Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"Who killed my husband then?" Mrs. Hirota asked, clutching Henggou, "There is no spare key for this room..."

"This," Henggou glanced at Gao Cheng and said with a dry smile, "Calm down, ma'am, aren't we investigating this? Have any suspicious people visited the professor tonight?"

"In addition to the town's detectives, there seem to be two or three people coming over," Mrs. Hirota pointed to Gao Cheng and replied, "Because I happened to attend the township meeting in the town, I am not sure..."

"Township Assembly?"

"Yeah, I went with the wives nearby. I left at 8 o'clock and came back at 11 o'clock. When I was out, Mr. Kioto called."

"Then madam, you didn't see the guest who came to see your husband tonight, did you?" Henggou said with a headache.

"I've seen the first visitor here," Mrs. Hirota recalled. "At that time, I happened to be out with the wife next door. My husband said it was a former student of him. It seems that the last name is Hosiya... and other me. I just heard him say that two or three students will come to see him..."

"It's gone," Hui Yuan checked the computer next to him, and suddenly said, "Not only is all the disks missing, even the data in the computer seems to have been washed away!"

"Huh?" Henggou was startled when he heard the words, and looked back at Huiyuan, who was touching things randomly, "Who is this kid?"

"She is my assistant." Gao Cheng said while squatting next to the corpse while checking the scene.

"Help, assistant?" Henggou pointed at Huihara and Gao Cheng blankly, and said with a sweaty smile, "Detective Jodo... really deserves to be a detective, this kid seems to be very powerful..."

"Police Officer Henggou," Gao Cheng looked at the phone on the ground, with a book on it, "this looks like an answering machine. Can I listen to the answering machine first?"

"Oh, it has been verified on the spot, and now it's no problem to flip." Henggou reacted and quickly pressed the answering machine button with his gloves on.

"There are 13 messages in total..."

The investigation was proceeding methodically, but Gao Cheng thought of the people in black.

Once caught by those guys, things will become quite troublesome. Not only him, but the people around him will also be in danger.

"You'd better not just intervene in this case," Huihara reminded, standing aside, "They are probably still staring here..."

"Do you think those guys did it?"

"It is very likely that, as you said before, it is not difficult for them to find the floppy disk, because the missing floppy disk record and the records I sent out at the time are all left in the organization."

Huihara said and looked at Gao Cheng: "Anyway, if it is involved in the organization's case, it is still too dangerous for you."

"It's too early to say this," Conan shook his head. "It's not certain that it has something to do with them. This case is not like theirs."

"Excuse me, what happened?" A young man appeared at the door, "I'm Shirakura who had an appointment with the teacher..."

"You are Shirakura? Professor Hirota has been murdered, perhaps by someone visiting."

Henggou heard 12 telephone messages one after another, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Morioka has 2 calls, but Mr. Shirakura, you actually have 10 calls. Isn't it too much?"

"This," the young man said anxiously, "because I played many times and no one answered it, so I came to have a look. I didn't expect the teacher to have an accident."

Henggou looked at the youth suspiciously, then continued to check the message and said: "Next is the 13th pass, the last message."

"Dip! Hello...I want to introduce our new...insurance product...to explain to you...Could you please take some time...I will call again..."

"It's an insurance salesman." Henggou frowned, and turned to ask the police officer to find Morioka who was in the message, and Hosoya who was visiting at the beginning.

"No," Conan's face constricted, "Although the sound has changed a bit because of the machine, but this tone...this sound..."

"Vodka," Hui Yuan said suddenly, "this is the voice of vodka. It seems that they did not do this incident. If it is for them, the first task is not to set up the secret room, but to retrieve the tape with the sound record."

Conan also followed: "In other words, they are not here yet?"

"If they find that there is a police investigation here, they will probably have a headache," Hui Yuan said with a light smile, "because the tapes can no longer be recovered, and even the magnets are missing."

"Organization..."

Gao Cheng couldn't put his mouth in the mouth, just mumbling about his impression of Conan's black organization.

I used to look at it as a joke, because the main character seems to be either undercover or not very reliable except for the gin. There are also many betrayal organizations, but when I really face it, I still feel quite mysterious and scary.

The black-clothed organization is hidden in the dark, not just as simple as in the anime, otherwise it would have been taken away by the undercover agents.

At least it's not too difficult to deal with this little detective.

