In the afternoon of the next day, 3-chome in Kakudocho.

Gao Cheng walked to a wealthy family with an umbrella in his hand, and rang the doorbell after confirming the "Aoping" on the door number.

In the morning, he suddenly received a commission from Mr. Oping, the owner of the family, and wanted to ask him to investigate the strange death of his only son a year ago.

After lunch, he hurriedly went out, and when he left, he was forced to stuff an umbrella by Xiao Ai.

Gao Cheng looked at the clear sky helplessly, just at this time the iron door automatically opened, and a middle-aged lady who still had charm greeted him, and saw Gao Cheng surprised and said, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm Joto Takasei who was commissioned by Mr. Okuping."

Gao Cheng smiled politely, unlike usual, he put on a mature style suit again this time, so as not to look rude.

"You're the detective, my husband told me," said the lady, "I'll take the detective to my husband's study, he's still waiting......"

"Excuse me."

Gao Cheng kept up with the noblewoman.

From the outside, the Ao Ping family only thought that it was a rich family, but on the inside, it was more luxurious, much more enjoyable than that of an invisible rich man, and there were special housekeepers and maid services.

It's not as good as the villas he's seen in the past, but it's not easy to own a house like this in an upscale residential area in Tokyo.

In the study, Gao Cheng saw the main owner, this time the client Oping Kakuzang, 63 years old, much older than the hostess just now, with gray hair, wrinkles on his face, an old man's appearance, and no smile between his eyebrows, very serious look.

Waiting for the maid to serve coffee, Gao Cheng and the old man chatted face-to-face at the coffee table in the study.

"That's the way it is," Okuhira explained, "the police said it was an intrusion criminal, but after all this time, they couldn't find the prisoner......"

Gao Cheng crossed his fingers: "In other words, a year ago, your whole family except Ling Lang was watching the video you took, and as a result, Ling Lang was drowned in the swimming pool at home, and the police judged that it was an outsider who committed the crime......"

"Yes," Okuhira Kakuzo still grimaced, "the police determined that my son's death was between 9 and 10 p.m., and we watched ......the video in the living room from 7 p.m. to 12 p.m.

After listening to Okuhira's words, Gao Cheng looked contemplatively at a photo on the coffee table, which showed a wet male corpse with his hands and feet tied behind his back and duct tape on his mouth......

"I printed out the footage of my son's body when I found it," Ohira said in distress, "It was the next morning, and the pool was drained and my son's body was revealed, and the maid shouted......"

"Did the maid find out?" Gao Cheng looked up and asked.

"Yes, at first I thought he was doing this kind of prank to scare us, but it turned out to be not a joke, the person is really dead......"

"Has your son offended anyone?"

"Well, there shouldn't be one outside, but there ...... inside."

"Inside?" Gao Cheng put down the photo that looked quite cruel, "At home? ”

"I think so, Detective Joto," Okuhira Kakuzo's face was gloomy, "My son Kengo was killed by someone who thought he shouldn't live in this house......"

Gao Cheng frowned.

It seems to be involved in strange events again......

"Why does Mr. Oping think that Ling Lang was killed by someone in the family? Everyone had an alibi at the time, didn't they? ”

"That's what the police say, but you see," said Okuhira Kakuzo, pointing to ......the photo, "my son was found wearing a white glove on his right hand, right?" ”

"Hmmm......"

"It was exactly two years ago that the housekeeper of the family fell off a cliff in a car accident...... This white glove is what he wears every time he drives......"

Okuhira Kakuzo's face looked a little ugly.

"Three days after my son was killed, I found the housekeeper's left glove in this study again! Someone must be holding a grudge because of the death of the housekeeper, so ......"

"Hold a grudge?" Gao Cheng interrupted the old man, "Didn't you say a car accident?" ”

"Uh, this ......," sweat broke out on the old man's face, "someone must have thought that the accident was related to my son, so they were angry......

"Then it should be your turn next, uncle, right?" The door opened, and the figures of Conan and Xiaolan suddenly appeared at the door of the study.

"Who?" The old man was startled, and when he saw Conan, he was shocked and said, "You are ......"

Gao Cheng also looked at Conan with black lines on his head: "Why are you here too?" ”

"We came with Brother Ying," Conan grinned as he grabbed the back of his head, "because I heard that Brother Joto came here to come and see, hehehe......"

Gao Cheng frowned.

Hey you're big, why do you have this guy everywhere......

……

"Ying's mother used to work as a maid here, so she took him to live here as well......"

In the living room and living room, Gao Cheng followed and saw Hondo Ying, who mingled with the Ohei family, and seemed to be very popular.

"Because I heard that I found my mother's relics, I came to take a look." Hondo explained.

"Mom's relics?"

"yes, that's it, it's been hanging in the innermost part of the wardrobe in the maid's room......"

Gao Cheng looked down at a black leather bag on the table and scattered photos.

There is a photo of Hondo Ying with the maid when she was a child, and the maid also has a pair of cat eyes.

"I found it," explained the chubby maid, "and I showed it to Madame and found out that it was left by the maid who used to work here, so I brought the child......"

The horse-faced butler wearing glasses next to him walked over: "It just so happens that today is the first anniversary of the death of Young Master Forging Go, and Madame said that it must be Young Master Forging Go's apparition......"

"Uh......"

After a pause at the scene, Bentang Ying Na looked at the housekeeper and said, "It's been a long time, and after ten years, Mr. Housekeeper is still the same." ”

The housekeeper's expression was flat: "You should be talking about my brother, I am the housekeeper who took over after my brother was in a car accident two years ago." ”

"Yes, that's ......"

Ben Tang Ying was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly found a small notebook from his purse, and said to Gao Cheng: "Senior, look, there is also a mother-son handbook for me and my mother, and it says that my blood type is type O!" So there should be no doubt, right? ”

"It's hard to say, after all, it's uncertain that your sister gave you a blood transfusion......"

Gao Cheng took the manual to check Ben Tang Ying's birth information, and at this time, Okuhei Kakuzo also walked out, and Ben Tang Ying hurriedly greeted: "Uncle Kakuzo! ”

"It's Ying," Okuhira had a rare smile on his face, "I haven't seen it for ten years, and I remember that your mother is a very good maid......"

As he spoke, he turned to Gao Cheng, who was reading the manual: "This is the living room where I watched the video at that time, and it was taken when I traveled overseas with Yongzi last year, and after five hours, everyone went to the toilet, and no one left here......

"Is this the toilet?"

Gao Cheng opened the bathroom door next to the living room and found that there was a rather small toilet inside, and the washbasin and toilet took up most of the space.

There is only one door to the living room, and beyond that there is a small air window, not to mention adults, even children are difficult to pass through.

There are also no secret doors to sneak out of the living room......

If you don't prove that you can't do it in the present, it should be some way to control the time of death of the victim on the other side, and you have encountered many cases of this kind of drowning, which directly reminds people of several time methods that appeared in the past. 2k reading web