Conan: The Man Behind the Romance

Chapter 3: Leading the detective to a dead end!

"do not know."

Qingzi looked at the pink hairband, recalled carefully for a long time, and shook her head slightly.

“I never liked pink.”

"No one asked about your preferences," the policewoman said calmly.

"But you, officers, are clearly doubting me now. Is this physical evidence found at the scene? Do I have any other way to prove my innocence?"

The policewoman frowned slightly and said nothing more.

Although she deeply sympathized with Xuesong Kiyoko's family environment, she still felt uncomfortable with the suspect's calm and heartless attitude.

Especially in the case of compensated dating...

Being born in the mud, it is ok that you cannot be free from stains, but you should never degenerate yourself and become tainted by the mud.

"There are hair and skin fragments on the headband. We can do a genetic test." Megure Jusan said.

"Do you want to draw blood?"

Qingzi stretched out her fair wrist, revealing her fragile and slender light blue veins.

"please."

Megure Jusan was silent for a moment, "Two hairs are enough."

"Okay." Qingzi raised her hand to lift up the thin bangs on her forehead, revealing the roots of her hair. "Do you need to confirm? I pulled my own hair."

Megure Jusan sighed, "No need."

He turned his head and looked to his side. "Brother Kudo, even if the comparison results are consistent, it doesn't seem to mean anything. They lived together. Even if the deceased was holding it tightly in his hand, it might be a muscle spasm caused by high voltage electricity."

Kudo Shinichi nodded and cast his sharp eyes at the two people sitting in the corner of the sofa.

"But if it's this side, things will progress in other ways."

Everyone followed his gaze, and Xue Song Nami, who was being watched, froze in her tracks. She forced a smile and said, "What does this have to do with me?"

"Your expression changed when the evidence was just taken out, and I also felt that the scent of the headband was a little too strong." Kudo Shinichi said.

Xuesong Nami opened her mouth to speak, but Megure Jusan interrupted her and said, "Ms. Xuesong, please cooperate with the investigation. We also need two strands of your hair."

Xue Song Nami gritted her teeth and said hatefully: "No need, that one is mine!"

Kudo Shinichi immediately pursued, "Then you..."

"He stole it!"

"what?"

Xuesong Nami turned around and pulled the timid man in front of her.

"Yamada Okao! Tell the police! Last night, that guy Xuesong Masato broke into our house and stole a lot of things, at least worth several million. You found him, and he kicked you in the stomach."

Xuesong Nami raised her hand to lift Yamada Okao's clothes, but Yamada Okao dodged it with an embarrassed look on his face, and the slippery forced smile on his face was almost dripping with oil.

"Not that many, only about 100,000."

"It's just millions! Why are you hiding? Show the evidence to the police!"

"Anyone can forge this. It can't be considered evidence. Tell me something more specific." Yingsheng said.

Yamada Okao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Hotaru with gratitude.

"It was around eleven o'clock last night. Nami and I had already gone to bed. I half-awake and heard some noises in the living room. I walked over and leaned against the door to listen carefully. It turned out that Xuesong Zhengren was cursing and saying... 'Where did that little bitch hide the money?'"

"Pooh!"

Yamada Okao trembled and stopped talking. Xuesong Nami snorted coldly.

"I heard that, too. I rushed out to beat the bastard. But he was quite skilled. He kicked Gumper over, shook me off and ran into the bedroom. He opened the dresser and grabbed a handful of things and ran away. We couldn't catch up with him at all."

She tapped the evidence bag with her cigarette butt. "That hairband is one of them. The others are jewelry worth millions."

Kudo Shinichi frowned, "This is a burglary, why didn't you call the police?"

"This one……"

Yamada Okao scratched his remaining hair, not knowing what to say. Xuesong Nami pouted.

"I haven't divorced that guy yet."

This confused the police again. They stared at the two of them blankly. Xuesong Nami couldn't find an ashtray, so she just put out the cigarette butt on the coffee table.

"He doesn't have any property for me to share, so why divorce?" She turned to look at Qingzi, her eyes full of passion, "My daughter is so beautiful, she will definitely marry a rich man in the future. By then, I will be rich, right?"

Qingzi's frail body trembled slightly, and she pursed her lips tightly, looking like a delicate little white flower beaten by wind and rain, so pitiful.

The policewoman, who had previously had some prejudice against Qingzi, looked at her coldly. Both parents treated their daughter's beauty as a commodity, so it was no wonder that she didn't take care of her body.

This family is so disgusting!
"Because Xuesong Masato stole your things, you came here to move his house today?" asked Kudo Shinichi.

"Yes, that's several million. Even if we empty this place, it won't be enough!"

"What evidence do you have?"

"evidence?"

Xue Song Nami was stunned and gritted her teeth: "Even if that guy's voice turned into ashes, I would recognize it!"

“It’s not him who has to prove it, it’s you who has to prove it.

He sneaked into Yamada's house last night. This is just your one-sided statement. Is there anyone else who can prove it?

Moreover, where were you when Xuesong Zhengren was electrocuted to death at 12:30 noon? Why couldn't the police contact you until 2 pm?"

"What? Are you doubting me?!"

“I really can’t get in touch with you.”

The female police officer at the side took out her mobile phone with a stern face and opened the call log to show her. There was a row of the same number on it, all in red and unable to be connected.

"This……"

Xuesong Nami carefully confirmed that this was indeed her number, so why couldn't she get through?

The phone hasn't rang!

"Could it be that the signal was bad when we went to the underground parking lot to put our things?" Yamada Okao said weakly.

"Yes! That's right! It must be like this!"

Xue Song Nami said confidently: "There is also an elevator. We went up and down several times, and the signal there is not good either!"

The policewoman sneered, "Did anyone else see you?"

"There was a security guard in the parking lot who saw it."

Megure Juzo immediately contacted the apartment manager and received a reply that it was between 11:30 and 12:00, and he never saw it again after that.

"It's only a ten-minute drive from here to Mika Central Park. You have plenty of time to commit the crime!"

"Hey, hey, this is just your imagination, why should I kill him?"

Xue Song Nami looked at Kudo Shinichi angrily, "I've seen you in the newspaper, a famous high school detective, the savior of the Metropolitan Police Department. You come and tell these guys, what's the benefit of me killing someone? Are you afraid that the loan sharks he owes won't come after me?!"

Kudo Shinichi was silent for a few breaths.

“Insurance fraud.”

Yuzukatsu Nami was stunned and was about to explode again when she saw Kudo Shinichi pointing at several insurance policies on the coffee table and looking at Yuzukatsu Kiyoko.

"You should have hidden this thing very carefully, but it was found out in no time. Why do you think that happened?"

Qingzi lowered her eyebrows and said, "I..."

"Because Kiyoko is my daughter! I have known her since she was a child. Is there any problem?!" Xuesong Nami's face flushed and she interrupted loudly.

Kudo Shinichi sighed, "Xuesong-san should have told you that she bought personal accident insurance for her father. Now that you think about it, you weren't too surprised when you heard the police talk about the huge insurance policy."

"No! You..."

Kudo Shinichi interrupted directly, "Xuesong-san, did you call or send an email?"

Qingzi's voice trembled, "Email."

"why?"

"Because, yesterday, there was nothing left to be nostalgic about."

"That's not what I asked."

"because……"

Qingzi smiled sadly, "She is my mother."

(End of this chapter)