Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

After returning the digital camera to Ayumi, Mrs. Kanno hurried to the entrance to open the door. The visitors were two middle-aged men. The bald fat man was named Tsukado Mizuki, 54 years old, a resident of the same apartment building. The other one, a thin and sickly man with glasses and a stubby face, was named Mie Yoshiharu, 55 years old, an antique appraisal expert.

"Mr. Jindian, my husband should have explained that matter to you clearly..."

"Yes, yes, but I still want to give it a try, so I invited an expert to come today and I want to talk to you..."

Mao Li took a few photos of Ayumi and the others with his digital camera. When he heard voices coming from the living room, he couldn't help but frowned slightly.

Although he is reluctant to admit it, he and Conan are indeed equivalent to the plague god in a sense, as they have encountered too many murders.

To be honest, his first impression of the Kanno family was quite good, and he really didn't want a tragedy like before to happen again, but wasn't the visitor's arrival too coincidental?

The appraisal expert Mie was just following the housewife into the Japanese-style room. Seeing the neatly arranged dolls on the shelf, he said in surprise, "These dolls are so beautiful..."

The hostess looked embarrassed but couldn't turn the guest away, so she forced a smile and said, "These are works by famous artists in Kyoto."

"Oh?"

San Chong pushed his glasses up curiously and moved closer to the doll: "Excellent craftsmanship, it must be done by a famous artist..."

The bald fat man followed behind and asked kindly, "I wonder how much you want before you give it to me?"

"Huh?" Ayumi asked nervously, "Do you want to buy these dolls?!"

"You're late, uncle!"

Yuanta and the others protected the dolls: "These have been given to Ayumi!"

The bald fat man said with a smile: "I don't have a daughter, why do I need these dolls? Besides, I'm not interested in dolls. What I want to buy is the scroll next to the doll stand..."

The fat man pointed eagerly at a painting hanging on the wall next to him: "This is the Thunder God painted by the Edo period painter Tieshan. I have a pair of Wind God scrolls with it, so I want to get them together no matter what..."

Mrs. Guanye said helplessly: "But my husband said he would not sell it, and we don't think it is worth that much money..."

"Don't you know the value of this scroll?" the fat man asked in surprise, "Don't you know how much insurance your deceased father-in-law paid for it? It's 2 million! 2 million!!"

Housewife Guanye was shocked: "Ah? So many?!"

"Of course, that's why I want to buy it from your husband at double the price..." the fat man persuaded, "Besides, Mrs. Guanye, this way of storage will only cause the value of the painting to drop. It's wiser to sell it to a professional collector like me..."

"But, but my husband..."

"I didn't want to tell you, but I heard that your husband lost a lot of money on stocks this time, so now is the right time to sell it..."

"We won't sell it!" Old Lady Guanye interrupted, "We won't sell it even if we owe you money..."

The fat man saw the stern-faced old woman and shrugged: "Then I'll visit Mr. Guanye again when he comes back tonight. I think he will definitely agree, because this money can just make up for his loss on the stock."

"4 million..." Mao Li looked at the paintings on the wall.

I really can't see anything special about it. It's just a funny monster, and even a bit ugly.

These collectors are crazy.

However, Mr. Guanye, who is short of money, probably can't refuse such a huge sum of money when he returns home...

After the bald fat man and the experts left, Maori did not take the group of children home, and he couldn't even put away the Girl's Festival dolls he had prepared.

The doll that was displayed again after many years aroused the old lady's nostalgia. Finally, Ayumi decided to place the doll in the Kanno family before the end of this year's Girl's Festival.

"Mom hasn't seen these dolls for ten years," Mrs. Guanye looked at the white-haired old woman with pity, then turned to Ayumi and the others and said, "You guys are not in a hurry to go back anyway, so how about letting my mom treat everyone to some sweet wine?"

The old woman came back to her senses from her reminiscence and said, "But Setsuko, aren't all the sake lees used up?"

"Ah?" Mrs. Guanye was stunned for a moment, then looked at her watch and said, "I'm about to go to the rally... Is there no more wine dregs at home?"

