Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

In the North Hall restaurant, time passed, and gradually it was time when the sun went down, and the sky was red on the side.

The clock was still wearing sunglasses, standing at the door looking at the tall group of people sitting still in place after the meal, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

After coming out of the labyrinth, Gao Cheng took a group of children around in the Angel's House again, and then stopped moving.

Step Mei had seen Gao Cheng who closed his eyes and took a nap, and asked with some concern, "City, brother, is it really okay?"

Gao Cheng opened his eyes and stood up and looked out the window: "Has this time been already? Time is almost..."

After escaping from the underground labyrinth, he didn't do nothing. Instead, when Conan was troubled by the next puzzle, he spent a lot of effort analyzing the idea of ​​the person who asked the question.

Seeing that the light outside dimmed, Gao Sung looked at Conan who was thinking hard: "After learning about Isekawa Gosan, I think that the puzzle may not be completely designed by him. The meaning of the word'cow' is more like a game. , If you think about it again..."

Gao Cheng's eyes were full of brilliance and looked at the angel searchlighting system that was operating again, and the entire searchlighting track of the Angel Pavilion instantly formed in his mind.

"The angel fell from the sky, how do you realize it? Have you noticed that the trajectory of these searchlights is completely fixed, exactly the same as yesterday..."

"Searchlight?" Conan looked outside in amazement, startled, "Could it be..."

"So I thought," Gao Cheng grabbed the diamond cone-shaped black crystal and said to the Conan who looked over, "The reason why the puzzle was announced at 9 pm was actually given to us to see the searchlight again the next day. The opportunity for operation, that is, this time...Let’s go, go to the Oriental Angel Tower."

"Huh? Isn't it the Angel of the North?"

"The high voltage of the Angel of the North will not be released until it is switched on, and it is useless if it is turned on."

Gao Cheng led everyone to the bottom of the Oriental Angel Tower. At the same time, he borrowed a ladder from the clock and climbed to the top with Conan, using the escalator on the tower to climb to the top of the angel base.

"Cityto," Conan immediately found a diamond cone slot in front of the searchlight, "It's here! Sure enough, that black crystal is a flute!"

Gao Cheng nodded, inserting the black crystal into the groove in front of the lamp, and suddenly a pointer-like black shadow appeared in the Oriental Angel's searchlight.

"Let's start, if it is the same as yesterday, the light should shine on that northern angel..."

Gao Cheng watched the searchlight beam slowly move, passing across the ground, slowly illuminating the North Pavilion, and finally shining upward toward the northern angel.

"coming!"

Conan held on to the railing and looked closely at the northern angel bathed in the light. As the angel’s shadow was projected onto the ground, the black crystal shadow gradually turned into a flute held by the angel’s hand and held it to his mouth, looking like a Angel playing the flute.

"Crack!"

Using a ballpoint pen to jam the gear of the searchlight to stop the beam of light, Conan hurriedly shouted to everyone under the tower: "Shadow, the shadow of the angel playing the flute appears! It's over the forest, on the small hill next to the charcoal hut! The flute's. The shadow is there, that is where the treasure is!!"

"really?"

Next Step Mei jumped up in cheers: "Great!"

"Finally found it!" Yuanta, who has been blaming herself after the maze accident, finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's go there quickly!"

As the evening breeze was blowing, Gao Cheng looked at the angel's shadow projected on the hill and smiled faintly, but he was not too excited.

In the case of Conan unlocking the basic meaning of the secret signal, it is not too difficult for him to unlock the final mechanism in the one-minute mode.

What really interested him at this time was the Isegawa Kozumi who left his will.

Let the father of the great-granddaughter be the heir to the inheritance, maybe from the beginning there is a plan to leave the inheritance to the great-granddaughter?

Although the clock himself was not too partial, he sought out a detective like him beforehand anyway, and kept protecting Yuriko secretly, and did not allow them to be accidentally injured by the defense system.

What a strange family...

...

The small hill projected by the shadow, after Yuanta digs, the ground automatically collapsed, revealing another underground space that looks like a maze, but there is no fork in it, and it leads directly to a basement, where the last treasure is located.

"Mr. Clock," Gao Cheng called to the clock behind the crowd, "or should you call you Mr. Matsaka Yoshito? You really went to me specifically, right?"

His eyes tightened under the clock and sunglasses: "I just want to find Yuriko through Detective Jodo."

"It doesn't matter," Gao Cheng walked into the basement side by side with the clock, "In fact, Isegawa will choose you to execute the will of course for his reason."

The basement was full of gold, and Yuriko was standing in front of a pile of gold bricks accompanied by Conan. Compared with the unpredictable huge wealth, the attention of the children was attracted by the photo frames placed on the gold bricks.

It was a photo of Isegawa Kozo and a little girl who looked like Yuriko when he was young, and it was placed on top of the treasure, which seemed to be more important than the treasure.

"this is……"

"It's the granddaughter of the master," the clock said. "That is Yuriko's mother. Actually, the puzzle was what Yuriko's mother thought when she was a child..."

"My mother?" Yuriko turned around and looked at the clock.

"Yes," recalled the clock, "I heard that the master has always loved the granddaughter, Yuriko's mother, because she looked like a dead wife, so the master tried his best to bring her who eloped with me back. At the time, he and People in the underworld also have a considerable degree of communication. If you really provoke him, I don’t know what will happen...

"In order to protect Yuriko's mother and the newly born Yuriko, I had no choice but to disappear from their eyes and stay with the master to do things..."

"You..." Yuriko looked at the clock blankly, "You are..."

"Detective Kioto may have known it from the beginning," the clock took off his sunglasses to reveal a sad face, "I am indeed Yoshito Matsaka, that is, Yuriko's father."

"Dad, daddy?"

"Master suddenly said last year that he wanted to see his granddaughter and reconcile with Yuriko's mother, so I immediately went to find..."

The clock looked at Yuriko with misty eyes: "But when I learned of her death, the master suddenly became very bad because of despair, until finally he left a last word. As long as the puzzle is solved, I will be free... Now think about it. , The lord may have planned to leave the treasure to Yuriko."

"Mr. Isekawa Gozo owes your family a lot."

Gao Cheng glanced across the hill-like treasure, turned his hands in and left.

There are actually many such treasures after the twilight annex, but just like this time, there is almost no ownership. Fortunately, we got the opportunity of the twilight annex at the beginning. Otherwise, such a wealth will only be confiscated by the Japanese government. , He can only be as hard as Maori uncle.

...

"Ok?"

Mori Detective Agency ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Watching TV, Kogoro Moori suddenly felt a little strange. He drank a sip of beer and asked Xiaolan, who was preparing dinner in the kitchen, "Lan, isn't that kid coming back today? ?"

"Kito-senpai took Conan and the others on camping for two days and two nights. They should be back tomorrow morning..."

"That kid again."

Kogoro Mouri slumped his face and drank beer crookedly.

Recently, there have not been many commissions, and the news is all news of Gao Cheng...

"Did they really go camping?"

"I've made a phone call," Xiaolan hummed a little tune in the kitchen, "it seems to have gone to a classmate's house, or a rich man's house."

"Monopoly..." Mouri Kogoro's eyebrows jumped.