Ke Xue Bartender

Chapter 243 Death of the Tauren

"Who is the murderer then?"

Hattori Hirako couldn't ask, so Inspector Megure asked for her, and his tone was full of anticipation.

It looks like a comeback!
This is indeed the other side of Brother Maori, the situation has completely reversed!

Try harder, show the other side of you, brother Maori, and let this yellow-haired, black-skinned girl know how powerful you are!
Maori Kogoro's voice sounded calmly: "In fact, the so-called secret room does not exist at all, or rather, this is a psychological secret room."

"Psychological Chamber?"

"Yes, the murderer used a clever trick to make us think that this was a secret room, thus establishing an alibi for himself. I have to say that the murderer was very bold, and he dared to commit the crime in front of me, the famous detective Maori Kogoro."

"What? In front of you?" Officer Megure was shocked.

"Alas, what a pity. I was distracted by the murderer's trick at that time. Otherwise, I would have had a chance to prevent this tragedy..." sighed Kogoro Mouri.

"Could the murderer be..." A flash of light flashed through Hattori Hirako's mind, and she looked at someone in the room in disbelief.

"That's right," Maori Kogoro still maintained a thoughtful posture, "The murderer was the first person to approach the victim after entering the study--"

"Mrs. Tsujimura! You are the murderer!"

Mrs. Tsujimura's face changed drastically. Even though the man behind the desk had his head down, she felt as if a pair of righteous eyes were staring at her, and as if someone was pointing a finger at her.

The Tsujimura family looked at her in disbelief.

"Madam killed Mr. Tsujimura?"

"How, how is it possible?"

Maori Kogoro continued to explain:

"Mrs. Tsujimura gave the victim sleeping pills beforehand, and then came to the office to ask me to establish an alibi for herself. After taking us back to the room, she pretended to wake him up, and took the opportunity to stab the victim with a poison needle, killing him.

Mrs. Tsujimura was very thoughtful. The pile of books on the table was to cover up her little movements, and the opera playing in the study was to distract our attention and cover up the possible sounds that might be made when the victim was stabbed.

She succeeded, and even I was fooled by her trick and failed to detect it in time. Alas... I could have prevented this murder."

"Your reasoning is indeed interesting, but where is the evidence? Do you have any evidence?"

Hattori Hirako only took a glance at Mrs. Tsujimura and was sure that she was the real murderer. She didn't look at her again, but turned around and stared at Mouri Kogoro who was sitting behind the desk.

——This uncle, has he been hiding his abilities all along?

Or did that Kudo guy remind him in some way?

Damn it, this is a premonition of defeat!
But anyway, she wanted to know the truth, so she asked.

"The evidence is with Mrs. Tsujimura," Maori Kogoro said, "Mrs. Tsujimura, can you let us see your keys?"

Mrs. Tsujimura stood there in a daze, not moving.

Officer Megure stepped forward and said, "Madam, please let us see your keys."

Mrs. Tsujimura finally took out the key to the study from her bag and handed it to Megure, who opened the key ring and exclaimed:
"Yes, there is a long and narrow groove!"

Mao Li's voice came from behind the desk: "Just as I expected, this is where Mrs. Tsujimura hid the needle. In order to remove the poison needle immediately after entering the room without arousing suspicion, this is the best place."

"What's the motive? Why did Mrs. Tsujimura kill her husband?" Hattori Hirako asked again, looking a little unwilling.

"Little sister, when you pointed out that the old man was the murderer, didn't you consider the motive? A father killing his own son is more incredible than a wife killing her husband, right?"

Hattori Hirako was speechless.

She knew that, just as the uncle said, she was too anxious to defeat Kudo and did not consider her motives at all. She was only concerned with finding the murderer as quickly as possible.

How is this practice different from those of police officers who only want to close the case as quickly as possible?
"But if you want to ask about the motive, I have discovered something. Conan——"

"Hai!"

