Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

"Of course the housing prices here can't compare to those in the commercial street," Mr. Naoki took Mao Li straight into the bedroom, "This is my daughter's room."

"Is your daughter the only one living here?"

"Yes, we are planning to move here, but the bakery has been busy lately, and it would be troublesome to travel back and forth without a car."

"Hmm." Maori said solemnly, looking around the bedroom.

Both the living room and the bedroom are very tidy, similar to Xiaolan's usual room, and there is nothing special about them.

When he came, he listened to Mr. Naoki's explanation of the situation again.

A few days ago, Naoki and his wife had a fight with their daughter Keiko because of a blind date. As a result, they contacted their daughter a lot the next day. At first, they thought that their daughter was still angry, but they didn't even see anyone at the insurance company where their daughter worked.

Although the case was reported to the police station, the police believed that Keiko had gone out for fun and disappeared on purpose because of a bad temper, and they could not find any clues after investigation.

According to Huizi's colleagues, Huizi did mention on the phone that she was going out on the day she disappeared, but the problem is that the company has no record of Huizi asking for leave.

Mao Li walked into the bedroom, stroking his chin: "Did you move anything afterwards?"

"No, the police just came to take a look," Mr. Naoki responded, "Oh, by the way, because there were clothes hanging outside, my wife and I took them in and put them in the closet."

Maori silently opened the closet.

There was only one change of OL clothes, and the other one was probably worn by Huizi.

There was laundry hanging outside, the house was in good shape, the trash was cleared out…

Judging from the situation, Keiko left the house calmly, probably to go out for work or a date, so it's no wonder that the police just took a look.

Did he really go out to play just because he was angry?

Huizi's job is to sell insurance. She is often on the road during her work. Maybe something happened during this period. Insurance salesmen are easily disliked by others.

"Huh?" Maori opened the drawer and took a look. He found that in addition to the cosmetics, there were actually quite a few receipts inside. They were all left over from shopping. They were neatly folded and clipped with book clips.

What caught his attention was the top picture, which was a shopping supermarket on the north side of Kaizuka.

"The policeman has also looked at it," Mr. Naoki said when he saw Mao Li staring at the receipts. "They are all left by Keiko after she shopped. She even kept the receipts for the fruit she bought before. That kid likes to keep the receipts. She said it would be convenient for her to testify if there are any quality issues."

"Didn't the police investigate?" Mao Li asked as he flipped through the receipt.

"Yeah, because the latest one was taken more than a week ago, and the police said there's no need to investigate..."

"Is it really not necessary?"

Mao Li found several receipts from the same supermarket. The dates on each receipt were about half a month apart. Some of them showed only the purchase of apples, while others showed the purchase of daily necessities.

Fruits, milk, candies and biscuits, nutritional supplements, towels, shogi, table tennis...

"Were these bought by Miss Keiko?" Mao Li put the supermarket receipts together and narrowed his eyes slightly, "It doesn't look like she bought them for herself..."

"Ah, maybe it's because of work," Mr. Naoki said confusedly, "Don't you often buy small gifts when you sell insurance?"

"Really? Don't you ask the company to reimburse you for small gifts?" Mao Li didn't know much about the insurance business, but he still kept the receipt.

In any case, the places Keiko frequented were worth investigating.

……

Outside Kaizukakita Supermarket.

Officer Takagi, who was specially called by Maori, waved at Maori and said, "Mr. Maori!"

"Officer Takagi, I'm sorry, this kind of missing case should be the responsibility of the security police, but since I really don't know any police officers in the security department, I can only trouble you."

"That's not true, Mr. Maori. I'm taking a day off today anyway, so I might as well do nothing."

"Then let's start investigating without further delay."

Maori laughed.

"it is good."

Takagi walked into the supermarket first and found the store manager with his police officer ID.

Several cashiers looked at Huizi's photo and several receipts and shook their heads: "I don't remember. How can I remember so many people every day..."

"You really have no impression at all?" Mr. Naoki asked excitedly, "Please, think about it again."

"I really don't remember," the cashier said with difficulty, holding the receipt, "There's a nursing home nearby, and people often buy these things. There's nothing special about them..."

