Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 229 Yingsheng's Case Solving is Always Easy

After finding out Hirota Masami's home address, Yingsheng went straight to his door wearing a mask and a sun hat.

dong dong dong——!
"Is anyone there? Check the water meter."

"What? Who?"

A woman's voice came from inside the door. Yingsheng waited for ten seconds, and the door opened. It was a short and fat lady with a puzzled look on her face.

Yingsheng raised his gun: "Your husband's incident has happened. Is he home now? Take me there immediately."

The lady's expression suddenly became terrified.

She brought Yingsheng to the door of a room and knocked anxiously: "Old man, someone is looking for you."

No one answered.

Yingsheng walked forward and turned the handle, but it was locked.

"Okay, let's play resisting arrest, huh?"

Yingsheng pulled his wife away and kicked the door open under her horrified gaze. The next second, both of them were stunned.

Books were scattered all over the floor in the middle of the room, and a white-haired old man was buried under the books, with a pool of blood under his head?
The lady's pupils trembled, her body shook, and she screamed, "Ah--!!!"

Yingsheng covered his ears as expected and looked around the room. Where would the disk be placed?
Huh?
"Ma'am, stop crying. The murderer is still at the scene. Your man was just attacked not long ago. Hurry up and call 119 for an ambulance. Maybe it's still in time."

After saying this, Yingsheng took a step forward and bumped into the door that was half-attached to the wall.

Bang-!
After a muffled sound, a man's violent scream was heard. Yingsheng still covered his ears with both hands. When the voice gradually died down, he opened the door and pulled the man out.

He was a tall and handsome young man wearing a white jacket, but his face was flushed and distorted, and he fell to the ground and shrank into a spicy crayfish.

"Mr. Shirakura, it's you!"

The wife was shocked when she saw the person on the ground.

Yingsheng's eyes lit up when he saw a magnetic disk that fell as the man fell to the ground.

It’s really great that there are people helping to find clues.

wrong.

Yingsheng kicked him in the face, kicked his curled up body away, and asked in a condescending and cold voice:
"What is the purpose of the murder?"

Shirakura Yang on the ground was gasping for breath and looking at Yingsheng in horror, but he didn't say anything.

Hey, another diehard.

Yingsheng covered his ears with his hands again, stepped on the fingers of Shirakura Yang's left hand with his heel, and crushed them repeatedly.

Bai Cangyang screamed, and Yingsheng's voice was even louder than his, and he shouted harshly:
"Say!"

"Photos! Photos of me in women's clothing!"

Bai Cangyang had never experienced such severe pain before, and he couldn't help but scream out loud.

Yingsheng was stunned.

what's that?
Well, photos of people wearing women's clothing, this thing can also be a reason for murder... Well, it doesn't seem so hard to understand. This world is really interesting.

"Not only that, the professor not only refused to give me the photo, but also humiliated me with the photo of me before the plastic surgery, saying that he would send it to a magazine. I am a model, and if he did that, my life would be ruined!"

Shirakura Yang continued to defend himself.

"I... I was just impulsive! It was the professor himself who was wrong..."

"OK, anything is fine."

Yingsheng interrupted, picked up the disk from the ground, and flipped through it. There was no label, so he couldn't tell anything. "I came here for the disk too. It can't be just this one. Tell the truth, or you'll be punished."

Bai Cangyang swallowed his saliva and did not dare to hesitate: "I parked the car at the corner of the street. There is a storage box on it. All the floppy disks I found in this room are there. The one in your hand is what I plan to use to arrange my escape from the crime, but I haven't started yet..."

"No need to be so detailed. What's your car like?" Yingsheng interrupted again.

"It's...it's a black BMW."

"Thank you for your cooperation."

Yingsheng turned to look at his wife who was squatting next to Hirota Masami and asked curiously, "Is he dead?"

The wife's eyes showed both fear and relief, and she quickly shook her head: "She's still breathing, thank you, sir."

"You're lucky. When the police ask, just say I'm Shirley's friend. That's it. I'm gone."

Yingsheng turned and walked out.

Bai Cangyang looked at his back, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally couldn't suppress his obsession and shouted:
"That disk! Please..."

"I'll send it to Shizuoka Prison, Ms. Shirakura."

Yingsheng found it quite funny. After all, if you want a photo of yourself wearing women's clothes, why don't you just take one yourself wearing women's clothes? Why go through so much trouble and it almost resulted in a death.

However, if what he said was true, Hirota Masamichi did seem to be quite rude.

Bang-!
In a flash, Yingsheng was already sitting in the driver's seat of the car he came in, a silver-gray Honda S2000 with a maximum speed of 240km/h. Beika Town is about 180 kilometers away from Shizuoka City. Including the urban section, Yingsheng drove for almost an hour.

“Haa ...

Yingsheng yawned again and drove slowly to the corner. Sure enough, there was a black BMW. He got out of the car to find the storage box with the disk. Qingzi in the headset spoke with interest:
"Will I read in tomorrow morning's newspaper that a car thief was driving while fatigued and crashed the car and killed the driver?"

Yingsheng shook his head and laughed: "Hey, hey, even if there is a car thief, it's you, okay? And the faster the car goes, the better I feel."

Kiyoko retorted, "That's not stealing. Mr. Nakatani said I can use his things whenever I want."

"Can you please not tell me?"

"He's already asleep, it's not good to disturb him."

"Haha, he used this car to pick you up for appointments before, too? It's a convertible. Aren't you worried about your hair getting messed up?"

"Mr. Nakatani has three cars. I used to drive a Rolls-Royce, which was for personal use."

"It's great to have money. How are things going over there?"

Qingzi's tone became a little more serious: "It's terrible. The phone number that Akemi Miyano left at the agency here at the safe house is the number she actually uses. Even if we don't leave any clues, the winery may find us on their own.

I installed a bug in the safe house phone, and soon Shirley called. After listening to Miyano Akemi's message, she said, 'Sister, I will definitely find you, wait for me.' and hung up."

Yingsheng suddenly realized: "Is this why Xiaoai asked for the recorder before? It seems that she will not call again in the future. Let's put the matter over there aside for now and see how the winery smells. Qingzi, what industry is Mr. Nakatani in? Is it possible for him to switch to medicine?"

bang——

After putting the glove box away and closing the trunk, Hotaru started his journey back to Beika Town.

Kiyoko smiled and said, "Compared to the fact that I can't communicate openly here, it would be most convenient for you, Mr. Hotaru, to go find your classmate Suzuki. The Suzuki Group is the best in Japan. If you want to independently develop Drug A outside of the winery, they are definitely the first choice."

"what……

That's right, but there are some minor issues."

"Hmm? You can't bear it?"

(End of this chapter)