Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan - Chapter 409

Shiraishi listened for a while and noticed that the girls had been discussing “Uncle Fat” and “Uncle Skeleton”. In the end, I don’t know which math genius took off the topic and started to calculate the average weight of the two uncles. There was no mention of Junko Fujii who crashed the car just now.

Shiraishi recalled the question he had just asked, “Who is the person who kidnapped you”.

Could it be that Junko Fujii is not the kidnapper, but an employee of that fat uncle or uncle skeleton?

The ready-made intelligence source was placed next to him. Shiraishi asked directly when he was confused. He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the police car: “Have you seen that sister with short hair?”

“I’ve seen it! She’s an employee in the store and will bring us candy.”

in the store? Is it Fata’s handicraft workshop… Shiraishi took time to glance at the girls’ expressions, and felt that they were a little lighter than when talking about the uncles before. Several people’s impression of Fujii Junko was obviously better than that of the other two uncles.

But the answer of “I have seen it” is very telling in itself.

After the parents of a group of little girls who were kidnapped and killed, the police will definitely try to review their course of action.

If more than two girls were found to have appeared in what they called the “shop” before they disappeared, the shop owner would definitely be taken seriously and searched.

But until now, the police are still helpless about this case, and Sato has not responded to the logo of the Fata handicraft workshop… This shows that they are probably the Fujii Junko they met after being kidnapped.

Shiraishi thought about it for a while, followed the children’s emotions and asked, “Does she have a good relationship with you?”

A group of children nodded hurriedly: “Sister is very nice, brought me a blanket!”

“I said I wanted to eat sakura dumplings, and she bought it for me.”

“My sister gave me a ball head piercing. I always wanted to pierce it before, but my mother said it was too fancy.”

“Sister is much better than those two uncles.”

“Yeah, she cried when I died. She cried so sadly.”

As soon as the word “death” came out, the girls’ excitement subsided a little, and the car became quiet.

Shiraishi couldn’t help thinking that Junko Fujii even watched the scene of the ticket tearing.

He glanced at the soul who spoke at the end. The girl who was sent to the end by tears looked about the same age as Yoshida Ayumi, about six or seven years old: “After you were torn… sent away, did she have any abnormality?” For example Being threatened by the uncle “not allowed to go out and talk nonsense” and so on…

“No.” The girl shook her head, “Sister is very busy, counting money as usual.”

After a pause, she suddenly remembered something, pursed her lips and smiled shyly: “Her money bag has been replaced by a HelloKitty school bag, the same as my favorite bag… This is your adult’s popular sister outfit. “

“Probably.” Shiraishi pressed the on-board music switch and found a children’s music with a tune similar to Good Luck, and didn’t ask any more questions.

Without him asking questions, the children chatted softly for a while, and each fell silent.

…

Toshin-cho was not far from the car accident site. When I rushed there, it was just after six in the morning, before the working hours of Feitian Handicraft Workshop.

On the way, Officer Sato has been trying to contact Hiro Hiro, but no one answered the phone.

He asked someone to check the address of his home, but found that it was the same as the company’s address. Feitian’s workshop was similar to Maori Kogoro’s building. The company was on the upper and lower floors of the house, saving land and time spent on work.

Junko Fujii sat in the car and never said a word, but when she got there, she took the initiative to confess that she was an employee here, found the key to open the door, and led a few people into the first floor of the company.

Before entering the house, Shiraishi looked at the surrounding layout.

This building happens to be built on a slope. After entering the door, the first floor is the reception and office. There are some samples of costumes and props around, as well as fee manuals. The second floor is the office and residence of Hiro Hiro.

Down below, a basement was built as a warehouse and workshop.

Sato left a few people to watch around, and led them straight to Hiro Feida’s house on the second floor. He politely knocked on the door twice, but no one came to open it.

She secretly tried to twist the doorknob again, but couldn’t open it, the door was locked.

Junko Fujii also followed, leaning on the handrail of the stairs to look at her: “Only President Feita has the key here.”

“Really…” Sato Miwako sighed regretfully.

The search warrant hasn’t been issued yet, and they don’t know anything about the case that happened here at the moment, so it’s not good to break in directly.

But since Junko Fujii helped to open the door, it was always possible to walk around the company.

…

Baishi has also consciously walked around the first floor, but found nothing useful. The first floor is a place where anyone can come in and wander around during working hours, and it is indeed unlikely that there are clues hidden.

He is more interested in the basement here, and I heard that there is also a studio and a factory there.

The basement is different from the front desk, so you can’t go in and out so casually, but fortunately, Shiraishi brought Conan.

As soon as Conan entered the room, he first glanced up at the first floor, and quickly came up with an idea similar to that of Shiraishi.

Originally he wanted to chase Police Officer Sato upstairs, but he heard that the door was locked, and he couldn’t be sure that Boss Feitian didn’t get up. UU read www.uukanshu. If he was away from home, he gave up going upstairs temporarily, planning to wait for the police to open the door before going.

All that’s left is the warehouse basement.

Conan himself was very interested in this kind of place, he swooped down the stairs.

Shiraishi wanted to stop him, but of course he didn’t stop him, so he softly shouted “Don’t run around in other people’s houses”, and followed logically.

At the end of the stairs, there is a locked door in front of you.

Conan fumbled in his pocket, found a paper clip, and straightened it, intending to use the lockpicking skills he learned in Hawaii.

But as soon as he touched the doorknob, he heard the sound of a series of high-heeled shoes on the stairs going from far to near.

The two turned their heads and saw Officer Sato following, Junko Fujii walking behind her, a cigarette in her mouth, and Mars flashing on and off in the dark corridor.

Junko Fujii glanced up at the iron door in front of her, no nonsense. She rummaged through her bag for a while, took out a key, opened the door, bit her cigarette **** and said vaguely, “It’s nothing, just look at it.”

Conan’s eyes stopped on the key in her hand, and the spectacles snapped.

He remembered that Junko Fujii had also taken the key once when he opened the door on the first floor, but at that time, there were obviously several keys, and they were clattering on the key ring with the pendant.

But now the warehouse door, the key is left alone… very suspicious!

The door to the basement was quickly opened.

Given that Junko Fujii didn’t seem to have any plans to escape, Conan temporarily put his doubts to the bottom of his heart and prioritized observing the basement.

He glanced at Shiraishi next to him, and found that Shiraishi had just looked away from Fujii Junko’s bag, guessing that he had also discovered the problem with the key.