The witnesses were unable to provide much lead

Fortunately, in the Hell Pavilion, there is a running surveillance plane, which is right opposite the scene of the crime.

However, after the police called up the surveillance, they only saw the murder process, but could not see the murderer's face - it was blocked by the knight's armor.

When the monitoring was played, Jiang Xia also walked over and watched it again.

In fact, he doesn't need to look at the surveillance, he also remembers the general content.

But at this time, the important thing is not the content, but the matter itself of "Jiangxia has seen the surveillance".

In this way, after a while, it will be logical to spoil the murderer and pick up his ghost.

When the surveillance was finished, Jiang Xia picked up his mobile phone, which contained a video that he had just taken secretly.

The protagonist who was photographed was Director Ochiai.

Just now, while everyone else was watching the surveillance, the curator squatted down and pretended to tie his shoes, and took the opportunity to replace the pen on the floor that the boss of Manaka used before his death and couldn't write with a pen.

While the police were pondering in front of the surveillance, Jiang Xia skipped the reasoning step and walked next to the curator.

The curator was staring deeply at the painting on the wall, with his hands behind his back—a painting of a knight slaying a demon, but covered in blood.

In the eyes of the curator, the boss of Manaka did not believe his words, and obviously agreed to continue to develop the pavilion, but suddenly wanted to demolish the pavilion and rebuild the hotel.

So he doesn't regret killing. And the more the curator looked at it, the more he felt that the knight in the painting was very similar to his situation.

- Handsome, tragic, sacrificing everything just to cleanse the evil.

was sighing, and suddenly a faint sentence floated over next to him:

"The righteous knight subdued the demon, but at the same time, he himself was infected by the blood of evil...... Is that what you think. ”

The curator was startled, looked to his side, and saw that the young man who had first discovered the body had walked up to him at some point.

Director Ochiai's heart froze for a few seconds.

After a moment, he twisted his beard, thinking that he was thinking too much.

His plans could not be easily oversaw. Jiang Xia was probably just talking about oil painting.

However, in the next second, Jiang Xia's topic was completely deviated from oil painting.

He suddenly said: "You should know that when you sign a land sales contract, the seller can make restrictions on the subsequent use of the land - for example, 'continue to operate the exhibition hall' in the contract." ”

The curator was stunned.

Jiang Xia continued: "It's just that this kind of restriction will dissuade many buyers. So once you put a restriction clause in the contract, the land will become very difficult to sell.

"Now it seems that your former boss did not put the 'land use restriction' agreement into the contract."

"A promise that isn't written into the contract won't even be believed by a rookie who has just been on the job for a few months, let alone your former boss, an experienced businessman."

After Jiang Xia finished speaking, he looked at the curator: "Having said that, you are also a handful of years, you have been in the workplace for decades, you are still a curator, and you must have signed a lot of contracts in ordinary times, you have never thought about these, right?" ”

Sneaked to the side and listened silently to Conan for a long time: "......"

Although he didn't quite understand the antecedents...... But for an old man who is so yin and yang, will he really not be angry with others and then be touched?!

That's not the point, though.

The point is that judging from what Jiang Xia said, he seems to suspect that the curator is the murderer.

…… Why?

Also, how could Jiang Xia be so clear about the affairs of the pavilion?

Could it be that the young lady at the ticket office told him?