Sato Miwako heard the words of "Kuito Kuroba" and couldn't help but glance at him: "..." Could it be that people with such looks have the talent to be detectives?

But Jiang Xia looks different from them...

Her thoughts went off for a moment.

Then he quickly shook his head to regain his senses, looked at the single building in front of him again, and said solemnly, "Go in and have a look."

was about to ring the doorbell when the door was suddenly opened and the owner appeared at the door.

It was a rather lean-looking woman, with high cheekbones, long hair dyed brown, and a neat low ponytail at the back. But at this time, her dress did not match the temperament of a strong woman - she was wearing an apron, holding a rag, burying her head hummingly wiping the door.

While wiping, he shouted to the two cleaners who were washing the car: "I just checked, the house is still dirty, especially the living room! You remember to rework later - I pay three times the high overtime pay, It's not for you to perfunctory me."

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her head, saw the person at the door, and froze for a moment: "You are..."

"The Metropolitan Police Department searched Mumu in Section 1." The Mumu Police Department skillfully showed the police card, "I want to ask you some questions."

The owner's face changed slightly.

After a while, perhaps to show her conscience, she nodded nonchalantly and moved out of the way into the house.

Waiting for the group to enter the living room, as the light became brighter, Nakamori Aoko, who was quietly watching, was suddenly startled.

She looked at the owner in surprise: "I seem to have...where have I seen you?"

The owner did not reply, but Jiang Xia helped her fill in the news. He looked at the owner and said, "Are you the management of that gallery? In the gallery, after the homeless man was chased away by the manager, you showed up and asked about the situation. Rightspeaking of which, I remember your expression was a little scary, as if you had come up with something from the manager's description of the homeless."

"Oh?" The eyes of the Mumu Police Department lit up. Although there was no evidence yet, he always felt that the case had already taken shape. The detective brother with Kudo's face next to him also seemed to have a promising future as a detective.

The owner of the house heard Jiang Xia's words, his expression was a little ugly, and he snorted coldly: "It's really me that you saw. But so what? - Seeing strange people entering my gallery, do I have to smile to greet you? ?"

However, a few police officers obviously trusted the detective more and were not fooled.

Hayase Junka regretted letting this group of people in just now. She took a deep breath and stood up in a hurry: "I'm going to pour tea for you."...By the way, she sorted out her thoughts.

After she left, the Mumu Police Department looked at Jiang Xia: "Is this the place drawn in the deceased's sketchbook?"

Jiang Xia took out his phone and turned it on, looked at the album, and nodded:

"The scene outside is the same, the shape of the house is the same, but the furnishings in the house have all changed." He bent down and looked down at the floor and the edges of various furniture, "From these traces, the decoration style is not a recent feature. It may have changed a few months, or even a year ago.

Beside , Nakamori Aoko looked at him in surprise.

Although he knew that Kuaidou was smart, and solving the case should be no problem, but he...is actually helping the police?

And just reasoning normally, not mixed with yin and yang or teasing?

Nakamori Aoko: "..." It's a bit strange...

However, seeing "Kuito Kuroba" seriously solve the case, as a person with a strong conscience, she is also embarrassed to paddle. Aoko Nakamori always felt as though she had some clues, but she wasn't sure whether she should talk about it or not.

At this moment, "Kuito Kuroba" suddenly looked at her. He seemed to have seen the hesitant little movements of Nakamori Aoko, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"!" Aoko Nakamori felt a little encouragement when he saw him, she pointed at the wall carefully, "The painting on the wall looks familiar, very similar to the signboard painting on it when I received the gallery flyer. It's still for sale."

"In this case, it may be because the gallery is going to close down soon, so recently, Ms. Hayase brought it back." Jiang Xia looked at Nakamori Aoko's face, and inexplicably had a physique that cultivated childhood events into a The sense of accomplishment of the adult body Maorilan encouraged, "Very useful clues."

Nakamori Aoko blushed: Kaito really can talk today... Wait, isn't this getting more and more suspicious?

Thinking about it, her eyes couldn't help falling on Jiang Xia's face.

I heard that the thief Kidd is good at disguising, he can easily disguise himself as a variety of people, infiltrate the heavily guarded police force, and disguise others as him to confuse the public.

Nakamori Aoko: "..." If Kidd lets his companion disguise as "Kuroba Kuito" and come here to accompany him... Then Kidd's companion is unexpectedly a good person.

"..." No no no, that doesn't seem to be the point tonight.

Aoko Nakamori took a deep breath and remembered the experiences her father had told about fighting wits and courage with Kidd. She looked at Jiang Xia, her slender fingers curled up: If I had a chance to squeeze his face, would I be able to? Verify your conjecture?

Jiang Xia saw the movement of her fingers in the corner of the light, and suddenly his face turned cold.

Jiang Xia: "..." Nakamori Qingzi is even more difficult to fool than Nakamori Police Department, be careful, don't let her catch the opportunity to tear Yi Rong.

It really doesn't work

Jiang Xia looked at Xiaobai floating around at the crime scene, thinking about the special anesthesia needle in his pocket, he was sure.

This time, it was Nakamori Aoko's turn to get chills.

She didn't know the dangers of the detective society where anesthesia needles were flying around, so she turned her head to look at the window subconsciously. While moving her gaze, she suddenly discovered another thing.

Nakamori Aoko said "Huh?" and pointed to the photo hanging on the wall in surprise: "Isn't that portrait of the dead homeless uncle we met? The hooked nose and cheekbones are exactly the same!"

"Where?" A few dull policemen looked up and froze for a moment.

There is indeed a black and white photo hanging on the wall of the living room. Due to the dark color and hanging in the corner of the dimly lit house, the police did not notice it at the first time.

The person in the photo has a thick beard, wears glasses, and has sharp eyes. It is indeed a very recognizable appearance.

At this moment, the owner of the house seemed to be in a good mood and came over with a tea tray.

Sato Miwako pointed to the portrait and asked her, "This is...?"

Hayase Junka glanced at the photo: "It's my husband. What's wrong?"

Jiang Xia was using someone else's number tonight, and his speech was not as euphemistic as usual: "We found a body by the river just now. He looks the same as the person in the posthumous photo."

"Then you've identified the wrong person." Hayase Junka looked at him with a smile, "My husband died a year ago."