NOVEL WEB Chapter 141: Feeling sorry for a man who is unlucky for a lifetime
The villa, which was originally full of noisy footsteps, fell into an unprecedented silence. Countless policemen looked at the woman kneeling in the middle of the living room crying, the confusion on her face almost filling the entire Pacific Ocean.
Throughout the villa, only the woman's helpless cries echoed, depressing, helpless, and sad.
In the silence, Mouri Kogoro finally came to his senses, shook his hands and asked, "You...what did you say?"
Hearing this, the woman in purple kimono gently wiped the tears on her cheeks with a handkerchief. She burst into tears and admitted: "It was me, I committed the crime of killing Katsuhiko."
The woman held her son tightly in her arms, bursting into tears and sobbing, "My husband's career is in crisis. I have to get the inheritance from Katsuhiko to help him. I'm sorry..."
The little boy didn't know what had happened. He hid in his mother's arms and cried. A dark color appeared on his purple kimono, as sweet as chocolate.
Conan opened his mouth. As his mind was in chaos, he couldn't think of anything to say.
I've collected enough clues, and I'm just about to connect them together, but...
Why do recent murderers always turn themselves in after killing someone?
He was about to surrender, so why did he kill someone? Is it just to make yourself realize the reality and cry bitterly? !
Mumu Thirteen finally came back to his senses and looked blankly at the surrounding police officers who had stopped working. He finally cleared his throat and said, "Um...since the prisoner surrendered, let's take him back to the Metropolitan Police Department for interrogation and seal the scene. Gather all the evidence.”
Everyone nodded and left quickly.
Tang Muqing watched quietly, and after a long time he took out a handkerchief folded into a square from his pocket and handed it over.
In front of the crying woman, he knelt down and gently wiped the tears from her cheeks with a handkerchief. Then, he took the coat from Zhu Fu Jingguang and carefully put it on the woman's thin shoulders. There was deep regret in his tone, "I feel sorry for the man who will be unlucky for the rest of his life."
Fortunately, Minagawa Katsuhiko is dead, and the aunt who originally inherited the inheritance has entered the situation. For the sake of her son, she has to give the inheritance to her husband.
The man does nothing, and his wife is gone but he still has a lot of money. After paying off the debt, who will remember his first wife in prison?
murderer:? ? ?
The woman raised her head blankly and looked at the mature man in front of her, "Huh?"
What the hell?
She has already killed everyone, and now she says that feeling sorry for a man will bring bad luck?
Is he not a man? !
Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced at Tang Muqing, took out the handcuffs from the waist and cuffed them on the woman's wrists, then covered the wrists with a thin coat, "Let's go."
It's obvious that Tang Muqing doesn't like love brains.
Tang Muqing smiled slightly at Zhu Fu Jingguang, stood up and looked at Mu Mu Thirteen, "It should be over here, right?"
"The knot... is over." Mumu Shisan was startled, then nodded, "You can leave, but the interrogation and transcript will be tomorrow..."
Tang Muqing is not needed to investigate the case, but the interrogation process...
Just putting a gentle person in the interrogation room can make people relax their vigilance and say more.
"I will arrive at the Metropolitan Police Department on time tomorrow." Tang Muqing understood instantly and nodded towards Mu Mu Thirteen.
He looked around, but couldn't find Zhu Fu Jingguang. He could only take out his mobile phone to send a text message, and then looked at Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko inquiringly, "Officer Obara still has work, do you need me to take you home?"
Hearing this, Lingmu Yuanzi was slightly startled, and before he could answer, he saw an uncle's face appearing next to Tang Muqing.
Mouri Kogoro narrowed his eyes, "You boy, can't I, the father, take my daughter home?"
Although I quite like this boy, don’t try to confuse Xiaolan!
Tang Muqing rolled his eyes, "How could you forget Mr. Maoli?"
"Ah!"