Although the cashier didn't say much, Mr. Naoki understood the implication and his face was full of disappointment.

Indeed, there are so many people shopping in the supermarket. If there is nothing special, how can we remember the people who buy things?

Gao Mu also shook his head helplessly at Mao Li: "I don't think this will work, Detective Mao Li, it's almost impossible to find the missing person with this kind of shopping receipts..."

"impossible?"

Mao Li raised his eyebrows, took back the shopping receipt, and continued to ask the cashier: "Excuse me, where is the nursing home you mentioned?"

"Just across the street."

"Thanks."

After leaving the supermarket, Gao Mu couldn't help but chase Mao Li and asked, "I don't quite understand, Detective Mao Li, what is going on? Is it related to the nursing home?"

"Didn't the cashier just say that? People often buy the same things as Miss Keiko and go to the nursing home. Of course we have to go to the nursing home first." Maori shrugged with a smile.

"Eh? Is that it?"

"You don't think I can find Miss Keiko right away, do you?" Maori's eyes twitched, and he turned to Naoki who was feeling heavy beside him, "Mr. Naoki, have you ever heard Miss Keiko mention this place before?"

"No," Naoki sighed and shook his head, blaming himself, "Keiko and I have never had a good relationship. We hardly ever talk about work... It's all my fault for being too strict with Keiko. If that hadn't happened, things wouldn't have turned out like this."

"that matter?"

"A year ago, before we opened the bakery where you, Detective Maori, live, we had a big fight with Keiko about her boyfriend because we heard that he had a bad record," Mr. Naoki explained.

Maori frowned slightly. Generally speaking, if a man has lived in the house, the toilet and restroom will be the most obvious. An extra set of toothbrushes will definitely be prepared, and the toilet seat will habitually stand upright:

"Does Ms. Keiko still have a boyfriend? But she lives alone in that house."

"Because they broke up after that incident." Mr. Naoki's face darkened.

"I see," Mao Li thought, "Could Keiko's disappearance be related to that ex-boyfriend?"

"That person is Keiko's colleague Yoshino Akio, but the police have already investigated. He happened to be traveling abroad with his wife a few days ago, so he should have nothing to do with it."

"I'm already married."

For a moment, Maori actually had the idea that Keiko might really be angry and didn't want to see her parents.

There is a reason why the police make such a judgment.

After walking for a while, we arrived at the nursing home that the cashier mentioned. The environment was quiet and many elderly people were leisurely enjoying themselves under the care of nurses. Some of them were even playing shogi under a tree.

"This should be it," Takagi looked around and had no confidence in finding someone. "Mr. Naoki, maybe your daughter is just having a bad temper. There's really little hope of finding her here."

"Let's go ask the dean first." Mao Li hoped that Keiko was just throwing a tantrum, otherwise the worst outcome would be inevitable.

"Keiko?" The old dean held up Keiko's photo and recalled, "This girl did come here occasionally."

Gao Mu was stunned: "Huh? Really?"

"She comes about once every two weeks," the old dean nodded and said with emotion, "She's a very good child. There aren't many people as kind as Keiko nowadays. You can ask Tamura and the others, the ones playing shogi outside, for details."

Mao Li didn't expect that the nursing home would really have any clues. After all, it was a bit sensational to sell insurance in a nursing home.

"Keiko," the old man who was playing shogi recognized her immediately after seeing her photo, "she came here a few days ago and talked to everyone about her family."

"family?"

"It seems like she had a quarrel with her family and is a little distressed," an old lady nearby laughed, "The child is just not good at communicating with her family. Every time she comes to visit us, she always mentions her family. In fact, she loves her family in her heart."

"Keiko..." Mr. Naoki choked up, "Did the child mention what it was about?"

"I didn't say that, but he was pretty happy when he left. He should be reconciled with his family now."

"Is Keiko okay?"

"It's okay." Mr. Naoki looked at the elderly people who cared about his daughter and tried hard to hold back his tears.

"Excuse me," Mao Li asked over Mr. Naoki, "What day did Ms. Keiko come here?"

"About three days ago..."

