How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police

After Xin Haikong realized the problem with Murakami Masaki, the other party's acting skills seemed very immature to him.

He re-examined Murakami Masaki, he didn't have a particularly evil aura, and he didn't look like he had supernatural powers, so he could completely rule out the suspicion of the port mafia or the armed detective agency, and even his life experience had nothing to do with Yokohama. .

Like him, Masaki Murakami was born in the self-employed group and graduated from Waseda University. He has a brilliant life experience and is a typical Miyoshi student. He doesn't have the foundation of a winery like Xin Haikong, such a policeman with a bright future, why is he under the control of Dazai Osamu?

What did Osamu Dazai rely on to control this person?

money? Dazai may not make as much money as the police.

coercion? Murakami did not seem to be threatened by force.

After thinking about it, the only possibility is that Masaki Murakami has the handle in the hands of Osamu Dazai. So since Dazai Osamu can use the handle to grasp Murakami Masaki, why can't he Xin Haikong?

It only takes a few specious hints to make the other party mistakenly think that he has grasped his handle, and the other party will not act rashly.

As for what the handle is, sorry, he is still investigating.

Xin Haikong encircled Murakami, the other party was shorter than him, and it was not difficult to lift his shoulders.

Although he knew that Toru Amuro would probably not dare to contact Masaki Murakami directly, it was better to keep people by his side just in case.

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"Ah—how could it be! Noriko was fine when she went out! How could this be! I don't believe it!"

A woman in her forties sat collapsed on the ground, her face was full of tears, her delicate makeup was washed away in a mess, and the pair of earrings on her ear was also thrown off in a violent movement.

"Mrs. Aihara, can you calm down first, let's finish the rest of the transcript first."

The woman still looked like the sky was broken, completely ignoring the call of the police on the side.

In desperation, the young policewoman turned to the dumb man beside him. The man's temples were already dyed silver, and his reaction was obviously much calmer than his wife's. At this time, his gray-black eyes stared blankly ahead.

"Mr. Aihara, do you remember what time the deceased went out?"

"What dead man! Don't talk nonsense! How could Noriko die!" The woman interrupted the policewoman's questioning, standing up and looking at the policewoman angrily.

"Uh, sorry, I meant Miss Noriko Aihara..."

As soon as Xin Haikong and his party stepped into the gate, they witnessed a big play in the interrogation room.

"It's the family of the deceased. Officer Tachibana just found it. They came to claim the body of the deceased." The Otaki Police Department explained helplessly, "They are a little excited."

Heiji Hattori, who was beside him, suddenly stopped, turned his head and stared at the direction of the interrogation room without moving.

"Have you met someone you know?" Yuan Shan and Ye Zai asked strangely.

Hattori widened his eyes in surprise, stepped forward quickly, faced the middle-aged man, and called out, "Mr. Aihara?"

"Huh? Aihara-sensei?" Yuan Shan and Ye followed the probe and looked at the man, their eyes also fixed on the man.

Hearing the words, the other party raised his head and looked over for a long time, and he saw Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha in the crowd.

"Do you know each other?"

Xin Haikong followed Hattori towards the interrogation room, turning to ask Yuan Shan and Ye.

The girl took hurried steps, her green eyes filled with worry.

"Mr. Aihara is a teacher in the junior high school of our Kaifang Academy. He was the one who taught us art back then. I didn't expect the accident to be the daughter of Aihara-sensei?"

Kaifang Academy, junior high school?

"Aihara-sensei, it turned out that the accident happened..." Hattori had already run up to him, and out of courtesy and sympathy, he asked somewhat implicitly.

The middle-aged man sitting over there looked at them dully, stood up slowly, and said:

"Hatbu, Toyama, you are here too. Yes, I remember your fathers seem to be policemen."

A gleam of light flashed from his deadly eyes, he grabbed Hattori's hands, and knelt down, "Hatto, please, please, please!"

There was trembling and uncontrollable hope in his voice.

"Noriko is always so good, she never complains, how could it be so sudden! You must help me find out what's going on!"

The usually dignified and calm person suddenly collapsed, but instead aroused the sympathy of others.

Hattori Heiji, who has always been carefree, didn't know what to say. He tried to support Aihara-sensei with his hands and half-bent his knees. The green eyes of Yuanshan and Yehu, who were standing beside him, were also soaked with tears. Mrs. Aihara weeping aside.

The scene was getting out of hand.

The female police officer who was asking the question looked blankly at the Otaki Police Department with an expression she didn't know what to do.

"Officer Tachibana, go and get some more pens, and give this record to the Shinkai police officer first." The Otaki police department impliedly asked the female police officer to step aside.

Xin Haikong moved to the side of the interrogation, he pulled the hem of Hattori Heiji's clothes, and motioned for the other party to sit down as well.

Now that the family members of the deceased are in such a bad mood, Hattori Heiji and Toyama and Ye can comfort them a little.

