Gao Cheng's gaze fell on Tatsuhito Funamoto.

"Is that okay, Mr. Funamoto?"

"Ah," Funamoto looked at Gao Cheng and reacted, "Okay, Xiaomei, hurry up and go grocery shopping, everyone is hungry." ”

The maid hurriedly responded: "I'll go to the nearby supermarket immediately." ”

As the maid leaves, Twilight and Uncle Mori talk about the garbage collection nearby, but they don't take it too seriously.

"Anyway, there are no pearls in the garbage bags and bins in this house, so it won't have anything to do with the suspicious thing about collecting garbage at a high price."

"I haven't been able to find pearl necklaces and bracelets, so I can't do it, so I can only wait to go back and screen for tall people who have a history of robbing jewelry......"

"Wait a minute!" Hondo Eiyu said anxiously, "Maybe just investigate it again...... You'll be able to find out what the connection is, and the accident from before......"

"I'm talking about you," Uncle Maori said impatiently, "It's all impossible, can the investigation of the Twilight Police Department be fake?" Everyone who should be suspicious has already investigated! ”

"But ......"

Hondo Eisuke was still trying to persuade in distress, but suddenly noticed that on the other side, Gao Cheng called away Tatsuhito Funamoto alone, and Tatsuhito Funamoto left the living room to talk outside.

"Huh?"

"Excuse me...... Tatsuhito Funamoto looked at Gao Cheng hesitantly while holding on to the wheelchair push wheel, "Is there anything wrong?" ”

For Gao Cheng to talk to him alone, and also to support his son Touji, Funamoto was a little uneasy for no reason.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Takasei Joto, and I'm a detective like Mr. Mori, and I'm currently a special adviser to the Metropolitan Police Department's Search Section......"

Gao Cheng looked at Touji, the child who followed Xiaolan in the living room, and looked at each other with Conan, who came over without permission and had an unhappy face.

"Detective Joto?" Funamoto's face froze, "Oh, I remember, the detective with the same name as Mr. Mori...... Did you find anything? My Wife's Case ......"

"Thoji probably never imagined that the murderer of his mother turned out to be his own father."

Gao Cheng's gaze was calm in the face of Funamoto.

"Indeed, according to the police investigation, it seems that the culprit could only be a robber who broke into the house outside, but if you don't consider the missing necklace and bracelet, the murderer can only be Mr. Funamoto, you ......."

Funamoto's expression stiffened: "Do you think I killed my wife?" ”

"There is a method of detective called crime scene reconstruction, which involves criminal behavior, criminal psychology, and criminal environment...... In fact, at the first glance of the scene, you can find that the murderer is not an outsider at all. ”

Gao Cheng looked at Tatsuhito Funamoto, who was silent and grabbed his fingers, and continued to reason: "I have already asked the maid, Thoji has been playing on the first floor since the evening, and even Mr. Tatsuhito, who played with him, was exhausted, and played until 9 o'clock in the evening when Mrs. was about to go home, and the maid did not start to clean up until after her friend left, and she did not rest until about 0 o'clock......"

"I was really tired yesterday, so we rested early." Funamoto said.

"Is that really the case?" Gao Cheng said solemnly, "Judging from the situation in Madame's room, there should have been a familiar person at that time, who was hurriedly called to the balcony to watch a meteor by an acquaintance when he took off his earrings in person, and was shot from behind when he looked up at the night sky, and then the scene was disguised as an outsider to commit the crime......"

"But haven't the police looked for them all?" Tatsuhito Funamoto said urgently, "If the prisoner is me, where did the necklace and bracelet go?" I haven't even been out of the house since the accident......"

"There's another place where the police haven't been looking," Gao Cheng interrupted, "it's inside the vacuum cleaner...... Yesterday you and Touji were playing a game of bean exorcism, right, when the maid and her friends were discussing in the living room, you father and son made the first floor full of beans, especially on the carpet next to the stairs on the first floor......

"I think the reason for this is probably to make it easier to dispose of the necklace and bracelet after killing Madame, for example, to remove all the pearls on them and throw them on the carpet on the first floor through the handrail at the staircase on the second floor...... The reason why I played so late was also so that the maid would not have time to clean up until after you committed the crime......"

Facing Tatsuhito Funamoto, whose expression was trembling, Gao Cheng continued: "Scattering pearls on the dark wool carpet is to avoid making a sound, and to make it difficult to distinguish between pearls and beans, because it is already after 11 o'clock when the maid and other friends leave to start cleaning, of course they will take the initiative to use the vacuum cleaner......

