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Chapter 3183 3187 Portrait of the Dead Please vote for monthly tickets

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Conan suddenly discovered something. The child's unique height gave him many advantages in some strange aspects - for example, he could easily discover that the bottom of the door, which was about the same height as him, had the pseudonyms "Mama's Room" written on it.

Unlike the "kachan" which has several meanings, this short word obviously refers to the mother.

Conan pointed to these two words, worried about the "Miss Shirai" present, and made a naive voice: "That Miss Xiaodu seems to be more used to calling her mother with 'mama'! I really didn't expect that such a lady would be so cute."

Curacao glanced at him: "..." A first-grade elementary school student could consciously distinguish between a civilian and a "girlfriend"... This seemingly innocent child can no longer be treated as an ordinary child without any scruples.

Jiang Xia seemed to have not noticed the obscure confrontation between the two, and he thought: "Everyone has his own habit of calling. If the 'mama' on the door refers to the mother, then the 'kachan' on the door frame may not be the pronunciation of 'mother', but refers to another person with 'ka' in the name."

The director of the program was not interested in the things that the child drew. He looked at the three different height lines on the door frame and guessed casually: "Maybe this is Miss Xiaodu's classmate at that time?"

Hattori Heiji looked at him speechlessly and pointed to the line at the bottom: "That little girl, who was shorter than Conan at that time, how could she have friends who were about the same height as me? These two taller height lines should be her family."

Jiang Xia walked out of the door with a candlestick and came to the door opposite: "If Miss Xiaodu has the habit of marking the owner of the room on the door, then other doors..."

He lowered the candlestick and illuminated the bottom of the door. Sure enough, the innocent and cute Miss Du wrote not only the title on one door—the door opposite, at about the same height, with the words "Kachan's Room" written.

And so on, this is the room of that "kachan".

"In this case..." Conan suddenly thought of something, and Kuaibo ran to the closest room.

Soon, he found what he wanted to see, "This is the tallest 'chioni' room!"

Suzuki Yuanko squatted beside Jiangxia and looked closer to the door in front of her and looked carefully: "Apart from these words, there seems to be something else being painted underneath... What is this, a messy ball."

Ran Maori also discovered: "It should be a painting drawn by a child. It looks like...uh, like a chicken with big wings?"

"If you have such a big wing, it shouldn't be a chicken." Suzuki Yuanko frowned and thought hard. She looked at the beak of the abstract chicken, "The mouth is so big... Could it be a crow?"

Conan reported the situation at another door: "There are also paintings on this door! It should be... an eel?"

"It's a bird and a fish. Why do you want to draw something like this..."

Things that are difficult to understand always make people feel a little scared. After the initial novelty, Ran Maori suddenly realized that these abstract and sloppy simple strokes seemed to be left by a woman who was likely to have been killed when she was young.

Ran Maori: "…"

With layers of horror buffs added, she instantly felt like she was in a horror movie. The timid female high school student shivered: "The first floor has been searched, but no one has been found. Let's go back to the restaurant."

"Don't worry, I'll take these first." Hattori Heiji took two photos slowly:

"What I can guess now is that these two kachan and chioni are people who often go to the island for vacation with the mayor's family... The matter is simple now. Just wait for rescue tomorrow and go back to the town to ask the mayor. The identities of these two people will be clear. Maybe this is related to two murders on the island."

Curacao: "..." Wait until tomorrow's rescue arrives? At that time, I'm afraid the daylily will be cold - before the end of the matter, do you think you can leave this isolated island?

...I don't know if this black-skinned detective really doesn't understand Uzo, or if he has long become Jiang Xia's accomplice, just pretending.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly, a painful scream came from the second floor.

“?!”

A group of people on the first floor were startled: "What's going on?!"

The director of the show heard it: "This...it seems like Jiumi is shouting."

"Kumi? That yellow-haired man looks so arrogant and is so timid?" Hattori Heiji obviously has a bad impression of this boatman, but now is not the time to worry about these things - why do you scream on the second floor? Is there really someone hiding it on it?

This thought flashed, and the two detectives did not stay any longer. They followed the shouts just now and ran upstairs quickly.

...

Following the steps to the corridor, Jiang Xia lowered her head and saw the yellow hair falling to the door of a room.

After the shock just now, the man seemed to have come back to his senses. He screamed again, then used his hands and feet, and flew back like a crab, and retreated until his back against the wall of the corridor.

"What's wrong? Have you met someone?" Hattori Heiji looked at this scene for no reason: he thought he would see the hidden criminal after rushing up... But now, looking left and right, it seemed that no one was chasing him in the room in front of Huangmao.

Jiang Xia walked to Huangmao, stopped and looked into the house, and saw another boatman and deputy captain, standing inside at this time, and was also confused about Huangmao's reaction.

He heard Hattori Heiji ask, the black-haired man waved his hand laughingly. He walked out and helped the yellow-haired up, explaining with a funny look: "There are no gangsters in the room, no one - Kumi suddenly did this, and was frightened by the painting."

In the room, the deputy captain was standing in front of the picture they were talking about.

When everyone at the door talked about it, the middle-aged uncle turned his head intimately, raised the candle, and illuminated the oil paintings on the wall.

It was a single portrait with a depressing tone. The young woman in the painting was wearing a purple top and standing among a black and purple background. She lowered her head, her face was gloomy and melancholy, and her black hair was draped down her shoulders. Although her face had been artistically processed, judging from the hairstyle that the princess cut, this should be a portrait of the only daughter, Miss Xiaodu, in the mayor's family.
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