Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 597 Shi Kaobing is dead

Nearing the afternoon, everyone gathered together. In addition to the Mori Kogoro family, Conan, Siluov Chenyev from the Russian Embassy, ​​and the art dealer General Yi, there were also people who came specially to participate in the investigation. Officer Shiratori.

What is surprising is that Officer Shiratori said that Shi Kaobing, who was knocked unconscious by Fujiwara, died of excessive bleeding in the ambulance rushing to the hospital. Officer Megure would like to ask Fujiwara to come to the Metropolitan Police Department when he is free tomorrow. Make another note.

The identity of the deceased has also been confirmed. He is Alexey Ivan, an assistant to Pu Siqinglan of the Romanov Dynasty Research Institute. The police are now beginning to suspect that Pu Siqinglan, who suddenly disappeared, is also related to Shi Kaobing.

"Did he die? That's a pity."

Fujiwara sighed in surprise. He originally thought that the person would become a vegetative state and lie there for the rest of his life, but he never thought he would die.

But it would be convenient if he died, as he wouldn't have to worry about telling the police about his exclusive invitation to Pu Siqinglan that day, and it would be considered a secret.

Besides, this can be considered as revenge for Kaito.

Fujiwara held his forehead and blinked at Shiratori Rensaburo, which made Kaito shudder. He thought that this time the disguise would not be discovered so easily.

"Ahem, besides, Officer Megure doesn't want you to be stressed. It's not Mr. Fujiwara's fault." Shiratori's voice interrupted Kaito's worries. He pretended to be relaxed and coughed twice to clear up the atmosphere.

Mouri Kogoro, the detective who has been in the world of reasoning for a long time, after hearing Shiratori's words, his eyes darkened and he thought for a moment. Then he came over and patted Fujiwara on the shoulder, his tone full of concern and understanding: "This has nothing to do with you, you were in legitimate defense. If you didn't fight back in that situation, you would be the one who died today. So don’t be too burdened. If you still feel uncomfortable, after we finish our work, I will drink some wine with you and relax together..."

Others present, including Siluov Chenyev from the Russian Embassy and an art dealer, did not seem interested in this sudden "comfort meeting." From time to time, their eyes drifted to the window, where was the castle garden in the dusk, as if they could glimpse the wealth of the Romanov dynasty that was about to be revealed in the twilight.

Xiaolan couldn't help but frown. It was obvious that she heard the not-so-secret intention through her father's words: "Dad~" She called softly, and her eyes seemed to say: Are you making excuses?

Kogoro was poked into his thoughts by his daughter, and the expression on his face was a little embarrassed. He coughed a few times and tried to save some of the situation: "Anyway, it's not your fault. Just relax and don't put pressure on yourself. If it weren't for you, there would definitely be someone else with you." Die…”

Conan sat on the corner of the sofa. His eyes seemed to be focused on the black tea in front of him, but in fact, his mind had already drifted to other places. He thought of the signature he had requested the day before yesterday. The vague writing on it seemed to imply that his secret was about to be revealed. Conan felt uneasy: "I won't let Xiaolan find out that I have become smaller, right?"

While lost in his thoughts, Conan suddenly felt someone's eyes lingering on him. He turned his head quickly and saw Officer Shiratori looking at him with a smile, his eyes seemed to be full of friendly banter. Conan was stunned for a moment, then relieved, realizing that it was Officer Shiratori he had just met. He exhaled gently, and at the same time sighed in his heart that he had indeed been too sensitive recently.

At this moment, Siluov Chenyev from the embassy stood up. He observed quietly for a while, obviously tired of these daily nonsense. His voice had a slight Russian accent and was direct: "When can we see Romanov's treasure? I hope our time is not here to listen to a discussion about self-defense."

Gan Jiangyi followed closely behind, his eyes flashing with desire for the artwork, and he could hardly wait: "Yes, we are all looking forward to this opportunity, and hope there won't be any further delays."

At this time, Natsumi stood up, her posture was elegant and calm, and she bowed lightly to all the guests present: "Please wait a moment, there seems to be a problem with the lighting system of the castle, and certain areas cannot be illuminated. So please take a rest for a while, and we will take you to visit again after it is repaired."

As Natsumi bowed respectfully, the air in the venue seemed to freeze. Under her elegant figure, people's dissatisfaction and anxiety gradually subsided.

In this way, everyone sat down in their respective seats, chatting while waiting, and talked freely about their views on this place. At this time, Kaito also gave his own views on why this Russian castle has a German style.

Natsumi Kasaka frowned slightly when she heard Officer Shiratori's question. Although as the hostess, she was extremely familiar with every corner of the castle, this question seemed to be an untouched answer. She tried to recall the history of the castle, but she could only hide her confusion with an elegant smile.

Ten minutes later, the power was finally restored, the lights began to turn on, and the ancient castle once again glowed with the brilliance of life. The butler waited in an almost solemn manner, indicating to the guests that they could begin their visit.

The interior decoration of the villa exudes luxury and sophistication. The fireplace in the back hall is carved with intricate patterns, and the chandelier in the central area shines brightly. Every decoration reveals the wealth and taste accumulated by the owner's family for generations. Magnificent murals, mysterious weapons, ancient books, various works of art...each of them seems to be silently telling stories of the past.

The tour inside the castle gradually started. Everyone walked through the corridor and entered each luxuriously decorated room. Every step they took seemed to delve deeper into the history and secrets of the family. Everyone showed great interest in every exhibit, especially Siluov Chenyev’s eyes almost melted when he looked at the treasures of the Romanov dynasty, while the butler explained it like a knowledgeable Members will tell you the origin and story of each collection in detail.

At this moment, Gan Jiangyi quietly left everyone on the excuse of going to the toilet. Fujiwara turned around and watched his back disappear around the corner of the corridor. He frowned slightly, knowing in his heart that this old fox was not just going to relieve himself. He had heard of Gan Jiangyi's reputation for a long time, and those gems that sparkled in the dark undoubtedly had a fatal attraction for him. However, Fujiwara did not say anything about his speculation. He did not want to cause unnecessary confusion at this time.

In my memory, this old man was caught in a prepared trap while stealing gems, so even if he did nothing, he would suffer a lot.

(End of this chapter)