Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

At the Maori detective office, time is approaching 11 o'clock, Xiao Lan and He Ye have finished taking a bath and put on pajamas to go to bed. Even Xiao Ai has no choice but to put on Xiao Lan’s pajamas when she was a child.

"Right? As long as you encounter a case, that **** Heiji will never end, forget everything..."

After brushing her teeth with Ye, she complained in Xiaolan's room with her loose hair.

"Tomorrow, I say that everyone will go to the tropical paradise together. Don't you want to come back today?"

"It's all so late," Xiaolan looked out the window worriedly, "Kito seniors, they always run around with Conan..."

"But," and Ye sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, and gathered up the shopping bags, "that uncle has turned himself in, what else do I need to investigate?"

"It should be something inside..."

"I don't mind him investigating the case, but," He Ye picked up a T-shirt with a dull face, "I even bought him a T-shirt that looks very fitting..."

"All right, all right," Xiao Lan said amusedly, "just show him tomorrow."

He Ye blushed: "What did you buy for Kudo?"

"No, no, I already knit a sweater for him last time, so this time I only bought something for Dad and Conan..."

"really?"

"Really."

Xiao Ai's eyelids collapsed, sitting next to the playful two women like a mascot, and she paused and glanced at the package hidden in the shopping bag next to her.

I don't know what happened over there...

...

Driving away from the Metropolitan Police Department, perhaps because of the relationship between the bow chief and police officer, even the always confused uncle is rarely cautious.

"Although I don't know why Officer Bow believed in that Gentian like this," Uncle Maori drove in a deep voice, "This case is indeed too strange, and only then began to investigate the prisoner on the other side and surrendered himself..."

"Don't you understand, uncle?" Hattori started. "It's so similar. The incidents happened consecutively in a certain order. The cowardly criminals were arrested without suspense, and there was only one incident where someone was killed... What was it? ?"

"Agatha Christie's "ABC Murders" right?" Gao Sung answered, "I happened to be watching the famous detective Polo series recently. Ma, it looks like a series of arson, killing the real target for the fourth time... plus the surrendered criminals thrown out, it is indeed very similar to the scam in Li."

Hattori said unexpectedly: "You have plenty of time, I thought you are usually the same as the uncle..."

Uncle Maori who drove his eyes trembled, and he hummed: "I don't know what Agatha is... How can the real case happen to be the same?"

"Uncle, have you never heard of Polo?"

"Of course I know," the uncle thought of the coffee shop downstairs of the office, "I'm almost starving to death after such a tossing, Xiaolan and the others should have prepared dinner?"

Gao Cheng ignored the uncle's muttering, and asked the service department: "Apart from Mr. Gentian, are there no other suspicious figures?"

"That's not true," Hattori said, propping up his chin. "After Gentian, there are three more people who have entered Zhujiao's house, the Fengshui master who has an affair with Mrs. Zhujiao, the strange-looking host of the Zhujiao family, and Mrs. Zhujiao Sister, a fortune teller who set up a stall in the building in front of the Beihu Station, went to Mrs. Zhujiao to borrow money during the day and finally left with an ugly face..."

"They all have an alibi?"

"That's the problem. The fire was on the side of the window where Chima was placed. According to the leader of the family, Chima's shadow was cast on the curtains at 7:30, which means that the fire started at 7:30... "

Hattori thought: "But the Feng Shui master and Mr. Zhujiao went out to drink together at 7:20. I heard that people nearby called and rushed back to the scene after the fire broke out. As for the fortune-teller sister, it was always At the stall, only Mr. Genta did not prove his alibi..."

Gao Cheng folded his arms silently, thinking about how to find out the wretched uncle of the real murderer.

The idiot who was taken advantage of and turned himself in, the real murderer should know him well and have been in contact with him?

There should be clues to investigate from this direction...

Gao Cheng secretly shook his head when he thought of the crying wimpy uncle and the weird police officer Bowman.