A clipping sound suddenly sounded, and the primary school student from the God of Death rolled around, "I want to ride in brother Tang Mu's car! His car is prettier than the police car!"
You should spend more time with Tang Muqing!
Only in this way can we find clues to the man in black!
It’s just a bit embarrassing!
Hearing this, three black lines slid down the forehead of Mumu Thirteen.
Of course it looks good!
Tang Muqing's car cost dozens or hundreds of police cars!
"Then I'll leave it to you." Mumu Shisan sighed heavily, patted Tang Muqing on the shoulder and walked towards the witness of the case, agreeing on a time for recording.
Tang Muqing looked at Kogoro Mouri and smiled softly, "Are you coming together, Mr. Mouri? There are still free seats."
Mouri Kogoro glanced sideways, and was about to say something when he was interrupted.
"Uncle, please don't get involved in our children's affairs! I want to invite Mr. Tang Mu and Xiaolan to Ginza for dinner!" Suzuki Sonoko finally couldn't help it, stretched out her hand and pushed Mouri Kogoro very skillfully to Megure Thirteen "We won't take you with us! We will definitely send Xiaolan and this little devil home at night!"
Mouri Kogoro snorted, but obviously did not express any dissatisfaction. After waving his hands, he stood next to Officer Megure and talked in a low voice.
Well, that is to say.
Although Tang Muqing was a bit romantic and involved in scandals, he still believed in his character after knowing him for such a long time.
And he, Mouri Kogoro, felt that Tang Muqing's small body was not big enough for Xiaolan's two fists!
Tang Muqing took out his mobile phone and sent text messages and emails to Zhufu Jingguang and Bourbon. He walked slowly outside the courtyard and opened the car door and waited. "It's a bit troublesome to make a reservation at a high-end restaurant in Ginza at this time. Do you like Chinese food? I went there a few days ago. I opened a Chinese restaurant, can I treat you to Chinese food? I can just pack some back and give it to Mr. Maori as a late night snack."
Hearing this, Mao Lilan's face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and she said in embarrassment, "Brother Tang Mu, please just pack it up."
Cars, meals and drinks, I feel like I am always being taken care of, without any reward at all.
"Get in the car." Tang Muqing smiled and glanced at the time before raising his eyes to the man walking towards him, "Please take the Metropolitan Police vehicle back."
"It's okay, we can just drive home." Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced at the two high school girls and an elementary school student who were leaning against the car window and looking eagerly outside. He turned slightly to avoid looking and then lit a cigarette. , "Do you take good care of these people?"
With the windows closed, muffled conversation is inaudible in a vehicle in this price range.
Tang Muqing:...
Tang Muqing was silent for a moment, then took Zhu Fu Jingguang two steps away, silently took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it on, and said with emotion, "My uncle who cherishes me once wanted to marry me to Suzuki." Unfortunately, he is the sister of the short-haired girl in the car, but unfortunately... the other party fell in love freely, and my uncle's idea was stillborn. "
Marriage is a very useful way to circulate wealth.
The word "brother-in-law" is enough to make him lose his right to speak in the Tang Mu family, and it is also enough to prevent his descendants from returning to the Tang Mu family to have inheritance rights.
He doesn't care about getting married or anything like that, but he cares about marriage so that he can't live in debauchery.
Who wants to get married? Hey!
Zhu Fu Jingguang:...
Zhu Fu Jingguang was silent for a moment, then glanced at Tang Muqing, "It turns out we almost became a family."
"It won't work. I'm not interested in marriage at all." Tang Muqing looked back while biting his cigarette and sighed softly, "But I am somewhat interested in my good reputation and future business cooperation."
Suzuki Foundation, although the Tang Mu family is not bad either, they can make a lot of money by working together, and that is his longevity fund!
"Yeah." Zhu Fu Jingguang took out a tissue from his pocket, rolled it into a cigarette butt and crushed it, his voice was inaudible, "Be careful about that little boy."