015 Conan: If you confess like this, it will make me look stupid
Because the prisoner ran away, and he was alone in the room rummaging through boxes and cabinets for a long time, Conan's vigilance relaxed, so much so that the police officers began to open the door, and he suddenly panicked and tried to hide.
However...it's too late...
Their eyes met, Conan looked at the other person's clothes, felt relieved, and then spoke with an embarrassed smile.
"Uncle, are you here to see Uncle Ren?"
The police officer knew Conan and had just met him during the day. He patted his big head in a friendly manner and said, "No, little brother, the then gentleman has already confessed. We are here to investigate and collect evidence."
"Ha?" Conan asked with a question mark on his forehead, "No, didn't that uncle at that time run away?"
"Why did he run away? Is he almost being sent back to the police station now?" The police officer didn't understand what Conan meant.
"Speaking of which, little brother, why are you here?"
Conan's mouth twitched and he said perfunctorily: "I'm here to ask some questions for Uncle Maori..."
"That's it. Then just stay aside and don't move around. I'll investigate and find the evidence, and then I'll take you back to find Mr. Maori."
"Ah, well, thank you uncle..." Conan looked "happy" and said, "By the way, uncle, why did that uncle at that time plead guilty? Or was it because he surrendered because he was caught with criminal evidence?"
While flipping through the floppy disks on the shelf, the police officer explained unsuspectingly: "I heard that I was reprimanded by Mr. Maori and my conscience was discovered, so I took the initiative to confess the facts of the crime."
Conan's face gradually wrinkled up visibly to the naked eye. How is this possible? Are you kidding me?
"That's what the Megure Police Department told us anyway."
Conan touched his chin and felt that things were not simple. There must be something wrong here.
Reprimand and conscience discovery are both very problematic. Moreover, there is no case where solving a case has nothing to do with reasoning. This is unreasonable!
"Huh? Why is this floppy disk on the table? Didn't it say it was on the shelf? It's strange..." The police officer searched the floppy disk shelf for a long time but couldn't find it. When he turned around, he found it on the table.
"The prisoner must have remembered it wrong. Let's take it back first and then talk about it."
In the middle of the year, the police officers, whose sensitivity had been exhausted, did not raise any suspicion at all. They took Conan into the police car and rushed all the way back to Yu Oki's house.
…
Oki Yu thought that he had a lot of things that he didn't have time to do, but he finished them quickly. He never thought that he would die so early, and he never thought about making a will, so the inheritance will be passed on to his daughter in accordance with Japanese law.
He and his wife inherit half of each person's inheritance.
There would be no father. Of course, based on his understanding of his father, it was impossible for that stubborn old man to want...
The inheritance law in Japan is different. The first priority is children, the second priority is immediate relatives, and the third priority is brothers and sisters. Spouses are not in the above sequence.
There is no fixed order of inheritance for the spouse. When inheriting jointly with the first-ranked blood heir (child), he or she shall inherit 1/2 of the inheritance; when jointly inheriting with the second-ranked blood heir (direct descendant), the remaining
The inheritance shall be divided into 2/3 of the estate; when jointly inherited with the third blood heirs (brothers and sisters), the inheritance shall be divided into 3/4 of the inheritance.
At this time, Omu picked up a pen and began to write a will in his own handwriting. As long as the date is before the date, there will be no problem with handwriting identification.
There is nothing to think about in terms of property. The property, savings, and company will all be left to my wife and daughter. By the way, my funeral has been arranged "in advance."
The gold, silver and jewelry in the small box were sealed together with the will and handed over to his wife and daughter. The cash just taken out of the safe was used to pay for the funeral expenses and was given to Hanyu Qing'an. The cost of the ashes and diamonds was still not too high.
I'm sorry to accept it, but of course there is a reason why selling gold bars is more troublesome.
Officer Memu was scratching his head. The deceased came back to life, spent his own money, disposed of his own property, and arranged his own funeral. What on earth was going on... was it legal?
His head was red from holding back, and Officer Mumu couldn't figure it out, so he simply stood guard at the door, pretending that he didn't know, anyway... he was just a criminal police officer, and this kind of thing was not his business.
After a while, Hanyu Qing'an came out carrying two password boxes, and Mao Lilan and Maori Kogoro followed him out to get some air. The smell in the room was really not good.
Walking to the yard, Mao Lilan finally couldn't help but speak. She had a lot of questions to ask, but they were not suitable in previous occasions, so she kept holding back.
"Why did Mr. Hanyu grow a beard? When he first looked like that, it felt more suitable."
Before Hanyu Qingan could speak, Maori Kogoro sighed and reached out to touch Mao Lilan's head, but was glared at and put down his hand.
"I've experienced this kind of thing before. When I was young, if I didn't grow a beard and went out to talk about commissions, people would think you were immature and unreliable."
Hanyu Qingan smiled and nodded in agreement, "That's it. Detective Maori also had a hard time when he was young, right?"
"Yeah..." Mouri Kogoro said with a sigh on his face. Even if he was young, in good health, and energetic, chasing cats and dogs, he was still so exhausted that he didn't want to move when he got home.
It seems that the drinking habit started around that time.
"Also, when Mr. Hanyu was reprimanding the prisoners, I was scared on the sidelines. I felt... a bit fierce. Then I changed into that costume and looked more majestic. In short, I felt that it was different from the gentleness now.
big."
Mao Lilan couldn't connect the Master Hanyu just now with the gentle and smiling father Yuzu who had shared experience in raising babies in the morning.
"When it comes to work, you have to be serious about it. Sometimes if you are less fierce and more serious, things will be difficult to handle. It is common to act in various ways that are different from your own nature."
As soon as Hanyu Kiyosu finished speaking, Mouri Kogoro sighed again, "That is to say, the world of adults is not that simple. Many times, even though you have made no mistakes, you still have to bow your head and apologize after being taught a lesson...
"
Why did Mouri Kogoro feel so much emotion today? The few thoughts he usually had had already gone down his throat with the wine, and he was so drunk that he forgot about his worries.
I was really excited today, that’s 20 million yen...
It takes two Conans to receive so much living expenses...
Now that I have received a commission, it feels so sad to think about how difficult it was for me to live alone with Xiaolan...
"Ah, by the way, I didn't have time to discuss the commission ratio issue with Detective Mori before." Hanyu Kiyosu suddenly remembered. He put the password box on the ground, opened it, took out three stacks of 10,000 yen bills, and handed it to Kogoro Mori.
in hand.
"Let's put it this way for now. Are you satisfied with Detective Maori?"
Mouri Kogoro looked at Fukuzawa Yukichi, his eyes widened, as if he had seen the lover of his dreams, and he became excited.
"Isn't this a bit too much?" Mao Lilan said timidly, that was three million yen, and her father couldn't earn that much even if he commissioned it for half a year.