Ke Xue: The thief Cao is actually myself

Chapter 579: The hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

"Sister Xiaolan, do you remember what you said last night?"

Conan took advantage of the gap in their conversation to quietly step aside and question Mao Li Ran.

"what?"

When she heard the voice, Mao Lilan turned her head, her face full of confusion.

She said a lot last night, but I don’t know which sentence Conan asked about.

Seeing her bewildered look, Conan quickly reminded her, "You said that Mr. Sakaguchi's son committed suicide!"

"Huh? Oh! I said that." Mao Lilan suddenly realized and quickly responded to Conan.

"I heard about that incident from my colleagues too! It seems like it was because of being bullied by classmates."

Inspector Megure folded his arms across his chest, frowned slightly, and joined the discussion between Conan and Mouri Ran while thinking seriously.

After hearing what Inspector Megure said, Maori Kogoro suddenly had a bold guess in his mind: "Could it be that the person who bullied his son at that time was Xiaogang?"

Inspector Megure nodded gently, "This seems to be true!"

Then, Officer Megure quickly pulled out the police handbook he carried with him, and his slender fingers expertly flipped through the pages, while looking it up, he said, "I also heard from Mr. Sakaguchi that Tsuyoshi and his son Masato were classmates in junior high school. Moreover, Masato's diary contains detailed records of the various situations in which Tsuyoshi bullied him. There is despair between the lines, as if that was the reason he ended up in despair."

After a pause, Inspector Megure turned his gaze away from the manual, then looked at the people in front of him and slowly said, "Mr. Sakaguchi must hate Xiaogang very much after reading Masato's diary. Besides, Mr. Sakaguchi's wife passed away a long time ago, and Masato is his only blood relative in this world!"

Maori Kogoro stroked his chin, a sharp look flashed in his eyes: "So, Mr. Sakaguchi has a sufficient motive to kill!"

"His only relative committed suicide out of despair because of Xiaogang's bullying. Mr. Sakaguchi is likely to kill Xiaogang in order to avenge his son."

"From the clues we have so far, Mr. Sakaguchi does have this motive, but he had a perfect alibi at the time of the crime."

Officer Megure paused for a moment, a solemn look flashing in his eyes, "Also, during the wake, Mr. Sakaguchi looked at Xiao Gang who kept crying and apologizing, and his heart softened, and he finally chose to forgive him."

At this point, Inspector Megure paused and stated his conclusion, "So, the person who killed Xiaogang should not be him!"

Maori Kogoro frowned, his face full of confusion, "Was Xiaogang the only one who bullied his son Masato at that time?"

If the person who wanted to kill Xiao Gang was not Mr. Sakaguchi, then who was it? And why did he want to kill Xiao Gang?
These questions are like a fog, shrouding everyone's mind.

Inspector Megure looked down at the notebook in his hand, which was densely filled with various clues. He raised his eyes and responded calmly, "It seems so. Not long after that incident, Xiao Gang transferred to Kansai because of his father's job transfer. Then two years ago, Xiao Gang was admitted to a university in Tokyo and returned to this city again. He moved next door to Mr. Sakaguchi this spring."

Maori Kogoro stroked his chin and fell into deep thought. After a long while, he could not help but sigh: "Alas! This fate really likes to play tricks on people. After many twists and turns, they end up living next to each other again."

Officer Megure continued to flip through the manual, the rustling sound of the paper was particularly clear in the quiet room. He said: "Mr. Sakaguchi never expected to see Xiaogang again. It is said that he was really shocked at the time."

As he spoke, he looked up at Maori Kogoro, "But he seems to have let go of the past grudges, and often invites Xiaogang to his home for dinner. It seems that they get along quite well."

Kogoro Maori stroked his chin as he listened, and suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes, as if he had caught some key clue. "But in fact, I think Mr. Sakaguchi may still be resentful of Xiaogang. Mr. Sakaguchi may have been secretly training John to attack when he heard a specific signal. I guess, Mr. Sakaguchi used this sentence, 'John, how are you? How are you? John!' to command John last night, so that his long-planned revenge plan could be realized."

