"My husband hasn't been home for days. At first, I just thought he was out socializing, so he would come back a little later. ”

However, the next day, he still did not return, and he did not answer several phone calls. I also asked his colleagues in the unit, and said that he didn't go to the company at all that day. ”

"It's been three days now, and there's still not a word from him. I've asked Mr. Maori to come before, but I still haven't found any leads."

Takashima Bingka sighed, but the movements of her hands did not stop in the slightest.

A perennial housewife, her knife skills should be skilled.

Although it can still be seen that there is some foundation, it seems to be rusty, and it does not look like people who are often busy in the kitchen after marriage.

Qinghai Chuantang also noticed that she also had a silver ring on the ring finger of her right hand.

"Ms. Bingxiang, have you always been cooking with a ring on?"

Takashima Bingxiang was stunned for a moment when she heard this, then smiled, reached out and stroked the ring, and said, "This is a gift he gave me when I got married." ”

"He knew that I was a person who liked cooking very much, so he deliberately chose a cheap one so that I could wear it all the time."

"As for the valuables, they have always been carefully kept in boxes."

Ten minutes later, a serving of pork and ginger roast was placed on its own.

The presentation is very delicate and exquisite, which makes Qinghai Chuantang feel that he is not called "eating" in the past, but can only be regarded as "will".

Takashima Bingxiang smiled and said, "Miss Tang, let's try it." ”

The pork belly is fat but not greasy, soft and delicious. Served with a slightly charred soy sauce and a rich ginger flavor, this dish is also special to eat.

"Not bad." Qinghai Chuantang nodded and explained, "This is the highest evaluation of me." ”

"It's not easy for your meals to be affirmed by the other party." Although there is a smile on Takashima's face, it always makes people feel a little bitter.

Doesn't your husband like to eat what you cook?

Qinghai Chuantang was about to ask this question when the doorbell rang at the door.

"Who?"

"Hello, here's a copy of your husband's package, please sign for it."

When Takashima opened the door, she saw the staff of the Courier Service holding a large foam box in her arms.

Beside him stood a bespectacled little boy who she remembered had come directly with Kogoro Maori, who seemed to be fostered as his child.

After signing for the courier service, Takashima Bingka lowered her head and looked at him, and said with some confusion, "Little friend, I remember your name is 'Conan', right?" If you're here, what's the matter? ”

Conan nodded and said with a smile, "Ms. Bingxiang, I'm here to bring a clue to your husband!" ”

Qinghai Chuantang, who was sitting on the dining chair, was almost choked and fell into extreme suspicion, this can also be encountered?

When Conan entered the living room, he naturally saw Qinghai Chuantang who happened to put down the dishes and chopsticks.

And Qinghai Chuantang naturally heard the footsteps and moved his gaze to him.

The two of them stared at each other, and the air around them seemed to freeze.

Seeing this scene, Takashima Bingxiang naturally felt a little strange, so she asked curiously, "Miss Tang, do you know each other?" ”

Qinghai Chuantang nodded, smiled for a while, and then said, "Of course I know." After all, the 'Conan Kid', who has an IQ of 20 more than Leonardo da Vinci, will naturally have heard of it. ”

"Words to say"

Qinghai Chuantang looked at the box in the other party's hand and asked with some curiosity, "Ms. Bingxiang, what is the box in your hand for?" ”

"This?"

Takashima Icoka placed the box on the table and opened it, only to see that it was full of food.

"This is what my mother-in-law sends every week, and she makes it herself. Although she has already said that she doesn't need to, her mother-in-law still insists. ”

Speaking of this, Takashima Bingxiang smiled, "But thanks to my mother-in-law, we have also saved a lot of food expenses, and we usually save a lot of experience." ”

As she spoke, Takashima Bingxiang took out a box of grilled mushrooms from the box, looked at her, and asked, "Miss Tang, do you want to taste it?" ”

Qinghai Chuantang shook his head, declined the other party's kindness, and explained, "I'm allergic to fungi. ”

It is precisely because of this special physique that she is afraid of fungi.

It's so severe that as soon as you smell the fungus, you feel unwell.

