Conan: I'm really not the mastermind behind the scenes

Chapter 67 The beginning of a kidnapping case

Thursday morning.

No. 3, Acupo 4-chome 21, Kawajiri's house.

The current Mrs. Kawajiri opened her eyes on the huge double bed.She yawned and sat up, stretched, and saw the bright sunshine that filtered through the window and fell all over the floor.

"It's a nice day."

She patted the only pillow on the bed happily, got out of bed and went to the bathroom in the bedroom to wash up. Then she opened the closet and thought about what clothes to wear today - this was the first thing she considered after getting up every day.

There are vases and a photo frame on the wardrobe shelf. There is a group photo in the exquisite and fancy frame.

In the photo above, she is standing next to her son who has just entered kindergarten. The mother and son are smiling at the camera together, with no extraneous people in the frame.

Mrs. Kawajiri picked out a set of high-end women's clothes that had been custom-made not long ago and planned to go downstairs for dinner.As soon as she opened the door, she saw that another bedroom door not far away was also opened.

A young man wearing a high school uniform came out with a schoolbag. The two looked at each other. The young man looked away in disgust and walked towards the stairs without even saying a basic greeting.

"Tsk..."

Mrs. Kawajiri snorted dissatisfiedly at his back.

……

When she married the old man, he already had a child with his previous wife.

She had never cared about his surname. She only knew that he was married into the Kawajiri family.Former Deputy Chief Cabinet Secretary Tadayuki Kawajiri only had two daughters. He married the eldest of them and changed his surname to Kawajiri.

Japan has a son-in-law and son-in-law system. After the death of a daughter, the son-in-law can remarry, and the woman who marries later will bear the surname of her husband, that is, the original wife.

Mrs. Kawajiri doesn't care about her last name, she cares about her property.

Congressman Kawajiri was caught for corruption, and his family paid a large fine, but they still had a lot of property left by the previous generation of the Kawajiri family.

However, under the pressure of Mrs. Maekawajiri's sister, another Miss Kawajiri who is still unmarried, the heir to the property is her nephew, and she only has a little treasure.

No one likes a spoiler left by their spouse's ex, especially when that spoiler got so much - this makes the current Mrs. Kawajiri furious every second she sees him.

Mrs. Kawajiri had evil thoughts in her heart more than once, and even actually looked for a killer, but she never had the courage to actually take action.

She came to the dining room, and the annoying oil bottle had already started eating. She chose a seat far away from him, and the accustomed servant served her breakfast.

The news was playing on the TV, and Mrs. Kawajiri listened. It was about the school bomb case and the disappearance of two teenagers that happened in Minato-ku, Tokyo the day before yesterday.

She put down the black tea cup, raised her head and asked the servant waiting beside her: "Where is Tanaka?"

Mrs. Kawajiri doesn't like this housekeeper who has worked for the Kawajiri family for 30 years. He is more loyal to his predecessor and is usually more protective of him, both covertly and covertly.

"Butler Tanaka won't be back until noon tomorrow." The servant answered truthfully.

"Oh……"

Mrs. Kawajiri responded and continued to watch the news.After talking about the two cases that were solved safely, what follows are some murder cases.

There are so many people dying in Japan every day, how great would it be if her stepson became one of them?
She sighed and prayed in her heart. At this moment, she heard a familiar sound of footsteps, along with a small figure rushing into the dining room.

"Mom, I'm hungry!"

Mrs. Kawajiri's face softened instantly.

She hugged her precious son, kissed him twice on the face, and called the servant to quickly bring her son's favorite breakfast.

"Gala--"

There was a shrill dragging sound of the chair, and the oil bottle in the distance stood up. Without looking at them, he directly picked up the schoolbag next to him.

"I'm going to school."

Mrs. Kawajiri was unhappy when she heard his cold tone. The ignorant baby in her arms shouted loudly: "Brother, please pay attention to safety on the road!"

Tuoyouping looked back at them, said nothing, and left quickly.

Seeing him walking away, Mrs. Kawajiri spanked her son's butt hard and said with a straight face: "There is no need to be so close to him."

After breakfast, her son also went to school.In order to collect more money from the Kawajiri family, she sent her son to the best private school nearby, and there was a special shuttle bus to pick him up every morning.

At eight o'clock, the shuttle bus arrived on time. Mrs. Kawajiri watched her son get on the bus happily with a small satchel on his back, and returned to the huge mansion in a happy mood.

When passing by the corridor, she saw the chef who had gone outside to take out the garbage and told her casually: "Let's prepare a French dinner for noon today. I want to eat the foie gras from last time."

"Ok."

Mrs. Kawajiri was about to turn around and leave when she heard the chef's voice behind her: "Um, ma'am..."

"What's wrong?" She turned around strangely.

"Recently, some of our servants seem to have been followed by someone when they were out..."

"?!"

Mrs. Kawajiri was stunned by the chef's words, and a chill suddenly exploded on her scalp.

"...I felt this way myself, but only once. When I went out the next day, I made sure to be careful and asked another person to follow me from a distance. I didn't see any stalkers."

After listening to what he said, Mrs. Kawajiri calmed down and tried to keep a serious expression: "I understand. You go back to work first. Be careful lately."

"Okay." The chef nodded and left.

Mrs. Kawajiri watched his back go away, and the inexplicable uneasiness in her heart did not dissipate.

She quickly drove all the servants to the first floor, and then entered the study alone on the second floor - the room where her husband worked before he was arrested.

The study has remained as it was before he left. Only the servants clean it regularly. Books, computers, and documents that have not been taken away by the Special Investigation Department are all placed in their original places.

Old husbands and young wives, most of them are interested in wealth and sex, that's how they are.He usually wouldn't talk to her about work, and she just wanted to be a wife like a delicate vase.

But even so, when she lives here and gets along with such a man who is contaminated with certain things, she will still accidentally see some... scenes that should not be exposed to the public.

Thinking of the man in black who appeared at home that day and the look in his eyes, Mrs. Kawajiri's body shook uncontrollably.

"Ring Ling—"

At this moment, the phone in the study room suddenly rang.

Mrs. Kawajiri, who was already scared, screamed in fright. When she finished screaming, she realized that it was just the phone ringing.

"Madam! What happened?!"

Outside, she heard the shouting and was worried about the servant who ran up and knocked on the door. Mrs. Kawajiri took a deep breath and tried to say in a normal voice: "It's okay. You can continue to work."

It wasn't until she heard the servants outside dispersing that she walked towards the phone that was still ringing.

She mustered up her courage and finally picked up the receiver: "...Hello, this is the Kawajiri family. May I ask who you are..."

"Your son is in my hands."

Opposite was a rough male voice with a Kansai accent.

"?!!"

Mrs. Kawajiri's eyes widened, and boundless fear grew in her heart. She screamed: "What? What did you say?! I saw him getting on the stroller in the kindergarten. How could it be possible-"

"It's the big one."

big……?
... Was her stepson kidnapped?
"Before 12 noon tomorrow, prepare 10 billion yen and put all the money in a woven travel bag. As for where to pay, I will tell you tomorrow."

"Don't call the police. I've tied him up in a warehouse and placed a bomb next to him. If you don't pay or call the police secretly, he will be blown to pieces."

Mrs. Kawajiri listened blankly.

The fear in her heart had quietly dissipated long ago.The transparent window behind the phone reflected her face at this time.

——She looked at the window, her eyes full of ecstasy, and the corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably.

　This case refers to the fourth case in "The Alphabet Mystery".

　　
　
(End of this chapter)