Ke Xue Collects Rent, And The Wives Are Sweating Profusely

This is the big foreign horse, it is indeed unforgettable.

Qian Jing Dongshu came out of the room beautifully.

Judy covered her head and followed behind with a little fear..

“”My dear, that strange wall…will the murderer really not find it?”

She was now completely transformed.

Her brain seemed to be split into two halves, one half full of love for the man, the other half rationally examining herself.

This was a special effect caused by Xiao Hei’s stick, and Qian Jing Dongshu also understood it as a small problem in his breathing.

As long as it was not a bloody amnesia, schizophrenia or two personalities, he could accept it well.

“Did you see clearly what that person looked like just now?”

“There is no mistake, he was very panicked, even if he tried to turn his face to hide, I would not forget such obvious features!”

Judy said and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, when my dear was with her, he didn’t know that she was an undercover sent by the FBI.

She had confessed in time when she was embarrassed just now, and her identity was clear to Dongshu Jun.

Now the only thing left was that the FBI asked, how could she cover it up?.

At the same time, the���The switch destroyer was found, and Long Nan’s body was also found.

Everyone stood on the deck with solemn expressions.

“Brother Fuyuki!”

Conan finally waited for Qian Jing Fuyuki, and also saw Judy behind him.

He was stunned,”So the person who was following behind just now was Zhu Lin-san?”

“Sorry, boy, I’m so scared.”

“Only Dongshu-kun gives me a sense of security.”

Judy spontaneously snuggled up to Qian Jing Dongshu and was hugged by his waist.

Qian Jing Dongshu smiled very charmingly.

“I have to thank the murderer this time. If he hadn’t done that, I wouldn’t have gotten what I wanted.”

“What? You have met the murderer! ?”

Inspector Megure, Maori Kogoro and others immediately looked over.

Then, Judy put her hands down, and there were obvious marks of being hit on her head.

“”Cook, where is your head?”

Qian Jingdongshu said,”Zhu Lin and I were chatting happily when we heard someone’s hurried footsteps approaching.”

“I didn’t see the figure clearly, and Zhu Lin seemed to have discovered something, and was hit by a stick.”

Judy nodded repeatedly

“Hey! If you ask me to identify the murderer now, I should be able to do it!”

“Ah, that’s an unexpected development!”

Inspector Megure was delighted.

Maori Kogoro smiled.

“You kid, you’re taking credit for nothing again, huh!”

Qian Jing Dongshu smiled.

“So during the time I was away, did Maori-san notice who had been absent?”

“Ah, speaking of which……”

Kogoro Mouri was embarrassed. There had just been a power outage and a murder. It was impossible for him to remember the details.

“The Xiajiang and Qiujiang sisters still haven’t appeared, they should still be in Dongshu’s room”

“Butler Suzuki also said that there was a little sister taking care of them. That’s three people, but I don’t think they have the motive or ability to commit the crime.”

Inspector Megure began to rule out

“Butler Suzuki has been in our sight all along, so it can’t be him.”

Maori Kogoro took over the conversation and continued to think.

“Shoji Ryūmoto was in the restaurant before the power outage. He had to travel a long distance to get here, but he seemed to be the last one to arrive.”

“Then there is Mariko-san’s family……”

Mariko and her husband hurried over

“How can you talk like that, detective! How could it be us?”

“Besides, there are so many servants on the ship. Wouldn’t we find out if we call them all over and question them?”

“That cook, didn’t you say you saw the murderer? If you really saw him, identify him on the spot!

Qian Jing Dongshu glanced at the people around him meaningfully.

“Mariko-san, don’t be so quick to deny it. Where is your son?”

“Huh?” Mariko turned around and was stunned,”Honey, where is Ichiro? Wasn’t he right next to us just now?”

Mariko’s husband said timidly:”I, I don’t know either!”

“ah——”

Suddenly, Ichiro Rakumoto screamed in pain from the toilet.

Everyone was startled and rushed to the toilet.

Qian Jingfushu and Judy went over calmly.. bathroom

“The murderer, the murderer seemed to be eager to escape, he stabbed me in the leg and disappeared!”

Ichiro Ryomoto fell to the ground, his thigh was bloody, and there was a bloody knife near the door!

“My Ichiro! Mariko and her husband rushed over

“Family doctor! Butler Suzuki, why don’t you call someone to bandage my son!”

Leaving the noisy scene behind, Ryūmoto Shoji finally arrived late, looking at the knife on the ground in disbelief.

“Isn’t this my kitchenware? How did it get here?”

“”Yours is Shoji Ryūmoto? Why did you come at this time? Oh, I know! You are the criminal!”

Maori Kogoro pointed at him angrily and shouted.

Conan looked at Qian Jingfuyuki, who sneered.

“Okay, you better stop embarrassing yourself, Maori-san.”

“Hey you……”

Qian Jing Dongshu shut him up with a punch, once again confirming Maori’s title of the God of Death.

Then he looked at the stunned crowd.

“It can be seen that the prisoner is working very hard to escape punishment.”

“But he never expected that this self-directed and self-acted self-torture would just show his panic and confusion, exposing his stupidest side.”

“Am I right, Mr. Ryomoto Ichiro?”

???!

Everyone was shocked and looked at the stiff Ryomoto Ichiro in disbelief.