"That's a shame"

Takashima Icoka whispered, as if remembering something, and then looked at Conan on the side.

said, "By the way, kid, you said before, is there any clue right?" Then you can just tell Miss Tang directly, after all, I have entrusted the matter to her now. ”

Conan hesitated.

"Ms. Bingxiang, this thing is actually related to you, so," Conan said, handing him an envelope containing several photos.

Takashima Bingxiang was stunned for a moment, and seemed to be a little unable to react.

When she opened it and saw it, she couldn't help but cover her mouth, and her eyes instantly turned red.

In the photo, a man comes out of the room.

Immediately after, a woman followed, and the two were talking and laughing, as if they were talking about something.

"So he's been away from home for so long, is he all going to be with this woman?"

Takashima Bingka's face was covered with tears, and it was obvious that this news was a blow to her, and it was difficult to accept it for a while.

"These photos were actually taken by the Maori uncle in the photos. However, these photos were taken a week ago. ”

In other words, a week ago, the husband was not missing.

And the woman in the photo may be the breakthrough.

"I remember her."

Takashima Bingka said with some difficulty, "This person's name is 'Shikano Shichi'. Before my husband and I got married, we used to eat at her restaurant. ”

Looking at the man in the photo, she tasted betrayal.

I don't eat when I get home because my stomach is already full of food; When I returned home, I didn't have a married life because I was already fed outside.

"So my husband is cheating, isn't he?"

Takashima Bingxiang burst into tears, "Miss Tang, please go and find that man on my behalf." As long as he likes it, I am willing to quit and fulfill them and let him stop hiding. He didn't know how worried I was about him."

Amid the woman's crying, Qinghai Chuantang and Conan left the apartment.

"I didn't expect to meet in this situation. However, how long did it take for the man in this photo to go from going in to coming out? ”

"Huh?"

Conan blinked, looking very surprised, "Why do you suddenly ask this?" It's almost 10 minutes, what's wrong? ”

Qinghai Chuantang touched his chin and thought, "10 minutes, generally speaking, 2 to 7 minutes is about the same." ”

"You don't mean to say," Conan blushed, but still felt that something was wrong, "10 minutes seems too short, right?" ”

Qinghai Chuantang's expression began to become a little strange, and he couldn't help frowning, why is this kid blushing?

In her understanding, before the Takashima couple got married, since they often went to that restaurant to eat, they could be regarded as regular customers.

And a restaurant will always find a way to develop some new dishes and change the tricks, in order not to be eliminated by the torrent of the times.

And for the diners who have come to the restaurant after investigation, it is the most suitable to use it as their own taster.

"How long did you take those pictures?"

Conan was surprised to see why he was throwing out questions that sounded inexplicable every time.

"I guess it should have been around 10 o'clock when Uncle Maori left. And usually at that time, the restaurant is not too busy. ”

Qinghai Chuantang nodded, "That's right." During this time, the male outlook is at its lowest point of the day, and the female outlook index drops to 10 in the early morning. ”

"So judging from this information, there shouldn't be anything happening to the two."

She patiently popularized knowledge for the other party.

After saying that, he smiled and said, "I just think Mr. Takashima is going to help with the food tasting, where do you think of it?" ”

So, in fact, he misunderstood?

"Actually, that's what I'm thinking about too."

Conan said seriously, not at all feeling how vulnerable his lies were at the moment.

Qinghai Chuantang smiled, and did not choose to expose the other party.

The two came to Shikano Shichi's restaurant together, Merlin.

"Mr. Takashima, he hasn't been home in a few days?"

Shikano Shichi was very surprised when he learned of the intention of the two.

"The reason why Mr. Takashima came to my house was just to ask him to help me taste my latest new dish, and nothing else happened."

"Moreover, I also know that he is married, and it is impossible for him to intervene in the relationship between the two of them."

"So, why did you commission Mr. Maori to take the photo?"

Although I don't know what kind of reason the other party used to persuade the other party at that time.

But as long as the money is in place, everything is actually negotiable, otherwise Mori Kogoro would not have taken some from time to time to investigate the case of missing pets.