Conan jumped out from behind the desk, ran to the bookshelf, pointed at a photo in a frame and said:

“Please look at this photo.”

Everyone's eyes were focused on the photo.

The photo shows a man and a woman in front of the Eiffel Tower. The man is the victim when he was young, and the woman is Mrs. Tsujimura when she was young. The two are close together, looking very intimate. "The sister in the photo looks alike with this sister."

Conan pointed at Katsuragi Sachiko (his girlfriend) in the room again, and then took advantage of everyone's attention being diverted to slip back behind the desk.

"I believe everyone has noticed," Maori Kogoro's voice sounded again, "Ms. Katsuragi Sachiko looks very similar to Mrs. Tsujimura when she was young. It can be said that except for the color of their hair, their facial features are simply carved from the same mold."

"If I'm not mistaken, Mrs. Tsujimura's request for me to investigate Ms. Sachiko and her motive for killing her husband are all related to this..."

"Of course it will be very similar." Mrs. Tsujimura finally said.

"Because I am Sachiko's biological mother..."

Mrs. Tsujimura's words shocked the Tsujimura family.

Sachiko Katsuragi stared blankly at the woman who claimed to be her biological mother. She had always thought that her mother had died long ago.

"Twenty years ago, in order to get me, Tsujimura Isao framed my then-husband, Yamashiro Kenji."

"Kenji was imprisoned for corruption and was spurned by public opinion. He died unjustly in prison 15 years ago. Sachiko is the daughter of Kenji and me..."

"Back then, after Kenji was imprisoned, Sachiko was taken away by Kenji's relatives and lost everything. I knew nothing about it and was deceived by Tsujimura's sweet words and married this devilish man..."

Thinking back to the twenty years she had shared a bed with this man, Mrs. Tsujimura clenched her teeth, hatred almost bursting out of her eyes.

"It wasn't until Takayama brought his girlfriend's photo home that I learned the truth. Haha, after Tsujimura Isao saw Sachiko's photo, he reacted very strongly and firmly opposed Takayama and Sachiko's relationship. I felt something was wrong, so I asked him again and again, and he finally told me everything..."

Hattori Hirako looked at Mrs. Tsujimura, who was full of hatred, and thought to herself: Questioning? It should be torture, right? How could a criminal just casually tell the bad things he had done...

"When I found out the truth, I decided to kill him, to avenge Kenji and for Sachiko's happiness..."

Mrs. Tsujimura looked at Katsuragi Sachiko and Takayoshi Tsujimura who were standing together, and her eyes softened.

"I'm sorry, Sachiko, I couldn't grow up with you..."

"Guishan, you are different from that man. You are a good child. I'll leave Sachiko in your care..."

Hearing Sachiko's sobbing, Takayoshi Tsujimura felt mixed emotions.

The woman in front of him was his stepmother, Sachiko's mother, and she had killed his biological father.

It’s messy, it’s too messy.

Despite this, at this moment, facing the woman's request, he nodded:
"I will."

"I can rest assured that."

Mrs. Tsujimura put on the silver bracelet and walked to the door of the study accompanied by the police officer. An old voice came from behind her:

"Gong Jiang, I'm sorry! If I had stopped that back then, things wouldn't have turned out like this..."

Mrs. Tsujimura stopped and didn't look back.

"I wish you had thought the same way back then. Unfortunately, we can't go back to the past..."

After Mrs. Tsujimura left, the room was silent.

Under the desk, Conan leaned against the desk and slowly put down the bow voice changer on his lips.

"Is it impossible to go back to the past? I am really dreaming now..."

“Eh, so what? Could it be that—”

The man's image reappeared in his mind.

"If it weren't for that man, would things have turned out like this?"

Once again he recalled the scene of Mrs. Tsujimura crying in the Poirot Bar.

"Hey, kid, what are you doing hiding here?"

Conan was in a daze when a black face suddenly appeared in front of him.

(End of this chapter)