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After informing Officer Yamato about the matter, Conan and Xiaolan walked out of the village chief's house. He had roughly identified the murderer.
There is not much to reason about in this case, and the whole story has already emerged.
"Sister Xiaolan, let's go to Mr. Sanye's house to see if there are any clues!"
"Aren't we going to the old village chief's house?"
"Brother Kamikawa should have gone there already. Let's go to Mr. Sanye's house first and then meet them."
"Okay." Xiaolan had no objection, and she would go wherever Conan said.
After asking a policeman to lead them the way, she took Conan and followed them.
Holding hands, the two of them were silent all the way.
The two people have different thoughts, but one thing is the same.
They all discovered something strange about each other.
Xiaolan sighed in her heart. Some things were easily overlooked when she didn't pay attention to them at the time, but when she noticed them all at once, the similarities were so conspicuous and familiar.
Sometimes, getting the answer isn¡¯t that important.
Since the other party doesn¡¯t want to tell her the truth, then she should just pretend that she didn¡¯t find out.
As long as you know he is around
Sanye¡¯s house is not far from the village chief¡¯s house. There is no one in Sanye¡¯s house and the door is unlocked. Conan opens the door and enters the house.
"Conan, isn't it bad for us to break into other people's homes like this?"
"It's okay, we just came in to take a look. We won't touch anything."
Xiaolan didn¡¯t quite believe Conan¡¯s words. It was common for him to look through other people¡¯s things when he went to investigate cases, but she still didn¡¯t say anything.
The furnishings in the living room of the Sanye family are quite simple, and a very conspicuous landscape painting hangs on the wall in the middle of the living room. The color of this painting is bright and does not match the wooden and simple living room.
The landscape painting shows a lady, holding a bamboo basket, standing under a dense tree. She seemed a little shy, covering her face with one hand and hanging one hand on her belly.
The four fingers of the hand hanging below are pressed together, leaving only one index finger hanging slowly, as if pointing somewhere.
Conan looked at the painting intently, intuiting what key clues were hidden in the painting.
This feeling comes for no reason, but is extremely strong. He moved a stool and groped for the canvas, but found nothing.
There was nothing unusual about the canvas. He pressed his face against the wall, trying to see if there was anything hidden behind the painting.
"Conan, what are you doing?"
"I want to see if there is anything hidden behind the painting."
Since Sanye Dalang knew that he would die, he must have left something behind when he took the initiative to tell the village chief those words.
If you want to hide something, you will definitely not let others know about it, nor will it be easy for others to find out. Otherwise, there is no point in hiding something.
"There shouldn't be one, right?" Xiaolan also poked her head to take a look, but the frame was so tightly covered that she couldn't see anything. She tried to take off the frame, but the frame was quite large and she probably couldn't take it off by herself.
"Do you want to take down the painting? Let me help." It was Sui Sui who came over, and took down the frame of the painting.
Since they have roughly identified the people who appeared on the mountain, they naturally no longer need to go door to door to check. The police have already arranged for people to look for them, so they simply came to the Sanye family's residence.
Behind the picture frame was an empty wall. Shun Kamikawa reached out and knocked on it, but found nothing unusual.
"Nothing."
"What are you looking for?" Sanye Ryosuke was confused.
"Did your father leave anything behind? Something like a diary that you should keep safe."
Sanye Ryosuke shook his head, "My father does have the habit of writing a diary, but I have never found his diary since I came back."
¡°If he could find the diary, he might have known what happened, instead of searching blindly for three years and only finding the bones today.
¡°Then has this painting always been hung here?¡±
Conan is very worried about this painting.
This painting has been hanging for many years. It was my father¡¯s favorite painting during his lifetime.
Haiyuan looked at the painting they had taken off, and his eyes rested on the fingers of the lady in the painting. The lady's fingers really looked like they were pointing somewhere.
"Is there a story behind this painting? Or is there a prototype for the tree in the painting?"
Sanno Ryosuke thought for a while and said: "Yes, this tree is a very famous old tree in the village. My father bought it because the tree in the painting looked very similar to the tree in the village."
Conan and Kamikawa Shun looked at each other, both understanding what the other meant.
If the guess is correct, the things hidden by the deceased Miye Ryosuke should be buried under that tree.
¡°Then please take us to see it.¡±
"Okay, I'll get the shovel." Sanye Ryosuke obviously understood what they meant. It's funny to say that this painting has been hanging here for so many years, but he didn't have any doubts about it at all.
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This is probably the reason why this painting has been well preserved to this day.
Because not only Mino Ryosuke was used to this painting, but the murderer was also used to it.
"Xiaolan, are we going to dig something?"
Yuanzi who followed us didn¡¯t understand at all. Xiaolan doesn't understand it very well, but it doesn't matter whether she understands it or not. She will always know the result anyway.
"Mr. Sanye must be hiding something."
A group of people came under the tree, and the tree really looked a bit like the one in the painting. Not only were the tree species similar, but the open branches were also very similar. Just because in winter, the leaves have fallen off and it looks quite desolate.
Conan stood on the ground where the lady in the painting was standing, and pointed to a place with his finger, "It should be here, dig around and have a look."
Sanno Ryosuke nodded, picked up the shovel and started digging. After a while, the shovel touched an object and made a muffled sound.
¡°We dug it!¡± Sanye Ryosuke hurriedly dug out the things.
This is a locked metal box, which has been completely rusted because it has been buried underground for many years.
"Do you have a key? Or use a chainsaw to cut the lock?"
"I have a chainsaw at home." The key must be missing, but it doesn't matter, the way to open the box is not just the key.
Several people walked back with the box, attracting many passers-by in the village to watch.
Seeing this, Conan whispered to the police who came with him, asking them to send people to surround the old village chief's house to prevent the other party from escaping.
The box was opened, and as expected, there was a diary and some letters.
The letters were sent from Tokyo. From ten years ago to three years ago, there was a thick stack of letters over the years.
Conan did not touch the letters inside. The police in Nagano Prefecture were not as easy to talk to as Officer Megure, especially Officer Yamato, who did not like people who had nothing to do with them to interfere in these complicated matters. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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