Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

On the Shinkansen returning from Kyoto to Tokyo, Gao Cheng and Xiao Ai sat in a row behind Xiaolan and Yuanzi. After tossing all night, everyone was too tired. Except Yuanzi sighed and complained to Xiaolan, everyone seized the opportunity to rest. Uncle Maori even snored directly, and murmured in dreams from time to time.

"Miss Yoko...Miss Chiga...hehe..."

Conan looked at the drooling uncle, and covered his ears with a foul face: "It's so noisy, Joto, let's change positions..."

"No change."

Gao Cheng turned his head away, glanced at Xiaowei who had a nap, and opened the system light curtain to check.

After spending only 500,000, the exchange result has come out. There are 2 blank camouflage cards. The old swordsmanship card used to be used has increased the chance of getting this card. Fortunately, it is really easy to use, although it is a cost. Product.

Then there is a Kidd suit and a computer card with knowledge of software, a total of 4 cards.

Fortunately, the camouflage card and the computer card are related to what happened during this period. Is the Kidd suit card because of contact with Kidd?

Gao Cheng feels a little painful.

He didn't dare to use this thing casually. It was a source of ridicule. He didn't have Kidd's ability to escape. God knows what it would be like to be targeted by the Zhongsen officer.

"Cityto," Xiao Ai turned her head, quietly looking at Gao Cheng, "Are we going to see that designer later?"

Gao Cheng put away the virtual light curtain: "Didn't you always want to go before? That person seems to be going out again tomorrow, so it's just right for us to go today..."

Xiao Ai turned to the window in confusion: "But... what if my parents are really like the people in the organization? Don't tell me the mad scientist father, my mother seems to be a gloomy person who doesn't know what I'm thinking..."

Gao Cheng fell silent.

"That's why I want to go even more? The rumors are just rumors, and the truth of the matter needs to be unearthed by yourself. You should be happy to have me, the number one detective in Japan..."

Xiao Ai glanced at Gao Cheng: "Yes, the number one detective!"

"I will be number one sooner or later, and now I have solved many cases."

...

At Dejima Design Office, it was already afternoon when Gao Cheng arrived on a motorcycle with Xiao Ai. Before he got close, he saw several police cars parked at the door.

Gao Cheng stopped the locomotive at the intersection, and his eyes widened when he saw Mumu and Gao Mu walking down the police car.

"No way?!"

"Sure enough," Xiao Ai was calm, "the organization won't be left behind, let's go back..."

"If it were those guys, I would have done it a long time ago, let's take a look first."

Gao Cheng shook his head and continued the engine car approaching: "Officer Mumu, has something happened here?"

"Oh, it's the old man of the city!" Mumu happily said with a stern face, "have you come back from Kyoto? I just heard that this time you found the main criminal's lair and made great contributions!"

"Fortunately, I am not alone in Kyoto."

"Really? Officer Ayanakoji told you a lot of good things in the report."

Mumu gave a light cough, and led Gao Cheng into the Dejima Design Office house.

"Originally I was going to catch the wind for you, but there was a life case here... By the way, why did you come here?"

"We have an appointment with the president here, because we need to find some information for Dr. Ari..."

"What a coincidence?" Mumu was stunned. "I heard that President Dejima was killed... You and Maori are really more and more similar."

"Uh..." Gao Cheng opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

The murder scene was in the studio. A blessed middle-aged uncle fell to the floor in pain, and a pile of fast food was placed on the table next to him.

"The name of the deceased was Souhei Dejima. He was 54 years old. He was the president of this design firm. The cause of death was potassium cyanide poisoning... His staff said that Dejima had lunch with them just now, and suddenly the hamburger was only half eaten. Fell to the ground in pain..."

Takagi pointed to the half of the burger on the floor that was marked and separated by the forensic personnel: "This is it..."

"Strange," Mumu squatted to the side suspiciously. "He eats directly with his hands?"

"I heard he was in this habit."

"Well."

Mugure looked at the famous employee suspiciously: "Who bought the burger?"

"Yes, it's me..." a long-haired young man with a beard and beard said anxiously, "but I can't poison it, because the president took the burger himself, and what he ate today was the same as everyone’s teriyaki fish fort. I I don't even know which one he will eat!"

"Is that so?" Mugure looked at the other two employees inquiringly.

