at the crushed hearse.
How dangerous...
If it had been just a second or two at night, I might have ended up in the same fate.
"Still in there?" Ye Gengyi frowned.
"No, here..." Conan took out the A4 paper from his pocket.
As a detective, he has the most basic professional qualities, and keeping evidence is just a subconscious operation...
"Bring it here." Ye Gengyi confiscated it.
Conan: "..."
It seems that their operation is even sharper...
After confirming the integrity of the will, Ye Gengyi had time to care about Conan, "Are you injured?"
"No...no." A certain detective said awkwardly.
Why do you feel that Ye Gengyi's coming here to find the will is the key, and saving himself is purely incidental...
"Since everything is fine, then quickly use the detective armband to report to everyone that you are safe. They are all worried about you, you know?" Conan was still struggling with his own weight, but Ye Gengyi had already given him a lesson.
"Yes Yes..."
...
Conan's voice was heard again from the detective armband,
The vast majority of people who were still at the crematorium breathed a sigh of relief.
Apart from...
"Not only did we find the missing Conan, but I also found the suicide note that you had hidden. Do you three have anything else to say now?" Megure Thirteen asked with a frown.
"Tch...if dad hadn't been sick and fainted, how could we have stolen the will?" Tangqiao's eldest son looked unhappy.
The eldest daughter Mitsuyo also echoed from the side: "That is to say... he actually left the entire inheritance to his mistress, how could we have failed him!"
"Hmph... I'm really unlucky that I was found by you." The second son Eisuke also had the same attitude.
"You...you..." Mumu Shisan was so angry that he was a little speechless.
Attempted murder can be said so easily,
Do these three guys really need to undergo labor reform?
"I'm talking about you! Have you figured out the situation?"
Mouri Kogoro stepped forward and asked: "Involving innocent children in this kind of incident, and you don't even have the slightest regret, do you really have a conscience?!"
Listening to the detective's armband, a certain tool man asked loudly.
Conan suddenly felt a little emotional.
A smile appeared on his lips,
An emotion arose spontaneously, like that of an old father watching his naughty child grow up.
Then.
The iron fist falls...
"Ouch! Brother Gengyi, why did you hit me again?"
Conan is angry! And decided not to tolerate it anymore...
As the saying goes, if you are patient and push forward, you can only take a step back to make it harder!
Being involved in the incident, the punch that worried everyone has already been received.
Hit again?
There must be a reason!
"Oh, it's so disgusting to laugh..." Ye Geng said.
Conan: "..."
Is this a reason? ! I'm very handsome!
...
After handing the will to Attorney Asada and receiving the entrustment fee paid by the other party.
This incident has come to an end.
Several people were walking back together.
The children of the Junior Detective Team gathered together and whispered, and the content generally skipped from the case just now to tomorrow's camping trip.
Naturally, Haiyuan Ai's attention was not easily diverted, so he couldn't help but ask:
"Those three people could obviously destroy the suicide note directly, so why did they put it in the hearse and destroy it?"
"This..." Mouri Kogoro was stumped. Just when he was about to say something nonsense, he heard Ye Geng say:
"Maybe it's due to mutual distrust, plus wanting to take revenge on Chairman Tangqiao who left all his inheritance to his secretary."
"Ah?" Several people looked at him curiously.
"It's not too difficult to guess," Ye Geng said: "That will has the effect of abolishing inheritance rights. If one of them is in charge, it will be a threat to the remaining two heirs. As for why not just clean up... .”
He paused, his eyes swept over the faces of Moori Kogoro and Conan, and said, "Maybe it's for those inexplicable rituals."
"Ah? A sense of ceremony?" Everyone was confused.
"The so-called sense of ritual is like a detective who can directly tell the key evidence to identify the murderer during reasoning, but he prefers to show his mind and analyze the suspect's logic, crime steps, and even psychological activities. thorough..."
Ye Geng said: "The behavior of the three heirs is what we saw today. Because they are dissatisfied with the property distribution in the will, but if they just burn or tear it up, there is no way to relieve the resentment in their hearts, so ...The most appropriate way is to simply put the real will in the coffin like their father, Chairman Tangqiao, and let them go to hell directly to relieve their anger..."
Hey, hey... please don't just assign other people's fathers to hell!
Conan looked sideways.
"Really, then their father is really pathetic..." Hui Yuan Ai sighed.
"Conflicts of interest abound where we can't see them, and this time they were just unlucky and happened to run into Conan."
Ye Gengyi said without comment:
"Otherwise...if those three people had the intention of killing people from the beginning, whether it was Conan or Lawyer Asada who worked in the office all night, I am afraid they would have been dead long ago."
He paused for a moment and continued: "However, to turn burglary into intentional homicide, you, the little brat, are indispensable..."
"I..." Conan opened his mouth and felt a big pot on his back.
He is the victim, okay!
"Brother Gengyi, don't say that," Xiao Lan suddenly spoke up and defended him: "If you see someone breaking through an empty door and stop it, you are just like a detective with a strong sense of justice..."
Conan was silent for a moment after hearing this, and after taking a deep look at Xiaolan, he finally buried the doubt in his heart.
A tool man said dissatisfiedly:
"Hmph...Xiaolan, how do you compare this little devil to your father, who is a famous detective? He is far behind!"
"Dad, you are too naive!" Xiaolan stuck out her tongue and quickly changed the subject: "Okay, the drama club's performance is in a few days, let's go back quickly..."
