Chapter 1974: The Lucky Cat Incident

Saturday, August 11, afternoon.

Braving the high temperature in the summer afternoon, Conan and Haibara walked along the street looking for the owner of the kitten.

After asking all the way, finally, the owner himself appeared, a frail young man wearing glasses.

The young owner of the roadside coffee shop saw the kitten in Huiyuan's arms through the glass, and hurried out to meet the kitten.

The shop owner hugged the kitten and said gratefully: "Thank you so much. This is my cat. It just disappeared suddenly. I have been looking for it for a long time."

Huiyuan said: "We found it on a tree. Its right paw was slightly injured and bleeding. Remember to go to the pet hospital for an injection to prevent infection."

"Ah? Oh oh." The store owner discovered that there was a handkerchief on the kitten's feet.

"You're so lenient." Conan said to Haibara angrily, and then asked, "Hey, where is that person?"

Haibara said: "I saw him on this street before, and he was buying cigarettes from the vending machine over there."

Conan had a toothache, "What about now?"

"Nonsense, how could I know." Huiyuan said irresponsibly.

Conan tapped Huiyuan with his finger, he was so angry that he was hurt internally, he was speechless.

The store owner said: "By the way, as a thank you, please come to my store and have some iced drinks."

Haibara and Conan looked at each other and went in together. It was too hot, and it was delayed for so long anyway, so they didn't care about a few more minutes.

However, when they entered the door, the two of them froze, the familiar noise, the voice of Mori Kogoro, his blood was boiling.

"Yes, yes, whip! Give me a whip! Go! Go! Go!"

The store owner apologized: "I'm sorry to bother you, I'll ask him to be lighter."

"No need." Conan walked into the store and saw Maori standing on the innermost booth, jumping and riding a horse.

"Hey, your daughter asked you to go home and clean up." Huiyuan said with a smile.

Maori was stunned immediately, and fell down from his seat.

Fortunately, I fell on the seat and didn't fall on the ground. If I fell on the ground, I might be injured.

"Customer, are you okay?" The shop owner hurried over and helped Mao Li up.

Mao Li got up and asked, "I said, why are you two little devils here?"

Huiyuan chuckled, "I'm passing by to buy soy sauce."

"I came out to help Sister Lan buy cleaning supplies," Conan said angrily, "Uncle, you have something to do, so you're here to race horses?"

"Ah, that..." Maori was at a loss for words.

At this moment, a woman in her fifties or sixties ran in with a panicked expression, "Boss, something happened to Mr. Yansan, come quickly."

The store owner stepped forward, "Mr. Kanemaru? What happened?"

"Ha, isn't the matter here?" Maori walked over to the shop owner, "Hello, I am the famous detective Maori Kogoro, what can I do for you?"

Haibara smiled lightly at Conan, "Your guy is really cunning."

Conan didn't speak, because he noticed that the face of the shop owner behind Mao Li suddenly became worried, just when Mao Li reported his name to the aunt.

The aunt panicked and said: "Ah, Mr. Maori, you want to testify for me. When I found Mr. Kensan, he fell to the ground and seemed to be out of breath. This has nothing to do with me."

Maori was startled, "What? Where is the person?"

"It's in the store opposite." The aunt pointed to the financial house opposite. ...

Jinwan office.

When everyone came over, they saw a bald old man lying face down in a pool of blood on the floor of the living room, motionless among the broken porcelain.

The safe next to him was open and contained some documents and some cash.

The broken porcelain piece looks like a beckoning cat. There are many beckoning cats on the shelves in the room, all of them holding their right paws.

There is an obvious gap in it, which must be the broken lucky cat on the ground.

"Everyone, don't move." Mao Li stepped forward to check and confirmed that the person was dead, then called the Megure Police Department and confirmed that the time of discovery was one thirty-five in the afternoon.

Conan asked his aunt about it. The owner of the coffee shop is Yasushi Ishigami, 35 years old.

Her name is Fumie Imaoka, she is 65 years old, and she is an hourly worker. She comes to clean once every Saturday. She came in at 1:30 in the afternoon as usual, and found the body.

The deceased was named Kanamura Kenzo, aged 65, an elderly man with no relatives.

Housekeeper Fumie Imaoka said: "Mr. Kenzo is the president of this firm, but he is actually the only one in this firm, and he is a usurer."

Huiyuan asked: "Then, collecting these lucky cats with their right paws raised is his hobby."

The housekeeper Fumie Imaoka waved her hand and said, "No, no, it's not his hobby, it's just his greed."

"Greed?" Conan asked.

