Chapter 465: The deceased who is not worthy of being a mother or a wife

Chapter 465: The deceased who is not worthy of being a mother or a wife

"It's like this." Yuya briefly recounted the strange commission that Hondou Eisuke found on the Internet.

Inspector Megure suddenly realized: "I see, indeed, if the person who issued the commission was Mr. Funamoto, he could indeed dispose of the pearl necklace and bracelet as garbage and then recycle them in the car later."

Takagi Shigeru also thought of the possible connection: "Since we can issue a commission once, we can also issue another commission to have someone sell the necklace and bracelet, right? Even if we are caught, we can pretend that the murderer threw the items away and then someone picked them up."

Inspector Megure shook his head: "It's a pity that these two things are probably unrelated. Not to mention the trash can, we even checked the nearby garbage dump and didn't find the necklace or bracelet."

Fortunately, Japan does a good job of sorting its garbage, otherwise the police officers who went to investigate the garbage dump would probably be nauseated and vomit.

"Like this..." Hondou Eisuke was extremely disappointed.

He was very sure that the commission was closely related to what he wanted to investigate, but now the two incidents seemed to have no connection, so he could only find another way to investigate.

And...feeling Yuya's fleeting, deep gaze, Hondou Eisuke broke out in a cold sweat on his back.

Oops, my behavior just now was too abrupt. I might have attracted the attention of this detective.

But... Hondou Eisuke fell into deep thought, Kamiya Yuya has a very good reputation in the outside world, maybe he could be honest with him?

But, can a person's reputation really be that good? Hondou Eisuke hesitated.

Even the famous detective "Sleeping Kogoro" has some minor scandals, such as being lustful and his wife running away.

However, Hondou Eisuke did not find any black history about Kamiya Yuya, except that he was a little naughty when he was a child, but what child is not naughty? This is not black material at all, and some fans even said that this is a reflection of his intelligence since childhood.

Hondou Eisuke was in a dilemma. Never mind. Just keep observing for a while. If he really is a good person, then...

What Hondou Eisuke didn't know was that if Yuya's true dark history were to be exposed, it would probably cause a earth-shattering earthquake in the entire Japanese detective and police world.

Of course, Yuya didn't know how many thoughts Hondou Eisuke had in his mind. He looked around the room and saw that there were no more clues, so he said, "Let's go and talk to the man of the house."

Everyone came downstairs.

The maid adjusted the air-conditioning temperature in the room, and Funamoto Tatsuto suddenly said, "Xiaomei, I'm a little hungry, and it's almost time for dinner..."

The maid checked the time and said quickly, "Then I'll go order some food."

Tatsuto Funamoto said quickly, "Wait, why don't you make some yourself? Food outside is always a little unreliable, and it doesn't taste as good as what you make."

Anyone would be happy to have their craftsmanship recognized, especially by the owner. She smiled and said, "Okay, I'll do it right away."

Yuya observed Tatsuto Funamoto, but didn't find anything special. He remembered that Conan found the important clues around him.

Forget it, he rolled his eyes and whispered a few words to Inspector Megure.

Inspector Megure looked at him doubtfully, but still nodded: "I understand."

Then he walked towards Funamoto Tatsuto and said, "Mr. Funamoto, I have something to ask you about the murder of Mrs. Kumi."

Funamoto Tatsuto hesitated: "Anything else you want to ask? I've already told you everything I know..."

"Well," Inspector Megure smiled, "It's just a routine inquiry."

Yuya looked around, winked at Conan, and walked towards the kitchen.

Conan hurriedly followed, and Hondou Eisuke looked around to see that no one was paying attention to him, so he also followed quietly.

Arriving at the kitchen door, Conan asked in confusion, "What are we doing here?"

Yuya observed the layout of the kitchen and whispered, "I'm sure the murderer is Funamoto Tatsuto..."

Conan nodded in agreement, his reasoning concluded in the same way.

"...Inspector Megure said that no reaction to gunpowder smoke was detected in him, so he must have used some method to isolate the reaction to gunpowder smoke.

There are many methods that can be used, but he has difficulty in moving, and some troublesome props are difficult to handle and easy to expose himself, so I guess he should use some common and easy-to-get things at home..."

Soon, Yuya's eyes landed on the rubber gloves lying by the sink.

Conan looked over almost at the same time as him.

The maid was about to put on gloves and clean up the unwashed dishes.

They both shouted in unison, "Wait a minute, Miss Xiaomei!"

"Huh?" The maid froze for a moment and turned back to look at the two of them in surprise.

Yuya walked over quickly, picked up the rubber gloves and smelled them under the maid's puzzled gaze, a smile of "as expected" appeared on his face.

Seeing Yuya's smile, Conan's mouth corners slowly curled up.

"Sorry, I'll take this first. It's important evidence." Youye said, then took out a transparent bag and put the gloves in it.

