Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"Damn it!" The two male teachers gritted their teeth, but it was really hard to stop this weird reporter.

"Huh, let's get along well."

The reporter smiled complacently, and walked straight to the living room. When he passed by Gao Cheng, he was slightly startled, with a hint of doubt on his face.

"Ok?"

Because he is a media reporter himself, he is quite familiar with all kinds of celebrities, but Gao Cheng now looks like an ordinary high school student, which is not so different from the newspapers.

Back in the living room, because of the stranger reporter, the originally happy atmosphere became heavy, and he didn't want to talk much anymore.

Gao Cheng thoughtfully looked at the weird reporter who was warming up in the fireplace.

The wind and snow were getting heavier outside, and even the car at the door was buried by the snow. The scene in the distance was completely invisible. The villa was almost an isolated place. Except for phone calls, it was temporarily impossible to leave.

If what the weirdo reporter said is true, something related must have happened three years ago. Unfortunately, weird reporters seem to be very difficult to deal with, and other people are not willing to say that...

"It was this person," Yuanzi complained. "It was good at first, but now I'm not happy at all."

"Yuanzi," Teacher Yonehara passed by holding the sheets, "leave that person alone, come and help me make the bed for everyone."

"it is good!"

"Xiaolan and that little brother, you can go to the kitchen to help Mr. Nakamura who is in charge of dinner. As for the town house..." Mr. Yonehara looked at the geek reporter and asked, "King house, you just stay in the living room."

"Kioto?" The eccentric reporter who was roasting had a meal, his brows jumped, and he looked back at Gao Cheng who looked like a big boy.

"Could it be that..."

Gao Cheng turned his head to meet the eccentric reporter's sight. He didn't feel very relieved that this reporter was in conflict with several elementary school teachers, and it seemed that someone had been specifically looking for him, and the possibility of being killed was not small.

Of course, it doesn't make much sense to think about the murderer and the victim now. Not only is there insufficient information, but it is also easy to be preconceived and misled.

"What happened three years ago?" Gao Cheng asked, looking straight at the weird reporter.

"Huh, I guessed it was right," the eccentric reporter chuckled and looked at Gao Cheng. "You really are that person..."

Gao Cheng frowned and wanted to continue to question, but suddenly there was a scream on the second floor of the villa.

"what!"

"The garden?"

"What happened?"

Regardless of asking the weird person for questioning, Gao Cheng and Xiaolan hurriedly rushed to the second floor, and finally the existing room was locked from the inside.

"Cityto..." Yuanzi was unable to grasp the rope that strangled his neck, and his consciousness became increasingly blurred.

"The garden! Are you in there? What's wrong?"

"Boom, boom, boom!" Xiaolan kicked open the door directly in the sound of slamming the door, and at a glance he saw the garden and Teacher Mihara lying on the ground.

"The garden!"

Xiaolan cried and hugged Yuanzi: "Yuanzi! Please, open your eyes! Yuanzi!"

"She just fell asleep." Gao Cheng let down Yuanzi's wrist in a light breath, looked at the clear mark on Yuanzi's neck, and checked the condition of Mr. Mihara next to him. Finally, his eyes fell on the open window.

"call-!"

A series of clear footprints stretched out in the wind and snow. Gao Cheng handed the garden to Xiaolan to take care of him. He jumped out of the window and chased after the footprints, but it turned out that the footprints finally reached the gate of the villa.

"this is?!"

The murderer is still in the villa...

Gao Cheng's complexion was ugly, and he stood motionless by the footsteps at the door.

Finally, some people around us have been affected, unforgivable!

In the bedroom on the first floor, Gao Cheng carried the drowsy garden to the bed, and everyone surrounded him. Teacher Nakamura was helping Mr. Mihara treat the wound.

When Yonehara was stunned by the secret murderer with a handkerchief, his head hit the wall because of resistance, and the garden that came after was strangled by the murderer.

On the backs of both of them, the murderer used lipstick to write a word, namely "mi" and "na".

"Why doesn't Yuanzi wake up yet?" Xiaolan watched beside the bed worriedly.

"It must have been too much anesthetic," Minori Nakamura said, "just wait a while."

"But do the footprints really lead to the gate?" Ms. Yonehara worried. "In that case, isn't the murderer still in the villa?"

"There should be no doubt about this. The murderer is the man in this villa."

Gao Cheng thought and looked at everyone: "Where were you when the accident happened?"

"I'm taking a shower."

"I'm listening to music in my room..."

The two young teachers looked strangely at Gao Cheng with a serious face: "What kind of tone are you, do you suspect that we are the murderers?"

"Huh," the eccentric reporter leaned at the door, grinning hoarsely, "Don't you still know? He is the modern left-word detective, Kosei Kudo! At first, he was called because he resembled Kudo Shinichi. Kudo Shinichi second..."

"Detective, detective?"

The sights of several teachers were all focused on Gao Cheng: "Kito... is actually the detective! No wonder I have seen it somewhere..."

"Everyone," Gao Cheng only had this case in his mind, and asked in front of everyone, "Can you tell me what happened three years ago?"

Without waiting for a few teachers to reply, the **** reporter's voice suppressed: "Three years ago, a little girl named Mochizuki Minako at Beito Elementary School committed suicide by hanging herself. Although it was because of the test pressure, I felt that things were not that simple. ."

The reporter Yin Yin laughed: "Now it seems that someone wants to avenge the dead Mochizuki Minako, but these teachers here can't get rid of the relationship, right? Teacher Yonehara, who was a teacher at the time, also hopes that Tsuki Minako volleyball Mr. Sakai, the consultant of the company..."

The reporter's gaze swept across several teachers with ugly faces like a knife: "By the way, Nakamura-sensei, you should have prevented her from committing suicide at the time. As a health care teacher, you know Mochizuki Minako the best? And so are Shimoda-sensei. …"

"But let's not say whether we are responsible or not. It would be ridiculous to retaliate against us because Minako committed suicide?" Mr. Sakata interrupted, "I think it must be Mr. Sugiyama who is playing a prank!"

"Can this be called a prank?" Ms. Yonehara responded strongly, "I'm okay, but the garden is strangled!"

"Have you called that teacher Sugiyama?" Gao Cheng said calmly.

"Ah, I called, but there is only a phone message."

"Damn, what the **** is Sugiyama going to do?"

The teachers were noisy and frowned.

Although he had some doubts about these people, he didn't have any clues, and the Sugiyama-sensei was also a problem...

6 After interrogating a few people, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Gao Cheng stayed alone in the bedroom to look after the garden, while the others went to prepare dinner first.

"It's best not to act alone. The murderer is probably still in this villa now."

"Don't worry, there shouldn't be any problems if we all stay in the living room?"

"City house..." Conan wanted to communicate with Gao Cheng, but was pulled by Xiao Lan next to him.

"Sister Xiaolan?"

"Shhh!"

Xiao Lan looked at Gao Cheng, who was frowning and thinking, and the drowsy garden, and led Conan out of the room involuntarily.

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