However, in response to his brilliant reasoning, Inspector Megure waved his hand and rejected it outright: "That doesn't seem to be the case!"

Maori Kogoro was puzzled, "Why?"

There shouldn't be any loopholes in his reasoning, right?!
Officer Megure sighed slightly and explained patiently: "Brother Maori, have you forgotten? When we asked Mr. Sakaguchi yesterday, you asked him to say it again on the phone, but John seemed to have not heard it and did not respond at all. So, your guess is not correct."

Only then did Kogoro Mouri suddenly remember this, and his face turned red and white, like a color palette.

Realizing that his guess was wrong, he could only lower his head helplessly.

"Brother Maori, don't get discouraged so quickly!"

Inspector Megure looked at Kogoro Mouri's sudden depressed look and tried to cheer him up helplessly.

After all, he came to the Mori Detective Agency this time hoping to rely on the help of Kogoro Mori to solve this difficult case as soon as possible.

It’s a pity that now it seems that he overestimated the other party.

……

Sakaguchi residence.

It was sunny outside, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on the house unreservedly, giving the slightly old house a layer of golden coat, making it look a little softer and warmer.

However, the atmosphere inside the house was completely different.

At this moment, Masayoshi Sakaguchi was standing quietly in front of the desk, his eyes dully fixed on the photo on the desk.

In the photo, a young boy is stroking a German Shepherd with a bright smile.

It was his son Masato and his dog John.

Looking at his smiling son and the lively and cute John in the photo, Masayoshi Sakaguchi's face was instantly filled with sadness. His lips trembled slightly and he murmured, "Masato!"

Just as he was immersed in endless sorrow, the doorbell downstairs suddenly rang.

“Ding Dong~!”

The crisp ringing of the bell was particularly abrupt in the silent room. Sakaguchi Masayoshi was startled by the sudden ringing of the bell and his body trembled instinctively. After he recovered, he walked downstairs with heavy steps and opened the door.

After discovering that the person coming was the little guy Conan, a faint smile appeared on his face, and then he warmly welcomed Conan in.

"You're here, Conan!"

Sakaguchi Masayoshi smiled and put the drink on the table in front of Conan.

"Yeah! I think Uncle Sakaguchi must be very lonely without John!" Conan said with a smile, but his eyes were observing everything around him calmly.

Sakaguchi Masayoshi didn't notice this, and thought that he came to visit him because he really cared about him. He was immediately very moved, "Thank you so much, Conan, for still thinking about your uncle."

After a few pleasantries, Conan suddenly changed the subject, "Uncle, does John always sleep on the stairs?" Sakaguchi Masayoshi was a little surprised when he heard this question, but he didn't think much about it and answered directly, "Ah! Yes! That's right."

After getting the answer to the question, Conan was not satisfied. Instead, like a curious baby, he continued to ask: "Why doesn't it sleep down there?"

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the stairs above, his face full of confusion and puzzlement, just like a really curious child.

"My son's room is up there."

Masayoshi Sakaguchi raised his head and looked at the door of the room where John often lay, his eyes full of tenderness and nostalgia, "My son, he loved John very much."

"But before his mother died, she wouldn't allow dogs into the room, so John had to sleep at the door. Even though eight years have passed, John still waits for my son to open the door and say good morning to him every morning!"

When he said this, his voice choked slightly and his eyes were a little red.

When Conan heard this, he lowered his head slightly and fell into a brief silence. His heart seemed to be touched by this deep emotion and ripples appeared.

He picked up the juice on the table and took a sip. When he looked up, he found that there was a phone nearby.

"The host of the wireless phone is placed here?" Conan looked at the host of the wireless phone in front of him, his face full of confusion and his brows slightly frowned.

However, after careful observation, he found that it was not the main unit of a wireless phone, but a phone that looked like a wired phone receiver. This discovery made him even more confused.

"Hey! Uncle, what you put there last night was the handset of a walkie-talkie!"