“Qian Jing Dongshu! Don’t slander me! How can you say I’m the murderer without any evidence! ?”

Rakumoto Ichiro’s eyes flickered and his face turned pale as he shouted

“Yes, Fuyuki-kun, is there something wrong? My weak Ichiro, how could he do such a terrible and cruel thing!”

Mariko hugged her son and cried.

Qian Jingfuyuki didn’t even look at her and took the handkerchief from Conan.

“The evidence starts with the bloodstains at the door of Gozo Ryūmoto”

“This is the bread crumbs Conan found in the blood. What can you think of it?”

Ichiro Ryomoto’s pupils shrank!

“What’s with the bread crumbs? Ryūmoto Shoji is good at cooking, and his favorite thing is the Western food he is proud of!”

Mariko doesn’t care about the black material

“His father hated Western food and scolded him every time he saw it. He wanted to open a Western restaurant and borrowed money from the old man, but was slapped in the face!”

“”Hey, second sister!” Ryūmoto Shoji was annoyed.”What kind of good thing are you? Who knows if you will deliberately frame someone for the sake of the family property!”

Seeing that they were about to drag the argument to something unrelated, Qian Jing Dongshu sneered.

“Not only chefs who cook Western food will get bread crumbs on their plates, there is another type of people who is often forgotten: art students!”

“Erasers are often used when drawing and blending shadows. If you don’t have an eraser, bread can be used instead!”

“Ichiro Ryūmoto-san, I remember the first time I saw you at the pier, you were carrying a sketchbook with you.”

“You see, Xia Jiang’s eyes are not so innocent, are they? Do you dare to let everyone look through your paintings now?”

Ichiro Ryomoto’s expression changed drastically, and he turned pale with horror!

“how do you know……”

“Hehe, of course I told Brother Dongshu.”

Conan stood up and said

“Not only that, because Brother Fuyuki asked me to look for clues, I also discovered that two knives were missing from Mr. Shoji’s kitchen utensils!”

“Two knives?” Ryūmoto Shoji was stunned.

Everyone reacted at once.

Inspector Megure said excitedly:”If the criminal was holding two knives, then the other one must be the murder weapon that stabbed Ryūmoto Gozo!”

“As long as the forensic department takes the knife away after landing and compares it with the wound, they can identify it!”

Qian Jing Dongshu nodded.

“Officer Megure is right.”

“If the bread crumbs and the knife were not enough to explain it, then Long Nan’s death and the fact that he was stabbed in the toilet just showed that the murderer had lost his composure, making the chain of evidence clearer!”

He looked at Judy with a confident smile.

“Zhu Lin, now you can identify the murderer who hit you with a stick!”

“Hey! The criminal is Ichiro Ryomoto!”

Judy pointed over and Ichiro Ryomoto’s face instantly became extremely terrifying.

“No! You are such a traitor, who knows if you have been colluding with Qian Jingdongshu to frame me!”

“Yes, I have a crush on Xia Jiang. I have been madly in love with my cousin for a long time! All the paintings are of her! But this is not evidence that can be used to identify me!!”

“Where is the murder weapon? Have you found it? Long Nan is dead, who saw that I did it! ? Why did I kill him! Where is the relevant evidence!”

Conan’s face darkened, this is the tricky part.

Bread crumbs and paintings full of abnormal love are just evidence that provide strong motives and are not very obvious.

The first murder weapon, the murder weapon that killed Long Nan, and the iron rod in Zhu Linsan’s mouth, are all missing.

She was the only witness, and she was obviously suspected because of her abnormal relationship with Fuyuki.

“Hahaha, you can’t find any evidence! Because I am the victim, I was stabbed hard on the leg!”

Ichiro Ryūmoto laughed crazily.

It is impossible to find fingerprints on the knife on the ground!

The gloves have been flushed down the toilet, and in this vast ocean, they have been submerged in the surging sea water along with the sewage system and the two murder weapons!

“You are too happy too early.

Qian Jing Dongshu suddenly said.

Ichiro Ryomoto stopped laughing and looked at him in doubt.

“First of all, stabbing yourself will result in a different angle of entry. Also, given your cowardly nature, even if you wanted to stab me, you would still hesitate.”

“When we get the wound examined, if you stabbed yourself, it will be obvious and you won’t be able to explain it.

Qian Jingdongshu looked at him with a half-smile.

“Another thing you may not have noticed is that the bloodstains at the entrance of the Ryūmoto Gozo have been treated.”

“The crumbs on the doormat prove that the criminal at least bent down to adjust the doormat, so that the tiny things on his body would fall off.”

“Look at the footprints under the doormat and compare them separately. If you find a slight outline of blood, spray luminol reagent on the shoes of everyone who entered or left.”

“It is impossible for the criminal to wear shoe covers when committing a crime, or to have time to change shoes. Even if he was careful enough to change shoes, it would still arouse suspicion. No matter how extravagant and wasteful the family members were to go to the island to attend the annual meeting, they would not bring several sets of clothes. They are not women, so they are so particular about changing shoes.”

After two heavy punches, Qian Jingfuyu stepped towards the stiff and terrified Ichiro Ryomoto.

“Tell everyone, does Ichiro Ryomoto dare to do the wound identification and all the shoes inspection?”.