Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

In the afternoon, there was fine snow in the Snow Village, and the bare centuries-old cherry tree in front of the village's kimono sleeve shrine seemed to bloom with splendid cherry blossoms.

　　 While the police were searching for another earring pendant in the hotel, Gao Cheng accompanied Eri Aichi to the tree again.

"When my sister committed suicide, I was studying fiction in Boston. I didn't know until a year later," Eri Akechi looked sadly at the snowflakes falling between the branches. "My cowardly sister would be planted for drug trafficking. Finally embarked on the road of suicide...Why didn't she tell me? I am her sister, her only relative in this world, so I didn't even see the last time...

　　 "Those two people are really deceiving too much, shouldn't they be killed?"

"Is it comfortable to kill?" Gao Cheng couldn't answer, but he said in a deep voice, "Do you really have no fear of killing such a terrible thing? Miss Sakurako, she certainly doesn't want your only sister to bear this. Kind of sin."

　　 "Kito Detective... If you were there five years ago, it would be great..."

　　 Akechi Eri's eyes shed warm tears, and he left the shrine accompanied by two police officers, leaving only Gao Cheng and his group.

　　 Gao Cheng held Xiao Ai, and silently looked at Eri Aichi's back.

　　 Indeed, if he were there, he should be able to save Suzuka Sakurako.

　　 But even the original owner didn’t go to high school 5 years ago.

　　 "Huh," Uncle Maori stood beside him with a stinking face, and glanced at Gao Cheng, "Speaking as if he had killed someone..."

　　 Gao Cheng glanced back at Uncle Maori without speaking.

　　 He killed people in the world of Gintama, but he didn't do anything to ordinary people.

　　 He understands the meaning of human life better than ordinary people.

In the world of Conan, for the time being, apart from the people like Gin, no one has made him feel that he should be killed. Shibasaki Asuka and Anzai Ema are a bit annoying, but after all, they are not a fairy tale world. People in the real world are complicated and changeable. Absolutely bad people, and no absolute good people.

　　 Eri Akechi is the same.

　　 "Let's go," Gao Cheng exhaled, pulling Xiao Ai onto the steps, "Xuecun can't stay here anymore. It's better to leave quickly before the reporter hears the news."

　　 This case was drawn to "Introduction to Novel Creation", but he didn't change his career to become a novelist. The gain is better than nothing, and he can only be a memorial.

　　 "Damn it, again!" Uncle Maori followed a little angrily.

　　 Why do you want to add it again? He didn't know, it should have been this way every time, and never had a complete vacation, so he didn't want to meet Gao Cheng.

　　 And every time there is a high degree of success, "Sleeping Kogoro" fails. I don't know if it is a horoscope. Apart from playing mahjong, he has never won.

Play majiang?

　　 "City household boy," Uncle Maori was in a better mood, "How about going back and rubbing some mahjong after the confession is finished? I heard that Mi Hua has opened a new mahjong hall..."

　　 "I don't fight."

　　……

　　 After returning to Tokyo for a while, Gao Cheng resumed his ordinary detective life, going out to work, staying at home, and hanging out with neighbors.

　　 He didn't want to play mahjong with Uncle Maori anymore, especially when Xiao Lan was there, whether it was playing mahjong or lottery, as long as it was a game of luck, he didn't want to meet this family.

　　 play mahjong and chop hands again.

　　 "Really? Uncle has been going to the lemon bar these days and nights because I got a free drink coupon? What then?"

　　 Cityto Detective Agency, Gao Chengcai got a call from Xiaolan when he returned to the office after work.

　　 "Uncle was mistaken by gangsters last night and was attacked?"

"Well, when I went home at night, I was almost hit by the steel bars pushed down from the high building on the construction site," Xiaolan worried. "Dad doesn't seem to care at all, although I called the police, but... "

　　 "I see, I will help him."

　　 Gao Cheng hung up the phone and looked at the files piled up on his desk.

　　 just sent the report to the client, really can't sit still, but the uncle's matter is really serious, it has involved murder, and he should go there if it is reasonable.

　　 After talking to Xiao Ai, Gao Chengma put away his mobile phone and went downstairs.

　　 When I arrived at the Maori detective office, it happened that Officer Takagi was also there, and it seemed that this accident scared Xiao Lan.

"We checked the mobile phone that sent the text message yesterday," Takagi explained. "It was a mobile phone that was purchased by an anonymous account. In addition, from last night to today, no one with the surname Kimura had a traffic accident or Involved in any criminal case..."

"So it's just someone playing a prank." Uncle Maori leaned back in his chair impatiently, and looked at Xiao Lan on the sofa. "Not only did I find the police, but even the city lads called over, and you are too good at it. Trouble, Xiaolan, besides, the other party just mistaken me for the person named Kimura..."

　　 "But..."

　　 "Mr. Mori," Takagi said solemnly, "if the gangster finds himself the wrong person and finds a chance to attack Mr. Mori, it will be dangerous. Xiaolan is also worried about this..."

　　 Gao Cheng picked up a mobile phone that was bumped into the ID bag and pressed it.

　　 contains no information except a text message, not even a contact person. The text message is just a threatening letter sent after the accident last night.

　　 "I will never miss it next time, I will definitely take your life..."

　　According to Xiaolan, the uncle came back from the lemon bar last night and ended up taking the wrong coat of a guest named Kimura, and he has not been found yet.

