Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

On the Sunday evening when I went to the cooking class, the high cost came because I wanted to go there together, but Hui Yuan didn't agree, saying that he just wanted to learn French cooking calmly.

"Do I look like a plague god?"

Gao Cheng sat alone in an office that was kept tidy by Haibara, holding a mangno dog to tickle his hair a little boredly, and after a while he looked at Yoko Okino's CD video.

One person and one dog watched the TV quietly. When it was almost nine o'clock, Gao Cheng couldn't hold back and gradually fell asleep on the sofa.

He had only completed a commission in the past two days, and he was too tired for a small commission.

It was half past nine, and when it was close to ten o'clock, Hui Yuan came back to the office bathed in the moonlight.

Opening the office door, I immediately saw Gao Cheng and Mangno sleeping on the sofa. The TV was still on and Yoko Okino's program was still playing.

Hui Yuan let out a soft breath, helped Gao Cheng cover the blanket, and cleaned up the mess of snacks on the coffee table before returning to the third floor.

...

Around ten o'clock in the evening, the streets along the Sakura River were quite quiet, and the evening breeze passed by the river, and people who had been tired for the day closed their stores, doors and windows, and prepared to rest.

In a street house, a man sits in a meticulously tidy tatami room, kneeling in front of a bookshelf full of books, and a book is already placed on the small table in front of him.

I turned the pages of the book, adjusted the recording equipment, and after checking the time with the broken screen mobile phone, I cleared my throat a little before officially reading the recording.

"Under the Wheel," the author, Hermann Hesse, there is no doubt that Hans Gibbonrath is a gifted child. Just running with other children can clearly see his unusualness. Where..."

Like the breeze of the man, listening to a melodious and quiet pastoral music, and as if bathing in the warm sunlight, the man himself seemed to enjoy himself, without the daily annoyance in his heart, it was exceptionally peaceful.

This feeling was quickly broken, a noisy motorcycle engine and hip-hop music rang out on the street, as well as a group of unhealthy roars.

"Start the carnival! Ooo!"

"The woman from last time was really strong!"

"Haha, are you fishing crush like that?"

The man stopped recording, sat in silence for a while, closed the book and got up to turn off the light, took the phone, and walked to the window without expression.

A few bad guys outside parked their cars by the river, and they made noisy noises. Fireworks were set off between the shouts, and the clean roadside was full of messy graffiti.

A young man in red saw his companion peeing into the river and deliberately shouted at the residential area: "Hey! You are so noisy, are you harassing the neighborhood?! Haha!"

"Neighbors! I'm so sorry!"

"Please forgive us! Haha!"

"I said," the young man in red put his cigarette **** out on a statue, and sat opposite his companion rather boringly, "Next time we try on the roof of the Third Middle School, how about we forcibly break in?"

"nice!"

"Agree! I've been to a girl over there!"

"Isn't it dangerous if found?"

"It's okay. The guards are old men anyway. If they are found, fix them!"

...

In the early morning of the next day, Gao Cheng lay on the sofa with a grin. After Hui Yuan shouted for a while without waking up, he had to make breakfast and go to school first.

"Don't be like this, Miss Yoko, it's too casual..." Gao Cheng waved his hand and woke up with a damp feeling. Only when he opened his eyes he saw the black nose of the big dog Mancuno and Chao The tongue that I licked myself.

"Manguno--!"

Jumping off the sofa, Gao Cheng rushed to the bathroom to clean up Mangno's saliva. He stared at Mangno's feet ferociously: "You are not allowed to lick me in the future!"

"Woo." Manguno ran away with his tail in a daze.

Gao Cheng finally cleaned it up. It was eight o'clock, and he was about to go upstairs for breakfast. Only then did he find a young woman in a smart suit at the door of the office.

"That," the woman was a little embarrassed, "I knocked on the door, and then I found that you were sleeping...Is Yoko Yoko an idol Yoko Okino?"

"Cough, sit down."

Gao Cheng packed up the sofa and poured a glass of water in the pantry.

"Is there anything to do with me?"

"Are you a Kioto Detective?" The woman's mind was full of the image just now, and her face was even more embarrassed. "In fact, Officer Sato introduced me to you. She said that if there is a case that cannot be resolved, she can find you.

