Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

The five little ghosts followed Chi Fei to the hospital downstairs late.

Yuan Tai suddenly remembered something, "By the way, where do we start our investigation?"

Conan looked up at Chi Feichi, "Brother Chi just looked at Mr. Zhenzhong's driver's license, it should be..."

"Original registration, 6-5, Cupido-cho, Tokyo, address, No. 15, 4-20, Mikan-cho, Tokyo," Ike Feichi reported the information on Daijiro Machu's driver's license, "Check from the current place of residence."

"Okay," said Mitsuhiko sternly, "Four-chome is not far from here, then go and ask his neighbors to see if he has encountered any troubles recently."

"However, why did Brother Chi say he was lying?" Ayumi asked suspiciously.

"When people lie, they actually show it on their faces. Some people keep blinking, and some people blink," Conan said, "When that person answered Police Officer Takagi's question, his eyes kept dodging. ."

"It's also possible that he feels very uneasy?" Mitsuhiko guessed, "After all, he can't even remember his own name."

Yuan Tai thought about it, "And he doesn't have to pretend that he has amnesia, right?"

"This..." Conan looked at Chi Feichi who was walking beside him, "I don't know yet."

"I can't be sure for the time being," Chi Fei paused for a while, then added, "But that person is very strange."

"Is there?" Mitsuhiko frowned and thought.

"Yeah, he was going in the direction of the Meihua Town residential area at the time, which is strange," Conan said, "If people want to hang themselves, they will choose a place with less people, right?"

"Not everyone thinks the same way," Mitsuhiko retorted with courage, sneaking a glance at Chi Feichi, seeing Chi Feichi nodding at him, his heart suddenly calmed down, and he continued with a serious face, "And there are also many secluded people in the residential area. A place, maybe a certain place has a different meaning to him, and he wants to go to that place to cut himself off. This is also possible. In short, we should have enough clues before judging whether his behavior is strange or not. You can't just doubt him like that, can you?"

Conan originally wanted to talk about the gloves, but was persuaded by Mitsuhiko's last words, smiled and nodded, "That's right."

Mitsuhiko breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "Thank you, Conan, and... Brother Chi!"

Haibara Ai walked aside, holding Feichi in a good mood.

Brother Feichi sometimes 'fixes Conan with one punch', but in general, he respects different opinions and encourages them to think more.

What's with this inexplicable pride?

Alas, anyway, her brother Fei Chi is super nice~!

...

A group of people arrived at the 4-chome 20 district of Beikacho, and the 15th was in an apartment building.

There were five little ghosts around, and the woman who rented the apartment thought that the bad guys wouldn't bring a group of children to do bad things, so she didn't care about Chi Feichi's indifferent expression. s room.

"Mr. Shinaka turned out to be a painter." Mitsuhiko stood at the door and looked at the room.

"Yes," laughed the woman, "but he's not famous at all."

Ayumi looked at the paintings in the room and sighed, "But the paintings are very beautiful."

Chi Feichi walked over to the pile of paintings and looked at them. They were all oil paintings in a realistic style. They were very sophisticated in composition, brushstrokes, and color matching. It could be seen that they had been formally learned.

Haiyuan Ai stepped aside and glanced at the paintings, "Sometimes, you don't have to be beautiful to be famous."

Chi Feichi agreed in his heart.

If there is something wrong, it is probably the mood.

In other words, it is the soul.

Whether it is a painting or a photographic work, the classic works may not conform to a certain framework, nor do they necessarily need more exaggerated expression methods. Some styles are deviant, and some styles are conventional, but they can make people shine or the more they look, the more charming they are. .

Even if it is a realistic painting, a slight adjustment in the light may be a different feeling. It depends on the artist's own thoughts, and it can be said that it is the artist's own style.

Daijiro Manchu's paintings are good-looking, but they lack that bit of 'idea'.

However, it is impossible to force it. When you turn around and stare at the inspiration that you can't find, sometimes it will appear on the noisy streets.

In addition, even if you can draw well, you can't be famous. Don't forget, some artists are famous after death...

"He's really serious. In order to paint a good picture, he doesn't care even if it takes the first half of the year," the woman said, a little dissatisfied. "It's no wonder that he can't even hand over the house!"

Conan asked curiously, "Is his financial situation not good?"

"Mr. Shinchu Daijiro!"

At the rear, two people, one tall and one short, entered the door.

The short man was wearing a red shirt with a dark green and black vertical striped suit over it, his hair was dyed yellow, and he wore a gold necklace around his neck.

The tall man was wearing a blue shirt over a red and white vertical striped suit, with a big bald head and a gold necklace around his neck.

Chi Feichi turned his head to see the two, and instantly remembered the three primary colors—red, yellow, and blue.

as well as……

Red and green is not something ordinary people can wear!

The short man had a sneer on his face, "I have to ask you to pay off the money today!"

The tall man immediately said, "With the principal and profit, a total of two million."

The woman frowned when she saw the "I'm Heishehui" look from the two of them, and walked forward with akimbo, "Mr. Zhenzhong, he's not here now."

