Chapter Forty-Seven: About the Misunderstanding of Conan

"Last night, someone tried to break into the residence of Akimoto's mother and daughter, but fortunately, the police were nearby and subdued them in time. And that person is the child named 'Dazhu' taken in by the old couple. ”

"So, the person who caused more than 20 murders is the big pillar? But didn't you say it before, he ...... intellectually?"

Qinghai Chuantang nodded.

"Yes, Level 3 intellectual disability. If you want to say that such a person is a murderer, to be honest, it is a little confusing, but I did see him appear in the apartment and wanted to break in. ”

"At the same time, in the suitcase found in the old couple's house, all the fingerprints of the old couple's life were detected, and there were several hairs found in the suitcase, Ms. Jiashi."

Hair?

Conan was shocked, how could hair appear in the suitcase?

"Could it be that I put Ms. Jiashi in my suitcase and took her in?"

"But there's no reason, and how could an old man in his seventies do such a thing......"

"Isn't it possible, I can't bear it, so I deliberately do this, I want to protect the child I adopted, right? After all, from childhood to adulthood, there are still some feelings......"

Conan began to fall into deep thought.

"Level 3 intellectual disability is not too serious, some simple self-care, simple interaction with others, can still be done."

So, if the murderer is really him, it actually makes sense. However, I always felt that something was strange. ”

Conan touched his chin and thought about it, and couldn't help but say the guess in his head.

Guessing is sometimes necessary, but sometimes it can seem cumbersome, distracting one's train of thought and perhaps even leading development to other tracks.

"Sister Xiaotang," Conan suddenly looked up at her, "Let's go to the Shoe Repair House in the West now." ”

He wanted to be there, maybe he could find the answer.

Yoshiyo Terauchi had a lung disease and didn't get better.

The fabric on the victim's body will always be cut off.

If you connect the two together, Conan thinks of a folklore - a hundred quilts.

But when they came to the shoe repair shop in Sinai, they saw that the door was closed, and a sign hung on the door that said: Closed for personal reasons.

"What a coincidence...... Sister Xiaotang, what do you think? Conan turned to look at her.

Yuan Fang, what do you think?

I feel that these two sentences have the same effect.

"How else can you see? Dazhu was caught, how to say that the two are also his adoptive parents, maybe they went to visit him in the detention center. ”

"But it seems that it should also be sentenced to life imprisonment, and the meeting application can only be once a day, so ...... If you want to see Dazhu to understand the situation, it's a little unlikely. ”

"But we might be able to start with Hideki Oi. I have previously analysed the locations, and there is an overlap between the two major unsolved crime areas, which may be related. ”

"In other words, the two murderers should have met once."

"If you can get any useful information from his mouth, you may be able to know if Dazhu is the real murderer, or if it is ...... Whether there is a possibility of accomplice. ”

Conan was a child, so naturally it was impossible for him to go to see him.

And even if Qinghai Chuantang is alone, he will not feel any pressure, and even feel more comfortable in this way.

After all, the murderers who have faced many serial murders have been used to it.

"You must have something coming to me. Because of the multi-purpose knife case? ”

Hideki Oi clasped his hands together, and before she could speak, she already understood the other party's intentions.

This also illustrates one thing from the side, he is indeed as Qinghai Chuantang said.

"Have you seen him?"

Hideki Oi nodded, "Ten years ago, I did bump into it once. But even if I tell you, I won't have any chance of reducing my sentence. ”

"But you always want to be comfortable in there, don't you?"

"So, what can you do for me?"

"That's up to you how you behave."

Hideki Oi seemed to find it amusing and couldn't help but laugh.

But soon, he reverted to that expressionless appearance.

"Even ten years ago, I still remember the smell very clearly."

"At that time, I had just killed an old woman who had been in love for a long time, but suddenly I smelled blood. So, I followed the smell of blood......"

Through the window close to the ground, Hideki Oi saw the scene inside.

I saw a girl lying on the ground, but the girl next to her was kneeling.

Not far from them, two people stood.

Then, the girl picked up the utility knife in front of her and stabbed it into the girl's neck, and the blood sprayed a lot on her face in an instant.

She hurriedly wiped it, but she had the illusion that she was wiping more and more.

"I've only tried to kill. I didn't expect to see the feeling of others killing people, which is also quite interesting. Just watched, watching two friends kill each other. ”

After Hideki Oi finished speaking, the monster smiled.

The extremely ugly laughter made Qinghai Chuantang feel a faint pain in his eardrums.

"Where is that place?"

