Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"What happened to Xiao Sanmao? Xiao Sanmao..."

"Boom! Boom!"

At the Onuma family of 5-chome, Chozuka-cho, Satoru Onuma looked in disgust at the woman who kept yelling after rubbing the tape off her mouth. He walked directly past and punched him until the woman stopped her voice. , But suddenly think of the doorbell outside.

It was just a very ordinary doorbell, but I didn't know why it made his body tense, and he swallowed involuntarily and looked towards the hallway.

The plan should have gone smoothly. Although a famous detective was mentioned in the news, it was impossible to find him with a corpse alone. He also cleared out all the information on the Internet, and even honestly waited at home. a few days.

A well-known detective with a 100% detection rate, Takasaki Kioto...

Impossible, how is it possible to find such a place?

but……

Onuma Go's face was stiff, and with dry lips, he reached out to the doorknob, picked up the iron rod with one hand and hid it behind him.

If you really come to the door, if there is only one detective, you can fool it first, and then try to find a way to solve it slowly. Killing one person is killing, and several people are killing...

"Crack!"

When the door opened, someone suddenly withstood the gap, and a police card appeared in Onuma Satoru's sight.

"Is it Mr. Onuma?"

...

The next day, at the Tokyo Metropolitan Supervision Hospital, after Sansumi was busy with the anatomy work, he ran into the old dean at the office of the anatomy class.

"The Nishimusashino Police Station has sent Onuma Go to the prosecutor's office," the old dean nodded when seeing Misumi, and said to everyone, "Although he refused to speak, the police already knew a lot of evidence, according to the suicide website. According to the administrator, Onuma Satoru disguised himself as a woman on the Internet and used the name'Xiaoxue' to find young girls who committed suicide on SNS social networking sites, and talked to them, just as the city detective guessed..."

Speaking of the old dean, he looked at Sansumi who had gone to the site for an on-site investigation: "There is also the Matsakura Hana found in Onuma Go's house. He also confirmed this after he was sober in the hospital, and the victim named Sanmao. After being imprisoned together, Sanmao was suddenly taken away by Onuma Go. The situation is roughly the same as before. The police are very grateful for our assistance..."

"President," Sancheng asked actively, "Where is the city detective?"

The old dean paused: "The city detective seems to have gone straight to the hospital. He should have returned to Mi Hua now..."

"Cityto Detectives are not coming? Do you not investigate?" the intern raised his hand and asked.

"The communication was very successful, and there is no need to do anything. This is the conclusion of the city's detectives," the old dean nodded solemnly, and explained to everyone in the anatomy class. "The work of forensic medicine has given him a lot of experience, and it is everyone who can solve the case. He will write the credit to the Metropolitan Police Department in the report..."

The female forensic doctor expressed regret: "Is there any chance to cooperate in the future?"

"Yes," Sancheng sighed softly and smiled confidently at everyone, "There must be a chance to cooperate."

"can you?"

Several female assistants lay on the table and complained: "It would be great if the city detective was also working in the hospital..."

"What do you think?"

"Doctor Sansumi," someone asked Misumi, who was quietly packing his things and preparing to leave, "what was it like yesterday when you and Detective Kioto stayed alone for a day?"

"It's the three people investigating together," Sancheng couldn't refute, "Don't think about it one by one. Detective Kioto is only 19 years old. It seems that he already has a girlfriend."

"Huh?" The office exclaimed again and again, "No way?!"

Sancheng smiled lightly, ignoring the disappointment of his colleagues and left the hospital building, preparing to go to the funeral home where the "Sanmao Cat" was about to be activated.

In the end, the true identity of Sanmao was not found, and it seemed to have been forgotten. Only Matsukura, who had experienced life and death together, took a wheelchair to the funeral home to bid farewell.

In the funeral home, seeing Matsukura Hana choked with tears, Sancheng thought about yesterday's investigation.

A black fixing strip used to tie things was found in that snow car, which matched Sanmao's wrist abrasions. Only then could she be completely sure that there really is another girl.

In addition, the second half of the distress letter was found in the carriage. In the dark, Sanmao didn't seem to notice that the handwriting was written on another piece of paper.

"Xue Nan's home, save Hua Hua, here..."

All the prior reasoning has been verified.

Without the reasoning of the city detective, perhaps he would not understand Sanmao’s true thoughts at first. This case is by no means only the merit of the hospital...

"Only when you feel the feeling of loss do you know the preciousness of life," Gao Cheng held a bunch of flowers and appeared outside the funeral home with Xiao Ai, "I don't know if this is a good thing."

"Cityto Detective?" Sancheng turned around unexpectedly.

"Come here and have a look."

Gao Cheng placed Hundred Flowers next to the temporary portrait of the mourning hall, and silently looked at Matsukura Hana, a high school girl who was stripped of immature.

"It seems that the suicide cases that happen every day are not rare. Even if there is a murderer in it, it is generally difficult to know. If you encounter trouble in the future, you can contact us at any time..."

...

The mass suicide case In the past few days, Uncle Conan and his entourage have also returned to Tokyo from Osaka, and their lives have been quite plain.

"Really? A perfect crime disguised as suicide~www.NovelMTL.com~Kito Detective Office, Conan raised his eyebrows, "If the autopsy was not carried out, the murderer would have escaped, but you are not going to communicate. ? How did you start the case? "

"Just happened to run into it."

Gao Cheng checked the latest newspaper reports.

The matter this time caused a lot of discussion, but the social problem of suicide may be difficult to solve.

At least he can't do much with a little detective. He just got a piece of "Forensic Science" after solving the case, and he knows a lot about forensic medicine.

"When you encounter this kind of case, you are definitely not much better. You will definitely see Lie Xinxi," Gao Cheng looked up at Conan, "not to mention the victim still left a letter for help in his stomach..."

"What's so great? We also solved a bombing case," Conan collapsed his eyelids. "By the way, I came to see Xiao Ai, and I'm talking about the case again without knowing it..."

"What's the matter?" Gao Cheng was stunned.

"It's nothing, but Tamanosuke's touring troupe happened to perform in Tokyo, so I want us to help rehearse."

"Tamanosuke?"

"By the way, you didn't know you when you weren't in Tokyo, but you should have heard of Tamanosuke Ito?" Conan laughed. "The young chairperson of the famous touring troupe is a bit like you. Would you like to see the show? ?"

"It's a bit like me?" Gao Cheng's head went dark.

"Also, Yuanzi and Sister Xiaolan also know each other, maybe they will go to the rehearsal..."

"What's up with me?"

"Really?" Conan inadvertently amplified his voice beside him, "Tamanosuke used to transfer to the garden class and has a good relationship with the garden."

"When is the rehearsal day?"

Gao Cheng closed the newspaper dullly.

By the way, isn't it like he is like Shinichi Kudo?