Hattori Heiji has a loud voice.
Although he didn't mean to do so, he still made some remarks about the Gunma Prefectural Police's professional abilities in a voice that could be heard throughout the corridor.
Immediately, he brought the topic back and continued to ask:
"By the way...Uncle Otaki, is the blood type result of the test is type A?"
In order to find out who the blood in the coffin belonged to, after collecting the evidence, he asked some people in the villa about Tokura Sakuya's blood type.
"No."
Otaki Goro's voice came faintly from the speaker: "It's type AB."
Type AB... Conan raised his head, a drop of cold sweat falling from his forehead.
how? Do you still want to develop another CIA undercover agent? And it's best for the other party to have a younger brother who you lost contact with when he was young for you to use?
Ye Gengyi didn't lower his head to look at the detective boy who suddenly froze as if he remembered something.
Obviously, for people with good brains, any keyword that can trigger 'association' can make memories suddenly sharp, tumbling and painful.
"Uncle Otaki, are you really sure you are type AB?"
Hattori Heiji asked again worriedly.
Genichi-nii, Kudo, you two stand up.
Sorry for the rest of you... With all due respect, everyone here is garbage.
The instillation of preconceived impressions made a black man full of distrust of the police here.
"Uncle Otaki, you'd better take the blood and go to the hospital for another test. I'll also ask the people in the villa whether Mr. Shouya's blood type is type A..."
"It's type A."
Behind him, the old housekeeper walked slowly and slowly: "I was seriously injured when I was young. We servants with type A blood have all provided blood to me."
"In that case, whose blood would it be?" Hattori Heiji frowned.
"..."
The old housekeeper pondered for a moment and said:
"As far as I know, the only person related to this villa and whose blood type is AB is Miss Shimizu, the maid who passed away half a year ago."
Behind him were Torakura Shina, Torakura Kishiji, Torakura Ruri and Hanekawa Johei.
Hattori Heiji was surprised: "How could the blood of a person who died half a year ago get into that coffin?"
"Could it be that the eldest brother saved that person's blood and brought it to the coffin to drink every day?" Ruri Tokura's voice was trembling when she spoke.
Is this woman serious?
You must know that the total amount of blood extracted from a normal adult is only 4 to 5 liters.
Half a year... only counting 180 days, I can only drink more than 20 to less than 30 milliliters a day.
To this day, counting the remaining ones in the coffin, I still have to endure not drinking this one for a few days.
If you really become a vampire, do you not pay attention to food safety? Or is type AB blood delicious?
Ye Geng glanced over there... Well, it didn't look like he was being fake, so let's put her lower on the list of suspects.
"I think it would be better to investigate those blood stains further, right?"
At this time, Hanekawa Johei suddenly suggested: "For example, DNA identification or something like that..."
"is this necessary?"
Tokura Shina objected: "Even the blood types are different. The most important thing to do now is to find the eldest brother first."
"You haven't found the master yet?" Conan looked behind them, but he didn't see the other heirs.
"I didn't find it." Tokura Kishiji said.
"I do not have either……"
Tosakura Shina shook his head: "Almost all the places we can look for have been searched."
strangeness……
No matter how big the villa is, with so many people looking for it separately, no matter how big a person can be, where can he hide... Could there really be some secret passage?
However, there was nothing wrong with the floor under the coffin... Conan frowned.
"Where's Brother Ma Xin? Why didn't you see him?" Tokura Kishi inquired about the progress of others.
"Ma Xin called Brother several times, but no one answered..."
Ruri Tokura raised her chin, "I must have gone to the smoking room on the second floor to smoke now."
"Maybe Sumi-san isn't looking at his phone at all."
Shina Tokura took out his phone and looked at the interface, and said: "I sent him many emails...but so far he hasn't replied to me."
Buzz.
Jingle bell, jingle bell...
Beep beep beep...
Suddenly, several people's cell phones rang at the same time.
"It's...mail..."
"Brother Sumi sent this..."
"It said, 'Now I will tell you about the distribution of the inheritance. Let's all gather in the restaurant'..."
"That's what my email says, so...it's a mass email?"
The four of them took out their mobile phones to read the contents of the email. After looking at each other, they hurriedly set off towards the restaurant.
…
It's like it's to enhance the atmosphere.
The night sky outside the window was unconsciously covered with a layer of dark clouds.
Thunder rumbled through the thick walls, echoing in everyone's ears.
"It looks like it's going to rain heavily..."
Tosukura Minoru drank the coffee brought by the servant and turned her head to look at a certain unpopular pretty boy:
"Don't you have anything to do with it? The inheritance distribution meeting will be held soon, and Shou and sister haven't come yet."
A smile appeared on the corner of Hanekawa Johei's lips: "Oh~ My baby has a very casual temper. He might be relaxing somewhere in the villa right now."
"Haha," Tosakura Shina joked: "You have to hold her tight, it's a rare opportunity to work hard for 30 years."
"It's okay," Hanekawa Johei lowered his voice: "If she gets tired of me, I will return to the arms of your ex-girlfriend~"
Everyone has talent, but some people haven't discovered it yet...
Of course, like other people who stay with rich women just to save 30 years of hard work, Hanekawa Johei's operation can at least borrow another 30 years from heaven...
Ye Gengyi drank coffee calmly.
He noticed the two people whispering as soon as he came to the table. He originally planned to obtain some information, but unexpectedly he heard the entrepreneurial history of a young man.
At this time, a sentence flashed in his mind - three hundred and sixty lines, and he will be the number one scholar.
"Why don't you come..."
On the side, Tokura Kishi put his elbows on the table, supported his face with his palms, and tapped the table with his other hand unrhythmically: "Big brother, too, Mamoru and sister too, and Mashin-nii, you have to smoke in the end." How long?"
"Is it because Ma Xin changed his mobile phone recently and didn't receive emails from his eldest brother? Really, I don't want to look for him in that room full of cigarette smell..."
Tokura Ruri curled her lips and took out her cell phone to call Tokura Masin.
At this moment, a jagged bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.
In a moment of light, a strange humanoid creature was clearly reflected on the curtains.
(End of chapter)
