Conan’s Corpse Picker

Jiang Xia reached out to take the photo and glanced down.

The photo is a bit old. It is a photo of Fayue Dema and an old lady. The two of them were sitting side by side on a bench in the park. The old lady was wearing a kimono and had a kind expression. She was probably a beauty when she was young, but her outline can still be vaguely seen when she is old. On the back of the photo is written "Mitsuko", which should be the old lady's name.

He put away the photo and nodded to the police officer: "Okay."

The police officer skipped an errand and mentally thanked the hard-working high school students while planning to return to his work station.

At this time, Hattori Heiji remembered something and grabbed him: "By the way, in that case, you can also do us a favor."

Little police officer: "...ah?"

"Don't forget what Jiang Xia said just now - since Mr. Hozuki is a master of the fifth degree of kendo, it must not be difficult for him to kill someone with one blow without him being prepared. And when we were at Castle Town Station, I remember He had his crutch with him, but when he later went to the scene of the crime to identify the witness, the crutch was missing.”

The more Heiji Hattori thought about it, the more he felt that this seemingly simple case actually had a hidden secret: "When you investigate, focus on Mr. Hozuki's itinerary today and the surveillance at various stations along the train. In addition, remember to investigate him and the fraud." relationship between victims.”

"..." The young police officer still didn't think that Fa Yuedema would be the murderer, but after listening to the detective's detailed explanation, he felt that there seemed to be some truth to it.

He then thought about it and felt that it would be good if Fayue Dema's innocence could be proven through investigation, so he nodded, finally gaining some motivation to investigate: "I understand."

…

Camellia Park is a few stops away from the police headquarters.

Several high school students left the building full of police officers and boarded the tram. They watched the well-known scenic spots recede away from them in the painful eyes of Yuan Shan and Ye.

After a while, the car stopped in a relatively quiet residential area.

After searching along the place, several people saw the place where Fayue Dema often hangs out.

Camellia Park looks quite simple, only half the size of a playground, with parallel bars and other simple fitness facilities. Compared with a "park", it is actually more like an open space for nearby children to play.

At this time, there were many children in Camellia Park.

They were gathering together, looking up at an old man in front of them.

That person was none other than Fayue Dema.

He was pushing a bicycle, and there was a simple and old wooden box on the back seat. It looked like a window was opened in the middle, revealing a simple painting.

The old man's angry voice came, as if he was playing a villain: "Hahaha, then the earth is in my possession!"

Then his tone changed: "I won't let you succeed! - Evil King of Darkness, accept the justice of justice!" As he said that, Fayue Dema waved a pair of crutches in his hand and made a trick gesture. .

Several high school students watched from a distance, and Suzuki Sonoko was amused: "You are so energetic, you really don't look like an old man in his seventies." Just like her uncle who jumped up and down every day and shouted that he wanted to compete with Kidd.

Yuan Shan and Ye nodded: "I come to the park every day to perform dramas for the children and practice kendo. I must be in good health."

…

The paper drama Fa Yuedema is performing was originally a down-to-earth street performance art. The props it uses are not too complicated, but are fun for kids.

The wooden box used in the paper drama looks like a mysterious stage when unfolded. In the card slot on the side of the stage, there is a set of pictures with a coherent storyline. The pictures will appear one by one in the center of the "stage". The pictures on the front face the audience, and the script on the back faces the narrator. After the story is told, one picture is removed, like a living picture book integrated with performance, which is very popular with children.

The audience of paper dramas is mainly children, so the length is generally not too long.

When several high school students arrived, it happened to be the end of the play. The righteous warrior defeated the evil King of Darkness, and the play came to an end. A group of children stood up contentedly, said goodbye to Fayue Dema, and ran away to play elsewhere.

Fayue Dema turned around and packed up the small wooden box "stage". After closing the lid of the box, I felt that there were a few more people next to me. He turned his head to look in confusion and saw a few familiar high school students.

"It's you." Fayue Dema said with a smile, "Why are you here? There are no attractions worth seeing here."

Jiang Xia looked at him and didn't quite agree with this. In fact, he thought the scenery here was pretty good.

Fayue Dema always felt that the detective's eyes were a bit strange. When Jiang Xia looked at him, the smile on his face gradually became stiff: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xia came to her senses, took out the photo that the police officer had just given her, and handed it over in a friendly manner:

"This is the photo you lost - we just encountered another case. When we went to the police station to take notes, a police officer said that you lived nearby, so we wanted to come and take a look."

Fa Yuedema heard that they were just stopping by and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He took the photo, glanced down, and when he saw the woman in the photo, he couldn't help showing a somewhat nostalgic expression: "Thank you very much."

Several girls saw his expression and couldn't help but become curious: "Is this your wife?"

Fa Yuedema smiled and shook his head: "I always dreamed that she was my wife. It's a pity that she passed away a while ago."

"..." I didn't expect that this would turn out to be a sad love story that couldn't be achieved.

Mao Lilan felt deeply that this topic should not be brought up, and said calmly: "Well, please forgive me."

Fayue Dema was more open-minded. He waved his hand and said, "Everyone has their blessings and misfortunes. This is how life is. At our age, we are actually very used to the departure of people around us."

He said this, but there was a strong murderous aura floating around him, and it smelled like old wood and cardboard boxes.

The mermaid floated over with her tail swaying, picked up a strand and tugged it gently. She felt that the toughness was very good. She turned back and muttered to Miss Spider, thinking that this might be used to weave clothes.

The joys and sorrows between humans and ghosts are not the same.

To the people around, this topic seemed a bit heavy. After all, several high school students were a bit thin-skinned. In addition, no evidence had been found yet, so they left quickly without saying anything more.

…

"How about we go look for crutches nearby?"

Hattori Heiji felt that it was boring to wait all this time, so he thought to himself: "I heard that Mr. Hozuki got off the bus at the stop here before going to the police station to provide the witness clue that he had seen Huang Mao murder someone.

"Let's first assume that he is the murderer, and that the crutch that disappeared once is the murder weapon, then if you want to dispose of the murder weapon, the most likely places are the crime scene, along the tram, and here."