Soon, a group of people arrived at the place and rushed to the scene of the murder they were responsible for.
"Second-hand furniture... looks quite new." Officer Takagi looked at the sofa that no one dared to move on the ground, and sighed, "Saving resources and reducing costs should have been a win-win situation. Which guy is so unethical that he actually stuffed corpses into the sofa."
After escorting the robber, Officer Qianye also came here. He heard this and couldn't help but nod: "Although second-hand things are cheap, they do have risks - after all, the buyer doesn't know who its previous owner was. There is nothing we can do about this situation today."
Suzuki Yuanko nodded in the same feeling: "My sister always likes to buy some second-hand villas. Every time something happens, she says she doesn't listen..."
Officer Takagi: "Yes, I too..." Well? Wait, what are you changing to? Villa??
He turned around in shock and looked at the three students who came out of nowhere in surprise: "Why are you here?"
Suzuki Yuanko raised her hair casually: "Of course I'm here to help you - tell me quickly, what's going on?"
Officer Takagi: "..." Is it really here to help? Why do you always feel like you are here to cause trouble?
...But forget it, just treat it as a pendant brought by Jiang Xia.
The busy policeman shook his head and quickly adjusted his mindset. He asked everywhere, and then came back to report to Jiang Xiahui: "The deceased is the old man on the ground. He heard from witnesses, two porters from second-hand furniture stores, that is, they were carrying sofas out of the truck at that time."
He gestured at the situation at that time: "As soon as he was distracted on the way, the sofa fell off, and then a corpse rolled out from the space under the sofa cushion - it seems that the cause of death of the deceased was a blunt attack on the back of the head, and the death time was about two to three o'clock this afternoon."
Jiang Xia listened to his words and thoughtful.
Just when Officer Takagi thought the detective was going to look at the body carefully next, Jiang Xia pointed to the back of the truck: "Are those witnesses this time?"
Officer Takagi looked along his sight and nodded.
Jiang Xia: "Why are there four people? Aren't there two people moving furniture? Even if the driver is added, there should be only three."
The little police officer next to him heard it and quickly introduced: "The extra one is the enthusiastic Mr. Hashimoto. He had been drinking coffee in the cafe opposite before. When he found that there was a case here, he hurried over to help maintain order."
As he said that, he remembered something and showed a sudden enlightenment: "Mr. Hashimoto seems to be an employee of your detective office. No wonder! No wonder he is so enthusiastic."
Conan: "?" The suspicious person of the Nth number is actually here too? And when he encountered a case, he, an outsider, did not run away, but instead took the initiative to get involved...
It seems that this case is definitely not just an ordinary murder case, there must be another hidden truth behind it.
A primary school student who was originally leisurely, quietly entered a state of preparation for war.
Next to it, Jiangxia seemed to be not prepared for Hashimoto Maya, but was a little surprised to meet an acquaintance. He waved his hand over there and greeted him kindly: "Mr. Hashimoto."
Hugging behind the other three people, blocking his Hashimoto Maya with the help of trucks and other witnesses: "..."
I don’t know why, but my tasks and performance require more contact with Jiang Xia, but every time I hear Jiang Xia call his name, he instinctively skip a beat and wants to get out of here.
"...Oh, maybe it's because I'm carrying the mission of harming Jiang Xia, but Jiang Xia always trusts me so much, so my conscience is letting me escape reality."
A member of the organization adjusted his expression with a painful conscience, and walked towards Jiang Xia and the police like a normal detective assistant.
...
Jiang Xia was in a good mood to grab ice black tea, remembering the outstanding contributions made by Hashimoto Maya when Miss Spider transported the pistol, and was very satisfied with this sensible subordinate.
He habitually took out the cigarette box, but before lighting the ghost mint as a reward, he realized that Hashimoto Maya seemed not a ghost and could not enjoy the murderous aura of many flavors.
“…”
The psychic master silently put the cigarette box back and patted Hashimoto Maya's shoulder with a little sympathy.
Hashimoto Maya: "???"
His hair was slightly raised, and he always felt something strange, but before he could ask more, Jiang Xia had already walked towards Officer Takagi: "Since he is here to deliver furniture, this sofa should have been bought, right? Check who its new owner is, and send someone to a second-hand furniture store to ask where the sofa was collected."
"Okay!" Officer Takagi ran to collect clues.
Not long after, the new owner of the sofa was found.
This is a fashionable lady with long hair dyed and a tired face. When she heard that there was a body hidden in the sofa she ordered, she rushed back in disbelief and looked at the sofa on the ground in a daze: "Fortunately it fell off halfway and didn't really carry it to my house..."
Officer Takagi cut off her to himself: "Is this sofa your thing?"
"Of course not! It doesn't count before entering my house!" The fashionable lady quickly denied:
"I went to a second-hand furniture city in Mikacho this afternoon to order. Because I had something to do temporarily, I rushed to handle the work. At the same time, I asked the staff of the furniture city to help me deliver the sofa to my home first."
Officer Takagi recorded what she said, turned around and asked the staff of the two furniture city: "That is to say, this lady has never been alone with this sofa from beginning to end?"
The two looked at each other and felt a little embarrassed: "We are only responsible for transportation, not sales, and we are not sure about the previous matters. We can only say that no one else has touched this sofa on the way from the warehouse to here - but then again, no wonder the sofa is so heavy. When I moved it, I thought it was a large piece of solid wood, but I didn't expect it to be a corpse...ah."
Officer Takagi nodded, feeling that the buyer was not too suspicious, but what should be asked is still to ask: "Do you know this dead old man? Also, from 2:00 to 3:00 p.m., where are you?"
The long-haired woman had never seen a pig run but had eaten pork. She was shocked when she heard this: "What do you mean? Do you suspect that she was killed by me?"
Officer Takagi didn't expect this seemingly gentle woman to have such a bad temper. He quickly waved his hand: "Damn, of course not!"
Jiang Xia looked at the busy policeman and quietly extended a helping hand. He took out the tone of receiving the guest of the detective office and said to the long-haired woman: "It is to prove that she was not killed by you that this policeman would ask this question."
Chapter completed!