Li Canghai nodded and said, "We have been ignoring this clue before, because we learned from the mouth of the Zhang family that Feng Niang had died more than ten years ago, and thought that Feng Niang's painting was just a coincidence that appeared at the scene of the murder. But now it seems that this coincidence was deliberate. ”

"Oh? What did you find? Conan asked.

"Before interrogating Ueda Takashi, I had observed in this house, and the owner of this house was none other than Kazesume. According to the people of the Zhang family, Feng Niang is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially in calligraphy and painting, which can be called a must, and even the painting saint Wu Daozi is amazed. If it weren't for the fact that she was a daughter and married Zhang Wenyuan early, the painting saint would have accepted her as an apprentice. In Feng Niang's room, I found that there were four paintings on the walls of the studio, but now they have disappeared. Brother Conan should know that there is something hanging on the wall, and it will leave traces over time, and from the marks left on the wall, it seems that the paintings should have been taken down for no more than a month. Li Canghai said.

Conan instantly understood the meaning of his words, and said, "Do you suspect that someone deliberately stole these four paintings and used them to kill people?" Could it be that Feng Niang did not die, but went into hiding, but now she came out to kill people again, because she deliberately left her own paintings, the purpose is to tell everyone that she did these cases? ”

Li Canghai frowned, shook his head and said: "Originally, I did think so, this matter has something to do with Feng Niang, but Ueda Takashi and Zhang Wenyuan have only been friends in recent years, and he will definitely not know Feng Niang." In this case, why did he deliberately leave a painting of Feng Niang when he killed someone? ”

After a pause, he continued: "One more thing, Ueda Takashi said that the reason why he went to steal the painting was because he was instructed by others, so this mysterious person is likely to be the murderer of Hongmei. He asked Takashi Ueda to steal the painting, but there was no evidence of his adultery with Tachibana in the painting, so what was the real purpose of the murderer? ”

Li Canghai's words made Conan also fall into deep thought.

They have always been swayed by the case, and after Hongmei was killed, the mysterious murderer seemed to disappear out of thin air and never appeared again.

Immediately after the deaths of Azhu and Tachibana, all their attention was on Takashi Ueda.

If Ueda Takashi killed Aju and Tangerine in order to kill people, then why did the mysterious murderer kill Hongmei?

Also, if Ueda Takashi really didn't lie, he must have been deceived by the mysterious murderer, but what was the purpose of the murderer?

As the investigation deepens, the two find more and more mysteries emerging, and these mysteries are like entangled cobwebs, making people more and more confused.

Conan paced and pondered for a while, then spoke: "Brother Li, since you suspect that this matter is related to Feng Niang, it is better to start with Feng Niang." ”

Li Canghai rubbed his eyebrows, and after thinking for a while, he sighed: "This can only be the case now, originally I deliberately used the spell to break the evil and lead the evil situation to the painting garden, the purpose is to investigate the matter of Feng Niang, and I don't want another murder to happen." Brother Conan, Feng Niang's matter still needs to be entrusted to you, for the scene of the three murders, I need to investigate again. ”

Conan nodded and said, "Brother Li, don't worry, this matter is on me." ”

As he spoke, Conan arched his hand at Li Canghai, and then left the painting garden quickly.

In the cold painting garden, he was soon the only one left.

Li Canghai turned the wooden wheelchair cart alone and returned to the room again.

The orange's body had been carried away, and only a puddle of blood on the ground, and the blood remaining in the air, told of a murder that had occurred here not long ago.

Li Canghai looked at the blood on the ground, sighed, and then looked around.

There was nothing unusual in the room, except for a lot of dust.

There was originally a thick layer of dust on the ground, and footprints would be left when they walked by, but at that time, in order to save Yu Yanrou, everyone entered it, and the footprints were already messed up, and no useful clues could be extracted.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a line of shallow footprints from the pillar tied with oranges in the direction of the table.

Li Canghai's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly walked towards the piano table.

The piano table is located on the left side of the room, and next to it is the window that Ueda used to escape when the murder was broken.

It is about two zhang from the beam to the piano table, and about four zhang from the piano table to the place where Ueda Takashi committed the crime.

The table was located at the opposite corner of Ueda Takashi's murder, so it was not damaged in any way.

Li Canghai remembers very well that no one has ever been to the direction of the piano table, and this footprint will definitely not be left by them.

Unfortunately, due to the proximity to the windows, there doesn't seem to be a lot of dust in this area, and the footprints on the ground are blurry and of little value.

Li Canghai sighed and secretly said that it was a pity.

Before coming to the piano table, Li Canghai subconsciously played the strings with his hand, and there was a little dust on them.

Zheng~

An ethereal syllable sounded, echoing through the room.

"Good piano!" Li Canghai couldn't help but admire.

A piano sounded, and the dust on the piano stand was raised one after another, Li Canghai accidentally inhaled a mouthful of dust, choked and coughed again and again, and kept waving his right hand.

But at this moment, he accidentally touched the incense burner on the piano table.

With a bang, the incense burner fell from the piano table to the ground, and the lid fell off.

Seeing this, Li Canghai hurriedly bent down to pick up the incense burner, wanting to put the incense burner back in its place.

Just as he picked up the incense burner, he found a little incense half an inch long hanging from the mouth of the incense burner.

At first, Li Canghai didn't care, but when he twisted the incense at random, he found that the place where the incense had been burned was actually carbon black.

Li Canghai's heart suddenly moved, and he hurriedly put the incense in front of his nose and smelled it.

Suddenly, his face became solemn.

Li Canghai looked at the window not far away, which was broken by Ueda Takashi when he fled, and then looked at the dust on the ground around him, and suddenly fell into deep thought.

He remembered very well that before Ueda Takashi jumped out of the window and fled, the window was closed, and the window was smashed by him.

Thinking of this, he looked up at the half-lattice that was still hanging on the window, and involuntarily touched his nose.

The half of the window lattice, inside and out, was rotten on both sides, as if it had been weathered by wind and rain for many years.

"Mullions, dust, incense, ......." Li Canghai muttered in his mouth, and then closed his eyes.

The layout of the room was in his mind, and after about half a pillar of incense, he suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had figured out something, and said to himself: "I see, I see! But for what? (To be continued.) )