"It was collected out of greed for money," said housekeeper Fumie Imaoka. "As you can see, all the ones gathered here are beckoning cats raising their right paws."

Haibara said: "I really didn't see the beckoning cat holding its left paw at all."

"Why do you only collect lucky cats with their right paws raised? I used to find it strange, so I asked him." Housekeeper Fumie Imaoka said, "He said that raising the left paw is for attracting people, and raising the right paw is for fortune. .”

Conan wondered: "Is there such a saying?"

"Who knows." Hui Yuan said.

"He said, just recruit money, don't recruit people, and waste tea money." Housekeeper Fumie Imaoka said, "In short, he is a miserly and selfish money-grubber."

Hui Yuan laughed and said: "No one, where did the money come from?"

Conan looked around and found nothing unusual, so he wanted to sneak into the president's office in the inner room,

"Be honest with me, don't run around at the scene." Maori grabbed Conan, threw him out, and threw him into the street.

After Conan's butt fell to the ground, he screamed and got up, rubbing his buttocks non-stop, "Hot..."

Haibara laughed, the temperature on the concrete floor definitely exceeded 50 degrees, maybe more than 60 degrees, it is conceivable that Conan's buttocks are now so hot that it is probably comparable to a monkey's butt. ...

Not long after, the Megure Police Department arrived with Officer Takagi and a large team.

"Police department." Maori saluted.

"You, you've come out to do activities again." Mumu Police Department said weakly.

Mao Li said with a dry smile: "Well, by accident, it's a complete coincidence."

Mumu Police Department sighed, "Speaking of business, what's going on?"

"That's how it is." Mori introduced the coffee shop owner Yasushi Ishigami, housewife Fumie Imaoka, and the deceased Kanamaru Kenzo to the Megure Police Department.

"So that's the case." Mumu Police Department nodded.

At this time, the forensic personnel sent a note, which said 12:30 noon, Chika Murai.

"Police, this must mean that Chika Murai came to visit at 12:30 noon." Mori said, "I think someone should be called."

"That," said shop owner Yasushi Ishigami, "I have seen a fashionable and beautiful lady, she entered this office at around 12:30, and left in a hurry at around 12:40. gone."

Maori said, "Police, we found Kanemaru Kenzo at 1:35 p.m.."

"The time of his death should be more than an hour, just covering the time of Chika Murai's visit."

"Ten minutes is enough to commit a crime."

"Cough," the forensic officer corrected, "Due to the weather, the death time of the deceased is preliminarily determined to be between 11:30 noon and 1:30 pm."

Megure Police Department asked: "Mr. Ishigami, are you sure about the time you saw?"

The owner of the shop, Ishigami Bao, said: "Yes, my coffee shop is just opposite, so I can see it."

The Megure police department ordered: "Okay, Takagi, take Mr. Ishigami back and draw a portrait of Chika Murai."

"That," the housekeeper Fumie Imaoka said, "if it's the borrower, Mr. Kenzo may have a photo here, and the things are in the safe."

So, the forensic personnel went to get the loan documents and asked Ishigami Bao to identify them.

Then, Fumie Imaoka's loan documents were discovered.

Mao Li pondered: "Mumu Police Department, the first person to find the body is often the prisoner."

"Don't talk nonsense," the housekeeper Fumie Imaoka yelled and argued, "I do have a loan, but it's only 300,000 yen."

"And we have an agreement that if I come to help him clean once a week, my interest will be waived."

"I'll be able to pay off the money by the end of the year. What motive do I have to kill him!"

Mao Li was shouted profusely, "Don't get excited, don't get excited, I just doubt, doubt."

Conan said angrily: "Uncle, the loan receipt, this is what she said on her own initiative. If she killed her, she wouldn't say it."

"It's just suspicion," Maori was very dissatisfied with Conan's dismantling. "Everyone who has been in this room is the object of suspicion."

At this time, the coffee shop owner Ishigami Bao found the loan receipt of Murai Chika, with a photo attached to it, a beautiful young lady.

Officer Takagi took photos with his mobile phone and sent them back to the headquarters, explaining the situation.

Not long after, news came that a woman named Chika Murai had surrendered to the airport police at Haneda Airport and was now being escorted back to the headquarters.

The Megure Police Department immediately asked Officer Takagi to greet him, and then said to Mao Li: "It seems that the murderer is undoubtedly Ms. Murai."

Mao Li nodded and said, "It's really dangerous. She must have wanted to escape from the country. Fortunately, her conscience finally found out."

Conan frowned, is this really the case? ...