Yuya pushed his non-existent glasses and said to Conan: "Let's go, it's almost time to end this case."

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On the second floor, in the room where the lady was killed.

Yuya asked Inspector Megure to gather everyone here.

"Brother Kamiya, is it finally time for the mystery show?" Inspector Megure asked expectantly.

Yuya nodded slightly, his eyes swept over Funamoto Touji, and after a moment's hesitation, he looked at the maid: "But before that, I'm a little hungry, can I ask Miss Xiaomei to prepare dinner?"

Everyone was stunned, what do you mean?

The maid didn't think too much about it and said immediately: "Then I'll prepare it right away, but the vegetables at home have run out and I need to go buy some, so it will take some time..."

"It's okay," Youya smiled, "But since cooking is troubling you, leave the grocery shopping to us."

He turned to Mao Lilan and said, "Xiaolan, can I trouble you?"

Mao Lilan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Of course, of course..."

"Can you bring Conan and Toushi along with you, Mr. Funamoto?"

Funamoto Tatsuto was startled, and had some vague guesses in his mind, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "Of course, no problem."

"Conan, I leave it to you." Yuya winked at Conan.

Conan knew that what was going to happen next was not suitable for Touji Funamoto to know, so he nodded and said, "No problem."

As he said this, he took the initiative to walk forward and pulled Toushi Funmoto, diverting his attention with some topics that children were interested in, and then went out with Ran Mouri.

Inspector Megure thought Yuu was going to start reasoning, but he wanted to eat? He asked with some dissatisfaction: "Brother Kamiya, what are you doing?"

Yuya sighed and said in a heavy tone: "The following content is not suitable for little brother Touji to hear. He probably never thought that the person who killed his mother was actually his own father...right?"

what?

Everyone looked at Master Funamoto in shock. They originally thought that Yuya's guess was just a guess, but they didn't expect the result to be true?

Funamoto Tatsuto's expression was somewhat reluctant: "Detective Kamiya, please don't make such a joke."

Inspector Megure also raised a question: "It is true that Mr. Funamoto was next to the lady's room when the crime happened, but as I just said, his height does not meet the trajectory of the bullet, and he is in a wheelchair, so there is no way to hide the pearl necklace, right?"

Inspector Megure's eyes fell on the plaster on Funamoto's foot. "You're not saying that the necklace and bracelet are hidden in the plaster?"

Yuya shook his head: "This is indeed a good place to hide something, but it is too easy to be discovered."

"I suppose you remember that there was one of the lady's earrings on the table?"

Inspector Megure recalled: "I remember you said that the lady was called away when she was taking off her earrings..."

Yuya said: "In that case, Inspector, can you imagine what reason she was called away? She didn't even have time to take off the other earring."

Inspector Megure thought for a while, and Yuya prompted: "Inspector, do you remember what your wife likes to do most at night?"

Inspector Megure: "Look at the stars? But if you look at the stars, you won't be so anxious, right?"

Yuya smiled slightly: "Of course I am looking at stars, but they are the kind that only appear for a short time..."

Inspector Megure didn't understand what was going on and was stunned for a moment: "Stars with a short time..."

Hondou Eisuke suddenly shouted, "I know, it's a shooting star, right?"

Youya looked at him with appreciation, and Hondou Eisuke smiled embarrassedly and shrank back again.

Before Inspector Megure could react and figure out what was so special about the shooting star, Takagi Wataru had already figured it out: "I see! If it was a shooting star, you would have missed it if you didn't look for it right away. That's why the lady didn't even bother to take off her earrings and ran to the balcony to watch it. And she had to tilt her head back to watch it."

"If the head is tilted back, then if Mr. Funamoto, who is sitting in a wheelchair, shoots upward, the bullet will pass from the back of the head to the forehead, creating the illusion that the tall man shot downward to kill the person."

Inspector Megure pinched his chin and analyzed: "That's true. If the bullet had gone upwards, it wouldn't have left a mark in the room, and it would have flown far out, making it very difficult to find."

He then asked, "What about the glass in the window?"

Takagi explained: "Because he was in a wheelchair, he couldn't reach the glass at the top, so he could only break the lower part."

Inspector Megure nodded to indicate that he could explain it, and immediately asked, "But what about the pearl necklace and bracelet? Mr. Funamoto is in a wheelchair and needs the help of a maid to go up and down the stairs. There is no way for him to go out and throw away the things, right?"

Yuya smiled slightly: "Have you really checked every place in the room?"

Inspector Megure said without thinking: "Of course, we may have checked all the places where the things are hidden."

"And...the vacuum cleaner?"

"Vacuum cleaner?" Inspector Megure immediately looked at Takagi Wataru.

Takagi Wataru showed a nervous expression: "Well, that place is not there yet... Besides, isn't Mr. Funamoto a machine idiot? And he is in a wheelchair, there is no way he can use the vacuum cleaner without others noticing? The vacuum cleaner makes such a loud noise when in use..."

