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Chapter 470: Guard against day and night, it is difficult to guard against domestic thieves

Dadong Ganyan took the teacup and shook it inside in the empty space, knowing that this scaring plan had been ruined.

I can't tell the empty teacup that I used to have cigarette butts of different brands in the teacup, and I will definitely be questioned why I knew about this.

In addition, what surprised Dadong Ganyan was that Qin Zhibo, as a famous detective, could not even tell the difference in the brand of cigarette butts in the teacup.

Can't smoke?

Still carrying a fire on your body if you don't smoke?

Dadong Ganyan clearly remembered that Qin Zhibo used his lighter to light some candles.

As the night approaches, everyone can't help but feel hungry.

So at the suggestion of Masao Taketomo, everyone took action separately to search for food hidden in the house and check the defensive gap in the house.

He still cannot forget Conan's temporary reasoning about the crime committed by others on the island.

Although Qin Zhibo wanted to say that the man who starved to death a year ago should have eaten everything he could eat here, out of curiosity about Shimabuki and the living environment on the island over the years, Qin Zhibo agreed.

The three of them searched the second floor in groups of Kumahiko Ohiko, Kumi Yoshiro Ikema, and the remaining four men, Qin Zhibo, Maori Ran, Conan and Masao Taketomo, together searched the first floor.

Regarding Qin Zhibo's personnel arrangement, Taketomo Ya Nan nodded in agreement, "That's right. After all, there are girls and children here, so Mr. Qin is the only one who protects it. If you are attacked, it will be troublesome."

When Qin Zhibo heard this, he was stunned for a moment, feeling that this uncle's head might be a little funny.

Conan, who was standing at a low place in slippers, gently stroked the watch-shaped anesthesia gun on his wrist, comforting himself that as long as he had this thing, he would be an invincible 1v1.

"So that's the case, you can karate."

"Yes, I won the Duli Competition some time ago."

Listening to the proud record of Mori Ran, Taketomo Masa's sidewalks, he sighed that he was indeed a person who was not good at appearance.

However, Qin Zhibo, who was walking aside with a candle holder, knew that Ran Maori was a weak demon. As long as the environment and atmosphere were fully rendered, he could not bear the scared kind.

Once frightened, her force will drop sharply to the status of a little girl.

This is somewhat like the timid mushrooms in plants vs. zombies.

Seeing that Maori Ran was admired, Conan was also a little proud when he walked beside him.

Awesome? Humph (sigh). My wife!

In the casual conversation, the three of them and a "messenger of the underworld" searched the door of the last room.

Qin Zhibo took the lead and pushed open the door. Ran Maori weakly hurried behind Qin Zhibo, frowned and worried expression a little cute.

squeak--

When the door was pushed open and the candlelight shone into the dark room, Qin Zhibo could see some clues in this room at a glance.

This room is the largest room on the first floor. The beds are clean and the tables and chairs slightly tilted to the right angle make the room more lifelike.

At this moment, Ran Mori let out a slight scream.

"ah"

Conan quickly asked what was wrong, and Ran Maori slowly raised his hand and pointed at the head of the bed, "It seems that there is something on it."

Qin Zhibo and Conan held candles and checked, and saw dense scratches engraved on the wooden board at the head of the bed.

If you look closely, these scratches are a bit distorted "典".

Hundreds of "典" characters are arranged densely, and they are even more cunning in dark environments.

Looking at these "positives", Qin Zhibo guessed that these should be the scales used by Shimabukuro Keiha to measure the number of days.

Conan, who was standing by, immediately thought of the same conclusion and judged: "These should be used by someone living here to measure the time, right?"

Could it be the man who was trapped here and starved to death a year ago?

Judging from the number of "典" characters, he has lived here for at least four years, but if that's the case, how could he suddenly starve to death?

Did he feel hopeless to escape, so he committed suicide in despair?

Conan held his chin and thought about the marks of the "positive" characters. Qin Zhibo, who was beside him, had turned around to the cabinet next to him and opened the drawers one by one.

The drawers above were all empty, with only the last drawer in which Qin Zhibo found a photo frame.

The aged wooden photo frame is a bit moldy. The photo inside is a photo of a middle-aged man and woman. The man among them is the mayor of Jincheng Town who hosted him yesterday.

Masao Taketomo came over at this time and looked at the two people in the photo and missed them, "There is the mayor and his wife above. They were both relatively young at that time."

Qin Zhibo subconsciously disassembled the legs behind this old-fashioned photo frame and got another photo behind it.

The photo still contains the mayor of Jincheng Town, but the person in the photo became a young black and straight beauty.

Black and straight!

Qin Zhibo's eyes shrank, and he pointed to the black dragon above and asked, "Who is this woman?"

Masao Taketomo reacted and explained: "This is Miss Xiaodu, the mayor's only daughter. Xiaodu was beautiful and had a good temperament and was sought after by many young people in the town."

"I just didn't expect that she was suddenly kidnapped five years ago, not long after her death, and there has been no news since then."

Hei Changzhi turned out to be the daughter of Jincheng Town Mayor.

Now Qin Zhibo clarified some ideas, and it turned out that this was a story of "defending day and night, but it was hard to defend against thieves at home."

Keiwa Shimabukuro only saw two real faces of robbers on this island, one of which is Black Long Nao.

If this Hei Changzhi is the daughter of the mayor, then everything makes sense.

Five years ago, she was kidnapped, but later, in order to get money to treat her "mermaid disease", she took the initiative to join the robber group and robbed her home.

This is really a "filial" girl.

At this moment, Conan, who was standing aside, also paused his research on the marks of the word "positive" and ran over to Qin Zhibo's reasoning progress.

"Uncle, aren't you a staff member of Kyushu TV? How could you be so clear about what's going on here?"

Masao Taketomo was stunned for a moment and replied in a deep voice: "Because my cousin was the maid who was helping the maid at the mayor's house, but her cousin later died at the hands of the robbers."

"In fact, it's not just me. Ikema's mother and mayor's wife are also real sisters, so he and Miss Xiaodu should be considered cousins."

Conan took the photo handed over by Qin Zhibo, took a look and asked, "Where is this grand city tower on the background of the photo? I don't seem to have seen it before."

Masao Taketomo was stunned for a moment and complained in his heart: There are so many children you have never seen before.

However, he still could not refuse Conan's "question and answer" and explained patiently, "That was not the city tower, but the mayor's home. At that time, Miss Xiaodu lived in it, and often ran around the house happily, feeling like a princess living in the castle."

Princess!

After hearing the keywords, Conan's brain got reasoning materials again.
Chapter completed!
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