"It doesn't matter," Ayumi offered, "Let's go buy it. The supermarket is nearby."

"That's really troublesome for you."

The group left the Kanno family, but Maori stopped outside the door and did not follow them. He just watched silently as the Kanno wife closed the door and hurried away.

"Uncle Maori?" Ayumi turned around curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

"You guys go first, I have something else to do."

"what happened?"

Ai did not follow Ayumi and the others. She stood at the aisle with Maori with her hands behind her back.

"What are you worried about?"

"How could it be such a coincidence? I just stayed to take a look."

"Uncle, you're not..." Xiao Ai looked at Maori suspiciously and said, "You're not still planning on that set of dolls for the Girls' Festival, are you?"

"How is that possible? That set of dolls has been given to Ayumi. How could I compete with Ayumi for it?"

Maori turned his head and looked towards the stairs.

"By the way, the collector mentioned earlier seems to also live in this apartment, right?"

"Is there any problem?" Xiao Ai said calmly, "The lady said that the other person lives in Room 503 downstairs."

"I don't quite understand. 4 million is definitely not a small amount. The Kanno family is obviously short of money but they insist on not selling..."

"Of course there is a reason for this," the old woman came over with her hands behind her back, "some things money can't buy."

"Old woman?"

Mao Li looked at the hunchbacked old man in surprise: "Why did you come out?"

"I don't think we have any more sugar at home. I'll go buy some," the old woman said hoarsely, "but aren't you going to stay with the kids?"

"Well, for this, it's enough for them to go," Mao Li laughed dryly and took out the detective badge, "Let them buy some sugar as well, so that grandma doesn't have to make another trip..."

How could he explain it? Did he say that he stayed because he was worried about what might happen?

"Huh?" The old woman looked at Mao using the detective badge to contact Conan in confusion, her eyes wide open.

"Are you okay, grandma?"

"No, it's okay. Is this thing a phone?"

"It's a walkie-talkie, but it's a little small..."

Maori smiled and talked to Conan about the sugar, and just in time he saw the appraisal expert Mie coming from the stairs.

"Old lady," San Chong saw that the old lady had not gone far, and said happily, "Can I have your phone? Because there may be something important..."

The old woman narrowed her eyes and nodded: "Okay, I don't have to go out to buy sugar... But let me make it clear first, no matter what you say, our Guanye family will not sell that hanging scroll."

"In fact, what Mr. Jinqu said is correct. It would be wiser to hand over the Thunder God Hanging Scroll to a professional collector as soon as possible..."

"Huh, did you take his money?"

The old man opened the door with a sullen look on his face.

"The phone is in the living room, take it and leave quickly..."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just speaking objectively."

San Chong walked into the living room somewhat awkwardly, and was suddenly shocked by the chaos in the living room: "What, what's going on?"

"what happened?"

Maori followed him into the living room and immediately discovered that the entire living room seemed to have been ransacked by someone. The glass door to the balcony was open, the curtains were fluttering in the wind, and all sorts of things were scattered all over the floor. There was also a fax machine next to it that kept clicking, and fax paper was blown everywhere.

"This is the document that Mr. Guanye faxed over..."

"It seems that it's not just the living room," Xiao Ai whispered outside, "the bedroom over here has also been turned over."

"It's really strange," the old woman said in confusion, "I was fine when I left the house just now..."

"Did a thief come in?"

Mao Li picked up a piece of fax paper: "Grandma, did you get a fax when you went out?"

"I think so," San Chong helped, "because I called just now, and when the old lady hung up, there was the sound of a fax machine starting up."

Mao Li silently put down the fax paper and looked towards the balcony: "Let's see if there is anything missing in the house."

The old lady was out for only a few minutes, it was really too weird.

……

After a while, Conan and his friends returned to the Kanno house. They also returned with the Kanno wife who had forgotten to bring her wallet. Everyone was almost shocked by the sudden change in the house.

"The only thing that was stolen was the Thunder God scroll here. Sure enough, a thief got in..."

Mitsuhiko and Genta looked towards the place where the scroll was originally hung.

