Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

Chapter 565: Angel Pavilion (Visitor)

Tokyo, Kioto Detective Agency.

The light in the office was not turned on, but the TV screen was still on. There was a cup of cold coffee on the table, and a few documents were randomly placed beside it, including several records about the agency Yoshiemon.

Gao Cheng sat quietly at the desk with his fingers crossed. There was only the rustle of the TV and the sound of the clock moving in the room.

The Yoshiemon Treasure Incident has been over for several days. Together with the previous Huis Ten Bosch, a blank camouflage card and a "Introduction to Mechanisms" have been obtained.

Regarding that old house, it was still blocked by the local area after all. It is difficult to see the legendary institution "Nio's Fury" that would cause earthquakes and floods. However, combined with the knowledge of "Introduction to Institutions" from Yoshiemon, plus the ancient He can more or less imagine the devastating picture of the traces left after the activation of the house.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Ai opened the door and walked into the office. She tiptoed and turned on the light. "Why don't you turn on the light?"

"Little Sorrow?"

Gao Cheng regained consciousness and looked at the time.

"It's so late..."

"Still thinking about Yoshiemon?" Xiao Ai held a bag of food boxes in her hand and handed it to Gao Cheng. "You haven't eaten yet? This was brought back from the cooking classroom..."

"Why so many?" Gao Cheng looked at the three-person food box with black lines.

"Your eldest lady happened to be there."

"That guy in the garden..."

Gao Cheng dullly forked a takoyaki ball to eat.

A bit sour.

...

In a blink of an eye, the spring break was over and school started again, but the school was still the same.

The time in Conan World is fast and slow. Fast is that life flies fast, and slow is that no matter how fast the day is, it will never jump out of a year.

However, after being here for so long, Gao Cheng has almost got used to it. This world has its own set of operating rules, absurd and realistic.

Generally speaking, it is the world of reality reasoning animation. There are almost no supernatural powers, but it does have many surreal abilities.

An astonishing IQ of 400, fantastic magic, extraordinary "Newton Coffin Board" skill...

His detective card system does not know what it is. It looks like a product of super civilization. In addition, the swordsmanship from the world of Gintama has exceeded the conventional level, but it is not called a supernatural power, and it can be regarded as a member of surreal ability for the time being.

That's it. After all, it's still a detective's world. Cases are the mainstream, and even Kaito Kidd is inevitably involved in various cases.

"Boom!"

A young man in a suit wearing sunglasses and a thick medium-length hair suddenly appeared at the door. He looked at Gao Cheng, who had only received a client before, and gently knocked on the door, "Is it a city detective?"

"Huh?" Gao Cheng saw the young man and quickly wiped the coffee table, "I am, please come in!"

The young man bowed slightly and walked into the office very politely: "Hello, I am Mr. Isekawa Kozo's secretary clock..."

"Oh, Mr. Clock, please sit down."

Gao Cheng packed up the sofa and poured tea again, and then took the business card from the young man.

He has also heard a little about Isegawa Kozo. After all, he usually comes into contact with some elites in the upper class. I heard that he is a stock investor who has accumulated huge wealth by buying and selling stocks. It seems that the underworld has a lot to do.

"Does Mr. Isegawa need my help?" Gao Cheng put down his business card and asked.

Generally speaking, a wealthy and powerful man like Isekawa Kozo does not need to find a private investigator like him much. Either he has a fixed partner, or he entrusts a detective who is floating in a gray area, or Solve the problem through your own men.

Often only when it is particularly serious, or when it involves internal problems in the family, he has the opportunity to be a well-known detective.

"Actually, the master died very sick in the winter. I personally wanted to trouble you." The young man didn't seem to have the intention to take off his sunglasses, and took out a document from his handbag, "I want to entrust you to find Ms. Yuriko Matsaka, great-granddaughter who has been missing for years...

Gao Cheng took the information and looked at it: "Although it is a bit presumptuous to say this, may I know what your purpose is for you to look for Isekawa's great-granddaughter?"

"This," the young man looked at Gao Cheng through his sunglasses, "when you find the young lady, you will naturally know that this is also the master's last wish."

"is it?"

Gao Cheng checked the information silently.

Yuriko Matsaka should be only seven years old. Her mother angered Kozo Isekawa because she disregarded everyone’s opposition to run away from home and smuggled herself into marriage. Shortly after her birth, her father died in a car accident, and then she lived with her mother. The Isegawa family lost contact.

"This is a deposit," the young man took out an envelope with banknotes and handed it to Gao Cheng. "The rest is waiting for you to find Ms. Yuriko."

Gao Cheng glanced at the envelope opening.

It's really lavish, but the deposit should be at least 1 million, and the information is quite detailed, so you don't have a clue.

"I see, Mr. Clock, after I find Ms. Yuriko, I will contact you." Gao Cheng stood up and shook hands with the youth.

...

Didan Primary School.

With the sound of 2 o'clock, the school also rang the school bell. Many children came out of the school with schoolbags on their backs, and some children whose families were temporarily unable to come went to the activity room in twos and threes.

Xiao Ai leaned back on the horizontal bar, and saw a little girl at the school gate leaping into her mother's arms and happily holding hands to go home. She couldn't help but sighed slightly, paused, and turned to the teaching building.

"Xiao Ai," Gao Cheng appeared at the school gate wearing a pair of sunglasses, and he noticed Xiao Ai's figure all at once, "Why are you here? Where are Conan and the others?"

"Still at the shoe cabinet," Xiao Ai turned her head in a daze, and raised her eyelids to look at Gao Cheng who took off his sunglasses, "Why are you here?"

"Uh, I..." Gao Cheng opened his mouth, and Yu Guang swept across the adults gathered at the school gate, "Well, I'm here to pick you up. By the way, I have something to find you."

"Huh, what's the matter? Even you, a great detective, need some help?"

"The detective doesn't have to do things alone..."

Gao Cheng muttered boredly, and followed Xiao Ai to the base of the Youth Detective Group.

Said it is a base, it is actually just a row of shoe cabinets. Yuantai's shoe cabinet is where the letter of entrustment is received. It is conceivable that there is no decent entrustment.

"What?" Yuanta was a little unhappy, "Why is there no better commission? I have been looking for some small things~www.NovelMTL.com~ like a family..."

"Otherwise, what do you want to entrust?" Gao Cheng suddenly appeared behind Yuan Tai.

"Big Brother Cheng, Chenghu?" Yuan Tai shrank her neck in shock, "Why did you come to our school?"

"Find a girl named Yuriko Matsaka, she should be in the first grade in this school," Gao Cheng smiled, "Okay, just treat it as my commission to you, shouldn't it be a problem?"

"Of course it's okay, but," Yuanta said suspiciously, "Croto, why are you looking for a primary school student? Is it a cute girl?"

"What do you want?" Gao Cheng's eyelids twitched. "An eel rice..."

"Is it called Yuriko Matsaka?"

Yuan Tai thought seriously: "But there are a lot of girls in the first grade. If this is the case, you will have to look for each class one by one..."

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome, Genta," Mitsuhiko said speechlessly, "Isn't it all you need to check the roster?"

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