Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

At dusk, when Gao Cheng walked back to the office, he still felt a little uncomfortable. It seemed that it was the reason why he spent the night in the office last night.

I don’t know if Xiao Ai is back...

Gao Cheng glanced at the office and suddenly found a familiar girl standing in front of the coffee shop, looking at the coffee shop with complex expressions, neither leaving nor going in.

The girl tied her hair behind her head with a turban, but the long crescent tip of her temples still made him remember.

It seems to be one of the two young ladies in the coffee shop downstairs when he ran the detective agency. Compared with the original one, she has a bit more femininity, but she still looks young like a girl.

Are you married?

Gao Cheng noticed that the girl was in a trance with a trace of sorrow, and proactively greeted, "I asked someone to open this coffee shop later. It's not bad for the time being."

"what?"

The girl recovered, wiped the corners of her eyes in a fluster, looked at Gao Cheng and smiled gently: "Detective Jodo, I didn't expect you to become a famous detective now. I often hear about you..."

"It's just a little fame," Gao Cheng smiled and curiously asked, "How are you now? Are you married?"

"Ah? No," the girl couldn't laugh or cry. "I am now working as a servant in a big family, do I look older?"

"Not really, it's just a lot more mature than before."

"People will change over time," the girl sighed and looked at the coffee shop. "However, I was actually much happier when I was in Tokyo..."

"Where is your friend?" Gao Cheng felt the exhaustion of the girl's words, and opened his mouth. "If there is a problem, I can still help."

The girl laughed and said: "Why does the city detective think we are in trouble? My current job is okay, and Lizi's coffee shop in her hometown is also not bad..."

"Lizi?" Gao Cheng was taken aback.

"That's my friend," the girl smiled, "I almost forgot. The Detectives of Kioto didn't even know our name. My name is Hojo Hatsho, and my friend is Riko Sakusa..."

"is it?"

Gao Cheng was a little embarrassed. When he first came, he was half tired every day, and he didn't know him well.

"However, Ms. Hatsui, I think you seemed very sad just now..."

"Yes, do you?" Hojo Chuho said with a strong smile, "Sorry, I have to go back tonight, I will talk again when I have a chance."

"Uh, good."

Gao Cheng stared at Hojo Hatsho leaving hurriedly.

Although he didn't say a few words at all, he was very impressed with a cup of hot coffee during those difficult days. He was unable to help when the two young ladies closed the coffee shop and returned to their hometown due to life constraints. Now It still doesn't seem to help.

Gao Cheng stroked his chin depressedly.

Does he look so unreliable?

Going upstairs and returning to the third floor, a scent of food wafted out, and the door was opened by Xiao Ai before he waited for the height of the action.

"Couldn't you get lost again?" Xiao Wei asked suspiciously.

"Absolutely not!"

Gao Cheng touched his stomach and looked at the table, only to remember that he hadn't eaten lunch yet.

"By the way, Xiao Ai, did you see a guy with a black knitted hat today?"

"No, what's the matter?" Xiao Ai asked strangely.

"Nothing is fine, nothing is fine."

Gao Cheng haha, picked up a bowl and kept grilling rice.

To be honest, Shuichi Akai's strength is too terrifying, and it seems to be Xiaoai's brother-in-law, if that guy finds Xiaoai, he doesn't know how to deal with it.

Gao Cheng secretly looked at Xiao Ai, who also sat down to eat.

Because of his relationship, Xiao Ai's fate has changed a lot, and I don’t know what will happen in the future...

"What are you doing?" Xiao Ai's eyelids fell.

Gao Cheng regained his consciousness and continued fiercely grilling rice: "No, nothing, I have worked hard for you today, haha."

"Weird..."

...

In winter, the snow comes earlier than before, and the mountains covered by night look a little dreamy.

Gao Cheng happened to take Xiao Ai to go to the countryside to soak in the hot springs. When he saw the snow flying in the deep mountains, he remembered the legend of Xueyasha, but the wind and snow in the place he visited was not as exaggerated as Hokkaido.

At the time when the festival was held in the vicinity, Gao Cheng sat down beside the shrine with his neck shrunk, shivering and looking at the villagers in the middle of the open space with many people wearing robes and holding torches. Accompanied by the sound of drums, the villagers jumped up to mystery. The ceremonial dance, like a ghost, dances around the middle.

The faces of the villagers could not be seen clearly under the firelight, it was really cold and permeating...

Gao Cheng leaned against Xiao Ai, and found that the Maori uncles next to him were also very cold, and Conan, who was wearing thin clothes, was frozen into a second look, rubbing his legs and feet anxiously to wait for the end of the festival.

Yes, I ran into it again, but not here, but was called by Xiaolan when I hadn't decided my destination in the morning, saying that it was all going to hot springs anyway, so it's not as good as everyone, it's also more lively...

But in the cold weather, why did you come here to watch the festival inexplicably?

The voice of an old priest who presided over the festival was suppressed: "In the Warring States Period, a military commander, Chong Hua Xiuyou, once spoke to his lord Ohara Xuanwu, persuading him to abolish the harsh government that poisoned the people, but instead caused Xuanwu to be furious. All the children in the Hua family were killed. In despair, Xiuyou put on the armor he wore on the expedition. After killing Xuanwu, he stabbed the knife in the throat and committed suicide...

"To this day, the soul of General Xiuyou is still wandering. Anyone who sees his soul is said to end up dying in the end. This rushing showyou requiem is held to support the souls of General Xiuyou. The clothing used is a symbol of the armor that General Xiuyou wore when he slashed at Xuanwu with a knife..."

The priest paused, and said to Gao Cheng with his hands behind his back: "This evening happened to be the 500th anniversary of General Xiuyou's death, so please enjoy this requiem dance slowly."

Gao Cheng half-opened his eyes.

He is willing to believe everything, but he doesn't believe there are ghosts.

The most terrifying thing in this world is often people. What kind of legends about ghosts and monsters killing people are not necessarily unwarranted things in the end?

Either accident or man-made...

"Little Lan," Uncle Maori waited until the priest walked away, and quickly stood up and said to the fascinated Xiao Lan, "have you seen enough? Should we set off for the hot spring?"

"Are you going to leave?" Xiaolan looked at the festival dance with some dismay.

"What are you talking about? It's getting late..."

"The pass leading to the hot springs is now blocked because of snow," a handsome young man with long hair began to speak. "What can't you get through~www.NovelMTL.com~?" Uncle Maori was stunned.

"Dad, what should I do?"

"Let’s find a place nearby to stay for one night," Gao Cheng breathed and rubbed his hands. "It won’t be too late to soak in the hot spring tomorrow..."

"But I haven't seen any hotels near here."

"I think so," said the young man kindly. "I'm planning to go there as well. If you don't dislike it, I'll go together."

"Okay, okay," Maori breathed a sigh of relief, "It's really troublesome."

"It's nothing."

Uncle Maori and his entourage followed the youth to leave the festival venue, Xiao Ai also jumped off the wooden bench, and looked at Gao Cheng who was incapable of moving in doubt: "What's wrong?"

"It always feels weird," Gao Cheng said helplessly, "I have a bad feeling..."