Chapter 284 Cang Feng Ao’s Testimony

"Fuck!"

Cang Feng Ao was so frightened that he cursed and his eyes widened: "Dad, why did you come back so early today?"

This is unscientific. Shouldn't we usually come back after seven o'clock?

On the side, Officer Mu Mu looked at the elusive mirror and wiped his cold sweat.

In fact, he just wanted to say it...

However, this young man spoke too fast, giving him no chance to interrupt.

Jing stared at his son, not letting go of the air, but his momentum still controlled everyone:

"I remember you said there were evening classes today."

"...Ah? Yes? Did I tell you? When did it happen? Dad, you remember it wrong."

Cang Feng Ao originally decided to make a decision, but denied it flatly, acting as obediently as a child.

Jing said calmly: "Your mother told me."

The kitchen knife in his hand turned twice, reflecting cold light.

Cang Feng Ao's face straightened, "Dad, put away the knife, we have something to talk about...Actually, the class has been canceled because of the heavy rain today."

"So, you are very free?" Jing continued to ask coldly.

He felt that his son was a bit ungrateful and could tremble over anything.

Cang Feng Ao thought about it seriously, "Actually, it's not very, just average."

Jing looked at him indifferently, "Go and do your own thing when you have free time."

"Hey, okay~ Dad, go and help my mother cook. I'll help you deal with the police. Don't worry, I won't expose you..."

"..."

Jing looked at his son, resisted the urge to hit him and returned to the kitchen.

Once these people leave, they will definitely be beaten.

Officer Megure, Conan and others, listening to the conversation between the father and son, were confused and confused——

Because except for Cang Feng Ao’s rhetorical question at the beginning, the rest of the communication was all in Chinese...

Should they learn a foreign language?

Officer Megure seriously thought about the importance of learning a foreign language.

"Hey, Conan, what are they talking about?"

Ayumi asked in a low voice.

She saw the kitchen knife and was a little scared...

Conan rolled his half-moon eyes and laughed awkwardly, "They are communicating in Chinese... I can't understand them either."

He can recognize Chinese characters, but he can't speak well.

He looked at Matsuda Jinpei again, wondering again why the other party carried a booklet of common Chinese phrases with him.

At this time, Matsuda Jinpei, Hiroki and Haibara Ai, each with an earphone plugged in, listened to Noah's live translation, with complicated expressions on their faces.

This father and son are truly ‘a loving father and a filial son’…

When Jing walked into the kitchen again, Cang Feng Ao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the people with a smile:

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry~ I just ignored you all. My dad is like this. He always looks cold when he sees everyone, as if everyone owes him eighteen million. Don't mind!"

Officer Megu looked at the mirror at the kitchen door and glanced back: "..."

He didn't mind, but he just felt that the young man might be in danger after they left.

Conan kept his half-moon eyes unchanged: "..."

Suspicious, so suspicious. He looks suspicious to everyone now, but this incident most likely has nothing to do with those wine-name organizations...

Thinking of this, Conan looked up at the ceiling with compassion.

So they came here to solve the case... What were they doing in the previous two chapters?

Officer Mu Mu obviously realized the seriousness of the problem. He coughed and immediately went straight to the point of Cang Feng Ao, who seemed to be more talkative:

"That's right, we are here mainly to investigate the cause of Mr. Honda's death..."

Just when Officer Memu wanted to recount the whole story of the incident, Cang Feng Ao's eyes widened in surprise and he took over the topic:

"Mr. Honda? Officer, you are not talking about the Mr. Honda next door, are you? Oh, this is really sad news... When did he die? This morning? What a pity, I last night

I even had a quarrel with him. I originally wanted to have another quarrel with him today..."

Officer Megure/Conan: "..."

So it’s a pity because there is no way to argue anymore?

I feel like this guy is not very normal!

The two people's focus was momentarily skewed, but then, they discovered an important problem.

Officer Mu Mu's expression changed: "Wait a minute! Ao Jun, tell me, did you see Mr. Honda last night?"

Cang Feng Ao looked at him strangely and continued to chatter:

"Yes, I went out to take out the trash last night. He was talking to someone on the phone at the window on the second floor. He must have been drinking. I could smell the smell of alcohol downstairs, and the sound was so loud.

…”

"Then I asked him to keep his voice down, because it would be disturbing to the public, wouldn't it? Although our home is well soundproofed, I cannot guarantee that the soundproofing of other homes is as good as ours."

"Oh, by the way, the wall panels in our house are made of four layers of different materials inside and outside. You may not know that we have a piano, guqin, flute, and drum set at home..."

Officer Mu Mu was the first one who couldn't stand it anymore and covered Cang Feng Ao's mouth:

"Wait, wait, Ao Jun, please speak more slowly... Could you please continue to talk about what happened after you met Mr. Honda last night?"

If he lets this guy talk any more, he feels like his head will get dizzy.

Conan gave Officer Memu six thumbs up - he was almost stunned.

"Um, okay..."

Cang Feng Ao pulled away Officer Mu Mu's hand and pondered his emotions for a while. I don't know what he was thinking, but there was a little sadness on his face:

"Last night, it was a quiet night...but Mr. Honda was the only one making noise."

After hearing the beginning, Officer Memu and Conan helplessly grabbed their faces, their faces full of despair.

Are you preparing to run a train again?

The father is obviously so taciturn and doesn't even say a word, so why can his son be so talkative... Could it be that the legendary thing must reverse itself when it reaches its extreme?

But unexpectedly, after Cang Feng Ao finished speaking, the sad expression on his face instantly subsided and turned serious:

"It was about ten o'clock in the evening. I didn't pay much attention to the time, but when I went back and took a shower, it was almost eleven o'clock, so I thought that the time to go out to throw out the garbage should be around ten o'clock, and I

After telling Mr. Honda to keep his voice down, he stuck his head out of the window and told me not to mind my own business."

Cang Feng Ao's testimony completely conflicts with the time of death found in the autopsy.

Officer Megure straightened his face seriously, "Are you sure that is Mr. Honda himself?"

"Of course, I used to argue with him almost every night."

Officer Memu: "..."

Cang Feng Ao supported his chin with one hand, raised his eyebrows, and showed a look that was almost the same as in the mirror, "Listening to what you just said, officer, it seems that I should not have seen Mr. Honda last night? In other words, Mr. Honda, as you judged

The time of death was last night?”
Chapter completed!