thefictionvixens Chapter 237 Tempered Glass Wins MVP
Chapter 237 Tempered Glass Wins MVP
Chapter 237 Tempered Glass Wins MVP
Just now, after leaving the room, Machida met with the siblings and expressed his sincere feelings that he also thought his older brother was too old and senile to donate so much money.
However, such elderly people are actually quite easy to change their minds. When he was working at a car repair shop in Tokyo, he met someone in a similar situation who, after being frightened, refused to donate no matter what.
"Although my older brother is stubborn, if you all apologize and soften your stance, and talk to my sister-in-law a bit more, maybe he'll change his mind. What parent doesn't love their child? —"
After saying that, Machida went back to his room, picked up two sketchbooks, opened one of them, looked at the sketch of a red-crowned crane drawn on it, and gave a cold smile.
He drew the red-crowned crane based on the specimen in the room. He didn't really like the red-crowned cranes that had captivated his older brother to the point that he neglected his family, let alone spend so much time drawing sketches of them.
The specimen in the room was a valuable item; many wealthy people offered high prices to buy it, but it was eventually donated by Machida Shuzo.
I'm afraid my brother doesn't know this, but a large portion of the red-crowned crane specimens he donated were bought by wealthy people through various channels. Everything he did was completely meaningless.
However, he will soon inherit all of these properties, including this lifelike specimen.
These sketches were drawn by Machida Yasushi in front of his older brother, Machida Shuzo, and he was inexplicably scolded for not having the observational skills that an artist should have.
"That little girl still knows how to appreciate things."
After returning from the open-air hot spring, Machida carefully hid the sketchbook without any drawings. It was the key to his alibi, and he couldn't let anyone see any flaws, especially since there were two famous detectives in this tiny place.
"I bet my older brother never expected that these sketches he looked down on would become a key part of his plan to kill him. Hahaha, he should have just lent me the money honestly instead of forcing me to come and get it myself."
Thinking of his nephew and niece, who, although not very bright, were quite proactive, he climbed up the chimney early to prepare and carefully moved the pigeon coop away with a look of disgust.
"Once I inherit the property, I will definitely get rid of all these things. It's so cold, why not light the fireplace? It's ridiculous that they're doing this for a pigeon coop that they might not even use in the future."
Through the skylight, Machida Yasushi unsurprisingly saw his good older brother sitting in his usual spot, looking at video footage of his sister-in-law from before her death, facing the fireplace.
"Don't worry, I'll send you down to join your sister-in-law soon. The funeral will definitely be in accordance with your wishes—oh, no, Zezi and Xiaohao will probably be in jail for a few years, so it seems there's no need to hold a funeral."
Conan looked at the several split screens in the crystal ball and suddenly realized, "So that's what he was planning! Damn it, he actually had Ran do his alibi!!"
Akutagawa glanced at him, thinking to himself that there were quite a few people who liked to challenge detectives and had them act as alibis. Perhaps Machida's main purpose was to mislead Uncle Mori.
You only care about Xiaolan.
Ai Haibara understood as well, and sighed, "When people are driven by self-interest to do bad things, they can always come up with some crooked ideas, and they will carry them out in great detail without any hesitation."
Akutagawa nodded, signaling them to continue watching.
At his prompting, Machida Shuzo had already placed a piece of tempered glass in front of the fireplace when Machida Yasushi left. He knew his own crossbow couldn't possibly penetrate this aerospace-grade tempered glass.
At most, it will leave scratches on it.
Machida Shuzo hoped it was just a misunderstanding, but everything that had just happened was exactly as the amazing detective had said. He could only grip the arrow tightly, ready to pierce the blood pack he had prepared beforehand once he heard any noise.
Although he didn't know why a detective would prepare such a thing in advance, he also couldn't understand the treatment method that the detective had demonstrated earlier.
He didn't need to think too much, because he knew the detective was there to help him. He just needed to be grateful and repay the detective whenever needed.
Outside the window, a group of figures were moving about; it was his son, Machida Hiroshi.
With a whooshing sound, followed almost simultaneously by the sound of two arrows striking a hard object.
Machida Shuzo let out a low scream, clutching the arrow "embedded" in his chest with one hand, and collapsed onto the sofa, motionless. Machida Hiroshi was terrified when he saw this.
He was clearly aiming at the red-crowned crane specimen, which was far away from his father, and planned to scare his father according to the plan, and then show as much concern as possible to soften Machida Shuzo's heart, so as to make him change his mind.
However, perhaps the arrow that hit the glass went astray and unexpectedly hit his father!
Machida Hiroshi trembled like a leaf. Machida Yasushi watched his nephew's hasty retreat, silently curled the corners of his mouth, casually stuffed the thin thread used to make the mechanism into his back pocket, and carefully left the spot.
"Ayan really has all sorts of things in his pockets—"
Conan remarked that he wouldn't be surprised if Conan pulled an Osprey out of his pocket one day.
Akutagawa Hiko chuckled and tapped him on the head. His pocket had been modified based on the principle of a storage scroll, allowing him to seal various items inside using sealing techniques. Although the total weight couldn't be too great, there were no restrictions on the number of items.
Therefore, he actually carried quite a few things in his pockets to deal with various emergencies.
"What should we do now?"
Looking at Machida Shuzo, who looked as if he were really dead, Ai decided not to delve into whether he had died in the fight with the poachers and changed the subject.
He was much gentler with Ai Akutagawa, explaining, "The question now is not what we should do, but what choice the old man should make. His opinion can even directly influence the judgment."
Conan wanted to refute, but he knew that what Ayan said made a lot of sense. After all, apart from a window that was already broken, a piece of clothing that might no longer be wearable, and scratches on the two tempered glass panes, there was not much loss.
If Shuzo Machida were willing, the police would have absolutely no reason to intervene.
Of course, it would be easy for the old man to pursue the matter, since the evidence was conclusive and Machida Yasushi also had the subjective intention to kill the old man.
There is absolutely no problem in suing him for attempted murder.
As outsiders, if Machida Shuzo didn't want to get involved in this "family dispute" and no one actually died, then they had no real reason to intervene.