Chapter 1243: The Incident at the Painter's House

On Saturday, March 22, in the evening, at the villa restaurant in He Jing Shan.

The drunk Mao Li was woken up, and found that the voice was coming from the bedroom, so he listened carefully.

"I told you Jiro, you are not allowed to participate in the competition, why is your name on the list of participants!"

"But, teacher, I participated in the project of watercolor painting, not ink painting."

"It's all the same, do you understand? When painting to a high level, the only difference is the layout of the painting. What kind of layout determines what kind of painting this painting becomes. At that time, only a few strokes are needed to create The possibilities are endless.”

"Teacher, I'm still far from that level."

"Of course, but your painting style was cultivated by me on purpose. Do you understand that? Your paintings can't be hidden from us judges."

"I……"

"So, don't go!"

"is teacher."

Maori shook his head, what the hell are you talking about? Then he poured himself a drink. ...

The next day, March 23, Sunday, at 8:00 am, outside the villa in He Jingshan.

Yamazaki, Mei Daizi, Lan, Yuanzi, and Conan came to look for Maori to go home, and when they passed the bamboo forest, they heard the call of the yellow warbler again, which was very urgent.

Everyone looked around and found that Zao He Jingshan was standing on the big rock he sat on yesterday with his back to the road.

However, as they approached, everyone found that Zao Hejingshan had a rope hanging around his neck. He was not standing on a stone, but was hanging from a nearby bamboo.

"No, hurry up and save someone." Yuanzi shouted.

"Wait, don't go there, the bamboo is no longer moving, he is already dead." Conan stopped the three of them.

"Get out of the way, boy, we'll have to watch it later." Mei Daizi pulled Conan away and ran over, Lan and Yuanzi also followed.

"Hey," Conan said to Yamazaki, "stop them quickly."

Yamazaki shrugged, ignored Conan, and took out his mobile phone to call the police.

Conan sent a pair of white eyes, knowing that the person died, that was the scene, really.

The three of Mei Daizi put Zao He Jingshan down and found that his clothes were wet and his body was cold.

Mei Daizi touched his neck, "There is no heartbeat, no body temperature, he is already dead."

Yuanzi hurriedly stood a few steps away, "Really, this kind of thing happened early in the morning."

"By the way, Dad." Lan hurried to the villa, Yuanzi and Mei Daizi also followed.

Conan raised his triangular eyes, these guys made a mess of the scene, so they left?

Maori's room.

Lan pulls Mao Li who is sleeping soundly, and when he learns that Zao He Jingshan has hanged himself, Mao Li wakes up with a jolt.

Back at the scene, Maori yelled, "What's going on?"

"How do we know?" Lan said.

"No, I mean what happened at the scene?" Mao Li yelled, "Who cut this rope, why is this body placed on the grass like this..."

"Dad, we didn't know he was dead!" Lan yelled.

"That's right, you can't just ignore him hanging there!" Yuanzi shouted.

"Uncle, don't you want us to die?" Mei Daizi asked back.

"Saving people is not like that." Mao Li shouted, "If you do this, it will bring a lot of trouble to obtain evidence, do you understand?"

"What does that have to do with us?" Mei Daizi asked back.

"That's right, what if he's still alive," Lan said.

"We're doing something good," Sonoko said.

"Ah," Mao Li was a little mad, "You three, go outside for me right now, right now!"

"Really, it's fierce." Lan said angrily.

"That's right." Yuanzi and Mei Daizi agreed.

At this time,

Kuroki Jiro came from outside with his things, "Yelling, what happened here."

Mao Li stepped forward and said sadly: "Hei Mu, the master has passed away."

"What, what!" Kuroki Jiro staggered with weak legs, and the things in his hands fell to the ground and spilled out. They were some daily necessities and food.

Yamazaki frowned, questioning.

Mao Li hurried to support him, "My condolences."

"Really? Maori, you didn't lie to me?" Kuroki Jiro grabbed Maori and asked.

"Yes." Molly nodded sadly.

Kuroki Jiro shouted: "You are talking nonsense, where is the teacher, you take me to see him." Then he rushed into the villa, "Teacher..."

"Oh." Molly sighed.

At this time, the police from the Tomioka Police Station came to block the scene, and soon after, the people from the headquarters came.

"Dangdangdangdang!" said the mountain village police officer happily, "Mr. Maori, it's great to see you."

"Hello." Maori said with a headache.

Conan also had some headaches. It was messy enough, and with this guy, this incident was dangerous.

"Cough," the mountain village police officer asked, "so, what about this incident?"

"The scene is in the bamboo forest." Maori said.

on site.

Looking at the body of Zaohe Jingshan, Yamamura Police Officer said: "It's strange, I seem to have seen him somewhere."

Maori said angrily: "National treasure-level ink painting master Zaohe Jingshan."

"Ah!" the mountain village police officer shouted, "Why did you also die?"

"My daughter Lan and the three who found the body." Mao Li said, and then found that the three were still standing on the road, "What are you still standing there for, come here quickly."

Yuanzi said angrily: "What are you doing, it's obviously uncle who asked us to come out."

