Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"How about those two jokes I just told."

After Shanshan took out the money and the car started again, Lin Feng helped him check the joke.

"It's not funny. There's no emotion in what you said." Sugiyama glanced at the coffee shop owner.

This joke sounds familiar, as if I found the same one...

I curse you for getting a rent increase from Mr. Maori!
More than three hours passed.

Everyone finally arrived at the hot spring hotel in the mountains of Gunma Prefecture where the murder occurred.

"Mr. Lin Feng!"

"You're finally here!" After waiting for a long time, Ashan was really a little bored. He had been secretly watching TV in the hotel. When he heard that there was a car going up the mountain, he immediately came out to greet them.

"Officer Shancun, what's the situation?" Lin Feng gave a brief introduction and then went straight to the point.

"The murdered person was called Sen Fukada. He was the owner of this hot spring hotel. He ran the hotel alone..."

As he spoke, Shancun Cao led everyone into this quaint little hotel.

Lin Feng and the other two were in the hotel lobby and saw two men and one woman sitting on the sofa. They finally saw what the legendary Miss Fukada looked like.

The other person had black hair and was dressed casually, and was indeed quite pretty.

As soon as they entered the room, Miss Fukada recognized Sugiyama and showed a surprised expression.

"What is the relationship between this Miss Fukada and the deceased Chi Fukada?" Toruko turned her gaze away from the three people and asked.

The other two men, one middle-aged and one young, looked like tourists.

"She is the deceased's sister and has been living in this deep mountain for several days."

"The other two came here because they heard that the hot springs here are good."

"We haven't found out yet what kind of grudges they had with the deceased." As he spoke, Officer Yamamura opened the door to Boss Fukada's room.

The room is simply decorated with tatami, a small wooden table and two cups of tea on the table.

The autopsy has been completed and the cause of death was common cyanide poisoning, which was put into the teacup.

"Great." Lin Feng couldn't help but say something when he saw the small bottle used for poisoning was placed openly on the table.

It is often difficult to deal with such things after poisoning, and criminals can easily reveal their flaws.

Look at others, they just clean it up and put it on the table for you to see.

There were no signs of quarreling or fighting at the scene, except that the table was a little tilted, probably due to the victim's painful struggle after the drug took effect.

"Be careful, there is poison in that cup too!" Police officer Shancun saw the blond and dark-skinned young man, who seemed to want to touch the cup opposite the deceased, and quickly reminded him.

"The tea tank is full." Touzi nodded and said.

It's a bit strange, why put poison in both cups?
"Of course it is full. Would the murderer be stupid enough to drink poisoned water?" said the Shancun police officer speechlessly.

"..."

Toruko glanced at the officer.

The other person exudes an unreliable aura...

"Let's start questioning them one by one. Finish it early and then we can go take a hot spring bath." Lin Feng said with a smile.

The first person to be questioned was Ms. Fukada, the victim's sister.

"Actually, this hotel was left by my father. My brother asked me to come here to discuss the issue of inheritance."

After finding an empty room, Miss Fukada explained to everyone the purpose of coming to the hot spring hotel.

"You felt that your biological brother distributed the property unfairly, so you poisoned him to death, right?" Officer Shancun found a motive and asked. This is a very common plot, right?
"I, I didn't. My brother has always been very good to me, and this time he wanted to make it up to me."

"My brother owed a lot of money. When my father passed away a few years ago, we discussed it and decided to use the inheritance to pay off the debt."

"My brother seems to be doing well financially recently, so he asked me to stay with him for a few days and to give me some money."

Miss Fukada was so frightened that she shook her head repeatedly and spilled everything out.

"Ms. Fukada, don't worry, we will never let you suffer any injustice!" Sugiyama also squeezed in, and when he heard this, he immediately expressed his opinion.

"Thank you." Miss Fukada nodded.

"Does your brother have any other job besides running this hotel?" Lin Feng pushed Shanshan aside and asked puzzledly.

The profits from this kind of hotel may be enough to support one person's life, but it is a bit strange to say that the economic situation is good.

"I don't know about that. I asked him if he had won a lottery or something, but he didn't tell me."

Miss Fukada knew what Lin Feng wanted to ask, but her brother kept his mouth shut and didn't tell her where the money came from.

"Officer, have you searched the hotel?" Touzi looked at the unreliable Officer Yamamura and asked.

"of course."

"We found 10 million yen, and the source of the money is very suspicious." Officer Yamamura's expression became more serious.

Maybe, that Fukada Chi has some unspeakable secret.

We cannot rule out the possibility that this sister is an accomplice!
"Is all this money for you?" Lin Feng looked at Miss Fukada and asked.

"Yes, my brother said he had prepared 10 million yen for me and asked me to take it when I leave so that I don't have to worry about money in the future." Miss Fukada nodded honestly, with tears in her eyes as she said this.

"I see."

"Azi, please accompany her back to the room first." Lin Feng asked Azi, who was standing aside, to accompany Shentian back to the room to cry.

"How is it?" the Shancun police officer asked Lin Feng.

Did the sister kill her brother because she wanted his property?

"First, send someone to investigate the account information of Chihei Fukada and Miss Fukada."

"As for the rest, let's meet the other two first." Lin Feng and Amuro looked at each other and said.

The next person to enter the room for questioning was the young man in his twenties, Tadashi Ota, twenty-four years old, tall and thin, wearing a baseball cap.

"Where were you between 12 and 1 o'clock this afternoon?" Lin Feng asked.

"At that time, I had just finished lunch and was resting in the room." When questioned again, although Ota Tadashi was dissatisfied, he did not dare to show it.

“Can anyone prove it?”

"Come on, there are only a few people in the hotel, and I'm traveling alone, who can prove anything?"

Ota Tadashi looked helpless.

But before Lin Feng and the others could continue to ask questions, he thought for a moment and said, "I remember that when I was watching TV at noon, my voice was a little loud and I had a quarrel with the uncle in the next room."

"Is this proof?"

"Have you noticed the relationship between Miss Fukada and the boss?" Lin Feng asked, shaking his head.

Just arguing a few words certainly doesn't prove anything.

"I seemed to hear the two of them arguing, several times since yesterday..." (End of this chapter)