Hideki Oi suddenly suppressed his laughter, and even the smile on his face disappeared.

"Profiler, right? I'll leave that question for another time. ”

With that, Hideki Oi got up and left.

The twenty-second victim of the multi-purpose knife died ten years ago.

At the same time, there was an eighth case of murder in a closed room, in Insu-ku, Seongcheon Province.

The other party should not change the place easily, not to mention that it is still a perfect place that has not been discovered for more than ten years.

A window close to the ground, a warehouse-like place...... That's the clue given by Hideki Oi.

Of course, Qinghai Chuantang told Conan about the matter, and of course it was inevitable that some details would be changed. For example, the person Hideki Oi saw was only Ozuki.

Conan was naturally suspicious of this, because according to his reasoning, there were only two possibilities: the murderer was either someone else or an accomplice.

"You can't lie to me, do you?" Conan was deeply skeptical.

Qinghai Chuantang let out an "oops", and said helplessly: "I didn't expect to be seen through by you at a glance, I really deserve to be a detective." ”

After straightening her face, she continued: "Because I'm afraid that if the murderer is really that old man, you won't be able to do it." ”

Conan opened his mouth, as if trying to argue something, but quickly fell into deep thought.

What did you do and what kind of actions did you make the other party have such a misunderstanding and illusion, and feel that she is a bad person?

Thinking of the previous case of the bad group, Conan instantly understood.

The other party has a deep misunderstanding and misunderstanding of herself, and it is no wonder that she always stops herself everywhere and expresses some opinions that may not be in line with his own actions.

"I don't know why, but you have such a misunderstanding about me. But if the other party is a murderer who caused twenty-three serial killings, whatever his reason for doing so......"

"Even if it's really to make a 'hundred quilts' to make his wife better, I won't let him go for such a reason."

"The duty of a detective is to find the murderer, and as for sentencing, there will be a law to decide. And so many innocent people have died, for whatever reason, for whatever reason, they should not be forgiven. ”

Conan clenched his fists and said solemnly, while also making his position very clear.

Qinghai Chuantang smiled, this may be the answer she wants.

However, even in the end, the other party will kneel down and cry and repent of his crimes...... Although this is very unlikely, I think that we cannot forgive the deceased. ”

"At least in the eyes of those innocent souls, I can't wait to cut him with a thousand knives."

Not because the other party has committed many crimes, but simply because of the deceased.

Killing someone is killing someone, no matter what the reason is, whether it is mixed with misunderstanding.

At least when doing this, there is a genuine desire to kill the other person.

If you can really let go of everything with just these three words, maybe there won't be so many stories with tragic endings.

"Alright, Conan. Let's start looking, such a large area is estimated to be searched until dark, and there are still many alleys there, maybe you will lose some time because of getting lost. ”

"But remember one thing, that is, whoever finds out, must contact the police as soon as possible, and remember not to do it yourself, understand? Otherwise......"

Qinghai Chuantang smiled, looked at him and said a little seriously: "I can only ask you, does the coffin need to be flipped or sliding." ”

At that moment, Conan's body couldn't help but tremble.

The other party's tone at that time made him shudder.

The roads in Renshui District are a bit complicated, and they look quite old, making Qinghai Chuantang feel like they have returned to the 80s for a moment.

It is indeed a great place for people who like nostalgic retro.

It's just that some people prefer to go to a wider area, so although there are many vacant houses here, there are not many residents, and most of them are elderly people who live here permanently.

It's no wonder that no one noticed anything strange at the time.

After all, in a way, it's also a great place to commit crimes.

Follow Hideki Oi's prompts to find it. Before you know it, the sky has gradually darkened, like a splash of thick ink.

Close-to-ground windows......

Qinghai Chuantang suddenly stopped, and after observing for a while, he stepped forward and tried to see something.

It's a pity that it's too dark inside and I don't see anything.

So she went around to the other side and turned the doorknob.

Surprisingly, the door opened easily, and there didn't seem to be anyone there.

After sending the text message, Qinghai Chuantang took out the portable flasher, turned it on, walked in, and then walked down the stairs.

The light of portable portable electrobatteries is somewhat weak, so there are limits to where they can be illuminated.

So much so that when she moved the flashlight away, a figure that suddenly appeared startled her.

The incident happened suddenly, and before she could react, she was knocked unconscious by the other party.

When Qinghai Chuantang woke up, he found that his hands were tied to a chair with his hands tied and his mouth still covered with duct tape.

She struggled a bit, only to find that the rope was too tightly tied to break free.

"Click-"

It is the sound of the utility knife sliding.

She looked up at the man.