Daily life of a spy in the world of Conan

"Do you want to come in and take a look?" Xia Chuan asked.

The police officer shook his head regretfully. "I still need to guard outside and not allow outsiders to enter. After all, this is a diplomat's death. Mr. Tsujimura has many foreign diplomat friends. If the case cannot be solved quickly and the news spreads to other countries, it will bring shame to the country. I cannot leave my post without permission."

Xia Chuan pretended to shake his head with regret, "Well, work hard, the Metropolitan Police Department needs people like you!"

It’s better not to go in, otherwise if you see Anya drinking cocoa, you’ll be exposed.

But is it really not considered as deserting duty to let him in so easily? He didn't even call, so he should at least go in and ask...

And speaking of face... Kudo and Uncle Mori have successively become the saviors of the Metropolitan Police Department. Do they still have any face left?

Complaints aside, Xia Chuan was still very grateful to the Japanese police for their generosity. If not for that, he probably wouldn't have been able to get in.

How could he not go in? He also wanted to secretly see how Conan turned into Kudo Shinichi.

It does not follow the law of conservation of mass at all, and he has to look at it with a critical eye.

"But it's okay. After the case is over, I went back and heard from other police officers who were conducting the forensic investigation that they said the same thing."

Xia Chuan smiled and nodded.

The police officer only escorted him to the door, and then Xia Chuan walked in by himself.

ding dong~

As soon as he entered the door, he heard the doorbell ringing, but he ignored it and walked straight in.

Bang bang bang!

This is the sound of someone stepping hard on the wooden floor, and it seems that he is in a hurry.

After a while, Xiachuan saw Xiaolan hurriedly running downstairs.

After dodging Xiaolan's reckless behavior, Xia Chuan asked curiously, "Xiaolan, what are you doing?"

"Brother Xia Chuan, the doctor should be here, I'll go open the door!"

Xiaolan passed by like a gust of wind, opened the door and ran out.

Natsukawa touched his chin thoughtfully. It seemed that Conan was about to turn into a washing machine.

But Tsujimura's house is a bit big, where is he?

Xiaolan ran so fast that he didn't have time to ask questions. But looking at her expression, she probably wouldn't have the energy to pay attention to him even if he asked.

Is it upstairs?

Xia Chuan looked up at the stairs. The other party had just come down from there.

Slowly walking up the stairs, there are many rooms on the second floor, and all the soft furnishings are made of wood and are very exquisite.

There is a long corridor with a turn at the end. Compared with Frank's house, this is a real luxury villa.

I don't know how much money he had to buy such a big mansion in Beihu...

Just as he was about to turn the corner, Xia Chuan saw a man holding one hand on the wall and the other on his waist.

That outfit...is it the standard school uniform of Teitan High School?

No, it's just the same blue suit, not the uniform of Teitan High School.

Has it gotten bigger?

Xia Chuan sighed, it was such a pity, he really wanted to see what this change was all about.

But judging by the appearance of the washing machine, it should be used to solve a case, right?

Natsukawa's heart moved, and he walked forward quietly and stood behind Kudo Shinichi, who had just recovered, with a smile on his face that he could no longer stop.

The slender arm slowly rose up, and the palm slid down like a knife.

"who?"

Kudo Shinichi felt something behind him and was about to turn around, but he felt a pain in his neck, his feet slipped, and then he felt relaxed all over.

Looking at the fallen Kudo Shinichi, Natsukawa looked around like a guilty thief. After making sure that there was no one around, he opened a door at random and threw the unconscious Kudo Shinichi onto the bed.

This is the good thing about a luxury house. Any room on the second floor can be either a study or a bedroom.

Kudo Shinichi was sleeping soundly with sweat on his forehead. Compared to forcing himself to reason, it turned out that getting some sleep was better for the body!

But after he did this, I don’t know if Conan will feel that his becoming bigger was just a dream.

who cares.

Xia Chuan shook his head and closed the door.

There were footsteps downstairs again. It should be that Xiaolan found a doctor, but Kudo obviously didn't need one now.

There was a voice talking in front, and Natsukawa knew it was Hattori Heiji as soon as he heard it.

It’s not that the other person has an Osaka accent, in fact he can hardly hear the Japanese accent.

The main reason is that the voices of Kogoro Mori and Inspector Megure are both very recognizable. However, he has never heard of this voice before, and it sounds very young, and it is still explaining the reasoning, so he can conclude that the other party is Hattori Heiji.

As he approached, Hattori Heiji's voice just fell, and then an old and frail voice sounded.

"Yes, it was me... who killed my son Tsujimura Isao."

Pleaded guilty?

So fast?

Natsukawa stuck his head in and glanced at the old man who spoke. Is this guy the father of diplomat Tsujimura?

Japan is a country where the sons inherit the father's business, and this also applies to public institutions.

If the son is a diplomat, then the father must have at least been an employee of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs before his retirement, and his position might have been quite high.

But now looking at the other person's hunched appearance, it's quite funny.

Xiachuan knew that the murderer was not him, but the second wife of diplomat Tsujimura Isao.

But what does this have to do with him? He is not a washing machine that believes there is only one truth. It doesn’t matter to him whether the real murderer is caught or not.

However, his daughter did not think so and was already planning to increase the workload for her beloved father.

Inside the room, the black-hearted little girl noticed her father who was sticking his head out.

In fact, she had already received her father's mental signals in advance, and now when she finally saw her father come in, she shouted with joy.