Yuya said, "Indeed, if Mr. Funamoto used a vacuum cleaner, it would indeed be too conspicuous, but if it was Ms. Takami who was a maid, it would be different, right?"

"Huh?" The maid showed a panicked expression.

Inspector Megure quickly asked, "What do you mean?"

"Inspector, what day was yesterday?"

Inspector Megure was stunned and recalled: "Yesterday was February 2rd, right? It was Setsubun."

Yuya nodded slightly, "So what do we usually do during Setsubun?"

Inspector Megure said without thinking: "Of course it's throwing beans."

"That's right," Yuya said, "February 2rd is Setsubun, also known as the bean-scattering festival. On that day, we all scatter beans to drive away evil spirits and diseases and to bring good luck. That night, little brother Touji pestered Mr. Funamoto to play for a long time. Miss Xiaomei also said that the room was full of his scattered beans, right?"

The maid nodded and said, "Yes, it took me a long time to clean it up."

Inspector Megure was a little puzzled: "But what is the connection between the Bean-Throwing Festival and jewelry?"

Yuya reminded, "What are the necklace and bracelet that Madam is wearing made of?"

Inspector Megure was stunned: "What is it made of? It's not pearls...ah!"

He suddenly shouted: "If you take the necklace and bracelet apart and mix the pearls into the beans..."

Youye smiled and said, "That's right. Because there were too many beans and not many pearls, when Miss Xiaomei was cleaning the beans, she definitely didn't expect that there would be pearls mixed in. Plus, it was late, so she definitely wanted to finish cleaning up quickly and go to rest. She didn't try to distinguish them when cleaning up, so naturally, the pearls were mistaken for beans and put into the vacuum cleaner."

Yuya glanced at Touji Funamoto, who looked unhappy, and continued, "The case went roughly like this -

First, he played with his little brother Toushi in the evening and scattered a lot of beans in the room. When the lady came back, he found an excuse to go to her room and killed her using the same method.

Then he put on the hook lock, broke the glass on the window, took off the pearl necklace and bracelet, took them apart, and while there was no one on the first floor, he threw the pearls down and mixed them in with the beans. Next.

Next, the pearls mixed in with the beans will be collected by Miss Xiaomei into the vacuum cleaner."

Inspector Megure immediately looked at Takagi Wataru and said, "Go check inside the vacuum cleaner right now!"

"Yes!" Takagi Wataru hurried over to confirm.

Inspector Megure glanced at Touji Funamoto who looked grim, frowned slightly, looked at Yuya and asked: "Then what about the most important evidence? Do you have evidence that can directly prove that Mr. Funamoto is the murderer?"

Yuya smiled slightly: "Of course, if I am not absolutely sure, I will not stand here."

Inspector Megure's mouth twitched slightly. I'm asking you for evidence, and you're just reciting lines here to be cool, right?

Yuya took out the transparent bag from his pocket. Inspector Megure took a look and found a pair of rubber gloves inside.

Yuya said: "There is no smoke reaction detected on Mr. Funamoto, so he should have used some means to isolate himself. When he was unable to move, he used this rubber glove. It is not only easy to use, but also does not require him to deal with it personally afterwards."

Inspector Megure was a little confused: "What do you mean?"

Yuya explained, "Mr. Funamoto only needs to let Miss Xiaomei cook in person, and she will definitely use this pair of rubber gloves. In this way, not only will the fingerprints inside be worn away, but the gunpowder reaction outside will also be washed away by water."

“It’s just too convenient.”

At this time, Takagi Wataru ran in, holding up a transparent bag and said, "Inspector, the pearls were indeed found in the vacuum cleaner!"

Inspector Megure yelled at him, "Call the forensic officer here immediately!"

Poor Takagi Shigeru ran out in a hurry before he could even stand firmly.

Yuya looked at Master Funamoto who had his eyes closed and looked like he had given up struggling: "Mr. Funamoto, it's obviously faster and more convenient to order takeout, but you insisted on letting Miss Xiaomei cook herself. You want to use her to remove the evidence on the rubber gloves, right?"

The servant was shocked and looked at Funamoto Tatsuto in disbelief: "Sir, this is not true, this is not true, right?"

Funamoto Tatsuto was silent for a while, then said, "Have you heard of a disease called party obsession?"

Yuya frowned slightly, "Is it a form of obsessive compulsive disorder?"

Tatsuto Funamoto sighed and nodded, "That's right, if I hadn't stayed at home recently due to an injury, I wouldn't have discovered that the party she was talking about at her friend's house was actually hosted by her herself..."

She even owed a huge amount of debt in order to hold the parties. What was even more unacceptable to me was that she wanted to sell the house to continue holding parties.

When I questioned her, she not only showed no remorse, but also bluntly said that she wanted to divorce me and find a rich sponsor to support her..."

This woman has no regard for this family, me as her husband, or her son, Toushi!"