Conan's self-cultivation of fake wine

Chapter 427
  In the traditional calendar of China, there is a kind of annotation called Liuyao, which is used to mark the good and bad luck of each day. This kind of annotation is said to have been created by Zhuge Kongming, so it is also called "Kongming Liuyao Star" and is mainly used for military strategy. It was later introduced to Japan and became popular there, but it is gradually declining in China, where it originated.

I have to admit that before Conan explained the Six Suns to Lu Ren, he did not know that this thing originally originated in his hometown. Many things have disappeared in the long river of history for various reasons.

According to Conan, in the earliest calendar, "Liu Yao" was used to divide the 30 days of a month into 5 equal parts to distinguish each day, and to distinguish each day with the names of Xian Sheng, You Yin, Xian Los, Buddha Mie, Da'an and Chikou. The sequence repeats itself.

As mentioned before, Liuyao is an inscription used to indicate good or bad luck every day. Win first: the upper auspicious and the lower auspicious; first lose: the upper auspicious and the lower auspicious; Youyin: morning and evening are auspicious, daytime is inauspicious; Chikou: noon is auspicious, all other times are inauspicious; Da'an: the six observatories are the most auspicious; Buddha's death: the six observatories are the most inauspicious;
  Coincidentally, every time a supernatural event occurs, it is the most unlucky day of the Buddha's demise among the six stars. Therefore, Conan concluded that the prisoner most likely did it deliberately.

"The curse of the evil spirit that destroyed the Buddha." Lu Ren peeled off a piece of orange fructose and threw it into his mouth. Then he handed Conan another piece, but when it was delivered to Conan, Lu Ren changed his mind and put the candy back in his pocket, "No, eating candy too late is not good for children's teeth."

Conan: "..."

He hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively: "Brother Ren, what do you think of this matter?"

"I don't have any opinion." Lu Ren took out his phone and looked at the time, "Okay, it's past twelve o'clock now. It's time for the good boy to rest."

Before he finished speaking, a familiar scream suddenly came from the room. Conan was the first to react and went straight back to the bedroom, shouting nervously: "What's wrong with Sister Xiaolan?"

At this time, both Maori and his daughter were standing on the open-air balcony outside the window. Maori looked sternly and pointed directly above them. Conan looked up in the direction of Maori's finger and found that on the balcony on the third floor, there was a middle-aged man hanging upright outside the railing, swaying gently in the wind. It's not magic, it's just a thick hemp rope around his neck. This person is none other than the short-haired man whom I met before, Toshichi Sekiguchi, the CEO of the security company.

Lu Ren then walked in and looked up. He found that the old man hanging outside the balcony railing, besides being relatively straightforward, had also dropped his right shoe to the balcony on the second floor. Perhaps it was this that led the Maori father and daughter to go to the window to observe the situation.

If this old man's shoes had not fallen off, the abnormal situation here would probably have been hidden by the night for a longer time.

Lan's scream soon alerted the fat butler. After seeing the straight gate, he stood there stunned for a moment. After he recovered, he dialed 110 or 120. After he calmed down, he started calling the house owner's wife, Guoyou An Rong.

For the hospital check-up at eight o'clock in the evening, my wife accompanied Kunyou Chundai there. As for the reasons why the fat housekeeper called his wife, one was to report the situation, and the other was to urge them to come back quickly and open the door to the bedroom on the third floor.

Perhaps for safety's sake, Junda Kunitomo installed a fingerprint lock on his room, and no one except him could open it. The place where this straight man died happened to be Junta Kunitomo's own dormitory.

Conan just ran to the third floor and took a look. The door is now closed.

"Either it was suicide, or it was murder in a secret room." Lu Ren paused for a moment, "Or maybe it was a ghost."

"Ren, brother Ren, don't scare me." Lan's face quickly turned pale. She subconsciously looked to the side, only to find that her Conan pillow was not here. "How can there be ghosts in this world?"

"That's right." Mao Li also didn't believe it.

"It would be better if it was really a ghost. People's hearts are more terrifying than ghosts."

After leaving the room, Conan stood at the door and whispered: "Don't scare her, she is afraid of this. Eh."

Conan reached out and took the candy thrown by Lu Ren.

"I won't be able to sleep tonight until the police arrive and solve the case. If you're sleepy, take a candy to refresh yourself. It's mint flavored."