With Yuan Shan, Ye and Ma Lilan's thoughtful comfort, Aihara and his wife finally calmed down a little, and Xin Haikong's inquiry could finally begin.

He just quickly browsed the information about the deceased Aihara Noriko Aihara found by the police on the side, and at this time, he directly asked the question.

"Miss Aihara Kiko has been staying in Kyoto until now, has she just returned to Osaka recently?"

"Yes, New Year's Eve is coming soon. Noriko simply took her annual leave and came back to accompany us."

"Last night, when was the last time you saw Miss Noriko?"

"Last night around seven o'clock," Mr. Aihara looked down and thought, "She was wearing very thin clothes and was about to run out. I caught up and added a coat to her, and asked her why she ran out so late. In the end, she said it was a former friend who asked her to hang out."

"Coat?" Xin Haikong had a strange look on his face, turning his head to look at Hattori.

The other party stammered, "I remember that Miss Noriko has only a snow-white skirt, no coat, and no mobile phone or wallet—"

"Impossible, she was holding the phone in her hand at the time, and I watched her put on the coat!" Aihara-sensei retorted a little excitedly.

Apparently, both the phone and the coat were taken by the killer. There are clues above.

"Okay, let's put this aside for now, we can start with 'former friends', who asked Aihara Kiko to go out." Xin Haikong put the question back on track, "Aihara Kiko's elementary school was in Osaka. Yes, she went to Kyoto after junior high school and never came back, so she probably doesn't have many friends in Osaka."

Aihara-sensei's expression changed and he nodded.

"Okay, let's check Aihara Noriko's circle of friends first." Xin Haikong looked sideways at the Otaki Police Department, and the result was that Officer Tachibana responded eloquently and rushed out.

"In addition, Aihara-sensei, I have a question." Xin Haikong stared at the middle-aged man directly opposite, "Aihara-sensei is a teacher in the middle of Kaifang Academy?"

Aihara nodded, not knowing.

"Aihara Kiko's elementary school was in Osaka, and the two of you have been staying in Osaka. Aihara-sensei, you are still a teacher. Generally speaking, wouldn't it be good for Kiko to study at Kaifang Academy nearby? Why did you go to Kyoto? "

Aihara-sensei's lips trembled unnaturally, but he didn't say anything. Several people who have been watching him have noticed this.

On the contrary, Mrs. Aihara, who had just recovered, answered Xin Haikong's question.

"Noriko was originally studying in a different school, but it was only less than a month after she entered middle school, she ran back to me and told me she didn't want to study there any more, and asked her why, but she still refused to say, we had no choice, just Help her transfer to Kyoto. Her aunt's family is there, and she can help take care of it at ordinary times."

With Mrs. Aihara's explanation, Aihara-sensei's face became more and more difficult to look at.

"Okay, then it's all right." As if nothing unusual was found, Xin Haikong raised his hand and sent the Aihara couple away.

Yuan Shan, Ye and Mao Lilan followed the two girls out to take care of them, and there were only a few big men left in the small interrogation room.

"That teacher, he was just so strange!"

Conan looked up at Xin Haikong, wanting to see if the Xinhai police officer paid attention to this.

Xin Haikong leaned back on the seat and turned the pen in his hand.

"More than strange, there must be something wrong with Aihara-sensei."

"Impossible, Aihara-sensei is a very gentle teacher. When he taught us art, he did his best. How could someone like him kill his own daughter!" Hattori Heiji retorted excitedly, but in exchange for two big and one small Three full pairs of white eyes.

Conan sneered unceremoniously, and Toru Amuro also curved the corners of his mouth.

"Who said that Aihara killed his daughter... I mean, there should be a secret about his daughter Aihara Noriko's transfer back then." Xin Haikong put the document in his hand on the table, and pointed his finger directly at one of the lines.

"Aihara Noriko's file has no trace of studying at Kaifang Academy, and her mother just said that she did study in it for a month. Even if she transfers later, the record of student status should be left, how can it be? None?"

"Xinhai police officer, do you mean that part of her student registration record has been deleted?"

"I think it's not just Aihara Noriko, but the Otaki Police Department. You said before that no matter how much you searched for each other, you couldn't find any connection between the deceased, but in fact, they are coincidentally similar in many ways."

Xin Haikong took out the paper he had recorded before, drew a form on it, and filled in the names of the four deceased.

"Yawa Tomoko is from Osaka, and her occupation is an original painter. Sakutsu Hitomi came from Kanagawa, and her occupation is an art teacher. On the other hand, Tomoko came from Tokyo and her occupation is an interior designer. And the last one, Aihara Kiko, came from Kyoto, Occupation is an ordinary clerk, but her father is an art teacher."

Shinkai used a black marker pen to circle the word "art" on the white paper.

Hattori stood aside, his eyes widened.

"What they have in common is art?!"