　　 But it’s too strange. Does the average person have a contact on their phone?

　　 even said... At the moment this phone has few traces of used, very little wear, and almost no scratches.

　　 As for that jacket, except for the word "Kimura" embroidered on the neckline, there is nothing else, and the neckline and cuffs are not what they usually wear.

　　 New clothes?

　　 Gao Cheng took his coat and smelled it.

　　 The faint taste of wine should be the relationship that Uncle Maori passed through yesterday.

　　 It’s a little strange, the guy named Kimura...

"Officer Takagi!" Sato hurriedly entered the office. "There is project intelligence. A student happened to live near the scene yesterday. It is said that after the steel plate fell, he saw a man leave the scene quickly, although he did not see his appearance clearly. There is a scar on the opponent's right elbow that resembles a burn...

　　 "In addition, no suspicious fingerprints were found at the scene of the crime, and there are no relevant clues..."

　　 "Well," Uncle Maori shook his head and folded his arms, "In this way, you can only find Mr. Kimura first, and then follow the clues to find the gangster..."

　　 "Dad," Xiao Lan said anxiously, "You say it as if it doesn't matter to you?"

Uncle 　　 helplessly said: "I was originally, I am not Kimura, anyway, just find that Kimura quickly."

　　……

　　&Nbon bar.

"That's the way it is," Uncle Maori walked into the bar with Gao Cheng. "The guy named Kimura came here to drink while I was sleeping, and then took my coat away, but the store manager didn't know where he lived... …"

"That's right," the manager dressed up as a sommelier was wiping the glass at the bar, pointing to a bottle of wine on the rack behind, and said, "Mr. Kimura is a new face here. I only come here a few times. It is also because of this bottle of wine that his surname is known as Kimura... Mr. Mori came to ask this morning, hasn't he found it yet?"

　　 Gao Cheng looked down at the wine bottle. There was a small "Kimura" sign hanging on the bottle. Like part of the wine on the wine rack, it seemed that guests stayed here.

"Ok?"

　　 Gao Cheng glanced across the finger of the store manager and paused slightly.

　　 "By the way, do you know when that Kimura usually comes over?"

　　 "I don't know about this," the store manager paused, "It doesn't seem to be very regular, and it doesn't come here every day."

　　 "Then contact us if you see him."

　　 "I said there is no clue here, right?" Uncle Maori walked out of the bar with his hands in, and yawned boredly, "The police are already looking for it. What are we doing here?"

　　 "Let’s look around..."

　　 Xiaolan ignored the uncle's complaint, and seriously asked a laundry shop.

　　 "Mr. Kimura?" The laundromat was just about to go out to deliver the clothes, and looked at the strange combination of old and small in a dazed manner.

　　 "He is wearing a coat of this size," Xiaolan pointed to the uncle on the other side who was playing with his moustache in the rearview mirror of the delivery motorcycle, "The body should be similar to my dad. Does he have clothes to store here?"

　　 The laundromat frowned and flipped through the registration book: "He shouldn't be a guest here..."

　　 Gao Cheng had contacted Officer Sato, thinking about walking towards Xiaolan, and suddenly saw a truck leaving the road and ramming into the uncle Maori on the side of the road.

"what?!"

　　 noticed that the uncle of the truck changed his face suddenly, and hurriedly avoided the collision. Xiaolan and Conan gritted their teeth at the door: "Danger!"

　　 Gao Cheng's eyes tightened, and he drew a wooden knife from the air and blocked it in front of the truck.

　　 The driver was blindfolded and could not see him, but his exposed eyes were full of murderous intent, and he didn't mean to slow down and brake at all.

　　The goal is Uncle Maori...

　　 Time seemed to freeze, Gao Chengyuguang looked at the two uncles who urgently wanted to push Xiaolan out of the truck's impact path, flipped the wooden knife in his hand and raised it high.

　　 Starting with kendo based on hand, there is no extra action, and the knife is cut straight with the afterimage.

　　 "Crack!"

"Bang——!" It was only a moment of effort from the beginning of the truck collision. After a blink of an eye, the truck suddenly split into two from the middle, hitting out from both sides, half turned a circle and slanted to the side of the road, half followed He rushed into the laundry with inertia, but his impact was greatly reduced, and he could break the glass window outside.

　　 "It's okay?" Gao Cheng rescued the laundromat who was almost scared to pee. When he turned around, the truck driver had disappeared, leaving only a messy scene.

　　 The driver just now seemed familiar...

　　 "Damn it," Uncle Maori stood up annoyed, "Is that the gangster again? How fast it escaped!"

　　 "It should be that person~www.NovelMTL.com~ Gao Cheng gathered up his thoughts and helped the laundromat to sit down beside him, shaking his head.

　　 Although he had paid enough attention and the store manager was not injured, he was still frightened. Fortunately, there were no people on the street today.

　　 "Why did the truck split in half?"

　　 was unable to catch the gangster, the uncle's attention returned to the scene again, and saw the wreckage of the truck and couldn't help being taken aback: "Kito, what happened just now?"

　　 "I don't know," Gao Cheng turned around, "It seems that he has separated."

　　 "Separate yourself?"

　　 "Don't talk about this, let's contact Officer Sato first. This is the second attack."

　　 Gao Cheng took out his mobile phone on his own.

　　 He really sympathizes with the uncle. He often encounters homicides, not to mention, now he has become a target, and it is not easy to live to the end.