In other words, Mr. Funamoto's plan was to wait for the police to leave, and the maid would throw out the vacuum cleaner garbage bag with the pearls hidden as combustible garbage, and then be recycled to the parking lot by someone hired in advance...... Maybe you plan to wait for your leg to heal before you go to the parking lot to get the pearls back and hire a migrant worker to dispose of the necklace as stolen goods. ”

Tatsuhito Funamoto bowed his head and remained silent, neither admitting nor denying it.

"Indeed," Gao Cheng sighed, "the mercenary hand is indeed very clean, and I am afraid that you will not be found through that worker, but it is not without evidence." ”

Tatsuhito Funamoto's body tensed, and he raised his head to look at Gao Cheng.

"Evidence ......"

"There are too many deficiencies in your modus operandi, and the most difficult thing to deal with is the gunsmoke reaction, since you have chosen a pistol as the murder weapon, this point cannot be avoided...... So Mr. Funamoto probably used rubber gloves from the kitchen, right? ”

Gao Cheng paused, and finally analyzed: "Mr. Funamoto secretly hid a pair of gloves when he had dinner that day, wore them on his hands when he committed the crime, and then pulled the trigger through the lace curtains, and then secretly returned them when he had breakfast the next day, that is, when he broke the maid away and asked her to wake up his wife......

"The reason why you were in a hurry to let the maid cook by herself just now was actually to let her wear gloves to wash the vegetables, so as to erase your fingerprints on them, and the remaining gunpowder on the surface of the gloves would also be washed away......

"Of course, these are just my speculations, and I have to let the police verify them, and I believe that as long as they are checked through, there will be results."

"I ......"

Tatsuhito Funamoto smiled bitterly.

"Have you seen it all in just a moment? It's like seeing me commit a crime......

"But I don't regret it, in the past half a month, during the half month when I was resting at home after being discharged from the hospital, I found out that she had to have a party at home every week, and these expenses accumulated to borrow a lot of foreign debts......

Funamoto didn't know whether he was sad or hateful, and his expression was sad.

"My wife has always wanted to enter the entertainment industry, so I like to socialize like parties, I originally knew about it, but I didn't expect it to come to this point, my savings have been used up and I have foreign debts, and I really have no money and I still want to mortgage the only remaining house......"

Gao Cheng silently looked at Funamoto and cried, without interjecting.

"She is also alive...... I don't have this home in my eyes at all, and I'm just thinking about parties and squandering," Tatsuhito Funamoto gritted his teeth and continued, "When I stopped her from mortgaging the house, I smiled and said, 'It's okay for us to break up, you don't seem to have the energy to let me continue to be brilliant, there are countless new sponsors waiting for me, what about ......", and what do you say Don't go to the division, annoyed with children, and a divorced woman with a drag is not suitable for her as a star......"

Tatsuhito Funamoto's voice choked.

This kind of words, as a wife as a mother...... It's simply unforgivable......"

"Really?" Gao Cheng was silent.

There are not a few women who love vanity like Mrs. Kaneyo, and they usually have no achievements, and in the entertainment industry, that is, the kind of woman who is played with at the bottom, it is also a misfortune for the ship to have such a wife.

Gao Cheng shook his head slightly, neither sympathetic nor accusing Funamoto.

In any case, he is just an outsider, and he has never met such a woman, and the little woman in the family does not spend much, and he can be satisfied for several days by buying a new bag, not to mention the garden, even if the relationship is determined in the future, it will be difficult to use up the 200 billion yuan of the city family in several lifetimes.

It's just that......

"Did Mr. Funamoto think about Toji? If he knew that Dad had killed Mom with a game of bean sprinkling......"

"Daddy?" Thoji happened to come over, "Dad, why are you crying?" Let's play bean sprinkling again......"

"Tsuji ......" Funamoto hugged his son with tears in his eyes and whimpered, "It's Daddy's fault......"

The maid's wife soon returned from the supermarket and prepared a sumptuous dinner with Xiaolan and Xiao Ai, but the living room where everyone gathered was quite dull, and the dinner was also eaten in silence, except for Tatsuhito Funamoto to tearfully talk to his son Touji about something.

"Senpai!"

Outside the ship's house, Gao Cheng took Xiao Ai on a motorcycle, but was suddenly stopped by Hondo Yingyu.

"Why?" Hondo Yingyu's eyes were red and he stared at Gao Cheng, who was wearing a helmet, "Why are you so careful about handling the case?" As long as there is a case, you will check it, won't you? Then why ignore the disappearance of Shui Wupiao?! ”

Gao Cheng's body paused slightly, and he stopped starting the motorcycle.

"Why, exactly?" Hondo Yingyu clenched his fists, "You are so powerful, can't you see that something has happened to Shui Wupian?" ”