Stay away from Conan

Chapter 129 Translation

After picking up today's child, Gao Yuan and the two quickly arrived at the location where the client was. However, Gao Yuan did not expect that this place was actually a funeral parlor.

Although he didn't understand what was going on, Gao Yuan followed Miss Kyoko and walked in.

Coming to a hall inside, this is the place where a deceased person is kept. Looking at the banner here, Gao Yuan can see that the name of the deceased here is written in regular Chinese characters: Jiang Shouyun.

Gao Yuan was a little confused about this. After all, the name was too Chinese.

After looking around at the people present, Miss Kyoko soon found a boy standing in the most conspicuous position.

"This is our first meeting. I am the director of the Toilet Paper Detective Agency, and I am bringing you today. Is this Mr. Jiang Hong?"

Miss Kyoko stepped forward and introduced herself.

When the boy heard what Miss Kyoko said, he seemed to be stunned for a moment in surprise, and then said in jerky Japanese: "Yes. I am Jiang Hong."

Gao Yuan on the side looked curiously at the client named Jiang Hong, who was probably less than 20 years old and was wearing a black dress. Judging from his surname, he should be a relative of the deceased Jiang Shouyun in this hall.

"I'm sorry, my Japanese is not very good, so..."

Jiang Hong explained something in jerky Japanese, but before he finished speaking, a middle-aged man walked up from the side, also wearing formal clothes, and said to Jiang Hong:

"Jiang Hongjun, what happened this time is really a disaster."

After hearing this, Miss Kyoko stepped aside helplessly because she could not understand what the man was saying. After all, the man who came forward did not speak Japanese, but very formal Chinese!

Although he had an accent unique to foreigners, Gao Yuan was very convinced that this man spoke very fluent Chinese.

"kindness……"

Jiang Hong responded to the man's question with this tone of voice.

"After Mr. Jiang had a heart attack, he hit his head when he collapsed, right? Didn't he have that medicine on hand?"

the man asked.

"No. It seems that it has been found at the fire scene. However, it was burned too badly and the remaining amount is unknown."

Jiang Hong replied sadly.

Gao Yuan was suddenly stunned when he heard what Jiang Hong said - because he also spoke standard Chinese, and he didn't have an obvious accent like that man, and it was very much like standard Mandarin.

"It's possible that I ran out of medicine and didn't find out in time."

the man said.

"No."

Jiang Hong shook his head and answered decisively, but the man's expression changed slightly.

"Why?"

"On the day of the incident, the attending doctor changed my father's medicine, so the new medicine should still be in the room."

Jiang Hong explained.

"Why?"

Hearing this, the man was a little surprised, "When you said you changed the medicine, do you mean you changed it to other medicines?"

"right."

"Then... maybe, I'm just assuming that the change in the medicine has something to do with the accident?"

After hearing Jiang Hong's affirmative answer, the man said this.

"Well. Actually, I also doubt this possibility."

Jiang Hong said.

"Well...have you told the police about this?"

the man asked.

"No, not yet."

Shaking his head, Jiang Hong replied.

"Why?"

The man asked anxiously.

"Forgot. I'll tell the police in charge later."

Jiang Hong said.

"That...Mr. Akechi."

Quietly, Miss Kyoko walked behind Gao Yuan and poked Gao Yuan's arm gently with her finger. Then Gao Yuan turned his head and looked at Miss Kyoko. Miss Kyoko then leaned into Gao Yuan's ear and asked, "Do you understand them?" What are you talking about?"

Without denying it, Gao Yuan nodded. After all, this is his mother tongue.

Soon, the conversation between Jiang Hong and the man ended. A little apologetically, Jiang Hong came to Miss Kyoko and continued to say in jerky Japanese: "Well, I'm sorry, just now..."

"Mr. Jiang Hong."

Suddenly, Gao Yuan interrupted Jiang Hong and said in fluent Chinese, "Just explain it in Chinese."

Hearing the fluent Chinese accent, Miss Jinzi and Jiang Hong both looked at Gao Yuan in surprise.

"Well, may I ask who you are..."

Jiang Hong asked.

"Akechi Gaoyuan, he is a detective. He is with Miss Kyoko Tatsumi."

Gao Yuan replied.

"Your Chinese...is really good."

Jiang Hong said slightly surprised when he heard Gao Yuan's name.

"Can you tell me about your commission, Mr. Jiang Hong?"

Gao Yuan changed the topic back, so Jiang Hong nodded and said: "For this commission, I want to ask the detective to investigate the real cause of my father's death."

Then, Jiang Hong began to explain the cause and effect of the matter.

"My father, Jiang Shouyun, is a Chinese. He works in a multinational company and is a researcher there. By the way, the man who just talked to me is named Hideo Nakano. He is my father's colleague and assistant. A few days ago, my father Died in the laboratory."

As he said this, Jiang Hong felt a little lonely, and then continued:

"Because my father had a heart problem, the police after investigating the scene believed that he had a heart attack and fell down. The back of his head hit the corner of the stove and was hit. The condition of the injured area worsened and he died. At the same time, the impact caused kerosene in the stove Splattered and caused a fire.”

After hearing this, Gao Yuan could not make a judgment, so he continued to ask: "Are there any other details? Because according to this statement, there is a possibility that someone pushed your father onto the stove. How did the police rule out this possibility? of?"

"Because of the secret room."

Jiang Hong said, "When the fire brigade arrived, they found that the fallen doors and windows were locked from the inside. To open and close the door locks from the outside of the laboratory, my father's finger vein certification was required, which required..."

"There needs to be blood flow, and the body won't respond."

Gao Yuan interjected, but he was still a little surprised that it actually referred to the door of vein recognition technology.

This method uses the texture of finger veins for identity verification, which is harmless to the human body and difficult to be stolen or counterfeited. This is unmatched by fingerprint locks. It is extremely safe and there is no possibility of outsiders using other people's fingerprints to open and close the door.

Since the door is difficult to break through, the only thing left is the window - Gao Yuan thought.

"Moreover, the windows are highly sealed and cannot be locked from the outside using props such as wires."

Jiang Hong added.

Hearing this, Gao Yuan couldn't help but sigh - if you look at it this way, judging from the current intelligence, it is indeed a perfect secret room.

At this time, Miss Kyoko walked up to Gao Yuan angrily, tugged on Gao Yuan's clothes, and complained coquettishly: "Mr. Mingzhi, you are so cunning. You are the only one talking to the client, but I completely listen." don't know!"

Looking at Miss Kyoko's slightly angry but very cute expression, Gao Yuan was slightly embarrassed, so he repeated what Jiang Hong had just said to Miss Kyoko in Japanese, and at the same time agreed to act as the translator.

At this point, Miss Kyoko's anger seemed to have subsided, and she gave Gao Yuan a bright smile.