Gao Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

The killer of this organization is not as easy to deal with as the female killer who used steel wire as a weapon...

Hui Yuan carried a small hand, his gaze turned to the silent Gao Cheng, his cool gaze was flat and his eyes tightened slightly: "Forget it, lock the door outside the room, and then put the key into the center of the room, and it happened to be pressed against the notebook. Next, it’s impossible in terms of physics..."

"Impossible?" Gao Cheng regained his senses.

"Yes, even with the tape on the answering machine, I can't do it. Although there are many doubts, but considering that I drank alcohol... I fell down with the bookshelf and hit the back of my head. It was not completely impossible to cause this accident."

Huihara didn't want Gao Cheng to continue to blend in, closed his eyes, and said softly: "And it's dangerous to stay here, Joto, you can't go on like this..."

"No?" Gao Cheng raised his eyebrows, his eyes swept across the scene of the murder case.

Indeed, as Huihara said, this secret room is very different. Professor Hirota’s body is also full of alcohol. It seems to be an accident. But Officer Henggou also makes sense. He was in...or Conan. Now, the possibility of accidents is still quite small, especially when there are many suspicious points at the scene.

Henggou was still questioning a few visitors. The young Shirakura who left too many phone messages, Hosiya, the chief of the securities company who visited the first time, and Morioka, the vet who often played chess with Professor Hirota.

These three are all suspects...

Gao Cheng stood by the answering machine with his mouth tightly closed, and saw that the forensic officer was investigating the tape on the answering machine.

The suspicious part of the belt is that the sound is intermittent. What might the murderer do with the belt...

The doors and windows of the room are all locked, and the only thing that allows the key to enter the room from the outside is a small gap under the door. It is impossible to press the key under the notebook with the tape alone.

Gao Cheng turned his eyes to the bookshelf and scattered books, and closed his eyes silently while frowning.

Opening his eyes again, all the details of the entire murder scene appeared before Gao Cheng's eyes.

Bookshelves, murder weapons, corpses, scattered bookshelves, inverted telephones, tapes with intermittent voices, room keys held down by notebooks...

The superfluous details gradually disappeared, and in the end only the notebook connected to the door and the answering machine were left.

Gao Cheng's eyes fell on the chessmen scattered around the notebook, and all the details in his mind began to reproduce the scene backwards.

"Let's go," Huihara urged, "Let's leave the back door quickly..."

"You guys, let's go first," Gao Cheng withdrew from the thinking space, and said to Conan Huiyuan and Dr. A Li, "I will take care of it next."

"Huh?" Hui Yuan stared at Gao Cheng in a daze.

"Have you solved the murderer's tactics?!" Conan asked in amazement. He was also sure that it was not an accident, but the secret room tactics were stuck and couldn't be solved.

"My way of reasoning is a bit special."

Gao Cheng bent down and picked up a chessman: "These chess pieces are the key. The keys and the chess pieces around the notebook are not scattered randomly, the truth is..."

In Conan's enlightened gaze, Gao Cheng picked up the notebook and placed three chessmen in front of the answering machine to form a triangle, then turned to Mrs. Hirota and asked, "Are there any spare tapes?"

"Ah," Mrs. Hirota whispered, "Yes, yes. My husband seems to be in a drawer under the computer..."

"This is?" Conan stared at the chess piece with a shock, and a bright light flashed in his mind.

Gao Cheng got the spare tape and began to arrange it among the onlookers of Henggou police officer and the crowd. First, he pulled out enough length of the tape in the tape, then put the tape into the answering machine, and then straightened the exposed tape. Pull out the door and pass through the key ring.

"Conan, can you help me?"

"it is good!"

Conan, who reacted, raised his hand and ran to the door facing the suspicious sight of Officer Henggou, and pulled the strap through the key ring back to the study, and finally put it on a chessman near the phone, and finally put the notebook in the triangle. On the chess pieces placed.

Huihara hugged his arm to see the whole arrangement, and chuckled: "Are you going to use the power of a tape to pull down the chess piece? This is only theoretically. The base of the chess is very stable, so before falling down, the key will definitely be Take it out of the notebook with the chess piece, and you won’t be just under the notebook..."

"The other way around?" Conan further arranged, "Although the head of the chess piece is round, as long as the notebook is made of hard paper, it should be able to hold it stably."