"Well." Conan put the mints in his pocket and began to talk to Lu Ren about his theory, "The chef lady is afraid of heights, and her mother is afraid of acrophobia. So the murderer should not be the two of them. Of course it is not necessarily the case. , they might be faking it. Brother Ren, what do you think?"

"Who knows."

Lu Ren still did not answer Conan's questions directly. As time passed and the plot progressed, Lu Ren successfully recalled the case.    This is a serial murder case. The murderer's revenge is far from over. Sekiguchi's death is just the appetizer. Anyway, let’s continue acting. Although the serial murder case only counts as one draw. Sometimes, in order to save trouble, Lu Ren would directly find the murderer when the serial murder case just started.

But considering the matter, in today's situation, Lu Ren is willing to give the murderer more time to realize his wish.

After all, some people are indeed of no use living in this world and would be better off dead.

Before the police arrived, Kunitomo and his wife returned home first. Kunitomo Junda opened the door to his bedroom and officially confirmed Sekiguchi Nao's death.

At the same time, Conan also grabbed the hand of Sekiguchi Naoman before the police arrived, and received a small card and a punch from Maori Ai.

Mori confiscated Conan's loot, but did not tell the Kunitomo family. Instead, he hid it secretly and handed the card to Officer Henggou after the police arrived.

Officer Henggou, who had a noodle or coral head, quickly showed a reassuring smile when he saw Maori was present. They got together to discuss the case and began to question everyone in the mansion one by one.

The time of Sekiguchi's death was approximately between 8:30 and 9:00 pm. At this time, the driver with narrow eyes was driving Guoyou and his wife to the hospital for medical treatment. With an alibi, the suspicion of murder was basically ruled out.

The suspicions of the fat butler and the chef and his daughter have not yet been cleared. As Conan said, they are probably pretending to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, fear of heights, or something like that.

As time went by and the police continued to inquire, more details were revealed - Thirteen years ago, the Kuniyo couple took their servants to the sea for fun, but they encountered a shipwreck and sank. Only the Kuniyo couple and Sekiguchi survived. Disaster. Among the people who died in that shipwreck were the driver's father and brother, the fat housekeeper's lover, and the chef's father.

However, the above information does not currently provide any help in solving this murder case. The case reached a deadlock for a while. Everyone in Kunitomo's family also returned to their bedrooms. Among them, only Junta Kunitomo had a strange reaction. He ignored his wife's request and went into the bedroom alone.

Needless to say, the consequences of this kind of behavior of being alone on a horror set. Fleeting.

The first person to notice this was Conan. He followed the rope hanging from the third-floor balcony and climbed all the way up from the second-floor balcony, and informed everyone through the intercom placed in the room that Kunitomo Jundai had been killed.

Lu Ren picked up his spirits and it was time to reap the fruits of victory. He glanced at the panicked Mrs. Kunitomo. In fact, if the murderer's plan went well, she would be the next target.

It's just that things in the world are never completely satisfactory. With Conan here, this case will be solved immediately, and the murderer will have no chance to continue killing people.

That's it for now.

A group of people went up to the third floor. Xiaolan followed Conan's instructions and continued to wait at the elevator entrance on the second floor. Because according to his speculation, the murderer was most likely forced to stay on the third floor. Their next task is to find out the murderer hiding somewhere on the third floor.

There is really no suspense about finding someone. As soon as the identification was opened, Lu Ren found out the murderer, the brother of the driver with narrow eyes, in just a few seconds. He did not die in that shipwreck, but was knocked ashore by the waves and survived by luck.

The motive for the murder is easy to guess. The shipwreck that year was entirely man-made. Naoto Sekiguchi killed his family and friends, and Kunitomo and his wife were accomplices. In order to retaliate against the three men, the two brothers joined forces to commit the crime.

That's what it's all about anyway. Police officer Henggou escorted the narrow-eyed brother away. Lu Ren and the others returned to the guest room to continue resting. If you have enough energy to get up tomorrow morning, you will get the commission fee. After all, they have completely solved this evil curse.

Even if the client dies, the client’s wife is no longer around. She will definitely give the money. The murder case thirteen years ago, as Brother Nian Mianyan said, because there was basically no evidence preserved, there was basically nothing the legal process could do to her. But public opinion, the murderous knife, can. I don't think East News would reject such an explosive article.

Sometimes, to deal with gangsters, you have to use more gangster tactics. Because I talk to them politely and rationally. These scum won't listen.

(End of this chapter)