Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

The surroundings of Chudu Mountain Villa were completely covered by snowstorms, and the poor visibility could no longer go out. Everyone who returned to the wooden house couldn't help but rejoice.

It's too dangerous to stay outside in this kind of weather...

"How? What did the police say?"

"it is true."

In the living room of the wooden house, Uncle Maori groaned and hung up the phone.

"I heard that there was an avalanche at around 8 o'clock this evening. The tunnel leading to this place is indeed impassable. The police said they would not know if they could come over until tomorrow..."

"Even if there is no avalanche, it would be difficult for the police to come over in this kind of weather."

The expressions of everyone in the room were a little heavy for a while, only the two hunters looked relaxed and happy, whispering mysteriously not knowing what they were talking about.

Gao Cheng held his chin, and he was still thinking about the Shikoku dog that had brought him to the corpse with chocolate in his mouth.

He is exactly the same as Saburo, almost thought hell...

"Damn it!" Uncle Maori looked at the camera and camera brought back to the wooden house with wonder, "In order to find clues, I brought Mr. Ergaki's camera and camera back, but the tape in the camera has never been used... the only one. The clue is that the roll of filmed negatives in the camera was so hungry that the forensic staff did not know what was taken before they were processed..."

"Well," Fenchuan Shiguo interjected, "I will leave the small matter of developing the negatives to me. Ergaki said that if he took the wild wolf, he would like to see the photos immediately, so he even brought the tools to develop the negatives...

"Mother-in-law, let me use the toilet. It happens to be used as a darkroom."

Fanchuan Shiguo ably rolled up her sleeves and took the film negatives. The old woman said nothing, "You just use it."

"Then I'll help you." Xiaolan hurriedly followed Fenchuan Shiguo to leave, leaving everyone around Uncle Maori.

The bearded and horse-faced man asked concerned: "Mr. Maori, is there really only the roll of negatives? Is there no other negatives or video tapes in that little brother's backpack?"

"Yes, yes, but those negatives and video tapes have not been opened yet."

"In other words, that little brother was killed before he could photograph anything?"

"Well," Uncle Maori thought for a while, "I think Mr. Ergaki may prefer to use a camera to take pictures instead of photography..."

"It's impossible!" Yazi interrupted, "If you really want to say it, Eryuan prefers to shoot with a camera. He also took a lot of pictures last night!"

"is it?"

Uncle Maori looked at Yazi in a daze, and didn't know how to explain it for a while.

Conan glanced at Gao Cheng, and asked Yazi, "Can you show us those videos?"

"Yes, but he has a lot of video tapes in his backpack, so I don't know which ones were shot last night..."

"Hey!" Ma Liannan said anxiously, "I don't think I should look at the things that the dead man took?"

"why?"

Uncle Maori looked strangely at the two sweaty hunters: "Did there be some ulterior things in it?"

"When, of course not, it just feels weird..."

"If you really want to watch it, everyone should look forward to it together, and there is no need to worry about the number of people." The old woman suggested.

"Ok……"

Ma Liannan looked at the videotape that Yazi went to the room with gloomy expressions.

There is a TV in the living room. After Yazi brought the videotape, everyone immediately watched it, but there was nothing special about the content. It was all the usual video of making chocolate yesterday.

"Hmm." Yuanzi noticed that the video was not on the video, just raised eyebrows and stared suspiciously at the thinking Gao Cheng.

Very familiar...

It's so familiar, how can such a deja vu detective look so similar?

I remember that the first time I met was in Izu, the second time was in a department store incident, and the third time I met in this place...

"Mother-in-law," Gao Cheng suddenly asked the old woman with her hands behind her back, "Is there only Saburo a dog here?"

"Of course," the old woman looked at Saburo who was playing with a ball next to her. "Didn't you also see it? There is only Saburo here."

"Then why is it called Saburo?" Gao Cheng asked.

"Because the dogs I bred before were called Taro and Jiro, but they are no longer in this world," the old woman sighed. "The name Taro was actually taken from my own mouth. As for Jiro, that dog is also a Shikoku dog like Saburo. I heard that after my husband’s ex-wife passed away, Jiro died with her not long after..."

