Conan’s Corpse Picker

President Ishimoto glanced down and couldn't help but look at a fool: "How could you not know? Do you think I have a poor memory?"

The Mumu Police Department was startled, then became surprised: "Do you really know each other?!"

President Ishimoto felt that his attitude was a little weird: "Isn't this the little kid who always follows Jiang Xia? Yesterday, this kid was wandering around the banquet hall. If it weren't for Jiang Xia's sake, I would really want to find him Parents, let’s have a good chat.”

"No, no." Police Department Memu was stunned for a moment, then realized he had made a mistake, and quickly corrected himself, "I'm talking about the tall, thin man wearing a purple shirt and suit in the background of the photo."

"Huh?" President Ishimoto came closer and looked at the people in the background of the photo again.

After a moment of silence, he shook his head: "I have no impression at all."

As if remembering that he had many clients and jobs that he asked his secretary to do for him, President Ishimoto looked at the female secretary next to him: "Sachiko, come here and take a look."

Tanaka Sachiko took a closer look and shook her head: "Sorry, I don't know him either."

"Alas." Police Department Memu sighed in disappointment, but he did not give up. After all, experience told him that even if the suspect was not the real murderer, there would still be some conflicts between the deceased and the suspect. But President Ishimoto...

The Mumu Police Department decided to add fuel to the fire. He tried his best to show the majesty of the police department and said with a deep look: "The murderer's bullet grazed your shoulder, and it would have killed you if he missed it any further. And the one last night A bunch of people. Your life is in danger now. And because of you, Representative Takada was unfortunately killed - if you think about it again, do you really have no impression of the person in the photo?"

President Ishimoto frowned. Maybe it was the unexpected killer army last night that shook his inner defenses.

After a long silence, he finally sighed: "Actually..."

"President!" the female secretary said anxiously.

"Forget it, Sachiko." President Ishimoto waved his hand, suddenly feeling as calm as breaking a pot, "There's no need to hide it now." Compared with temporary ups and downs, long-term life is indeed more important. "

He sat upright and looked at the policeman opposite, his attitude was much more humble than before: "Although my business is going smoothly now, when I was young, in order to prevent the business that I had finally established from collapsing, I also... Well, I also used to Traveled some detours.

"Originally, I thought this matter had been over a long time ago, but I didn't expect that 'piranha' to be able to uncover such a long-standing account. A while ago, Ping Gang took the evidence and asked me for one billion.

“Even for me, this figure is not something I can easily afford, and once I let that guy get a taste of the sweetness, every penny I earn in the future will probably fall into his pocket.

"So I flatly rejected him, because those accounts were too old, and even the relevant accountants had either retired back to their hometown, or died of illness. It was not easy to threaten me with those accounts. I had already done it. I was prepared to fight a protracted war with him. But who knew that after that time, that guy actually disappeared from my life.

"Although I am relieved, the other party is after all the 'piranha' who bites people and never bites them off. I still don't believe that things will end so easily.

"So from the first moment I received the threatening letter, I guessed that it was sent by the 'piranha'."

Speaking of this, President Ishimoto glanced at Jiang Xia: "That guy holds some of my evidence after all, so we deliberately pretended to have no trust in the police. Only in this way can we legitimately prevent the police from intervening and only invite private individuals." Detective protection—private detectives keep confidentiality very closely, and they work for a fee, so they will definitely not forcefully inquire into their clients’ privacy, but I didn’t expect that…”

President Ishimoto pressed his forehead: "I didn't expect that guy to be bold enough to shoot and kill someone at such an important banquet. I didn't expect that he would hire so many people to kill me after one hit... It's really strange. , Logically speaking, that guy should be very stingy. I heard that all the money he swallowed was used for gambling, and he would not use any of it for other things. Where did I offend him? Is it worth his money to hire him? Such a large number of people?”

The more he thought about it, the more unbelievable he felt: "Could it be that one of the important relatives of 'Piranha' was seriously ill at that time and lacked money for medical treatment, and because I didn't give him money, that person died of illness? Or was it that he met a romantic love, but lacked money?" Support, so you lose the love of your life? Otherwise, why would he hate me to such an extent."

Jiang Xia listened silently: "..." The president's ability to associate is quite strong. If he goes bankrupt one day, he might consider changing his profession to become a detective to make a living - after all, in addition to strong logic, detectives also need rich imagination. President Ishimoto’s ability to make up stories is very suitable.

The Megure Police Department and Sato Miwako really followed President Ishimoto's words and thought about the hacker's motives.

Then Sato Miwako realized something was wrong: "But as far as we know, Hiraoka Shiro has no living direct relatives, and he doesn't look like the kind of person who would indulge in love."

President Ishimoto shook his head and stopped exploring the dead man's motives: "Actually, just now, before you, Representative Takada's secretary also came to see me, hoping that I could confess everything to the police - he had been with Representative Takada for a long time. I don’t want Senator Takada to die in vain…”

Halfway through the words, the female secretary who was standing quietly aside suddenly turned her head and looked at the door.

——She found that the door of the office had opened a crack at some point.

Taking a closer look, there was actually a child in the crack of the door: "Are you...that kid from Jiang Xia?"

Conan's eyes twitched after failing to eavesdrop: "..." Friends are friends, what does adding "little" mean? It sounds as if he is Jiang Xia's son...

The sudden arrival of uninvited guests interrupted the confessional meeting.

Miwako Sato remembered that she still had a lot of work to do. She cheered up and decided to solve the problem one by one, such as sending the new outlaw to the police station first.

The police station is definitely safer than outside, so at least there won't be another life, and Jiang Xia won't have to exhaust himself guarding him all night long.

Officer Sato looked at President Ishimoto and the female secretary: "You two, please go to the Metropolitan Police Department with me first. We may need to make some records about this case and previous incidents."

President Ishimoto sighed, stood up and left with her resignedly.

The Megure Police Department breathed a sigh of relief: "Originally, I was worried that someone was pretending to kill President Ishimoto, but actually assassinating the congressman, because President Ishimoto has indeed been a well-behaved businessman over the years. I didn't expect that he actually had a relationship with a hacker. Contradictions - then everything makes sense, the evidence chain is formed, and the case can finally be closed!"