"I...I'll go look for it!" Yingyou, the principal, hurriedly ran towards the backyard.
"Yingyou-san!"
Mao Lilan shouted at the frizzy figure, and then helplessly said to everyone: "I'll go take a look too. It's really uneasy to leave him alone."
Are you worried that he will slip and fall to his death in the swimming pool?
Conan saw this and hurriedly chased after him.
It doesn't matter if Eiyou falls or not. If he knocks down Mao Lilan, he will definitely fall over as the jealous king of Tokyo!
And... what Genichi-san mentioned earlier about 'deliberately leaving something he likes somewhere' was referring to Hondo Eiyu throwing the photo into the swimming pool?
…
Villa backyard, swimming pool.
The three of them ran here one after another, and at a glance they saw the photo of Hondo Yingyou and his mother, which happened to have fallen into a puddle of rainwater under the escalator.
If it were changed to before.
Conan would only complain that these relics would be safer if they stayed at Oppei's house and ate ashes instead of following Eiyu.
But now...
He looked at the photo in the stagnant water, and Hondo Eyou who refused Mao Lilan's help and climbed the escalator to go down to pick up the photo. He always felt that the other party had other motives for doing this.
Yes, although printing ink will be smeared by water, it is precisely because of this that a photo that has not faded after being stored for 10 years must have a protective layer added to the outside.
In other words, even if you put it into water, as long as you get it back in time and handle it properly afterwards to avoid getting wet, it will not cause harm to the photo itself.
"Classmate Yingyou, you must be careful." Mao Lilan reminded.
"Hmm...I know...ahhh!"
Before Bentang Yingyou could finish his words, the sole of his foot slipped and he fell down.
"..."
Mao Lilan sighed helplessly, "Classmate Yingyou, are you okay?"
"It's okay."
Hondou Yingyou picked up the photo and came to the swimming pool. Instead of climbing up in a hurry, he stood on tiptoe and handed the thing upwards. "To be on the safe side, I will leave this to you, Maori-san, for safekeeping."
"good."
Mao Lilan took the photo, took out a handkerchief and wrapped it.
"Sorry to trouble you." Hondo Yingyou smiled and came to the escalator.
Conan's eyes widened suddenly, and what came to his mind was still the image of Hondo Yingyu standing on tiptoes.
That’s how it turns out…
It turns out that a year ago, the murderer used this method to kill Okudaira Touto!
But, why is this guy Eiyou... It can't be a coincidence, right?
And Brother Gengyi, if this is what he was referring to in his previous sentence, it means that he also saw through the alibi from a year ago.
Damn it, I wish I could ask him personally.
Conan scratched his head crazily.
He wanted to run over to Ye Gengyi immediately and ask for details.
But as soon as he raised his feet, he felt a little timid... After all, he had a lot of secrets in his body. If Brother Gengyi asked him the same question as before, he wouldn't be able to get away by pretending to be cute.
"Oh...it looks like I have to change clothes again."
Here, the main hall Yingyou looked at the mud spots all over his body with a melancholy look on his face.
Conan: "..."
Besides, I can’t pretend to be as natural as him!
"Who told you to be so careless?"
Mao Lilan put the photo away and took out the tissue paper from her pocket, "Here, wipe your face first... You have to change your reckless and lost character. Otherwise, even if you find your sister, she won't be able to I will definitely be able to accept you."
"No, it's not like I started having bad luck just now..."
Yingyou's tone was sincere, making it hard to tell whether he was feeling emotional or concerned about what he was pointing at. Make an impression."
The useless younger brother is Yingyou...
Conan's face changed slightly when he heard these words, and a light flashed in his mind.
Could it be that the death message is not the hiragana 'こ' but the equivalent of '='.
The underworld is equal to the underworld... meido... meido... maid!
Tabata Kikuyo is the murderer!
In an instant, the chaotic fragments of information at the death scene began to become organized.
Ignoring Mao Lilan's figure shouting from behind what he was going to do.
Conan ran towards the villa. In addition to the trolley, books and vases murder techniques, he also thought of the caring maid Tabata Kikuyo who handed Okuhira Eiko a piece of paper when she burst into tears.
That's right, not a handkerchief, not a tissue, but a tissue used to wipe your hands after going to the bathroom or clean up stains!
Think of the clean coffee table top and the coffee stains dripping on the side of the coffee table.
Yes, the murderer...that is, Tabata Kikuyo, initially wanted to disguise the scene as a suicide, so he used a handkerchief to clean up the traces. And the handkerchief with her personal traces and evidence of the murder, even if it was thrown away, would not be lost. It will go beyond the range of villas to convenience stores!
…
At the same time, in the study of the Oppei family's villa.
"...Yes, I am the one who killed the master and Master Tongwu."
Tabata Kikuyo looked at Takagi Wataru who looked embarrassed, "That's awesome. If I remember correctly, this police officer's surname should be Takagi, right? He was a rookie police officer who didn't know anything a year ago. I didn't expect to meet him again. You actually figured out my murderous tactics so quickly."
"That...I..."
Takagi Sheba turned his head and looked at a certain professor surnamed Ye. Seeing the other person staring at him expressionlessly, he swallowed quietly and finally said 'hmm'.
a few minutes ago.
When Hondo Yingyu, Mao Lilan and Conan ran to find the photos.
He was called aside by Ye Gengyi again, and learned the murder suspicion, motives and methods of Tabata Kikuyo from the other party's mouth very simply and clearly.
At this time, under high pressure, he could only bite the bullet and continue:
"Yes, after knowing that the former housekeeper and Mr. Segawa who died in a traffic accident two years ago are twin brothers, I began to doubt you. I am afraid that revenge for him was your motive for killing..."
"Yes, because two years ago, Master Tuowu drove his antique car out without permission in the early morning, and accidentally hit someone to death."
Tabata Kikuyo said coldly: "Because as long as the police launch an investigation, they can easily find scratches on the car. Taro... is the former butler here. He persuaded the young master to surrender, but what he got in exchange was that their father and son became angry. I I didn't dare to say anything at that time, and quietly hid in the corner and eavesdropped. Later, they returned to their rooms. I originally thought that the matter was going to end there, but who knew that that night, Taro drove his car and fell off the cliff."
"Did that traffic accident happen to silence people?!" Mumu Shisan was surprised.
"Yes...Taro rarely drinks, but he fell off a cliff because of drunk driving."
Tabata Kikuyo took a deep breath and said: "I find it strange. I learned from the police who handled the accident that he was not wearing gloves when he fell off the cliff. Those gloves were a gift I gave him a long time ago. Every time Taro drives, I will never forget to wear it.”
"Well, but maybe he will forget to wear it once or twice occasionally..."
Megure Thirteen was about to raise a question, but was interrupted rudely by Tabata Kikuyo:
"Impossible! Moreover, when I threw Master Toutou into the swimming pool and asked him to repent, he admitted everything. It was he and the master who deliberately got Taro drunk that day, and then designed to kill Taro!"
"You...should call the police." Mumu Shisan sighed.
"Huh, call the police? Looking for you useless policemen?"
Tabata Kikuyo sneered, "You guys are just like detectives, always a step late. How can I trust you if you haven't found out the truth about Taro's fall from the beginning? You know, Okuhira Kakuzo is the most powerful person in this film." Rich master, I have no evidence, who will believe me? And even if there is any evidence, so what? They just need to have some connections and find a better lawyer to turn the black into white. But what about me? ? Perhaps only by constantly forbearing and making good use of the opportunity of working as a maid here can we avenge Taro on the anniversary of his death!"
