Chapter 399 Suspects 7
Youya observed the situation on the ground and walked into the door carefully.
Hattori Heiji stopped others at the door to prevent them from disrupting the scene.
Yuya squatted down to check and shook his head regretfully: "He's dead. Judging from the state of the body, the time of death is about 40 to 50 minutes."
Mao Lilan opened her mouth and was about to say that she would call the police, but suddenly she remembered that they were on a boat and very far away from the land, and the police would not be able to come in a short time.
Yuya glanced at Conan who was lying on the floor observing something, and sighed in his heart. Sure enough, someone was dead. He turned around and asked the butler: "Based on what happened just now, Mr. Butler, you should be the first to discover the person, right? Did you see anyone else at the time?"
The housekeeper shook his head: "No, I didn't see anyone when I came. I knocked on the door for a while, but the master didn't respond, so I opened the door with the key, and then I saw..."
"I see." Yuya nodded slightly, "Was the door locked at that time?"
The butler said, "Yes, and if it is locked from the inside, there is no way to open the door without this key." As the butler spoke, he took out a key from his pocket.
Yuya looked around the room and found that apart from the door, the only window was a decorative window that could not be opened, and there was no other way in or out.
"The door is locked and the window can't be opened," Youya looked at everyone and said slowly, "In this case, this is a secret room."
"Secret, secret room?!" everyone was shocked.
Ryūmoto Akie made a bold guess: "So, did Grandpa commit suicide?"
"No," Hattori Heiji, who had just finished observing the room, immediately refuted, "Mr. Ryomoto died after being stabbed in the abdomen. If he committed suicide, then where is the knife used to commit suicide?"
Akiie's husband, Kameo Hashimoto, smiled with gloating delight: "Maybe it's a knife made of ice? Isn't this a common plot in mystery novels? When the ice melts, the knife will naturally disappear."
Yuya glanced at him and said calmly, "Is it necessary to make so much trouble for a suicidal person?"
After being refuted, Kameo Ryūmoto couldn't help but let out a sigh.
Ryūmoto Natsue crossed his arms and said calmly, "Grandpa must be playing tricks. He has long suspected that the people present are coveting his property and wish he would die sooner.
Of course, the "everyone" I mentioned does not include Xia Jiang."
Still immersed in the panic and sadness of his grandfather's murder, Ryomoto Natsue immediately expressed his dissatisfaction when he heard his sister's words: "Sister, what are you talking about!"
The second son, Ryūmoto Shoji, pinched his chin and said seriously, "If it were the old man, he might really do that."
Seeing that many people agreed that it was suicide, Kameo Ryomoto immediately shouted excitedly: "Suicide, this must be suicide!"
"No, this is obviously murder!" Suddenly, a voice sounded from below.
"What?" Everyone looked over in surprise and saw Conan squatting at the door with a smug expression on his face.
He pointed at the door frame and said, "Look, there's a lot of blood on the door frame. If the old man had locked the door and committed suicide, the blood wouldn't have been left here in this way."
Everyone looked in the direction where his finger was pointing, and sure enough, they saw several complete drops of blood at the bottom of the door frame.
"Also," Conan pointed to the corridor near the door, "there are some parallel bloodstains here. They should be traces left after being wiped by someone."
When everyone looked again, they saw a pool of blood on the carpet that had been deliberately wiped off.
Conan tilted his head and said, "If it was really suicide, then wouldn't these two bloodstains be unreasonable?"
"I see," Hattori Heiji looked back and forth between the corpse and the bloodstains, observing how the corpse fell.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he stroked his chin and quickly analyzed: "The old man must have been stabbed when he opened the door. He retreated back to the room and locked the door to avoid the murderer's pursuit, but he didn't expect the wound to be too deep, and he died of excessive bleeding."
Conan nodded in agreement, he thought so too.
"So who killed the old man?" asked Kameno Ryūmoto unhappily.
If the old man did not commit suicide but was murdered, then things would become complicated. It might affect his inheritance. The Luben Group is not an ordinary small business.
Hattori Heiji paused and laughed dryly, "I don't know yet."
Kame Otani curled his lips in disdain: "Tsk, you look so confident, but is it really possible? I think it's suicide, don't worry about it."
"No," Yuya said in a deep voice, "This is definitely murder, and..."
He slowly scanned the faces of the members of the Ryūmoto family outside the door and said slowly, "The time of death was 40 to 50 minutes ago, which was around o'clock in the evening, and at that time..."