Seeing Conan's arrangement, Huiyuan narrowed his eyes, and followed Gao Cheng who looked straight at the door.

Gao Cheng took out his mobile phone: "Let's actually experiment again now."

After closing the door and simulating locking the door with a key wearing a belt, Gao Cheng placed the key in front of the door, and then used his mobile phone to call the room to leave a message.

As the answering machine is activated, the strap is automatically rewound, and the key is gradually pulled from the crack of the door to the notebook supported by the chessman. After reaching the bottom of the notebook, it quickly hits the chessman...

"Go in, go in!" Henggou police officer and several suspects watched in horror as the key was pressed under the notebook, and the three chess pieces fell around the notebook. Everything was similar to the original scene.

Even the remaining tapes were all rolled up to the answering recorder smoothly.

"It really can..."

"Of course," Gao Cheng returned to the study. "This technique may seem surprising at first, but it's not particularly subtle. I'm afraid it was just a temporary idea of ​​the murderer's panic, so I didn't leave it behind. Less suspicious places even left decisive evidence...

"Mr. Shirakura who left a message 10 times, the murderer is you!"

"Wait, wait a minute!" Standing in the crowd, the young man Bai Cang suddenly became the focus, pale and smiled, "What kind of evidence is this? I just left a lot of comments..."

"Then why are you running back to the scene?" Gao Cheng interrupted.

"Didn't I tell you? Of course it was because the phone couldn't get through, so I came here..." Bai Cang looked at Gao Cheng, his voice became smaller and weaker, and his teeth began to tremble involuntarily.

"It's because you want to retrieve the tapes covered with fingerprints?" Gao Cheng continued, "I originally planned to act as the first discoverer with Mrs. Hirota, but I didn't expect someone to find out in advance. Even the police are here, I said. Right? As for the motive for the murder, I'm afraid it was those disks..."

"All the disks are in the car outside of me," Bai Cang gritted his teeth weakly with his fists. "It's all because of that photo."

"That picture?"

"I had plastic surgery when I was a model, and even changed my name, but the photos of the previous faces remained on the professor's side..."

"So you killed the professor because of this?"

"How is it possible?" Shirakura said uncomfortably. "Recently, the magazine planned an event. I originally wanted to find a professor to borrow photos of men posing as women in my university celebrations, because the relationship between makeup and wigs does not show the original appearance, and It’s also special... but the professor said..."

Shirakura looked at Professor Hirota on the ground: "'I have forgotten which disk to scan the photo of your male disguised as a woman. If it is the ordinary photo sent to you, I can find it right away. Should I directly Send it to the editorial department?', UU reading www.uukanshu.com, he teased me so drunkly, and when I recovered, he was already in front of me..."

Shirakura smiled bitterly: "Next, as you said, Detective Joto, it was a bit rushed, but I didn't expect a detective to come over and see through my technique all at once. It's too ironic."

Henggou handcuffed Bai Cang solemnly: "Let's go, go back to the police station and talk about it."

"Hey, Acheng," Dr. A Li anxiously reminded Gao Chengdao, "I have to get that disk back!"

Gao Cheng nodded and found Henggou alone.

Although all the exhibits must be sent to the police station for investigation, it is not without room for negotiation, especially in the face of good old people.

"Police Officer Henggou, that disk has nothing to do with the case. We are here today in a hurry to find Professor Hirota to get the disk back. It doesn't matter if we take it away, right?"

"This one…"

…

Outside the Kioto Detective Office, Haibara silently followed Gao Cheng to the downstairs. On the way back from Shizuoka Prefecture, Haibara kept his head down and said nothing.

Gao Cheng stopped and looked back at the silent Huiyuan: "Even if I didn't get the disk back, I don't have to be so sad, right? I'll find a way..."

Huihara slowly raised his head, revealing a teary little face: "Why? Why didn't you save my sister in the first place?"

Gao Cheng's pupils tightened suddenly, and he greeted Huihara's crying eyes in a daze: "Are you talking about the 1 billion yen robbery? At that time I..."

Huihara grabbed Gao Cheng's trouser legs and cried loudly: "You have so much reasoning ability, it should be easy to see through my sister's affairs! Why...why?"

"It's not that I don't want to save, it's just..."

The dusty memory rushed to Gao Cheng's heart again, that was what happened before he crossed.