Conan's first love is a profiler

Chapter 24 The father who disappeared for seven years

Seven years ago, Imura Xianghui's father disappeared. When he reported the case, the police said that he had run away from home.Today, seven years later, Imura Xianghui found the police again, but was told that the case was already seven years ago, so it was not accepted.

Her mother stayed at home all the time, and the house was dilapidated, and she was reluctant to move away, and had fantasies.Maybe one day, my husband will come back suddenly.

Now, Imura Xianghui is about to get married, and she is a little worried that only her mother will be left in the family.Then I thought, whether I can find my father, whether it is life or death, at least don't let my mother wait so hopelessly.

"Should I praise you for your persistence in the disappearance case seven years ago? Or should I say you are stupid?" Qinghai Chuantang asked while sorting out the books, "How old were you when you disappeared?"

"43 is old."

"That's running away from home. What about the usage records?"

"The phone number, bank card, entry and exit records, etc. are not displayed."

"That means it doesn't exist in the world. It's either suicide or homicide."

The corner of Conan's mouth twitched, "Aren't you a profiler? Logically speaking, it should be the same as before, and you should be clear about your height, age, occupation, etc. If you infer this way, I won't use it to find you anymore .”

Qinghai Chuantang stopped what he was doing, looked at him, and felt a little funny: "Do you think I am a prophet or a fortune teller? That's all the known conditions you gave, and I will give you a few pieces of any puzzle you have seen to make you blind." fiddling with?"

As she spoke, she got up and sat on a chair beside her, took out her notebook and pen, and doodled on it.

"There was a case where a husband and wife had a quarrel, during which the husband strangled his wife's neck with both hands, causing her to die of mechanical suffocation. When the husband found that the wife was not breathing, he took out a sheet from the closet and wrapped the wife His body was wrapped, put in a freezer, and hidden for three months."

"If it is assumed that Miss Xianghui's mother also killed her husband because of a dispute, and then hid him. Then the absence of traces for the past seven years can be explained? Of course, I will have the reason for this inference , because a person would rather stay in a dilapidated house than move out, there must be something strange in it.”

Qinghai Chuantang stopped writing, and there was an empty room in the notebook, in which stood a woman who seemed to be waiting for something.

She looked at Conan, "You don't mean to say, maybe it's nostalgia, and you don't want to believe that your husband is not in this world, so you want to wait forever?"

Although such scenarios are indeed common in romance novels.

Conan sneered: "No."

In fact, I was thinking in my heart: This guy can't read minds, right?
"By the way, if you're interested, why don't you go and solve the case yourself? It's a waste of time for you to stay here with me."

With that said, Qinghai Chuantang took down a book from the bookshelf, titled "To what extent do the rocket's screws need to be tightened".

"And this kind of thing, just leave it to the police. You, a child, don't get involved. Sometimes, the identity of a detective is not as at ease as the police. So my suggestion is that you can go to Police Officer Takagi .”

The disappearance case has always been handled by the Special Criminal Investigation Division [-], while Takagi belongs to the [-]st Investigation Division, the Forced Criminal Investigation Division [-], which is completely beyond the authority.

Conan was silent for a while, "I feel that you are abetting a crime."

Qinghai Chuantang let out an annoyed "hum".

"Do you have a license to practice anesthesiology? Do you have a radio license? Breaking into private houses, pretending to be a policeman. Although you are now seven years old, you can exempt from criminal responsibility. But don't forget, even after a person becomes smaller, DNA still has his Fingerprints will not change, as long as you compare them, you can know who you are. A 17-year-old boy has reached the age for sentencing."

Knowing that what he said was a bit too heavy and could easily hurt the young heart of the other party, so Qinghai Chuantang sighed, put a hand on his shoulder, and said earnestly: "There are many things that have not been decided. If you Follow certain rules, and you may never be able to catch up with the progress bar. Sometimes, certain means are necessary, as long as they don’t hurt other people and cause no serious consequences, they are all advisable.”

"You know, even Sherlock Holmes can't achieve absolute justice. As long as what you do in your heart is what you insist on, you don't have to care about other people's opinions, because everyone has different standards for measuring good and evil. "

Since he was a child, he has been the proud son of heaven, and it can be said that his journey has been smooth when he grows up. No one has ever preached to him like this.

With the encouragement and training of his parents, he became a high school student detective when he was only in high school. He often made headlines in various media and was hailed by the public as "the savior of the Japanese police".

Qinghai Chuantang's words undoubtedly dampened his spirit.

