Chapter 288 Ms. Irene, Coming From Behind

After hearing what Haihara Ai said, Conan immediately took out a piece of paper. He drew the layout of the entire house and connected the original locations of the items in order.

Eventually those lines converged into one point - the chandelier!

I don't know what Conan did, but a set of wooden stairs suddenly fell from the ceiling in the room upstairs, opening the way to the attic.

Dr. A Li opened his mouth in astonishment: "I heard that Uncle Risuke likes mechanical devices, but I didn't expect that he actually made such a secret room!"

The children were the most excited. They jumped up to the attic. Nobushige wanted to remind them to use a match to test the oxygen concentration, but he didn't have time.

For example, deep wells, basements, or secret rooms that have not been used for a long time, it is very important to test the oxygen concentration and whether there is poisonous gas before entering. In comparison, although the attic may be airtight, it is still better than other places.

Dr. A Li opened the attic window, and fresh air rushed into the cramped space, making people's minds clearer.

Under the light, the figure lying on the table suddenly became much clearer.

Although he was wearing clothes and his hair was still firmly covering it, what was hidden beneath these were dry bones.

"W-who is this?"

Faced with such horrific scenes, the children of the Teen Detective Team can still maintain a certain level of calm.

"Edogawa-san once said that there is an old man with very skillful hands hiding in this villa." Haibara Ai affirmed, "He must have carved the patterns on the coins and utensils!"

"But how does he know this room? Logically speaking, only my uncle and aunt should know this room, right?"

Nobuhiro pointed at the letter pressed by the dead bones and guessed: "Your aunt probably told him. After your uncle passed away, she was the one who allowed this person to live here."

"Doesn't he have somewhere to go?"

"He was trying to avoid someone." Haibara Ai turned over a template of a twenty-dollar bill before Conan and handed it to Dr. Ali. "That person forced him to make counterfeit money. Maybe it was due to conscience or other reasons that made him Hiding here. He died while writing a thank-you note to your aunt, possibly from a heart attack."

Dr. Ari suddenly realized: "My aunt once said that someone often looked through her mailbox. If so, the stranger who looked through her mailbox should be the same person who forced him to make counterfeit currency!"

Conan, who had his lines stolen by Haihara Ai, could only silently add: "He should also be the one who destroyed the toys."

"boom--"

Suddenly there was the sound of a huge heavy object falling to the ground from below the attic, which seemed to be accompanied by someone's scream.

Conan looked back in confusion and saw Nobuhiro covering his mouth and nose in surprise, looking innocent:

"Sorry, sorry, I just wanted to try out what this handle is for, and I didn't expect it to raise the ladder."

Conan: "..."

A big drop of cold sweat hung on Conan's temple.

"Did someone fall down just now?" Haibara Ai asked while looking around, "Strange, we are not short of people...ah! Is it the guy who destroyed the toy??"

As soon as she finished speaking, Conan had already rushed to Nobuhiro's side. Due to the height of an elementary school student, he had to jump up to turn the handle and lower the stairs.

The scene below is really too miserable.

The floor of the villa itself was much higher than that of the apartment. In addition, when the person was about to climb up to the attic, he was suddenly shaken down by the shaking stairs and fell down.

Out of habit, Nobuhiro walked up to the man when Conan went down the stairs and searched him all over. As a result, a pistol was actually found with several bullets inside.

Conan gasped: "He actually has a gun??"

Although shocked, Conan skillfully found the rope and tied the man tightly.

Dr. A Li and the children of the Junior Detective Team also walked down at this time.

Haibara Ai took a serious look at the gangster who was about to be tied into a meat dumpling, and asked softly: "Are you Mr. Noriaki Okuda? And the man hiding in the attic should have painted Mr. Kurisuke and Ms. Taeko. That painter.”

Okuda Noriaki was hurt all over by the fall just now. He glared at Haibara Ai: "How do you know my name?!"

"The letter made it very clear. He didn't want Noriaki Okuda to take away his artwork, so he hid in the attic." Haibara Ai's expression softened a little. She looked at Dr. Agasa and asked, " Doctor, where is Ms. Stator now? I think the painter left something for her."

Dr. Ali sighed slightly and said with great regret: "My aunt just passed away last year. She was seventy-six years old, but she never married."

"Really?" Haiyuan Ai was in a daze for a moment, "Then let the artwork stay here forever."

Conan said carelessly: "But here..." It will be demolished soon.

The rest of his words were not spoken, because Mr. Asano was looking at him with that gentle and peaceful look. Conan felt a cold air hit his brain, and his subconscious avoidance of danger made him shut up instantly.

…

Since the body was found, the police didn't bother anymore. Just two hours later, the police arrested Ao Tianlunming on charges of manufacturing counterfeit money and criminal trespassing.

On the way back, the children in Dr. A Li's car were chattering excitedly. However, the atmosphere on Nobuhiro's side seemed a little strange.

Conan's upper and lower eyelids had begun to fight, while Haihara Ai looked out the window quietly without saying a word.

"What's wrong, Xiao Ai?" Xinfan noticed something was wrong and asked.

Haihara Ai shook her head slightly when she heard his voice, and replied very obediently: "Ms. Tingzi is really beautiful."

Conan's half-moon eyes: "So you were silent just now because you were still immersed in the beauty of Tadako Agasa and couldn't extricate yourself?"

"It's not like I'm immersed in her beauty..." Haiyuan Ai hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "I always feel that Ms. Dingzi in the painting gives me a very familiar feeling. Have I known her before?"

"How could you possibly know her?" Conan retorted without even thinking, "Dr. Agasa hasn't seen Tadako Agasa since his uncle died fifty years ago. How could you, a six-year-old child, know her?"

Haibara Ai immediately frowned and refuted: "Edogawa-san, you are only six years old!"

She just hated the sense of superiority that Edogawa Conan revealed intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was the only one who was different.

Conan froze for a moment, turned away and stopped talking.

He doesn't care about children.