I'm making soy sauce in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 949 Chapter 950 Breakthrough!
"Anything is fine." Shancun Cao didn't give up. What he said before was relatively general, but this time he gave an example.

"For example, Mr. Yan Fu or Mr. Kuan Ren, have you ever had conflicts with others?"

"Also, have you seen any suspicious figures around the house?"

"Or did you hear any strange noises or something?"

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Hearing these questions, Akashi Hiroto thought for a while before answering:
"My father is also old, and he doesn't go out very often, and the reason why he moved here is that he doesn't like contact with outsiders."

"My current job is to teach others how to play tennis at the nearby tennis court, because there is no place to play here, so I go straight home after get off work"

"That means you have never had conflicts with others?" Yamamura took out a notebook and a pen from his pocket, and crossed out the words "outsiders committed crimes" on the notebook.

"Probably not." Akashi Hiroto nodded, and said, "I didn't leave the living room much except to go up to deliver meals."

"I didn't see any suspicious figures, and I didn't hear any strange sounds."

He did not see any suspicious figures, nor heard any strange voices, but someone heard it.

And there's more than one.

"That's what you say," Xiaolan thought seriously.

"What's wrong with what you said?" Yamamura Cao thought that there was nothing more to ask, but this sentence gave him hope, so he unconsciously raised his voice.

"That." Xiaolan recalled the voice she heard at that time, and replied, "I heard some strange voices when I went to collect the tableware in that room for the first time."

"What kind of voice is it?" Yamamura Cao asked.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Xiaolan imitated the voice she heard at that time, and then said, "It sounds like this, it seems to be crying."

"Crying" Yamamura Cao frowned slightly.

"I think he must have decided to commit suicide, that's why he was crying." Yuanzi imagined the scene, sighed, and guessed.

"Are you sure?" Shancun Cao asked again after recording this important information in his notebook.

"Because I was worried about disturbing the people in the room, so I didn't go in." Xiaolan shook her head and explained.

"I'm not sure if it's crying, but it kind of feels like it."

"I understand." Yamamura Cao nodded.

"Guangyou also heard that voice at that time." Xiaolan suddenly remembered that she met Guangyou at the stairs, and added.

"Oh?" Yamamura raised his head, shifted his gaze from the notebook to Guangyou sitting at the table, and asked.

"Is that so?"

Recalling that voice, Guangyou nodded and said:

"I did hear a 'muhhhhh' sound, but I'm not sure if the person inside was crying."

"I see." After confirming that there was indeed such a voice, Yamamura asked the crowd a few more questions.

At the same time, that strange feeling welled up from the depths of Guangyou's heart again.

Thinking back to that "huh" sound, Guangyou frowned, carefully thinking about where the strange feeling in his heart came from.

"The sound sounds a bit muffled."

"It doesn't look like it comes from the nose, it looks like it comes from the mouth"

"A dull-sounding sound coming from the mouth"

"It's not like crying, it's thinking."

Suddenly, a picture appeared in Guangyou's mind:
A person was tied up with a rope and hung his hands in the air. With something stuffed in his mouth, he couldn't call for help. He could only make a sound similar to "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu".

This picture was made up by his own brain, not what he saw with his own eyes.

But when thinking of this picture, Guangyou felt that the question in his heart had been answered, and it was probably the correct answer.

"I always feel that this sound doesn't sound like crying." Conan pinched his chin with his uninjured hand, frowned, and said in a deep voice.

"It's like being covered by someone's mouth." Guangyou took over the conversation and added.

After the two finished speaking, they looked at each other tacitly, Guangyou glanced in the direction of the living room door, and Conan nodded understandingly.

"By the way, the mountain village police officer!" Conan asked in a hoarse voice, forgetting his still sore throat in order to confirm what he thought.

"Did anything else fall in that room?"

After speaking, Conan couldn't help coughing.

Cough very badly.

"." Guangyou glanced at Conan who was coughing.

What can he say?

As soon as I saw the progress of the case, I forgot about my bad throat.

He had reminded him twice before.

Just give him a hint and let him ask if it's okay?
It's not that he doesn't know how to ask.

Afterwards, Guangyou seemed to have foreseen what might happen later, first reminded Conan in a low voice, and said:

"Hey, Conan, no matter what you hear later, don't be in a hurry as if you were going to the cafeteria to grab food, go slowly, don't make some people suspicious."

Some of the people he said were referring to Akashi Hiroto.

Although his voice was very low, in order to avoid the situation that Akashi Hiroto had good hearing and happened to hear it.

He still uses "someone" instead.

Since Conan was busy coughing now, he didn't respond, but Guangyou thought Conan should have heard it.

But it might not be possible.

Whenever a case is encountered, or there is a critical progress in the case, for example, the modus operandi is deduced because of a certain clue.

Then Conan would be like the students rushing to the cafeteria to grab food, for fear that all the good food would be taken away, he would ignore everything and run directly to the destination.

"Conan!" Xiaolan ran to Conan's side with a worried face, and patted Conan's back lightly with her hands, caring.

"You have a sore throat now, how can you speak? And you speak so loudly."

With Xiaolan's help, Conan's cough improved a lot.

"Yes." Yamamura nodded sincerely and said, "We also found a handkerchief on the floor."

"There's still a bit of curry on the handkerchief."

"I think he probably used it to wipe his mouth when he was eating curry rice."

Hearing this, Guangyou picked up the tea cup in front of him, drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp, and then said to Xiao Ai:

"Come on, let's go up and have a look."

"En." Xiao Ai nodded, and followed Guangyou to stand up.

"Sister Xiaolan, Xiao Ai and I are going out for a while. We have been sitting here for too long and want to go out to get some air." Guangyou quickly found a reason to go out.

"Then you two don't go too far, it's already late." Xiaolan nodded and said to the two of them with concern.

"En." Guangyou responded, took Xiao Ai's hand, walked out of the living room, and walked straight to the crime scene on the second floor.

And in the living room at this moment, Conan, who had finally recovered from his cough, opened his eyes slightly, and his mind was racing with thoughts.

"Could it be that the truth of this case is that!"

"If that's the case, then I should be able to find that thing there!"

"Yes, if I'm not mistaken, the truth of the matter is definitely like that!"

"As long as you find that thing there, you can prove it!"

Thinking of this, Conan stopped talking nonsense, and turned his head to look at the place where Guangyou was originally sitting.

Seeing that there was no one there, Conan was obviously stunned.

His previous thoughts were all in what Shancuncao said, but just now he was thinking about going to the crime scene as soon as possible.

For a moment, he forgot that Guangyou had already left the living room.

　Some writer next door is really not doing his job.

　　Good novels are not written.

　　Going to participate in "This!It's Street Dance"

　　
　　Tu

　　
　
(End of this chapter)