Just as I was thinking, suddenly, the scene of the filmmaker teasing the dog was played in the video on the TV next to me.
"Sanlang!" The camera pointed at the dog lying on the ground, and the current deceased holding the video recorder threw a ball at it, "Come and play, this is your favorite ball."
Saburo glanced at him and yawned lazily.
"Play, why don't you play?" The reporter tickled in confusion, "I clearly remember that you like playing ball the most."
Seeing this scene, Conan suddenly remembered something and asked the owner of Chudu Villa: "Old lady, why is that dog named Saburo?"
The boss lady murmured: "Actually, there are Taro and Jiro in front of Saburo, but unfortunately they are no longer in this world."
Suzuki Yuanko was surprised: "Both puppies are dead?"
The old lady shook her head: "Taro is my husband's name."
Suzuki Yuanko: "Uh, sorry, I mean..."
The old lady waved her hand generously and told Jiro's story again: "Jirou, like Saburo, are both Shikoku dogs. They were raised by my wife's former wife. After that Mrs. Reiko passed away, it seemed that Jiro followed her and died of illness."
Conan seemed to be interested in the loyal dog: "Are there any photos of Jiro? I want to take a look."
The old lady touched her chin: "It should be. I saw it in my wife's album. Speaking of which, my wife's room has been changed into a guest room - it happened to be the residence of the dead Mr. Nigaki."
The short-haired woman was stunned: "I said why there are so many books on the bookshelf... I'll take the album over now."
The old lady nodded. She was old and had poor waist and legs, so she was too lazy to make trouble upstairs and downstairs, so she watched the short-haired woman go upstairs and the female photographer.
A certain answer gradually emerged in Conan's mind. He asked: "By the way, mother-in-law, does Saburo have any unique habits - such as whether it will go out for a walk by itself?"
"No." The old lady shook her head, "It's so cold outside, it's basically lying in the house. Usually, she only goes out when she's accompanying me to the grave."
Speaking of this, the old lady who always had a stern face had a smile in her eyes: "Sanlang is really smart. He must know that his former master is buried in the grave. So every time he is about to arrive at the cemetery, he can't help but run over first, and then sit in front of the stone tablet waiting for me, as if he has already worshipped me alone.
"If it is snowy and cannot go out to visit the grave, it will lie in the house in depression and not eat at all - it usually eats it in two or three times."
As he was talking, two sharp screams suddenly sounded on the second floor.
Everyone on the first floor: "!?"
Who died again??
They stood up from various places and rushed upstairs.
...
However, after the sound of the sound, everyone realized that things were different from what they imagined.
——The female photographer and the short-haired woman were standing at the door of a room at this time. When they heard others going upstairs, they quickly pointed into the room.
The two of them were not frightened, but were a little angry. The female photographer accused: "As soon as we opened the door, we saw these two guys rumbling around the house!"
The two hunters stood up embarrassedly and defended: "We just wanted to find clues related to the case - we didn't take anything, so if you don't believe me, you can search!"
Officer Takagi looked at them suspiciously: "Then did I really search?" He is professional in this regard.
The hunters were just talking casually, but now, looking at the large group of people surrounding the door, they could only nod reluctantly.
Two male policemen and two hunters went to the next room to search, while Officer Sato comforted the two frightened women.
Taking advantage of the chaos of the scene, Conan tiptoed into the house and looked at the messy luggage on the ground.
Soon, his eyes turned to a blue hoodie - it seemed to have been taken off and had not been washed, and was thrown casually onto a chair. When he opened it, he saw a slanted blood in front of the clothes, and a part of the blood was broken.
The female photographer noticed the child who was flirting with her. She walked closer and looked at it and explained: "This is the clothes that Eryuan wore last night. At that time, he insisted on making chocolate with us, but he cut the thumb of his left hand.
"Actually, that's not a big deal, but after he found that he was bleeding, he was so nervous that he shook his hands hard, splattering blood everywhere.
"After that the old lady accidentally knocked over the medical box, and Yazi was so scared that she burst into tears in his room. Erqiu held her hand and ran away while shouting. I could only hold him down... Oh, it was such a messy night."
"Finished!"
As he was talking, the old lady took out a photo album from the bookshelf and spread it in front of everyone.
She pointed to one of the photos and said to Conan: "Look, the one on the left is Jiro."
The photo shows two dogs with one person and two gray-haired old man squatting in front of the camera, hugging two cute-looking Siguo dogs on the left and right.
The two dogs also looked at the camera spiritually. They wore round medals on their chests and expressed their pride.
"This is the medal issued by the prefecture government after Jiro and Saburo rescued the victims... Well, to speak, is Saburo or Jiro coming on the left?"
Conan narrowed his eyes and showed a clear smile: I understand, I understand everything!
At the door, Belmode looked at the scene, raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows silently.
Belmode: "..." Is it an illusion? I always feel that Cool Guy's smile seems to have a hint of viciousness, no longer as innocent as before... What did he learn next to Uzzo during this period?
Conan was immersed in the joy of solving the case and did not notice the slander from a certain cadre. He happily returned to the corridor, preparing to verify his guess.
...
At the same time, among the woods outside.
Jiang Xia held a murderous party in the cemetery, but unfortunately, he lit until the third wave of smoke, but did not see anything suspected to be a ghost tyrant coming out from the side.
The ghosts were eating one by one and looked like they wanted to have another wave. But seeing them jumping happily, a black shadow could not help but quietly poke his head out from behind the stone tablet.
Jiang Xia looked up and waved to the other side.
"Wang!" A four-country dog ​​felt that he had received the invitation to play and rushed over happily.
It rushed straight at the ghosts who were having dinner together, but as soon as its claws hit the fish fin, it was pressed down on the back of its neck with one hand.
Jiang Xia touched its dog's head: "You always stay outside, and the ghost is outside... You should have seen it after seeing this."
Chapter completed!