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Chapter 656 647. I probably won¡¯t be able to eat dinner again.

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    in the room.

    Xinghe Tongwu was silent. He didn't know what Kamikawa Shun said to them, and he didn't know what attitude to use to face the detective.  Although he didn't really do anything, he did have murderous intentions at the time. He always felt guilty in front of this detective.

    ¡°After all, it was really close to being doomed.

    Hattori looked at Himemiya Nobuyoshi with sharp eyes. Among these people, Himemiya Nobuyoshi was undoubtedly the most directly related to the disappearance of Master Shokage.

    "Miss Zhanzi, can you tell us what happened ten years ago? I remember Mr. Xinghe said that today, ten years ago, was the day when Master Zhengying disappeared."

    Himemiya Zhanzi didn't want to mention this, and there was a slight flicker in her words, "What's there to say? Isn't it just that the teacher went to find his notebook and then didn't come back"

    She was originally not sure whether Kamikawa Shun's pen was a voice recorder, but when they were in the corridor, she took a look and found that they were indeed listening to something with headphones.  In other words, Shun Kamikawa did not lie to her, and her original words were indeed recorded completely.

    This is very detrimental to her.

    But what¡¯s even more disadvantageous is how to avoid being discovered by this detective!

    "What kind of notebook is that notebook? Is it so important?"

    The recording only mentioned the notebook, but did not say what was recorded in the notebook.  Hattori guessed that it recorded some very important things like magic ideas. It was just a guess, so I still wanted to verify it.

    Xinghe Dogo explained Hattori¡¯s doubts, ¡°It¡¯s the teacher¡¯s notebook where he records magic. Any magic inspirations and ideas the teacher has are written in it. There are also some magic tricks that the teacher has not published before. It is something that the teacher never leaves.¡±

    Hattori nodded, "Then who was present when Master Shokage left?"

    Himemiya Zhanzi said that he went to find the notebook and did not come back.  But if no one else was present at the time, these words would be her one-sided words and not credible at all.

    Xinghe Tongwu shook his head, "Fan Tian and I were at home at the time, and we only learned of the news later."

    He doesn¡¯t know much, so he gets so angry when he hears things like that.

    He is the first disciple of Master Zhengying. He often came here to play when he was young and learned magic from him.  For him, Master Zhengying is not only a teacher, but also a father-like existence.  Therefore, it was difficult for him to tolerate Himemiya Zhanzi's ungrateful words.

    "A missing person is not discovered so quickly. It is only when the family members find that the person who was supposed to come back has suddenly not come back and cannot be contacted, that they start to look for it.  But there is a process in between, maybe half a day, maybe one day, maybe two days. During this period, there are too many things that can be done.

    The reason why today, ten years ago, is regarded as the day when the teacher disappeared is because he disappeared exactly ten years ago today.

    "What about Madam?"

    ¡°Madam should know something, I¡¯ll call her over.¡±

    Xinghe Dogo went to call someone, and Conan and Hattori both looked at Himemiya Nobuyoshi.

    "Miss Zhanzi, do you still remember when you stole the notebook ten years ago? In the afternoon, morning, or night?"

    ¡°How can I still remember clearly what happened ten years ago!¡±

    "Yeah" Hattori Heiji didn't refute. After all, there is too little known content now, so it's difficult to make up stories.

    Kaito leaned against the door and watched quietly as the two detectives looked around the house, trying to find any traces left ten years ago.

    This house was specially designed by Master Zhengying, with mechanisms installed in many places specifically for the purpose of performing magic.  For example, this very thick door is actually double-layered. When opened, it can become a mirror. Combined with the folded projector cloth in the room, the memory can create the illusion of two corridors.

    The disciples of Master Zhengying are undoubtedly aware of these magic mechanisms. Some of them have been rarely used since Master Zhengying disappeared. Maybe they can really find something left over from ten years ago.  .

    Kamikawa Shun was helping in the kitchen, Mrs. Masakage was called away, and the two girls were busy cooking.  For dinner for ten people, all the vegetables have been cut, and all that is left is to cook.

    Kamikawa Shun is not very good at cooking Japanese food, so he just handed things to the two girls and made dinner very quickly.

    ¡°There¡¯s no need to do too much, I think many people will lose their appetite tonight.¡±

    "Ah?" Xiaolan was a little confused, "What happened again?"

    "There is something behind the disappearance of Master Shokage, and Hattori is investigating."

    "What does this have to do with our cooking?" Even if we find out, we still have to eat.

    It¡¯s already past eight o¡¯clock in the evening, and it¡¯s long past dinner time.

    ¡°It¡¯s nothing, I¡¯m just a little worried about not being able to eat.¡±

    Every time there is a case and there is a meal, basically there is no meal.  By the time the police investigation and evidence collection procedures were completed, the food would have been cold.

    "Has Master Zhengying been killed?" He Ye was a little worried.

    "It's possible." Dinner was almost ready, and there was nothing more that needed his help. Shun Kamikawa was about to leave, "It seems like there's nothing that needs my help. I'll go up and take a look."

    "It must have been at night when the husband left. When the police were investigating, the neighbors saw him walking out alone. They said that he looked a little strange at the time. He was hunched over and felt lost. He didn't respond to greetings to him.  "Mrs. Zhengying carefully recalled the events of that year. She remembered these things very clearly, and she could roughly recall them after just a little recall.

    "I came back late that night, and I didn't see my husband when I got home. Because my husband sometimes goes to friends' places to drink, I didn't become suspicious when he didn't come back. But it wasn't until he didn't come back the next night that I found out what happened.  Something is wrong. I called all my friends and they all said that I have never been to their place"

    Lost?  No answer?

    Because he was hit by his disciples, he was in a state of despair, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with him.  It's a little weird just not answering.

    As a master of disguise, Kaito keenly noticed something was wrong.

    He looked at Kamikawa Shun at the door, and Kamikawa Shun nodded slightly.

    Men and women have different heights. Himemiya Nobuyoshi is only 1.6 meters tall. Even if she wears tall shoes, she is still far behind Master Shokage.  If you were pretending to be him, then being hunched over your body would prevent people from noticing anything wrong with your height to a certain extent.

    In addition, it was night, and there might not have been any lights on the road ten years ago. If you dressed up similarly and put on a little more makeup, you would be easily fooled.

    As for not responding, it¡¯s normal. Not everyone can learn the skill of changing their voice.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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