Chapter 1243: Painter's event

　　March 22, Saturday, evening, morning in the villa restaurant in Jingshan.
　　 The drunken Maori was awakened and found that the sound was coming from the bedroom. Listen carefully.
　　 "I told you Jiro that you are not allowed to participate in the competition, why your name is on the list of participants!"
　　 "But, teacher, I participated in the project watercolor painting, not ink painting."
"It’s all the same, don’t you understand? When painting to a high level, the only difference is the layout in the painting. What kind of layout determines which painting is the best choice. At that time, only a few strokes are needed. Can show infinite possibilities."
　　 "Teacher, I am still far from that level."
　　 "Of course, but your painting style was deliberately cultivated by me. Do you understand this? Your paintings cannot be hidden from us as judges."
"I……"
　　 "So, you are not allowed to go!"
"is teacher."
　　 Maori shook his head, what on earth is this talking about? Then he poured himself into a drink. ...
　　 The next day, March 23, Sunday, at more than eight o'clock in the morning, outside the villa of Haohe Jingshan.
　　 Yamazaki, Meidaizi, Orchid, Yuanzi, and Conan came to look for Maori to go home. Passing by the bamboo forest, they heard the call of a yellow oriole. The call was very rapid.
　　 Everyone looked around and found that Zaohe Jingshan was standing on the big rock he sat on yesterday with his back to the road.
　　 However, as they approached, everyone found that Zaohe Jingshan had a rope hanging from his neck. He was not standing on a rock, but was hung from the bamboo nearby.
　　 "It's not good, hurry up and save people." Yuanzi called.
　　 "Wait, don't go there, Bamboo has stopped moving, he is already dead." Conan stopped the three.
　　 "Get out of the way, kid, you have to watch it." Mei Daizi pulled Conan away, ran over, and Lan and Yuanzi followed.
　　 "Hey," Conan said to Yamazaki, "Hurry up and stop them."
　　 Yamazaki shrugged and ignored Conan. Instead, he took out his mobile phone and called the police.
　　 Conan rolled his eyes, knowing that someone has passed away, that's the scene, really.
　　 Mei Daizi put down Zaohe Jingshan and found that his clothes were wet and his body was cold.
　　 Mei Daizi touched his neck, "No heartbeat, no body temperature, she is dead."
　　 Yuanzi hurriedly stood a few steps away, "Really, I ran into this kind of thing early in the morning."
　　 "That's right, Dad." Lan hurried to the villa, Yuanzi and Mei Daizi also followed.
　　 Conan raised his triangular eyes, these guys have messed up the scene, are you leaving now?
　　 Maori room.
　　 Lan pulled Maori up from sleep soundly, and when he learned that Zaohe Jingshan had hanged to death, Maori woke up with a sharp spirit.
　　 Back to the scene, Maori shouted, "What's the matter?"
　　 "How do we know," Lan said.
　　 "No, I mean what's going on at the scene?" Maori exclaimed, "Who cut this rope? Why is this body lying on the grass like this..."
　　 "Dad, we don't know he is dead!" Lan called.
　　 "That's right, you can't just watch him hang there!" Yuanzi called.
　　 "Uncle, don't you let us die?" Mei Daizi asked rhetorically.
　　 "It's not like saving people." Maori exclaimed, "If you do it like this, it will cause a lot of trouble in obtaining evidence, don't you understand!"
　　 "What does that have to do with us?" Mei Daizi asked rhetorically.
　　 "Yes, in case he is still alive," Lan said.
　　 "We are doing good deeds." Sonoko said.
　　 "Ah," Maori was a little mad, "You three, let me go outside now, right now!"
　　 "Really, what a fierceness." Lan said angrily.
　　 "Yes." Yuanzi and Mei Daizi agreed.
　　At this time, Kuroki Jiro came from outside carrying something, "Yelling, what happened to this."
　　 Maori stepped forward and said painfully, "Kuroki, the master is dead."
　　 "Wha, what!" Kuroki Jiro's legs were soft, and he staggered. The things in his hands fell on the ground and spilled out, some daily necessities and food.
　　 Yamazaki frowned, there was a problem.
　　 Maori quickly went to support him, "Sorry."
　　 "Really? Maori, you didn't lie to me?" Kuroki grabbed Maori and asked.
　　 "Yes." Maori nodded sadly.
　　 Kuroki Jiro called: "You are talking nonsense, where is the teacher, you take me to see him." Then he rushed into the villa, "Teacher..."
　　 "Oh." Maori sighed.
　　 At this time, the police from the Tomioka Police Station came and sealed off the scene. Soon after, people from the headquarters came.
　　 "Dangdangdang!" The mountain village police officer said happily, "Mr. Maori, it's great to see you."
　　 "Hello." Maori has a headache.
　　 Conan also had some headaches, it was messy enough, plus this guy, this incident is dangerous.
　　 "Ah," the mountain village police officer asked, "So, what is the incident like this time?"
　　 "The scene is in the bamboo forest." Maori said.
on site.
　　 Looking at the body of Sayakawa Jingshan, the mountain village police officer said: "It's strange, I seem to have seen him somewhere."
　　 Maori said irritably: "National Treasure-level ink painting master Sagawa Jingshan."
　　 "Ah!" shouted the mountain village police officer, "Why did you even die?"
