The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship-Chapter 610 - 529 Kudo Shinyichi

Chapter 610: Chapter 529 Kudo Shinyichi
The police arrived quickly, and the rest naturally became their responsibility. Surprisingly, Nan Yu was among those who came, which Jian Si remembered was not his jurisdiction.
"I’ve been temporarily seconded." Nan Yu chuckled, "Bro, you’re here too?"
"Hmm." Nan Zhan nodded, "Remember to notify me immediately if there are any new findings."
"Don’t worry, I’ll call you as soon as there’s a trace."
"There’s a rose tattoo behind the deceased’s right ear. Judging from the fading, it’s a blue rose with black leaves. Follow this clue to verify her identity."
"Blue rose?" Nan Yu glanced at the body that had been carried away. "Bro, can we now determine that these three cases were all done by the same person?"
"Yes, the murder weapon used by the killer is a very sharp Japanese dagger. The fatal wounds on all three bodies came from this dagger. The murderer lives in this neighborhood, or rather, has some special connection to this neighborhood."
"Then why would he hide the body in Jian Si’s wall? Does the killer have some relation to Jian Si?"
"That’s still uncertain. It can only be said that when Jian Si was having his wall repaired, the murderer thought of the idea of sealing the body in the wall. Additionally, the amount of Formalin used to preserve the body is particularly large, and tracing the purchase source might reveal something," Nan Zhan instructed before taking off his white gloves, "Send the information on missing persons to my email. I’ve found a woman who has a memory for faces far beyond the ordinary."
Jian Si was hugging Zhengzheng, standing on the step below, when she felt a sharp gaze on her. She raised her head to meet Nan Zhan’s gaze and quickly averted her eyes.
What are you looking at? Wasn’t she brave enough to accompany them to examine the body just now?
On the way back, Jian Si walked behind holding Zhengzheng’s hand.
"Zhengzheng, I have a question for you." Jian Si stared at his little face seriously.
"What is it?" Zhengzheng lifted his head, his eyes exceptionally bright under the moonlight.
"Tell me honestly, do you grow bigger and turn into a high school student, are you actually Kudo Shinyichi?"
Nan Zhan, walking ahead, heard this and involuntarily lifted the corner of his mouth. She really believes in those "miraculous drugs" from the comics. If such drugs really existed, they would’ve long become a wonder pursued by the whole world, and even the Emperor Qin wouldn’t need to search for the elixir of life anymore.
"Sis, are you scared silly, or have you been watching too much ’Conan’? You raised me since I was little, don’t you know if I can transform?" Zhengzheng rubbed his forehead and sighed silently, "Maybe you should be exposed to crime scenes less often."
Jian Si humphed, "But how come you’re so impressive? Other kids your age would just cry loudly at such a horrifying scene, but you’re not scared at all, it’s really abnormal."
If Zhengzheng’s calmness during the naked corpse case in the well was surprising to Jian Si, his composure in facing this new body tonight, even whispering with Nan Zhan calmly, still shocked her. So, she began to suspect, maybe there is a Kudo Shinyichi living in his body.
Jian Si felt slighted, not convinced, yet she held Zhengzheng’s hand even tighter.
Walking ahead, Nan Zhan suddenly slowed his pace, and the siblings gradually caught up with him. At some point, the three of them were walking side by side, with Zhengzheng in the middle, flanked by the two adults.
The shadows cast by the blue brick flooring were three faint ones, which from a certain angle seemed tightly stuck together, inseparable.
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Early in the morning, Jian Si was busy on the balcony, while Nan Zhan, after showering, changed into a fresh casual outfit and stretched his arms as he walked toward the balcony. He paused when he saw the person standing there.
She was wearing a light white ankle-length skirt today, barefoot without shoes, her feet like jade stepping on the balcony tiles.
"What are you doing?" Nan Zhan leaned his head over.
"Drying apricots." Jian Si was peeling apricots and placing them neatly on cardboard. Without a drying rack here, she had to make do with a makeshift drying board from cardboard.
The apricots were from her uncle’s house, and to avoid them going bad, she decided to dry them all, which not only prevents waste but also creates a different texture.