Conan’s Corpse Picker

Mrs. Jiujiu sighed: After all the twists and turns, things have returned to the starting point. The cruel truth is in front of her - the person who killed her husband is among the three apprentices who lived together day and night.

"But who did it?" Mrs. Jiujiu pinched her eyebrows with a headache, "My husband should not have done anything wrong to them, and the three children don't look like cruel people..."

Jiang Xia pointed to the long string of garbled characters on the phone screen: "Your husband has written down the murderer. These numbers separated by * are the letters he left - for example, the first group, '126871' is difficult to interpret at first glance, but if you press these keys on the phone in order."

He made a vague stroke with his finger: "It will become a letter, 'D'."

"So that's it!" Mrs. Jiujiu finally understood, and she hurriedly looked at the next group of numbers, "'32489'... This is 'C'."

After invisible drawing, the four groups of numbers quickly turned into letters and appeared in front of everyone.

[DC Mako]

"'Mako'... Mako?"

Mrs. Jiujiu looked at the two pseudonyms and immediately matched them with the beautiful and thoughtful female student. She couldn't believe it for a moment, "How could it be Mako? Is there any misunderstanding? - Oh, there is 'DC' in front, which is not her name. Could it be that my husband wanted to use Mako's name to convey some information in a hurry?"

Jiang Xia looked at the watch: "I remember you said before that your husband likes classical music very much, and there is a piano in this basement - the symbol 'D.C' often appears on the music score, which is the Italian word for da capo, means to go back to the beginning and play again. "

Amuro Toru's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly said: "The deceased might have wanted to say that Miyoshi Asako wanted to kill more than one person."

Mrs. Jiujiu was stunned, and then jumped up suddenly: "Fumino... Fumino is with her!"

Jiang Xia comforted: "Don't worry, it has been so many days since the first murder, if you want to kill her, you should have killed her long ago-why don't you call and ask where Miss Asako is now."

Mrs. Jiujiu: "..."

...

The group ran out of the basement and ran into the magician's other two apprentices.

Mrs. Jiujiu explained a few words briefly and pulled the two people into the search team.

They ran all over the shopping places that Jiujiu Fumino and Miyoshi Asako often went to, but found nothing. In the end, a group of people had to return to the house of Jiujiu's family to see if the two people had returned.

"I didn't quite understand what you said just now." Yushi Momochi scratched his head and said hesitantly, "Senior Sister Asako killed Master? Is that true? Didn't they always get along harmoniously? Master also admired her and rarely scolded her. How could it suddenly develop to the point of killing someone?"

Jiang Xia glanced at the corner of the street in the distance: "It's probably because of some old grudges, such as the young magician who played with fire in the basement."

Yushi Momochi looked confused: "Who? What magician who played with fire?"

Sanada Kazuzo's face suddenly changed: "It's because of Kinoshita Yoshiro..."

When mentioning this name, Bai Yuji Chi had an impression, and he was still upset about it, muttering in a low voice: "Are you talking about the genius magician who unfortunately died 14 years ago? - Because he died accidentally during practice, after the news report came out, my parents said that they would never agree to let me learn magic. If it weren't for this incident, I would have embarked on this path a long time ago. Maybe then I would be the second magic genius to shock the Tokyo magic world..."

Mrs. Jiujiu pushed aside this silly apprentice who couldn't grasp the key point and rushed to Sanada Kazuzo: "What do you mean by 'as expected'? Do you know something!"

Sanada Kazuzo hesitated for a moment, as if he was hesitating whether to say it.

Finally, he sighed and confessed: "Once I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and wanted to go to the basement to kill time. Who knew that the lights in the basement were on, and there were other people here.

"I walked to the door in confusion and looked inside, and saw Mako standing by the wall, holding the photo very preciously.

"I didn't ask much at that time. I just felt that I had discovered someone's secret, and I left quietly in embarrassment. In fact, I had a bad premonition at that time. I always felt that something was about to happen... But I didn't expect that she would kill someone in the end."

"Huh? You already know it."

As they were chatting, a voice came from the side and joined their conversation smoothly.

After two seconds, everyone suddenly came back to their senses. They turned their heads and saw that the person they were discussing just now was carrying Kujuku Fumino on his back and walking towards this side slowly.

"Fumino!" Mrs. Kujuku shouted her daughter's name and rushed to Miyoshi Asako anxiously.

Miyoshi Asako turned around and let her take the sleeping child off her back. Seeing the nervous look of the master's wife, she chuckled softly: "What are you afraid of? She just fell asleep."

After a pause, the smile on her lips became more sarcastic: "In fact, I should have let her sleep longer... just like my brother did back then."

The two fellow disciples looked at her in shock, repeating in different tones: "Your brother?"

"Yes, it's Kinoshita Yoshiro you just mentioned - the magic genius who won the magic award at the age of 20 and attracted much attention from all sides."

Miyoshi Asako lowered his head and stretched his wrists that were sore from holding the child: "My parents passed away early. My brother raised me single-handedly since I was a child. He is my only relative. At that time, we supported each other and passed a long period of time." It was a hard time, but everything was finally getting better... But at this moment, that guy killed him as easily as he crushed an ant. "

Mrs. Ninety-nine had some guesses, but she couldn't believe it: "The 'that guy' you mentioned..."

"Who else could it be?" Miyoshi Asako raised his head. His eyes, which had always hidden emotions in the past, were filled with clear hatred. "Of course it's the one who is jealous of my brother's talent and worried about this apprentice. The 'top magician' who outshines his brilliance—Ninety-Nine Yuan Yasu."

"This is impossible!" Mrs. Jiujiu gritted her teeth, "Is there some misunderstanding? Magic performances are inherently dangerous..."

"There's no need to explain it to him, I've seen this with my own eyes." Asako Miyoshi snorted, "Fourteen years ago, my brother was going to perform a water escape magic trick. I also went backstage that day to witness his magic. First show.

"While wandering around backstage, I accidentally discovered Yuan Yasuo squatting next to the prop box, lowering his head and tinkering with a pair of metal handcuffs."