"Detective Sato?"

Gao Cheng suddenly thought of Mumu's police flower, Takagi's crush, he had encountered a photographer murder case during the last campus ceremony of Didan University, but he hadn't seen each other much since.

"Are you?" Gao Cheng looked at the woman hesitantly.

"Ah, my name is Yui Utsumi," the woman hurriedly introduced, "now at the Kaizuka North Police Station Investigation Division..."

Gao Cheng rubbed his brows.

Yes, he doesn't need to think about commission fees in the police case.

"I'll have something to eat before going to the scene with you."

"Then I will trouble you." Utsumi Yui breathed a sigh of relief. Although Gao Cheng felt that Gao Cheng couldn't help, he could only be a dead horse doctor.

Near Sakuragawa, Lane 3, 5-chome, Gao Cheng had eaten coldly earlier, with half a slice of bread stuffed in his mouth, and followed Utsumi Yui to the scene of the incident.

"The case happened at around 22:20 last night. The deceased who was burned to death was named Yamashita Ryosuke, 19 years old. The reporter was also with him at the time. I heard that the whole head burned from the back of the head."

Utsumi Yui carefully explained: "The body was examined last night. The victim was completely charred from the neck to the head. The direct cause of death was burn shock, and even the skull was charred. Do you want to see it?"

"Don't go."

"Will Detective Kioto be afraid of corpses too?"

"It's not a question of whether I'm afraid or not, I just had breakfast."

Gao Cheng lifted the isolation yellow belt and walked to the bank of the river where the crime was committed. The concrete floor was full of graffiti and cigarette butts. There was still a white print of a human figure on a wooden table in the middle, and the floor at his head was scorched.

Naihai took the notebook and continued: "The other three people who were together were friends who had graduated from the same high school before. They sat around the table and faced the victim..."

"What's the cause of the fire?" Gao Cheng interrupted.

"I just couldn't find the cause of the fire. Although it is temporarily identified as an accident caused by fireworks," Inland Sea looked at the cigarette butts and fireworks left at the scene. "With these ground mouse fireworks, can the skull be burned into charcoal? The thing is incredible, it's just like the human body ignites spontaneously."

"Spontaneous combustion of the human body?"

Gao Sung looked at the scene with a headache~www.NovelMTL.com~ Has there ever been such a case in Conan? It feels super troublesome...

A statue of a policeman by the river is full of burnt black burnt by cigarette butts. The two policemen are also black, and there is a hole on one side. Other places are messy. The trash cans and bulletin boards are not only the graffiti, but the burn marks of the cigarette butts. , Seems to be often devastated.

"How is it?" Nei Hai looked at Gao Cheng looking around and sighed slightly, "Did you find anything? The cause of the fire..."

Gao Cheng squatted by the river and looked at it, shook his head and said, "I'm a detective, not a scientist. The human body is igniting spontaneously..."

In the city's detective office, Gao Cheng sat at his desk with his hair clutched, with a pile of borrowed information books in front of him, and his computer opened the search interface.

"Anthropology...Combustionology...Spontaneous combustion of the human body...without contact with the method of burning the human body..."

"Ah, what is it that causes the human body to ignite spontaneously in such a cold sky? Or is it by the river in the middle of the night..."

"I'm back." Hui Yuan walked into the office, took the door, and put his schoolbag on the sofa, quietly watching Gao Cheng, who was scratching his hair in pain, "So, what troublesome work is there?"

Gao Cheng will be overwhelmed: "Nothing, there is a strange case on the police side... By the way, do you know the cause of spontaneous combustion?"

"do not know."

Huihara answered quite simply, paused, and then said, "I couldn't go to the cooking class yesterday. I need to change to another one with the same tuition."

"I can't go in just one day?" Gao Cheng said blankly, "Can't the teacher?"

"Ms. Shangsen was killed last night." Hui Yuan said flatly.

"Huh? So, I said that I am not a plague god, and the case will still happen if I am not..."

"Yesterday the daughter did not go there for something," Hui Yuan glanced at Gao Cheng. "The one who went to the detective office next door instead of her."