The two were not entangled, and when he turned to leave, the tall man left a sentence: "Tell him, we will come again!"

The woman watched the two of them go out, and turned to Chi Feichi and waited for humanity, "If there is any trouble with Mr. Zhenzhong, I think it is debt. Those two people come to collect debts from him every day."

"If his trouble is debt..." Yuan Tai looked at Chi Feichi and shook his head quickly, "No, no, we can only use our funds to help, and Brother Chi doesn't owe him anything!"

"But our funds are not enough," Mitsuhiko rubbed his chin. "I haven't had a commission recently. Even if there is, it will take a long time."

"You don't owe him either," Chi Feichi said in a cold tone, "As an adult with hands, feet, brains and no illness, it would be too much of a failure for a group of children to save money to help him. ."

"Yes, yes," Ayumi saw that Chi Feichi's face was cold and sweaty, and she turned to ask the woman, "Anyone who Mr. Zhenzhong knows can lend him money?"

"He doesn't have any family anymore, although there seems to be an uncle..." The woman recalled and waved her hand, "But no matter how many times he asks, the other party doesn't seem to be willing to lend a dime."

"That uncle doesn't have much money, does he?" Ayumi asked.

"He's a rich man!" The woman lowered her voice with gossip on her face, "It's Mr. Yinlin who has a big mansion in Minhuanan Town."

"Mihuanancho?" Mitsuhiko recalled.

"Yes, yes," Yuan Tai said excitedly, "the big mansion in Yinlin is written on the number plate, I have seen it before!"

"The other party doesn't seem to have any family left, just alone," the woman said in a gloomy tone, "I don't understand what the rich and powerful think, since he is the only nephew who is related to him by blood, to him It doesn't matter how good it is!"

The only blood relative...

Conan thought, and suddenly understood.

If that Mr. Ginbayashi dies, Daijiro Manaka, who is the only blood relative, can inherit the inheritance.

Today, the direction of Daijiro Machu is also Mihuanan Town. Maybe it is not to commit suicide, but because he is forced to take a debt and can't bear it. Maybe he is also resentful of his uncle who refuses to help him, and wants to kill the other party. Therefore, in Zhenzhong In Daijiro's bag, in addition to the rope for hanging, there is a suicide note in an overly old-fashioned tone and a pair of work gloves.

Chi Fei was late to see Conan stunned in the same place with a contemplative face, looked at the woman, and made the last interpersonal negotiation, "Thank you, I've caused you trouble, we want to go to Mr. Yinlin's house to see, so we won't bother. "

In this way, Daijiro Manchu pretended to have amnesia because Takagi Shibu said that he was a policeman. Daijiro Manchu was worried that he wanted to kill someone who would be discovered by the police.

"You're too polite," the woman looked at the young man in front of her with a cold face, but spoke politely and laughed, "the other party is so easy to talk to, but unfortunately I don't have any acquaintances there, otherwise I can take you there. !"

A group of people said hello and left, and Yuan Tai led the way to Yinlin's house.

Mitsuhiko was walking on the road and suddenly stopped, "I finally know!"

Ayumi turned her head and asked, "Do you mean to solve the problem of Mr. Zhenzhong's debt?"

"Uh, that one isn't there yet," Mitsuhiko said with a serious face, "I know why Mr. Shinaka is going that way."

Conan was a little surprised.

Mitsuhiko knows?

"Mr. Shinaka was going to go to his uncle's house in Minami Town," Mitsuhiko frowned and said with a serious look, "It goes without saying that the purpose is because no matter how many times he asks, the other party is not willing to lend him money. , made him very dissatisfied, so he planned to go to his uncle's house to commit suicide!"

The relieved smile on Conan's face froze.

"The curse of evil spirits? Sounds good too," Haiyuan smiled sadly, "This innocence is really only for children."

Mitsuhiko looked at Haiyuan Ai suspiciously, "Haihara, you're a little too old to say this, right? I..."

Conan suddenly turned around and ran towards the hospital.

No, he has to check again!

Children can be naive, but the truth cannot be concealed by innocence.

...

Conan took the lead and ran back to the hospital~www.NovelMTL.com~ all the way upstairs into the ward, leaving the others far behind.

In the ward, Takagi Shibu didn't finish yawning, and looked at Conan closing the door suspiciously, "Conan? Didn't you guys go back?"

"I'm still a little worried," Conan said to Takagi Shibu with a smile, then walked to the hospital bed, looked up at Daijiro Shinaka who was sitting on the bed, and said in a low voice, "Your feet are naive and ignorant. Will it hurt?"

Manchu Daijiro was deceived by Conan's appearance, and looked at his plastered leg, "After the anesthesia is gone, it's a little bit painful."

"But it's the foot that's broken. It's great, right?" Conan smiled and continued to whisper, "If it's the hand, you can't draw until it's healed."

Daijiro Shinaka smiled, "That's it."

Conan's face was full of smiles, and his heart gradually became heavy.

This person knew that he was a person who was painting, and he was pretending to have lost his memory!