Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"I said……"

Gao Cheng leaned to the door with his arms in his arms and interrupted the movements of the two who were about to open Eryuan's luggage.

"What are you two doing? There really is a problem..."

"You, you have misunderstood," his beard was shocked, gritted his teeth and looked back at Gao Cheng, sweating profusely, "Isn't Mr. Maori clueless? We are just thinking that maybe we can come here to find a clue to solve the case. Maybe..."

Gao Cheng expressionlessly: "You two have not been cleared of the suspects. Is there any suggestion that the suspect is looking for clues? Isn't it because you want to destroy the evidence?"

"How... how?"

The bearded two spread their hands, haha ​​and walked out of the room.

"Look, we didn't take anything."

Gao Cheng watched the two leave with cold eyes, and then looked at the room in front of him.

These two should not be the murderers, but there is a problem for sure...

Maybe it was originally the relationship of the former boss’s room, which is much better than his room on the second floor. The shelves against the wall are lined with books, and there is a separate sofa and coffee table.

Gao Cheng walked to the suitcase that had been opened.

The top layer was covered with clothing. Before he could look at Conan, he squeezed over and found a coat that was stained with blood in front of him.

"Sure enough, that's right," Conan stared at the jacket without anyone else. "The blood was broken in the middle. It should be the camera..."

Gao Cheng glanced at Conan.

This guy always likes to jump up and down in front of others, he really wants to beat him up like an uncle and throw it out.

However, the blood stains on the clothes were confirmed, but I didn't know what the two hunters were looking for.

Gao Cheng's eyes fell on the video tape in the suitcase.

Is it a belt...

"City!"

Suddenly, Gao Cheng yelled to the face, and Gao Cheng turned his head subconsciously, and stared at Yuanzi who looked suspicious.

"Huh?" Gao Cheng's heart beat abruptly, and there was a cold air behind him, "Well... Yuanzi, who are you calling?"

"Um..." Yuanzi walked closer, staring at Gao Cheng up and down for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Gao Cheng's chest, and grabbed it a few times.

Really?

Yuanzi turned and walked away more suspiciously.

"..."

Gao Cheng's whole body froze, staring blankly at the garden leaving.

What do you mean?

Can this be recognized?

Gao Cheng was shocked in a cold sweat.

To be careless, I would forget about the case when he encountered a case. If the garden knew that he had been disguised as a city house several times before, God knows what would happen... I would definitely not be able to raise my head in front of the garden in the future.

Fortunately, it's a camouflage card...

Although the camouflage card can only change its form in a short time, but not its personality or habits, it is not nearly perfect like Kidd's camouflage technology, but the changed form is almost the same as the real...

Becoming smaller is really becoming smaller, becoming a "ghost" is really transparent and lighter, and becoming a woman also really has a female body, not Kidd's fake breasts, nor Belmode's kind of **** **** .

"That," Conan was still holding the blood-stained coat in his hand, "I didn't see anything..."

Gao Cheng collapsed his eyelids and walked out of the room silently.

Be careful not to be seen through by the garden, the most important thing now is this incident...

He already has a candidate for the suspect, and the problem is lack of evidence.

After passing by Saburo's cage, Gao Cheng stopped, and then let Saburo out of the cage, who had sat up curiously, and returned to the chocolate-making kitchen with the dog on the leash.

It is impossible for the victim Eryuan to shoot nothing, but the camera strap has never been used.

There is only one possibility. Eryuan photographed something unfavorable to the murderer, so the murderer removed the belt. In this environment, it is most likely to be buried somewhere in the woods.

Gao Cheng saw that the wind and snow outside was a bit smaller, touched the well-behaved Saburo, handed a roll of unused video tape to Saburo’s nose, and took Saburo to the apron worn by Ako and Fenkawa Mika to smell it. odor.

Although Saburo is not a police dog, since he has won medals in rescues before, he must have received similar training, otherwise he would not have taken Conan to find the corpse so quickly before.

The only problem is that the possibility of finding the video tape is really low...

Gao Cheng took Saburo to open the back door, and suddenly a gust of snow blew into the house.

"call--!"

The tip of Gao Cheng's forehead was blown, and he shuddered and looked outside, when he suddenly saw a dog approaching this side with something in its mouth.

...

In the living room of the villa, Uncle Maori collected all the video tapes and the developed photos, and his voice was turned to the crowd.

"For the time being, I can't find any clues. I think everyone will go back to the room to rest tonight, and wait until the police arrive tomorrow. To be cautious, you'd better not act alone.

Uncle Maori caught a glimpse of Conan returning to the living room and asked, "Where is Nanase?"

"Mr. Mori," Gao Cheng took two Saburos into the living room, holding one in his arms, and explained in the wide-open eyes of everyone, "The other Saburo just came back..."

"What, what?"

Uncle Maori was stunned to look at two dogs that were exactly the same.

"How is this going?"

"I don't know too well," Gao Cheng laughed, "but the second one looks like Jiro in the album. To be honest, it was the one that brought me to Mr. Nigaki before and also took my chocolates. It's..."

"You said it was Jiro?" Uncle Mouri almost stared out, "But isn't Jiro dead long ago? This..."

"The old woman just listened to what the former boss said?" Gao Chengfang next time Lang, the two Shikoku dogs leaned close together immediately, "They really seem to be distinguished by the ball."

"ball?"

"Yes, didn't Mr. Nigaki missed the ball in yesterday's video? I found that one of them likes to play, the other is not interested in it..."

"Wait," Uncle Mori slowed down, and his expression moved when he heard Gao Cheng's words, "Mr. Nigaki did not like the ball yesterday, so... Saburo still likes the ball today, isn't it Zhong Jiro? Exchanged with Saburo, what is going on?"

Uncle Maori looked at the old woman in a daze.

The old woman also looked at the two Shikoku dogs in a daze: "I don't know. Saburo will be in the cage at night. I took him out once today. When he was about to reach the cemetery, he was as smart as before. Wait for me in the cemetery."

Gao Cheng smiled lightly and reminded inadvertently: "I've heard a story before that two identical dogs guarding the gate in turn. No one has ever noticed it. Would Jiro and Saburo take turns guarding the grave? But it's too generous. Night Tan..."

"No, it is very likely to be true. Saburo and Jiro actually switched at the cemetery."

Uncle Maori got serious.

"The other tombs have been destroyed by animals. Only the three tombs together are okay. Even if you go to worship once a day, it is really weird..."

"Does the former boss say that Jiro died because of this?" Gao Cheng asked again pretending to be inadvertent.

"Yes~www.NovelMTL.com~ Uncle Maori felt his head brightened, and said happily, "It turns out that this is the case. The former boss wanted to protect his ex-wife’s grave, so he trained Jiro and Saburo to guard the tomb in turn. After marrying the old woman, because I didn't want to make the old lady who was the successor sad, so she lied that Jiro died of illness! "

"Is that so?" The old woman looked sadly at the two Shikoku dogs, "It's no wonder that when the wind and snow were too big to go out to sweep the grave, Saburo didn't eat anything, and had to wait until the next day..."

"Yes, I think it should be the relationship between them taking turns to guard the tomb. They must be trained to eat every other day."

A confident look appeared on Uncle Maori's face.

"I think the previous rumors of Japanese wild wolves should have seen Jiro or Saburo in shifts. As for the chocolates around those suffering from mountain disasters, they should also have passed by. For rescue dogs who have won medals, they have suffered this kind of Training is not surprising..."

Yuanzi's face became tighter, staring directly at Gao Cheng.

No, although there is no direct reasoning, it seems to be deliberately guiding the Maori uncle to reason...