Shikano Shichi looked dazed, "Commission? I, I haven't looked for Mr. Maori at all, why would I ask him to help take the photos? Could it be that after reading these photos, I think I want to intervene in his relationship with Miss Bingxiang? ”

"Miss Bingxiang?"

Sometimes the difference in title can reflect the relationship between the two and the degree of intimacy.

Now that he knows that the other party is married, the title of Takashima Bingka should be changed from "Miss" to "Lady".

It's like some places where men get married, and they change their mother's title from "mom" to "mom".

Realizing that he had accidentally said something wrong, Shikano Shichi slapped his mouth with some hatred, a little annoyed.

Finally, she sighed.

"Well, I did want to threaten her with that."

"After all, for a person who loves cooking, it's very satisfying to have someone eat their own food with a happy expression on their face and then give it a high evaluation."

"However," Shikano continued, "I don't know what happened to Mr. Takashima's disappearance. ”

"After all, I haven't seen him since I left that day, and I thought he had changed his taste."

For this matter, Shikano Shichi did not show any jealousy.

After all, for her, she just wants to have someone who can taste new dishes for herself for a long time, and there is not much emotion in it.

Just because of this, if you want to tie the other party to your side, it sounds a little too unbelievable.

Sure enough, the brain circuits between people and people are different.

In the end, Qinghai Chuantang came to this conclusion.

"Conan, kid. When you went to Takashima's house before, did you find any useful clues? ”

When Qinghai Chuantang came to Takashima's house as promised, the other party happened to come back from buying vegetables, so he started lunch directly, and didn't have time to look around.

Conan shook his head.

"Speaking of which, the place where Ms. Bingxiang lives is a high-end apartment. According to the three major motives, if you exclude one emotion just now, you will only be left with hatred and money. ”

"However, according to the law of exclusion of close people, the wife's suspicion is naturally the greatest."

The corners of Conan's mouth couldn't help twitching, why hadn't he heard what the other party said?

"But if it's murder, what about corpses?"

"Do you know what the odds are that the body will remain at the scene of the crime?"

Conan shook his head.

"Not all bodies will remain at the scene of the crime, let alone three days have passed. That's enough to do a lot in three days. ”

Qinghai Chuantang took out a lollipop from his pocket, "Let's go, Conan, kid, let's go back to the apartment first." ”

With that, he tore open the package and put the sugar in his mouth.

Sure enough, the orange-flavored lollipops were the best.

The corpse is often the measure of suicide and others, and it is the primary evidence.

In general, there is no conviction or sentencing without a corpse, but exceptions can be made in exceptional circumstances.

As long as direct evidence related to the case is found and a chain of evidence is formed, it is enough to prove that the other party is the murderer, and it can still be convicted and sentenced.

"A superior apartment is a premium apartment, and even the garbage disposal is 24 hours a day."

In the lobby, there is usually a special place for the apartment brochure to let others know better and then consider whether to live in.

It saves time asking and is a little more convenient.

"The price is indeed a bit expensive, but is it worth the money? Inside this apartment, there is even a grinder. ”

Just as he was about to turn the page, Qinghai Chuantang's movements paused and looked at Conan.

And when Conan heard her words, he also guessed something.

The two looked at each other for a second, then smiled at the same time.

The location of the electricity and water meter installed in each apartment is different.

And the location of the electric water meter in this apartment happens to be outside the door.

"Four days have passed in this month. But the number of the electric water meter jumps a little amazing."

However, when he thought of the knife used by the other party, which may have been used to kill people, Qinghai Chuantang felt a little sick to his stomach.

After all, I eat them cleanly.

In the end, it was Conan who called in the voice of "Kudo Shinichi", and was able to get the person who searched the first lesson to come.

Of course, it is not only the people who have searched for a lesson, but also those who have searched scientifically.

Luminol is highly sensitive, and even after repeated cleaning, it still reacts, which is also one of its great advantages.

The floor of the living room, the knives used, the kitchen on the bathtub.

"You can't find the body. Because, he has been chopped up by me and thrown into the shredder. With a lot of water, I don't know where it was washed."