Although justice is in my heart, but I have done some illegal things, is it really justice?
Perhaps, it's just some kind of justice that I insist on in my heart.

Conan lowered his head, as if he was savoring these words carefully.

Seeing that the other party didn't answer for a long time, Qinghai Chuantang thought that he had hurt his young heart invisibly, and out of a little guilt, he said, "How about I go with you in this case. There is an adult to accompany, always It is more credible than a child like you are now."

Conan raised his head and showed a bright smile: "Then let's go!"

Only then did Qinghai Chuantang realize that he had been fooled.

"Then do you know where to go?"

This sentence made Conan stop.He paused for a moment, then turned to look at her, and said with some guilt: "I forgot to ask this at the time. And if a child asks someone's address, he might not necessarily tell him."

"You are a typical detective thinking." Qinghai Chuantang put the book back on the shelf, "In this case, you should go to the Metropolitan Police Department. Ask the police who were in charge of the disappearance case at that time. If you can see the file, then Naturally, it’s the best. There are better integrations, so why go far away?”

The corner of Conan's mouth twitched, of course he knew it would be more convenient.It's just that after all, they are not policemen, but ordinary people. To put it mildly, they have the identity of a "detective", but in essence, they are just ordinary people, without that authority.

"Is there anything you can do?"

Qinghai Chuantang pretended to be mysterious and said, "Maybe there are."

Hypnosis is a kind of psychological suggestion, as long as the other party is mistakenly believed to be one of us.

As for illusion?

After returning from that day, the hands on her watch never moved again.It's not because it's broken, but the punishment for exploiting loopholes, just like the loopholes in some games, as long as they are discovered, it's normal to seal them for 3 or 5 years.

"No. 7, No. 12 Street, Yuanrong Road."

As he said that, Qinghai Chuantang handed him a note. The handwriting on it was vigorous and powerful, and it looked like it was written by someone else.

"I didn't expect the police officer in western Sichuan to be very enthusiastic. Seeing someone so helpful, he can be called a model of three good citizens, so he told me the address without hesitation."

Conan stared at her speechlessly: The ones in front were actually added by yourself, right?
"Then how do we gain the other party's trust?"

If you take the initiative to inquire at the door and show that you are a detective, you will only be alerted by the other party. Therefore, in this case, the police have far more advantages than the detectives. Of course, this is also the case most of the time. After all, they also have corresponding rights.

Detectives, on the other hand, lack this advantage.

Therefore, even when he was still Kudo Shinichi, when facing some cases, the police must be present to proceed smoothly.

Qinghai Chuantang looked at him, fell silent for a while, and asked, "Can you lie?"

"what?"

Conan was a little unresponsive.

A means must be exercised in order to achieve a certain end, the most common being lying.

Qinghai Chuantang claimed to be a member of the special investigation and search team, while Conan was a special assistant.Although he looks young, he has an IQ 20 more than Da Vinci.

For Conan, Kae Imura has an impression.She thought it was just the curiosity of an ordinary child, but she didn't expect the self-understanding, coupled with hypnotic suggestion, she didn't have the slightest doubt.

In the courtyard, there is a cherry tree, which is in full bloom.

The wooden tables and chairs placed on the lawn tell the passage of time.

After entering the room and sitting down, Rinka Imura brought juice for the two of them.

"I think he will come back."

Her expression is very serious.

"Mom, it's been seven years."

If a person wanted to come back, he should have come back long ago.

Like her mother, she had waited too long for him.

The whole person seemed to disappear suddenly, even too suddenly, and he didn't even say hello when he left.

I don't know how long I have to wait.

"Your father will definitely come back." She seemed to have some kind of obsession, "After all, he is a family man."

"When you disappeared, was there anything special?"

Rinka Imura thought about it, then shook her head.

"Is there any grudges with others, or accidents?"

Imura Rinka still shook her head, "My husband doesn't drink, and he can't even drive. And he has a good temper and has never quarreled with anyone."

It sounds like a good Mr. role.

After that, Imura Xianghui took them to the warehouse, where many things were piled up, which was quite old-fashioned.

"These are all my father's things, and they are all put here. My mother thinks that he will definitely come back, and some of them were bought together by them, and they are reluctant to throw them away. There are still two pillows on her bed, as if my father still At home."

"Do you remember what happened when your father disappeared?"

"I didn't go to school locally at the time, so I don't know much about it. It was my mother who called and told me that my father hadn't come home after going out for a long time."

There is nothing special about the things in the house.

It seems that we have to continue to look for a breakthrough.

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