"Are there still pictures of Jiro?" Gao Cheng's expression lit up.

There was a problem with that dog exactly like Saburo.

"I think there should be talent in my husband's album. By the way, his room is the one where Mr. Ergaki lives..."

Yuanzi watched Gao Cheng secretly with a sullen face.

The tone of the question is also very familiar, and the situation is exactly the same as that of the town when he was there, and he will overturn the reasoning of Uncle Maori later?

"Mother-in-law," Conan had been listening quietly, seeing Ako helping to go to the album, and asked, "Is Jiro really dead?"

"Yes, I heard my husband said he died of illness," the old woman touched Saburo affectionately.

"Wow!"

Uncle Maori stood up in front of the TV and stared at the old woman taking Saburo away: "She just said the ex-wife? It turns out that she is the second wife..."

"The previous boss told us about this," said Beard, drinking a can of beer. "After his ex-wife died, he happened to meet this old woman who came here to stay for the night, because they were able to talk to each other and they were together. "

"Yes," Ma Liannan said with a light smile, "I still remember, because the old woman is good at making dim sum, this villa has been beautiful for a while, but since the death of the former wife, it has become more and more deserted..."

Gao Cheng looked at the two who were nostalgic for: "Listening to you, I used to come here often."

"Ah, no... we've only been here once before."

The bearded two hurriedly changed the subject vaguely and said: "By the way, is the fourth volume of the video we are watching now the last volume?"

Yazi came back with the photo album with the old woman, and nodded after hearing this: "Only these rolls of tape were taken yesterday."

"I said you two," Gao Cheng looked at the two hunters, frowning slightly, "seems to care about the tape taken by Mr. Ergaki..."

"No, no."

The two beards haha ​​wiping sweat.

"We also want to see if we can help find clues..."

"I found it, I found it," the old woman happily flipped through the album and pointed to an old gentleman and two Shikoku dogs that are exactly the same. "That's it. On the left is Jiro, on the right is Saburo, with the ones hanging around their necks. Medals, I heard that they were awarded to them by the county government when they rescued the trapped people in the past..."

Gao Cheng and Conan followed along to the album.

"These two dogs are exactly the same..."

"Huh?" The old woman hesitated, "Is Saburo the one on the left and the one on the right?"

"Mother-in-law..."

"I said you guys, what Saburo Jiro's," Uncle Mouri watched the video tape with a gloomy expression, "there is no clue at all, it's just a normal video..."

"It's not necessarily," Fenchuan Shiguo and Xiaolan came from the bathroom, "At least we already know the time of Eryuan's murder."

Uncle Maori was stunned: "What do you say?"

"Look at this picture."

Fanchuan Shiguo handed the washed photo to the uncle, and there were a few obvious black shadows on the last one.

"There are no dark shadows in the previous photos, only this last one. I think it was taken when Eryuan was attacked. Maybe there was blood on the lens at that time."

"But, is this really blood stains?" Uncle Maori stared at the photo.

"Absolutely can't be wrong," Xiaolan affirmed, "because we tried loading other negatives into the camera, and the washed photos also have dark shadows!"

"In this way, the time when Mr. Eryuan was killed should have been daytime, and it was before the snowfall..."

Uncle Maori thought: "I remember today from Mr. Ergaki's departure to the beginning of snowing ~ www.NovelMTL.com~ The only ones who are not in the villa are the old woman and you two who are looking for wild wolves in the mountains..."

The two faces on his beard and beard changed drastically: "Hey, don't talk nonsense, we didn't kill people..."

Gao Cheng glanced over the arguing crowd.

No, the photos with dark shadows are very problematic. The time of death of the deceased may be caused by the murderer, not necessarily during the day.

People who need to do this kind of hands and feet...

Gao Cheng turned his attention to the existence of Fanchuan Shiguo and Yazi who had been alibi.

When the blizzard came, they went out looking for people, and they still looked for people separately, and there was enough time to commit crimes.

But what happened to these two hunters?

Sneaky...