Takashima Iceka's smile became distorted, and there was even a hint of morbid madness.

Laughing and laughing, there were suddenly more tear stains on his face.

She fell to her knees, her expression filled with exhaustion.

"For the past few days, I've been feeling like I'm going crazy with torture."

"I want to repent of my crimes, but I don't want to turn myself in. So I asked the detective to come, and of course the current profiler. ”

Icoka Takashima smiled and looked at her.

"It's a matter of time before I find out, so I'm ready for it."

"But what I couldn't accept was the food that my mother-in-law would bring every week, stuffing the big white refrigerator I bought."

"The knives I bought when I got married were never used to cook until the end, when I used my favorite knives and inserted them into the man's body with my own hands."

He was then dragged into the bathroom and cut off his head with sharp props.

Because if you see him like this, you will be a little reluctant.

After all, it was the husband she had loved dearly.

"The day I made up my mind that I wanted to kill him, it was his mother who brought another big box of food. However, the refrigerator could not be stuffed anymore. ”

Takashima Bingxiang's face had long since lost her smile, and she even looked a little dazed.

She looked at it somewhere, and then said, "He's eating the food his mother has brought him again, and he says he hates everything I make, and doesn't like the taste at all." ”

"In a fit of rage, I threw all the food on the table to the floor."

Elementary school students know that food should not be wasted.

So Takashima Bingka was forced by her husband to pick up the food she hated on the ground and eat it all in her stomach.

At that moment, she felt as if she was being treated like a domestic animal by the other party.

Where did the man who would hold hands with him and stroll under the street lamp go?

Is there such a big difference between a person before and after marriage?

"Even that doesn't justify your killing."

Hearing this, Takashima Bingka smiled.

"You're a little boy, not a little girl. So this kind of thing, even when you grow up, you won't understand it. ”

This is Conan's last conversation with her.

Conan was puzzled and couldn't understand.

So he looked at Qinghai Chuantang and asked, "Is it just because the other party doesn't like to eat the food he cooks, so he wants to kill someone?" ”

Just?

"Eating doesn't stop until you die."

"When two people decide to be together, they are destined to accommodate the other, and one party has to cater to the tastes of the other."

"If the two of them have the same tastes, or even the same preferences, then maybe it would be a happy thing."

"And for a housewife, the food sent by her mother-in-law can only be regarded as 'kitchen harassment'."

So children are children, and there is no way to understand.

It's just that after experiencing this incident, Qinghai Chuantang understands something.

"I'm sorry! I shouldn't be disgusted with the food you make! ”

Her attitude was sincere, and she even used a 90-degree bow to express repentance, repentance, and apology.

Even if it doesn't show anything on the face, when the other party expresses dislike and disgust, I will still feel a little sad in my heart.

Even if it's just a joke.

It is precisely because you care that you care about what the other person says.

"So, let me feel your sincerity."

On the dining table is a bowl of egg noodles.

Because of the heat, the skin of the eggs has been fried to a little blackened.

The soup base is like white water, and it looks like there is no oil or water.

If it weren't for some green onions as an embellishment, I am afraid that the last trace of expectation in my heart will come to naught.

Just in terms of appearance, it is no longer unsatisfactory to describe.

Qinghai Chuantang smiled and looked up at each other, quite flattering.

"Actually, I think so"

I don't know if it's her illusion, but the other party's glasses reflected.

This made her immediately swallow her unfinished words back into her stomach.

Qinghai Chuantang picked up the chopsticks, as if he had made some important decision.

Close your eyes, put the picked noodles in your mouth, and chew them roughly.

Wait a minute!

She opened her eyes again, and her chewing slowed down, savoring it.

When the food was swallowed, Qinghai Chuantang made an exclamatory sound, "It's unexpectedly delicious!" ”

Although the words are exaggerated, they are indeed "delicious" compared to what I expected.

There is a limit to the number of meals a person can eat in a lifetime.

You never know which will come first, tomorrow or the unexpected.

If you think of each meal as the last meal of your life, it may seem precious.

"We should be full of respect for food."

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