When Sakaguchi Masayoshi heard this, his expression suddenly became a little uncomfortable: "Oh, yes! Yes! Sometimes I bring that phone to the study. Um, why do you ask?"

Conan held the cup in his hand and smiled innocently while drinking juice, "Nothing!"

Although he said this, in his heart, he confirmed his previous doubts about Sakaguchi Masayoshi.

"Dangdangdang..."

Just then, the big clock behind suddenly rang.

The loud bells continued to echo in the house, awakening the inspiration in Conan's mind.

When Conan heard the bell, he put down his drink cup in confusion and turned to look at the big alarm clock behind him.

"Hmm?" He looked at the big alarm clock behind him, his eyes suddenly sharpened, as if a ray of light instantly penetrated the heavy fog, "Wait a minute, the murder happened at exactly nine o'clock, the clock should ring!"

In an instant, a light bulb went off in his head, all the clues connected in his mind, and he finally figured out everything.

Conan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile, "I understand! So, Mr. Sakaguchi gave orders to John in this way!"

……

After saying goodbye to Masayoshi Sakaguchi and returning to the Mori Detective Agency, Conan directly told Kogoro Mori and Ran Mori about his discovery.

"You said the microphone under the stairs is different?"

After hearing Conan's words, Mao Lilan opened her eyes wide, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Well! The main unit of the radio has a wired microphone! But last night, I only put the handset in the living room. Why is that?"

As Conan spoke, he patiently tried to guide Kogoro Mori and others to think deeply.

Mao Lilan was puzzled and tilted her head and said, "Why would you do this? It's really hard to understand!"

Maori Kogoro, who had overheard their conversation, slammed the table and stood up, put one hand on his waist, and said like a famous detective, "There must be a reason for this. I guess! Mr. Sakaguchi must have used the radio to convey the order."

Mao Lilan blinked, not quite understanding, "What do you mean, Dad?"

Maori Kogoro argued, "Just think about it! It's impossible to bring a wired microphone to the second floor, so Mr. Sakaguchi put the wireless handset in the living room."

"So Dad, you think that Mr. Sakaguchi used the microphone to control John to attack Xiaogang!" As Mouri Ran said this, she walked to Mouri Kogoro with the bag in her hand, her eyes full of expectation for her father's reasoning.

"The phone call made me more convinced! But I don't know what the important attack code is?"

Kogoro Mori slammed his fist on the desk, his face full of anger.

When he made this move, Mao Lilan was quick to reach out and pick up the ashtray on the table and pour it into the garbage bag in her hand, preventing him from getting hurt.

Seeing that Maori Kogoro was in a hopeless situation, Conan had no choice but to remind him again, "Hey! The clock in our house won't ring!"

Hearing this, Maori Kogoro was a little surprised. He turned his head to look in the direction Conan reminded him, with a confused look on his face, "Huh?"

"But the clock in Uncle Sakaguchi Masayoshi's house rings every hour! Ding ding ding~"

Seeing that Kogoro Mouri still hadn't figured it out, Conan had to imitate the sound of a clock ringing, trying to attract Kogoro Mouri's attention.

Hearing this, Maori Kogoro's eyes suddenly lit up, "Clock, oh, right! It was exactly nine o'clock when John attacked Xiaogang."

After figuring out everything, he jumped up excitedly, pointed his right index finger at the ceiling above his head, and said excitedly: "I understand! The famous detective Maori Kogoro solved the mystery easily!"

He put his hands on his hips and laughed from ear to ear. His laughter was full of complacency and pride, "Hahahaha..."

"Dad, have you really thought it through?" Mao Lilan stood aside with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

She knew her father too well. He was always noisy and often failed at critical moments, so she was skeptical about his sudden "enlightenment".

"Of course!" Maori Kogoro patted his chest and assured, with a confident smile on his face, "Xiaolan, just wait and see how your father shows off his skills in front of Inspector Megure!"

As he said this, he strode towards the door, as if he was going to rush to the battlefield and solve all problems immediately.

Conan and Mao Lilan looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and hurriedly followed...

(End of this chapter)