Conan Super Detective

"Then why make the room that way..." Hattori asked.

"Actually I don't know why, but because I paid enough rent, I won't say much. In this way, the guest stayed here almost without going out for nine years. Until a year ago, suddenly our When the staff cleaned the room, they found that he was dead!" Xuecun said with a frightened expression.

"What about the cause of death?" Dongma asked.

"The cause of death was a drug overdose. There were obvious injection marks on his wrist. Because the room was locked, the police judged suicide at the time. Speaking of which, the day after tomorrow, it happened that I met him for ten years." Xuecun recalled. .

"The day after tomorrow? This is really an amazing coincidence... It just happens to be Christmas Eve, right?" Dong Ma asked with a smile.

"Yes, for this reason, I always feel that his soul is in this room." Xuecun shook his head.

Early in the morning of the sun, Dongma, Qianheling, and Ye two girls sat at the dining table with some memorable after playing for a night.

"Speaking of, His Excellency Heiji, Chief Police Officer, did you sleep well in that room?" Otaki asked suspiciously.

"No, I have been outside and never returned to my room." Dongma shook his head.

"That kind of room, there are ghosts when you can sleep 3.5!" He Ye said disdainfully.

"No, it seems that Heiji-kun slept soundly." Ling said with a smile, because everyone actually knew the events in Kyoto at that time, so he was more casual when talking.

"Yes, I slept so well!" Heiji stretched and said.

Ignoring this funny comparison, Dongma turned and looked at Hualien behind, when she was sitting alone at the dining table.

"Can I sit here?" Dongma asked with a smile, and then slowly sat beside her.

"Of course." Hualien nodded.

"It's not that I can't understand your worry, but in fact, don't worry, because as long as an actress like you exists in the troupe for one day, you don't have to worry about the troupe's problems at all." Dongma said half flattery and half earnestly.

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"Actually, I've long wanted to give up the job of acting as an actress, because I really don't fit this kind of performance under the eyes of others." Hualien lowered her head and said in a sad tone.

"Then why did you join this troupe in the first place?" Dong Ma asked, squeezing her shoulder gently.

"Because of a person, a very important person... But time has changed that person."

"Originally, Teacher Bandai was the benefactor who adopted me as an orphan. Even though she sometimes has a bad temper, I am still very grateful to her... Master Dongma, please be sure to catch the murderer of the teacher. I am willing to give you everything to repay you. !" Hualien pleaded with tears.

"I will, because this is my duty." Dongma touched her plump D-cup, and then patted her buttocks to signal that she could leave.

At this time, a strange childish voice came into Dongma's ears, and brought her attention back to Hualien's back.

"She is our heroine. She has been learning from Bandai 26 teacher since she was a child, and she can do it with a smile in her heart and cry on her face." Ichikawa Tama Saburo walked over with the doll and looked at the doll. Yihe Dongma's mouth frowned subconsciously.

Sure enough, ventriloquism is always a bit weird when used by Japanese people.

They always like to use some scary dolls, and deliberately make weird and scary sounds, even once proud.

"By the way, no one knows where she actually does what she usually does..." As he said, Yu Saburo was about to turn around and leave.

But then he was stopped by Otaki, "Mr. Ichikawa Yusaburo? You and Miss Mako are both orphans adopted by Ms. Bandai since childhood. Then do you know who is the biggest beneficiary after the death of Bandai and Nishikawa?" Otaki was very direct. Asked indifferently.

"I know... But as a doll, of course I don't want to watch, listen, or talk!" Then he left slowly.

"The guys here are a bunch of weirdos. My adoptive mother and the troupe's companions were killed. Why don't you feel any strangeness?" The Hattori who walked by said puzzled and angrily.

"At least, if you hate the deceased, do you show a bit of fun? But this is too calm!" Heiji said dissatisfiedly.

"Do you think that everyone is like you, an idiot, with all emotions on your face?" Dongma snorted coldly.

"Damn, can't you cooperate a little bit? I knew I should call Kudo... No, it was the kid from Conan!" Heiji said dissatisfiedly.

"Unfortunately, that guy has a cold recently and can't go out at all," Dong Ma said with his hands.

"Damn it!" Heiji seemed a little angry, so he turned and left again.

"Compared with the interpersonal relationship that can be seen through at a glance, I am more concerned about why that guy uses a puppet to speak instead of talking by himself..." Dongma slowly muttered to himself.

As if hearing Dongma’s self-talk, Mako walked over gracefully, “Because Yusaburo and I were drunk by Bandai since we were young, Yusaburo even became autistic because of this. Except during acting, other times They speak with dolls."

However, despite saying that, the natural movement of Mozi sitting gently beside Dongma is to make people unable to see her childhood shadow.

"Do you hate her?" Dongma wore a large kimono and held onto the F-cup that looked extraordinarily smooth because he didn't wear the inner clothes.

"Of course...but the two of us hate her far more!" Demon said with a sneer.

"Shan Shi Shi, bald ń -Li-Dai, in front of Bandai, he is more like a dog than us." The devil pointed at the window, and he was talking to the unbreakable В. Xiaodu

After breakfast, everyone went back to their rooms. Only Dongma sat in the dining room alone, thinking about this increasingly interesting case.

At this moment, Xuecun suddenly came over and said, "Um, Sir Kamijou Police Chief, I just thought of something, and I don't know if it is related to the case."

"Tell me, we will make a judgment if it matters." Dongma motioned for him to continue.

"At first I thought it was necessary to say, but after hearing about the incident last night, I think it may not be just a coincidence..."

Xuecun hesitated, then continued.

"Ms. Bandai and Mr. Hongchuan, they used to stay here for nine years when Santa Claus with the Red Beard lived here, and they also specially designated Room 316 next door!"

"What do you think is the special relationship between the three of them?" Dongma asked tentatively.

"No! No! They don't have any signs of contact! That's it!" Xuecun denied anxiously, and left in a hurry.

"The relationship between the traveler and the director of the troupe and the screenwriter...This is really unrememberable." Dongma said with a sneer.

"Minister Kamijou, on this point, we actually have some information." Bupa 933 suddenly walked over and said.

"Of course, only a few police officers from Hyogo Prefecture, including me, knew about this. The so-called Santa Claus with a red beard is actually a drug dealer I have been following!"

"In other words, do you suspect there is an illegal-drug-trading between the three of them?" Dongma asked.

"In fact, this is the reason why the room turns red. You should know that many drug-addicted patients have a strong attachment to a certain color, and this guy's situation should be red."

"Why didn't you arrest him?" Dong Ma asked casually, because he thought of the answer immediately afterwards.

"We only know that Bandai and Hongchuan may be in contact with him, but we have not grasped the specific transaction process, which means that there is no evidence at all." Bupo seemed to be very angry about this.

"The three of them have been in the room except for their meals, and there is no clue at all. So this incident was followed by the death of Santa Claus with the red beard, and it was nothing more." Bupa shook his head in disappointment.

"Speaking of which, haven't you thought that Bandai and Hongchuan killed Santa Claus with the Red Beard?" Dong Ma asked suddenly.

"It's possible..." said without breaking the ambiguity.

Chapter 1810 The Murder Case Of The Foreign Mansion Hotel (6) Third