The old people discussed with each other: "I remember it was four days ago, because Huizi came to see us again within a week, I remember it clearly."

"4 days ago?" Maori turned around and looked at Mr. Naoki.

It was around the time Keiko disappeared...

"Did Miss Keiko go back directly after that?" Maori continued to ask.

I definitely didn't go home, the question is where I went.

"I think Keiko will stop by to visit old lady Takano nearby," the old man replied, "I think it's to promote wheelchairs..."

Very good, it seems like I have a goal...

……

Near the nursing home, Takano's house.

Maori brought Takagi and Mr. Naoki to ask along the way and found that it was an old house with its own entrance and courtyard, a brick and tile house with a wooden structure and two lights at the gate of the courtyard.

According to people around her, Mrs. Takano died of a myocardial infarction on the day Keiko disappeared, and now living inside is the old lady's nephew and his wife.

The nephew's name was Takano Masaaki, and he was quite surprised to see Mori and his companions at the door.

"I'm sorry, my aunt has passed away." Takano Masaaki stared at Mao Li, his face changed slightly, and he looked away and said, "I haven't seen the Miss Keiko you are talking about either. Please go back."

The man was quite alert and did not dare to face Maori's gaze again. He turned away several people and turned back into the house.

"There's a problem..."

Mao Li let out a breath. His detective intuition told him that this case must be related to these two people.

Chapter 177 Resonance instead of haunting

In the evening, Mori and his tool Takagi met near Takano's house and kept watch from the car as before.

Takagi clumsily took out his notebook: "I checked at the place where Takano Masaaki used to live. I heard that he owed a large sum of money due to gambling and was chased by loan sharks. People around him said that he went to borrow money from a rich aunt... It should be his aunt, Mrs. Takano. It is said that Mrs. Takano hid all her property somewhere in her house..."

Mao Li leaned back in his chair and listened: "Old Mrs. Kono has no children, can the nephew inherit the estate?"

"Well," Gao Mu hesitated, "I don't think so."

"Then why were they allowed to stay here after old lady Takano passed away? And they didn't allow anyone else to come in."

"Huh? This may also have special circumstances."

"You have no idea at all?" Maori looked at Takagi who was mumbling to himself, knowing that his questions were in vain. If he really wanted to figure out the legal issues, he would probably have to find his wife Kisaki Eri.

But one thing is certain, the Takano couple are just as problematic as he thought.

If they were here to take care of the old lady's funeral, it would have been fine, but now they seem to want to stay for a long time - are they so close to the old lady that she left the house to them?

In addition, for two consecutive days, I would rush out at 8 o'clock every night, but I didn't do anything serious. I just played around and went home on time at 9 o'clock.

From a standpoint, it was just a fixed-time outing, but from the Takano family's perspective, it was indescribably strange. After all, this couple didn't look like the kind of honest people who didn't socialize, but rather the kind of young couple who had a lot of fun.

"It's time."

Maori looked at his watch. It was almost 8 o'clock when the Takano couple hurriedly closed the door and left again.

Takagi whispered, "Detective Mori, what should we do? Should we continue to follow?"

"No need. It's faster to go directly to Takano's house to investigate than to follow him."

"Eh?" Takagi stared at Mao Li getting out of the car and walking towards Takano's house, and followed him anxiously in a low voice, "Wait! I don't have a search warrant..."

"Don't be so rigid, we have one hour to investigate."

"Eh? Detective Maori!"

In the quiet night, Maori sneaked into Takano's house using the light of his watch. Perhaps influenced by the Takano couple who left in a hurry, the old wooden house looked a little scary.

"Detective Mori," Takagi pursed his lips and looked around. He saw nothing around, so he could only nervously follow Mori into the house through the back door. "How come you are so skilled? Isn't this illegal?"

"Don't worry, it's just an illegal search at most. If we can find evidence, it will be fine," Mao Li said calmly, "and even if there is any problem, I will take the responsibility. You won't be in trouble."

In fact, there are many things that Maori did not tell the honest Takagi.

Many unknown detectives usually walk on the gray line just to make a living. Infiltrating to investigate and installing eavesdropping devices are trivial matters. Some even steal various commercial secrets...