He is not a nosy person, after all, Hattori and Conan are already following the case, but this time I really want to help a bunch of wimpy uncles, wimpy, wimpy, but he has a good heart and an honest man.

Moreover, the case this time was similar to that of the famous detective Polo, which made him more and more interested...

"Boom!" Back at the Maori detective office, the uncle couldn't wait to knock on Xiaolan's door.

"Xiao Lan, get us something to eat, we are almost starving to death..."

"Have you not eaten yet?"

"We have all eaten up supper..."

"Huh?" The uncle was stunned at the door, "Didn't you prepare for 5 people?"

"Because we are angry!"

"The refrigerator is empty too, I will buy it tomorrow morning..."

"Haha?" The uncle stiffened his neck and looked back at Gao Cheng, "There is no way, although it is past business hours, but please ask the boss of Polo to do something..."

Gao Cheng lightly coughed, "I still have ingredients over there. Uncle, do you know how to cook it?"

The uncle's beard curled up: "Do you think I will?"

...

The next day, Heye's trip to the tropical paradise failed to take place, so he had to follow Zhujiao's home, which was burnt to ruins.

"It's terrible," Xiaolan looked at the fire scene with some fear, "Is the person burned to death again?"

"Yeah," He Ye pulled Xiaolan, not daring to approach the scene, "I don't know what that guy thinks, he came to such a terrible place..."

The Hattori who was walking behind said silently: "If you are afraid, don't come!"

He Ye naturally said: "There is no way, I want to see you resolve the incident soon, so that everyone can go to the tropical paradise together..."

"Why are you still thinking about going to a tropical paradise at this time?"

"Weird, didn't the city family come here?"

"Huh?" Hattori looked around, only to notice that Gao Cheng was not present.

Metropolitan Police Department.

Gao Cheng didn't go to the fire scene first, but went to the police station in advance, planning to see Xuantian again.

The bow chief police officer seemed to interrogate for another night and did not leave, but he still didn't gain much.

"Police officer, is there still no clue?" Gao Cheng found the bow length who frowned.

"It's Joto-kun," the bow chief raised his head, "according to your suggestion, in the morning, we asked the other three suspects for questioning. The psychiatrist Gentian found was the psychiatrist of the deceased Zhu Jia Ming, the deceased Zhu Jia Liang. Husband, he prescribed some tranquilizers for Gentian...

"There is also Mr. Zengga, the feng shui master, who also knows Gentian and often meets in the antique market. I heard that he recommended the university classmate Zhujiao to Gentian.

"That Feng Shui Master and Zhu Jiaoming are college classmates?" Gao Cheng felt more and more interesting. The relationship between the suspects seemed not simple, and was much more complicated than "ABC Murders".

"I once dropped out of medical university and turned to Fengshui," said the chief archer. "Yesterday, Gentian visited Zhujiao's house because he said, "The houses in that area are in the direction of Ji, and going there can improve your fortune... '"

"So I'm suspicious too, what about that fortuneteller?"

"It's not clear for the time being, but the woman is also suspicious."

The bow length took out a small cushion in a proof bag ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ there were burn marks on it.

"When Mrs. Ryoko's body was found, she was holding this cushion tightly in her hand. When asking the three suspects this morning, only the fortune-teller Kwonto changed his face and went back in panic...As long as they still have an alibi, No matter how suspicious it is..."

Gao Cheng took over the evidence to check.

According to the fortuneteller, this kind of cushion seems to be used for things like crystal balls, so it's no wonder that the fortuneteller will change his face.

But the deceased finally clung to this, did he want to say that the murderer was a fortune-teller?

In any case, the most important thing now is the alibi, which is a trick of time and space. According to Hattori and Conan, the witness is a neighbor's child.

At 7:30, Chima's shadow was cast on the curtains... the only thing worth studying should be this testimony.

As long as you don’t directly see someone set fire at 7:30, it means there are other possibilities...