As he spoke, he glanced at a few people and said, "Me, Mio, Sonoko, Ran, Conan, Hattori, Toyama, Miss Xiajiang, and the housekeeper who was also in the restaurant preparing dinner at that time. None of us had time to commit the crime."
"So, for those of you who were not in the restaurant at the time, the murderer must be among the seven of you!"
The people of the Hashimoto family include Hashimoto Kameo and Hashimoto Akie, Hashimoto Kitaro, Hashimoto Mariko and her husband, their son Hashimoto Ichiro, the second son Hashimoto Shoji, and Hashimoto Natsue's newlywed husband, Hashimoto Takeshi, a total of seven people.
Yuya said calmly: "The murderer is undoubtedly one of you seven."
Everyone's faces were either gloomy, nervous or terrified. They all looked at Youya speechless. The joy of possibly dividing the inheritance due to the death of the clan leader was completely washed away.
Seeing the seven people were silent, Youya turned to the butler and asked, "Mr. Butler, did you notice anything special when you found the body?"
The housekeeper was about to shake his head, but suddenly he remembered something and took out a flower from his pocket: "Come to think of it, I picked up this flower at the door."
"flower?"
When Ryomoto Natsue saw the flower, he felt it looked familiar. He took a closer look at it and his face turned pale. "Isn't this the flower I helped Wu put on the tree?"
Everyone subconsciously looked at Takeshi Ryūmoto who was standing at the back. Takeshi Ryūmoto also had a shocked expression on his face, as if he had no idea about this matter at all.
Ryūmoto Akiie crossed his arms and sneered, "I see. No wonder you came to the restaurant so late."
Takeshi Ryūmoto denied it repeatedly: "No, sister, you misunderstood. I was hiding in my room thinking about something at that time..."
"Don't lie, Takeshi," Mariko Ryoumoto interrupted him loudly, "I happened to pass by and heard you and dad arguing in the room!"
"What, what!" When his lie was exposed, Takeshi Ryūmoto immediately showed a look of horror.
"I was really scared when I heard you talking!" Mariko Ryūmoto looked at Takeshi Ryūmoto sideways, "Your true identity is the son of that financial hero!"
Takeshi Ryūmoto's face turned pale, he lowered his head, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Eh?"
After hearing what Mariko Hashimoto said, everyone, including Natsue Hashimoto, showed shocked expressions.
Mariko Hashimoto suddenly revealed Takeshi Hashimoto's true identity. Yuya and others didn't know their relationship and looked confused.
The people of the Laomoto family were all shocked. It was obvious that the surname Caijing represented a special meaning to the Laomoto family.
Yuya, Conan and Hattori Heiji looked at each other.
Yuya looked at the most honest-looking Ryomoto Kitaro and asked, "Who is that financial hero?"
Ryoumoto Kitaro was already sweating profusely and didn't want to explain. He looked at the others and saw that no one was willing to help him out, so he made up his mind and told them about the Financial Brave Man.
Financial Yongfu, the chairman of the financial group whose company was taken away by Hatamoto Gozo ten years ago and went bankrupt, and he eventually committed suicide; then a year later, his wife also died of illness.
I heard that their only son was sent to an orphanage somewhere.
Rakumoto Kitaro looked at Rakumoto Takeshi with trembling eyes: "But I didn't expect that the child was actually Takeshi..."
Rakumoto Natsue couldn't believe it. She grabbed Rakumoto Takeshi's hand and asked, "Takeshi, is this true?"
Rakumoto Takeshi was still in a panic because his identity was suddenly exposed. When he heard Rakumoto Natsue calling him, he came to his senses and said through gritted teeth: "Yes, I am the son of Finance Yongfu, Finance Takehiko!"
Ryomoto Natsue's eyes widened. As the future heir of the Ryomoto family, she naturally knew a thing or two about what her family had done, but she didn't expect...
She never expected that her newlywed husband was actually the only son of the financier whose family was destroyed by her grandfather.
The sudden change made Ryoumoto Natsue completely confused and he didn't know what to do.
Seeing his wife's expression, Takeshi Ryūmoto was also heartbroken, and said with a painful look on his face: "But, but I..."
"I know!" Ramoto Kameno suddenly jumped out, pointing at Ramoto Takeshi and shouting, "You deliberately approached Xia Jiang just to sneak into the Ramoto family and then find an opportunity to kill the old man for revenge, right? The murderer is you!"