"Father!"

Aniya, who threw herself on Xiachuan's legs, found that her father actually brought cocoa. She looked very happy, grabbed it with a smile, opened a cup and started drinking.

Because it had been left for quite some time, the cocoa was already a little cold, but Anya didn't care and continued to drink it happily.

After taking a sip with great relish, Anya climbed onto her father's shoulder skillfully and whispered a few words.

While speaking, his eyes kept looking in the direction of the Tsujimura family.

Listening to Anya's whisper, Xia Chuan was a little surprised that this little guy actually discovered something amazing.

Although he is not his biological child, his observation skills seem to have become very good after being taught by him during this period of time.

"Natsukawa!"

Kogoro Mouri was not surprised to see Natsukawa. After all, it was he who left a note for Natsumoto Azusa, asking her to tell Natsukawa to come and pick up the child.

"Good evening, Uncle Maori."

Xiachuan nodded to Officer Megure again, "I'm sorry, Officer Megure, I'm interrupting you from solving the case."

Inspector Megure nodded, feeling a little unhappy. What was going on with the people outside? Why were they letting anyone in? Even if they were allowed in, shouldn't he be notified?

Then Natsukawa looked at the people from the Tsujimura family and Hattori Heiji.

"Mr. Tsujimura, the murderer shouldn't be you, right? Why are you confessing for the murderer?"

Originally, Xiachuan didn't want to get involved in this matter, but Aniya said that when she entered the door, she happened to see the whole process of the hostess, Tsujimura Kimie, killing people.

In order to prevent Aniya from growing up astray and to have a correct concept of good and evil, it seems that he, as a father, has to stand up and take charge of the situation for Kudo Washing Machine and find the real murderer.

"What do you mean?"

Hattori Heiji was very dissatisfied. He had just confirmed that the murderer was the deceased's father, Tsujimura Toshimitsu, and this guy, who he didn't know, actually stood up to refute him.

The most important thing is that the other party had just arrived at the scene, so what right did he have to refute him?

Although he always suspected that Kogoro Mori was just a show-off and that Shinichi Kudo was behind him, the other party had at least gone through the whole process. If it was Kogoro Mori who came out to refute him at this time, he might have seriously thought about whether he had made any mistake.

"Oh, so you've wronged Mr. Tsujimura."

Natsukawa smiled calmly and looked like he deserved a beating, at least that's what Hattori Heiji thought.

"Xiachuan, do you know what you are saying?"

Kogoro Mori looked at Natsukawa with a serious face.

Although he is not reasonable most of the time, he and Hattori have the same idea. Besides, Natsukawa is neither a detective nor a policeman, so does he know how to solve a case?

But Xia Chuan was the one who helped him earn 20 million after all, and the two families had been visiting each other frequently recently, so he couldn't say anything to Xia Chuan and could only signal him with his eyes to stop talking.

No one from the Tsujimura family said anything. They all had their own thoughts and no one knew what they were thinking about.

Only Tsujimura Toshimitsu raised his eyelids slightly, but did not say anything.

"gross profit!"

Inspector Megure couldn't help it anymore and signaled to Kogoro Mori to ask Natsukawa to leave.

He and Xia Chuan had met several times, but they were not familiar with each other. Xia Chuan had never shown any detective ability in front of him, so what he said just now was naturally nonsense.

Xia Chuan coughed twice, knowing that now was not the time to keep the secret.

After making sure that he had attracted everyone's attention, he spoke.

"Just now, Aniya saw it."

Chapter 27 Conan Can't Die Young

The study on the second floor of the Tsujimura family home.

Tsujimura Isao's body lay on the cold floor, his lips and nails had turned completely purple and black.

The person has been dead for who knows how long.

There were many people standing in the room. Fortunately, the study room of the rich family was relatively large, otherwise there might not be enough space for so many people.

Hearing Xia Chuan's speech, everyone was shocked!

Did Anya see it?

Everyone's eyes suddenly turned to Anya.

Did this little girl see a murder?

But why didn't she say it just now? Now that the investigation is halfway through and the 'murderer' has even confessed, this little girl actually said that she saw the murderer?

"Didn't this kid just come in with us?"

Hattori Heiji put his hands in his pockets, not knowing who his opponent would be. At least before Kudo showed up, three or five sleeping Kogorou were not enough for him to beat.

Anya came in with them, and the murder should have happened before they came in, so how could she see it? How could she see it?

Is there something missing in my reasoning?

Could it be that he saw something through the window when he was at the door?

He turned his head and glanced at the window and rejected the idea. The window was on the side of the house. They came in from the front, so they could only see the window on the front where the main door was.

"This is not a secret room. The so-called secret room is just a decoy of the murderer." Natsukawa looked around at the people from the Tsujimura family and focused his gaze on the middle-aged woman.

"This lady, I think I called you Ms. Tsujimura Kimie correctly."

Hearing that the new young man had pointed at him, Tsujimura Kimie's face changed, but he remained calm and nodded, "Yes."

"When you went to see Uncle Maori, I'm afraid you had already planned and arranged all this, right?"

Is this a poor woman? No.

This is a pathetic woman.

The ex-husband and the current husband are both diplomats, but the ex-husband was squeezed out and framed by the current husband and was thrown into prison.

The reason she killed her current husband was to avenge what he did in the past.

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Tsujimura Kimie adjusted the hair at his temples. The small action seemed a little unnecessary, but it seemed to give her a sense of security.