"It's abominable. Not only did he steal the painting, but he also turned the house upside down."

"I, I think," Sanchong said with a grim expression, "Let's call the police first..."

"It won't be too late to call the police later."

Mao Li interrupted, "Just within a few minutes when the old lady went out, someone broke into the house. It doesn't seem to be just a thief. In such a short time, he broke in, searched, stole the painting and escaped... Isn't it too fast? And the old lady and I were not far from the door at the time, and no one went in or out..."

"Could it be that he came in from Youta?" Mitsuhiko asked, "Isn't this a common sight on TV? The thief climbs down from the roof using a rope..."

Mao Li smiled and said, "Why did you choose this room? The curtains in the living room are all drawn, and the glass door should be closed. You can't really see what's going on inside the house from the outside. And wouldn't it be easy to be discovered if you were playing the rope game outside during the day?"

Mitsuhiko stammered, "Well, maybe the thief had been hiding on the balcony, and came in only after hearing the old lady call and saying she was going out..."

"Not to mention that there was a fax machine ringing in the house, and there might be someone at home waiting for a fax. The strangest thing is that the criminal searched the living room and bedroom, but in the end he only stole the scroll. Not many people know the value of the painting, so it is clear that the criminal's original purpose was to take the painting..."

Maori turned his eyes to the Hinamatsuri doll next to him: "Since you know this painting so well, you should also know that the scroll should be hung here."

Conan nodded and said, "Yes, there is no reason for a thief who is targeting the scroll to mess up other rooms, unless..."

"Unless they deliberately pretended to be an ordinary theft scene," Mao Li said with a smile, "they did this because the criminal had no clear alibi and wanted to avoid suspicion after the incident... In other words, the criminal was someone who knew the value of the scroll and was easily suspected of stealing it."

The bald fat man suddenly appeared at the door and asked in surprise: "What happened? Why is it such a mess here..."

"It's this uncle," Mitsuhiko and Genta grabbed the fat man, "He is the most suspicious!"

"Ah?" The fat man was stunned. "What are you talking about? I just saw that San Chong hadn't returned yet, so I came to see him..."

"Then uncle, do you have an alibi?"

"I was planning to stay at my house with Mr. Mie until the evening before coming here. Wait, where's the Thunder God hanging scroll?"

The fat man broke out in a cold sweat and looked at everyone inquiringly.

"I'm afraid it was stolen," Sanchong looked at the fat man with some suspicion, "Mr. Jinqu was indeed with me before, but when I couldn't find his phone to call him, he went out for something..."

"Hey, I'm just going out to buy cigarettes," the fat man said with sweat on his face, "Why do you suspect me when the painting is missing? Maybe the Guanye family hid it themselves. After all, we can get the 2 million insurance money this way, and we don't have to sell the painting, right?"

Ayumi pursed her lips and stood in front of the doll stand. She noticed that it was already evening and anxiously looked at Conan who was thinking beside her: "Conan... do you know who the criminal is? If you don't hurry up..."

"I'm still thinking..."

Conan secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and suddenly looked at Maori who was surprisingly calm.

I'll call the police later... Will there be any problem with calling the police?

"Uncle," Conan's eyelids twitched, "What do you know?"

As expected, the uncle said at the beginning that he had something to stay for, could it be for this?

Chapter 149 Musical Family

"I'm sorry, I've been acting weird since just now..."

Fatty Jinqu couldn't help but ask, "Who is this person? He looks familiar..."

Sanzhong narrowed his eyes and said, "Could it be the famous Maori detective?"

"That's right!" Ayumi said bravely, "Uncle Maori is a famous detective who can solve any case. If you stole the scroll, just admit it quickly!"

"Ah?" The fat man stammered with sweat all over his forehead, "Even so, I really didn't steal the painting!"

"But you are the most suspicious, and you don't have an alibi!" Mitsuhiko turned to Maori with a confident look, "Right, Uncle Maori?"

Maori's mouth twitched slightly.

"Mr. Jinqu is indeed the most suspicious person, but he is probably not the criminal..."