Knock on the door, wait, state your intention.
Under the guidance of the maid, Ye Gengyi and Hattori Heiji passed through the entrance hall with tall door pillars. In the first living room on the left side of the corridor, they saw a bloated man with a watermelon head, a mustache and a mustache. middle-aged man.
Wearing a loose suit, he sat on the sofa and enjoyed the opera program being played on the TV.
Since the volume of the speaker was not turned up very high, the middle-aged man who seemed to be the owner of the villa quickly noticed what was going on at the door.
Their eyes met.
Hattori Heiji sighed silently and stepped forward to briefly confirm that the other party was the head of the Fujieda family, the rich man who had received death threats during this commission.
He began to introduce himself for the third time after arriving in this villa.
"Humph, this time it's a young kid. Hey, I wonder if you are Suhua's kid raised outside..."
Mikio Fujieda paused obviously when he said this, and finally turned his attention to Ye Gengyi, and then completed the supplement: "Bare face."
Hattori Heiji:"……"
Wait, did this old man just physically attack me?
There were veins on his forehead, but he still tried his best to smile:
"Mr. Fujieda, if it's convenient, could you let me see the threatening letter sent to you by that mysterious person?"
"The things are at Suhua's. If you want to see them, go find her," Fujieda Mikio said to Hattori Heiji in an impatient tone: "I have other things to be busy with, so don't waste my time."
After saying that, he snorted coldly and walked out of the living room.
Watch the other person's back gradually disappear.
Hattori Heiji finally couldn't help but said angrily: "What are you doing, this old man? He has no sense of tension at all!"
"It should be that he didn't believe that anyone would kill him from the beginning."
Ye Gengyi analyzed from the perspective of a bystander: "Or maybe it's a person with such a bad temper that it's hard for him to tell clearly who he has offended."
"Forget it, anyway, the person who entrusted me claims to be the wife of this great master. From the sound of her voice on the phone, she should be very cheerful..."
Hattori Heiji didn't bother to care about Mikio Fujieda's attitude.
I was about to find a maid and ask what time Mrs. Fujieda's nap would end.
On the stairs leading to the second floor, there was suddenly the sound of a series of high heels clicking on the floor.
Soon, a woman with medium hair, wearing purple home clothes, who looked about 25 years old, trotted to the door of the living room.
Although she could see the scene inside the room by looking straight up, she put her feet on her feet and made a gesture of looking in.
Her eyes swept over Ye Gengyi and Hattori Heiji, and then stopped at Ye Gengyi.
Then, the medium-haired woman put her face in her hands and said in a cooing voice: "Oh, you are Detective Hattori, right? That dark-skinned assistant of yours?"
Black...dark...
The veins on a certain black-skinned forehead bulged again, feeling that he had been treated unfairly again.
But why does this woman's voice sound so familiar?
Hattori Heiji recalled the voice on the phone, and his eyes suddenly widened: "You...are you Mrs. Fujieda?"
"Eh? Kansai accent?"
Fujieda Soka was startled and looked at Ye Gengyi again and then at Hattori Heiji, "Which one of you two is Detective Hattori?"
"He is." Ye Gengyi looked at the young lady carefully, and then said concisely: "There is a threatening letter, take it out and read it."
"Well...I put it in the study."
Fujieda Soka felt a cold feeling floating in the air. When she replied, she pinched her throat intentionally and unconsciously returned to her normal state.
"Lead the way." Ye Gengyi said.
"okay……"
Fujieda Soka didn't know why, but she couldn't help but tremble all over.
A few minutes later.
The three of them came to the study room of the villa.
As soon as Ye Geng entered the room, he noticed the two cameras on the north and south diagonal walls.
The window was open, and the slightly red sunset shone into the room, shining on a wooden chair in front of the desk and the oil painting hanging directly opposite.
Fujieda Soka took out a transparent plastic bag sealed with staples from the drawer in front of the bookshelf. There were several printed cards inside, about the same size as Phantom Thief Kidd's trailer card. In addition, there was a A warhead without a primer.
"I remember you called the police on the phone, so the police must have identified the fingerprints on it?" Hattori Heiji asked.
"Well...but because Mikio was so angry at the time, he questioned everyone in the villa and asked them to stand up and admit it. He also passed these threatening letters to everyone."
Fujieda Soka said with a helpless expression: "So there are many people's fingerprints on it, so there is no way to use it as physical evidence."
The bullet is 9mm, and there are too many compatible models to determine... Ye Geng thought for a while and asked: "Where is the pistol? Did the police find it?"
"No... Well, Mikio's bedroom is next to the study. If you need to go in, just call the maid. I have also made appointments with other guests to come over later..."
After Fujieda Soka finished speaking, she ran away without waiting for the two of them to react, but compared to Fujieda Mikio's impatience, her actions were more like running away.
"Eh? Wait a minute..."
Hattori Heiji wanted to run over to stop him but failed to catch up, so he had to come back with questions on his head: "Really... why are the people in this family so weird?"
He turned to look at Ye Gengyi, only to find that the other party's focus had moved from the threatening letter on the table to the unclosed window:
"Brother Gengyi, are you suspecting that the suspect climbed up from here... Huh? Why is that kid here?"
They saw Conan, Mao Lilan and Fei Yingli looming on the tree-lined path, slowly walking towards the villa under the guidance of the old housekeeper from before.
"I remember you said that before entrusting you, Mrs. Fujieda also entrusted a detective in the Tokyo area."
As Ye Gengyi spoke, he clenched his palms in the blind spot of the opponent's sight and took back the newly formed nano-robot.
"Difficult, is that detective Uncle Maori?"
Hattori Heiji twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to understand something. He stretched his head and looked down for a long time, until he could no longer see those figures in his sight, and then he said:
"No, I don't think I saw that uncle."
"Don't think about it, just ask later."
Ye Gengyi had no intention of staying in this room.
Although the evidence left behind by the suspect is limited, after all, the God of Death has come, and one of the Fujieda family members must be taken away today.
The main hall of the villa.
The Maori family, who had just arrived, were chatting with Mikio Fujieda.
However, the tone of the rich man's words was still so disapproving:
"Are you the agent of that stupid detective who always came to my villa to investigate a few days ago? I have already said that this is just a boring prank. Isn't it too exaggerated for you to come to my house one after another?"
"I'm sorry……"
Fei Yingli raised her eyebrows and said, "To be on the safe side, let me investigate."
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