"That's right, we did nothing wrong." Mei Daizi said.

"Dad, really." Lan complained.

Yamazaki shook his head, when a woman is unreasonable, it is absolutely unreasonable. ...

After listening to the testimonies of the three people, a mattress was used instead of the body, and part of the scene was restored. There is no way to restore the footprints.

The mountain village police officer stroked his chin and said, "Then, there are two situations now, suicide or homicide."

"..." Everyone at the scene was speechless, is there even a need to say this?

The mountain village police officer came to his senses, laughed dryly, and asked his subordinates to go to the villa to investigate and see if there were any suicide notes or anything like that.

Not long after, a typed suicide note arrived.

The mountain village police officer said: "It's printed, so it may be a fake."

"No, master, it is indeed possible to print his suicide note, and if the master commits suicide, it is not impossible." Mao Li sighed, and then said that Zao He Jingshan had a weird temper due to his physical condition Condition.

"That is to say, because he can no longer paint, he has reached a dead end." The mountain village police officer said, "It seems that he committed suicide."

"Mr. Police Officer, is it possible that it was a homicide?" Conan asked.

"If he kills, ah," the mountain village police officer shouted, "then the biggest suspect is Mr. Mori!"

"How could it be Dad!" Lan was taken aback.

The mountain village police officer said: "Because when the incident happened, I am afraid that only Mr. Mori was around here."

"Nonsense, I've been sleeping." Maori said angrily.

Mei Daizi said: "Uncle didn't wake up until we found him."

Sonoko said, "If you have doubts, you should also doubt this black wood."

"No, no, I went out to buy breakfast." Kuroki Jiro said hastily, and then asked, "By the way, when is the teacher's death, I have a small ticket here to testify for me." I got a small ticket.

The mountain village police officer asked the forensic personnel about the time of death, and learned that the time of death was probably between 6:30 and 7:30 in the morning.

"Mr. Kuroki, the time on your receipt is 7:01, and the location of this convenience store is less than five kilometers away from here." The mountain village police officer said, "In other words, you have a lot of time crime."

"No, it's impossible." Kuroki Jiro said, "Because I went half-run and half-walked for morning exercise, so it took a long time."

"Morning exercise?" the mountain village police officer asked.

Kuroki Jiro said: "Yes, if you ask people along the way, they should have seen me."

Mao Li asked, "Then when you left, did you see the master?"

Kuroki Jiro said: "No, and because the teacher is taking sleeping pills, he always wakes up around seven o'clock."

Mao Li said: "That is to say, the master committed suicide when he woke up in the morning because he couldn't think about it for a while."

"But, why is the master wearing such wet clothes?" Conan asked, thinking at the same time, this must be a homicide, because the master's clothes are all wet, which means that he has been here for a long time, and he just took sleeping pills, so he must It was moved here and then killed.

Sonoko said, "Idiot, it's wet with dew."

Mei Daizi said: "No, at seven o'clock in the morning, the dew should not be so heavy."

"So what's going on?" Lan asked.

"Ah, I see," Maori said, "someone must have entered the villa after Heimu left, moved the sleeping master here, and then killed the master."

"Well, well," Yamamura Police Officer said, "Mr. Mori, you finally admitted it."

"What am I admitting, me!" Molly yelled at the mountain village police officer.

Wiping the saliva off his face, the mountain village police officer said, "Mr. Maori, you were at the villa at the time. Besides yourself, who else can do what you just said?"

"I said, I'm drunk and sleeping." Maori cried, "Sleep, understand? Sleep."

Officer Yamamura said confusedly: "But, for a famous detective like you, shouldn't you keep one eye open even when you're sleeping? It's like this in movies."

"That's a movie!" Molly exclaimed.

Lan smiled and said, "Dad is a heavy sleeper."

Sonoko smiled and said, "The idol is shattered."

Mei Daizi smiled and said, "It's a big blow."

"You three don't make trouble here." Maori shouted.

"Hmph!" Lan, Yuanzi, and Mei Daizi looked away together.

"Cough," Yamazaki changed the topic, "Officer, how is the footprint investigation going? The morning dew is on the ground, every footprint should be clear, right?"

"Footprints." The mountain village police officer asked forensic personnel, and learned that apart from the footprints of Mao Li, Lan, Yuanzi, Mei Daizi, and the deceased himself, there was another strange footprint.

As for the footprints of the deceased himself, there are only footprints of walking in, but no footprints of going out.

"Ah, so the deceased still committed suicide." The mountain village police officer said.

Conan said: "But there are still strange footprints."

"It doesn't matter," said the mountain village police officer. "In short, if there are footprints of the deceased, and there are only footprints of walking in, but no footprints of going out, it means that the deceased walked in by himself, so this is a suicide."

"Hey, the master may have been coerced to come here and then killed." Mao Li shouted.

"Ah, that makes sense." The mountain village police officer said, "Then let's find out the owner of the footprints first. In that case, the matter will be cleared up."

Yamazaki sighed secretly, all he could find was a pair of muddy shoes. ...

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