The bald uncle with the national character face nodded: "Yes, the president is the first one to take..."

"If it is not directly poisoned, it is only possible to apply the poison to the things that Dejima touches...Which seat is Dejima?"

Mumu looked at the computer desk placed against the wall in a deep voice.

"It's next to this," the young man with a cheeky face pointed to the seat in front of Mumu. "The president is sitting next to Imai..."

"Imai?"

"It's me..." The bald uncle stood up and said, "But I have never been poisoned, because the president even took cookies with his hands before eating burgers... You see, the coffee cup on the desk is not Are there any cookie bags? I brought them from the kitchen, because the president asked me to make coffee for everyone, so I brought them by the way..."

Gao Cheng followed Mumu, looked at the coffee cup and a few bags of cookies next to the computer, and picked up a medicine bottle in the middle: "What kind of medicine is this?"

"It's a laxative," said the young man on the cheek Hu. "The president has very serious hemorrhoids. To avoid hurting the window he often drinks..."

"Oh?" Mumu took the medicine bottle and checked, "Did it too today?"

"Yes, it seems that my stomach is often bad because of this, especially recently, before eating hamburger today, I suddenly pressed my stomach and went to the toilet..."

"Toilet?" Gao Cheng raised his brow. "Who else has been to the toilet before?"

"I, I have been there," the young man with a cheeky face hesitated, "but I went before I went to buy a hamburger..."

The bald uncle followed: "I went in after him, and then Caijin..."

The clerk next to him with a headscarf quickly explained: "I went to the toilet before the president, yes, but I have no reason to be poisoned. It is not easy to find a job now."

Gao Cheng glanced at people: "In other words, your president went to the toilet after eating cookies, and fell down after eating a hamburger when he came back, right?"

"Correct."

"Before the police arrived here, did any of you leave the studio or throw or wipe something?"

"Should not?" Several staff members looked at each other. "Everyone stays here and waits for the police. Anyway, they are too scared. How can they have the time to do anything?"

"This will make it easier," Gao Cheng turned to Mumu and smiled. "It should be clear if there is any poisonous reaction in the place between the studio and the toilet that President Dejima might touch."

"Well," Mumu looked at several staff members cautiously, "and everyone has to be searched."

Gao Cheng walked around the studio with his hands in the studio. Apart from a computer desk, there were only a few shelves for materials and other miscellaneous items in the studio, and a printer. After going out through the corridor, there was a toilet, which required inspection. The place is not too much.

While the forensic staff were busy, the staff member of Gao Chengchao who was inspecting his belongings asked, "Have you heard that President Dejima mentioned a doctor named Atsushi Miyano?"

"Miyano Atsushi?" The turban man stunned. "The president did say ~www.NovelMTL.com~ because the president borrowed this house from Dr. Miyano. I heard that it was originally Dr. Miyano from his parents. The president has borrowed the inherited from there for 30 years..."

"This was originally Miyano's house?" Gao Cheng looked around the house in surprise, Xiao Ai, who had been following him, couldn't help but lift his ears.

"Yes, the president said that Dr. Miyano is going to move to a large research institute," the man in the turban recalled. "About twenty years ago, Dr. Miyano came here once when the president was away, with beautiful My foreign wife also has a four or five-year-old lovely daughter. It seems that there is something important to tell the president, but she left after staying for one day..."

The bald uncle laughed and said: "I remember that, that daughter is Xiao Mingmei. That child likes to play pranks and hides the tools we use everywhere, and then she is so happy when she sees us hurting our brains. Haha."

"Yes, it's Xiao Mingmei, I remember that lady is called Elana..."

"Speaking of that wife is quite special. Since I came here, I have not spoken. I thought it was a language barrier, but she was talking to her daughter in Japanese. The doctor Miyano was also a little special. He kept paying attention to the window. Now I think Thinking, there seemed to be a car parked at the door of the company all the time, with black shading paper pasted... it was a weird one."

The bald uncle sighed for a while, and looked at Gao Chengdao in doubt: "Are you here to ask about this?"

"Yeah, because a doctor friend asked me to find Dr. Miyano. He had agreed with President Dejima, but this kind of thing happened." Gao Cheng looked at Xiao Ai and continued, "You know that Miyano Where did Dr. Ye go afterwards?"

"I don't know, the president didn't tell us either." The bald uncle shook his head.

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