Ryomoto Natsue looked incredulous.
Takeshi Ryūmoto's face changed: "No! I am the son of the Financial Warrior, but I did not kill the old man!"
But Ryūmoto Natsue obviously didn't believe such words. She looked at Ryūmoto Takeshi sadly, covered her face and ran away crying.
"Wait, Xia Jiang!" Just as Takeshi Ryūmoto was about to chase after him, Shoji Ryūmoto grabbed his arm.
Hatamoto Shoji's face was cold: "Boy, I thought you were a man with backbone, it seems that I misjudged you."
"Uncle Shoji?" Takeshi Ryūmoto looked at Shoji Hatamoto in surprise, as if he didn't understand why his uncle, who usually had high hopes for him, suddenly had such a cold attitude.
Kameo Rakumoto said proudly: "You didn't expect your flowers to fall on the scene, did you? Now you are exposed, right?"
Takeshi Ryūmoto argued loudly: "I don't know why the flowers fell on the scene!"
But the Ryūmoto family obviously would not listen to his explanation. They shouted that he was the murderer and wanted to hand him over to the police.
After watching the excitement for a while, Conan and Hattori Heiji opened their mouths to explain for Takeshi Ryūmoto, but were stopped by Yuya.
The two looked at Yuya in confusion, only to receive a silent shake of the head.
He seemed to have other plans? The two of them understood after a brief thought, shut their mouths, and watched quietly as Takeshi Ryūmoto was escorted away.
After the outsiders left, Hattori Heiji asked Yuya in confusion: "Why don't you let me speak?"
According to the housekeeper, the flowers fell in the corridor and the bloodstains on the ground had obviously been wiped by someone.
The flower was pinned on his chest. If it had fallen during the crime, then Takeshi Ryūmoto would have definitely seen the flower when he wiped the blood off the ground.
Similarly, it is impossible that it fell while he was wiping the blood. After wiping the blood, he would definitely check it roughly and would definitely see the flowers.
Therefore, it is impossible to determine that Takeshi Ryūmoto is the murderer based solely on the flowers that fell at the scene.
Yuya was naturally aware of this, but he still said, "We haven't identified the murderer yet. Since the other party wants to frame Takeshi Ryūmoto, why not take advantage of the situation and see what they want to do."
Hattori Heiji and Conan understood immediately: "You want to fish?"
Yuya smiled and nodded.
Suzuki Sonoko, Mao Lilan, and Toyama Kazuha looked at each other in confusion and couldn't help asking, "What are you guys talking about?"
Miyano Shiho smiled and said, "Don't worry, Yuya naturally has his own plans."
The three of them looked at her in unison.
Miyano Shiho was stunned for a moment and tilted her head in confusion.
Toyama Kazuha leaned close to Mao Lilan's ear and whispered, "Why do I feel like there's something wrong with the relationship between Mio-chan and Yuya? It doesn't seem like they're just an ordinary boyfriend and girlfriend. Do you trust him that much?"
Mao Lilan smiled and whispered into Yuanshan Heye's ear.
Yuanshan Heye's eyes suddenly widened and his face turned red.
Yuanshan Heye blushed, looked at Miyano Shiho in shock, and stammered, "You mean, the two of them...actually...ah?"
Mao Lilan nodded seriously.
Toyama Kazuha's eyes widened even more, and she looked at Miyano Shiho with admiration.
Miyano Shiho: ??? No, Xiaolan, are you talking to Kazuha about something inappropriate for children? Why is she blushing like this? And what does that look mean?
Why does it seem like he's saying something like "You actually walked onto the path of adulthood without telling me..."
Miyano Shiho was very upset, feeling that her friend had exposed some non-existent secret to her.
The girls were talking about something, but the other three boys naturally didn't pay attention.
They were discussing something.
"I found some bread crumbs in the blood on the floor." Conan said. He was the shortest and had just taken advantage of the time when everyone was talking to boldly search the room.
"Bread crumbs?" Yuya lowered his head. Conan held the bread crumbs in a handkerchief and handed it to him, "What is this?!"
Conan nodded solemnly.
Hattori Heiji came over to take a look and said, "If it's just bread crumbs, there's no way to prove anything, right? Tonight we have French cuisine, which contains bread, and many people have eaten bread."