　　 "My daughter Lan and the three who found the body." Maori said, and then found that the three were still standing on the road. "What are you still standing there doing, come here."
　　 Yuanzi said angrily: "What the hell, you obviously let us come out, uncle."
　　 "Yes, we did nothing wrong again." Mei Daizi said.
　　 "Dad, really." Lan complained.
　　 Yamazaki shook his head. When a woman is unreasonable, it is absolutely unreasonable. ...
　　 listened to the testimony of the three people, replaced the body with a mattress, and restored part of the scene, but there was no way to restore the footprints.
　　 The mountain village police officer touched his chin and said, "So, now there are two situations, suicide or homicide."
　　 "……" Everyone at the scene was speechless, is this still necessary?
　　 The mountain village police officer reacted, laughed twice, and asked his subordinates to investigate in the villa to see if there were suicide notes or the like.
　　 Soon after, a printed suicide note was sent over.
　　 The mountain village police officer said: "It's printed, it might be disguised."
"No, for the master, it is indeed possible for his suicide note to be printed, and if the master commits suicide, it is not impossible." Maori sighed, and then said that Zaohe Jingshan had become weird due to his physical condition. Happening.
　　 "In other words, because I can no longer paint, I went to a dead end." The mountain village police officer said, "It seems that I committed suicide."
　　 "Mr. Officer, is it possible that it was homicide?" Conan asked.
　　 "If he kills, ah," the mountain village police officer shouted, "the biggest suspect is Mr. Mori!"
　　 "How could it be Dad!" Lan was taken aback.
　　 The mountain village police officer said: "Because when the incident happened, I am afraid that only Mr. Maori was around here."
　　 "Nonsense, I have been sleeping." Maori said angrily.
　　 Mei Daizi said: "Uncle didn't wake up until we found the uncle."
　　 Yuanzi said: "If you want to doubt, you should also doubt this black wood."
"No, no, I went out to buy breakfast." Kuroki Jiro said quickly, and then asked, "By the way, when is the teacher's death, I have a small ticket here to testify for me." Got a small ticket.
The police officer of 　　shan village asked the forensic staff about the time of death and learned that the time of death was probably between 6:30 and 7:30 in the morning.
"Mr. Kuroki, the time on your small ticket is 7:01, and the location of this convenience store is less than five kilometers away from here." The mountain village police officer said, "In other words, you have a lot of time. Commit crimes."
　　 "No, it's impossible." Kuroki Jiro said, "Because I went half-running and half-walking in the morning exercise, it took a long time."
　　 "Morning exercise?" the mountain village police officer asked.
　　 Kuroki Jiro said, "Yes, if you ask people along the way, they should have seen me."
　　 Maori asked: "Then when you left, did you see the master?"
　　 Kuroki Jiro said, "No, and the teacher always wakes up at around seven because of sleeping pills."
　　 Maori said, "That means, the master committed suicide when he got up in the morning because he couldn't think about it."
"But, why does the master wear these wet clothes?" Conan asked, and at the same time he thought, this must be a homicide, because the clothes of the master are all wet, which means that he has been here for a long time. It happened that he took sleeping pills. It was moved here and then killed.
　　 Yuanzi said, "Idiot, it was wet with dew."
　　 Mei Daizi said: "No, at seven o'clock in the morning, the dew should not be so heavy."
　　 "Then what's going on?" Lan asked.
　　 "Ah, I see," said Maori, "someone must have entered the villa after walking in Blackwood, moved the sleeping master here, and then killed the master."
　　 "Uh, uh," said the mountain village police officer, "Mr. Mori, you finally admitted."
　　 "What do I admit, me!" Maori shouted at the mountain village police officer.
　　 wiped off the saliva from his face, the mountain village police officer said: "Mr. Maori, you were in the villa at the time. Besides yourself, who can do what you just said?"
　　 "I said, I am drunk and sleeping." Maori exclaimed, "You can sleep well? Sleep well."
　　 The mountain village police officer said in confusion: "But, a famous detective like you~EbookFREE.me~ shouldn't you open one eye even when you sleep? It's the same in the movies."
　　 "That's a movie!" Maori shouted.
　　Lan smiled and said, "Dad sleeps very heavily."
　　 Yuanzi smiled and said, "The idol is shattered."
　　 Mei Daizi smiled and said, "It's a big hit."
　　 "You three, don't make trouble here." Maori shouted.
　　 "Huh!" Lan, Yuanzi, and Mei Daizi looked away together.
　　 "Ah," Yamazaki changed the subject, "Police officer, how is the footprint investigation? The dew in the morning is on the ground. Every footprint should be clear, right?"
　　 "Footprints." The mountain village police officer asked the forensics staff and learned that in addition to the footprints of Maori, Lan, Yuanzi, Meidaizi, and the deceased, there was also an unfamiliar footprint.
　　 And the footprints of the deceased are only the footprints of walking in, not the footprints of going out.
　　 "Ah, so, the deceased committed suicide." The mountain village police officer said.
　　 Conan said, "But there are still strange footprints."
　　 "What does it matter," the mountain village police officer said, "Anyway, there are footprints of the deceased, and only walking in and no footprints of going out, it means that the deceased walked in by himself, so this is a suicide."
　　 "Hey, the master may have been coerced here and then killed." Maori shouted.
　　 "Ah, it makes sense." The mountain village police officer said, "Then find out the owner of this footprint first. In that case, the incident will come to light."
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