Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

In the staff canteen of the Japanese TV station, Gao Cheng took a few children to order a table. The price is not expensive, but it is not cheap. The main reason is that these guys actually ordered dessert pudding that is more expensive than the outside.

Gao Cheng glanced at the few children who were eating and eating. Only Conan, Xiao Ai and Bu Mei were more restrained, and Yuanta could simply take part in the Big Stomach Challenge.

"Hey, Genta, do you usually eat like this at home?"

"These are not enough..." Yuan Taiyi still looked at the eel rice he had finished.

"Haha," Gao Cheng twitched at the corner of his mouth, "It's more edible than an adult. You might be able to participate in the next TV Big Stomach Challenge..."

Yuanta was puzzled and snorted, "Didn't Cioto still win the Big Stomach Champion?"

"Because the only opponent..."

Gao Cheng was quick and fast, and snatched a piece of fried chicken from Conan's chopsticks. Yu Guang looked at the TV station employee next to him, as if he was complaining about the sponsor of the show.

"Yeah," a short and thin young man grumbled. "It's not a show at all. The pre-selected competitions were completely messed up. The ones with the best physical performance were eliminated, and the ones with the best voices were eliminated. The best written Chinese characters were not selected..."

"I was in the physical competition, saying it was better than the number of push-ups done in three minutes, but it turned out that someone desperately did 180 push-ups!"

"What the **** is President Kojima thinking?"

"Not only these, five places were originally reserved for the finals, but in the end only three people qualified for the finals..."

Gao Cheng heard the complaints of several people, his heart moved slightly, and he glanced at Yuanta in surprise.

Just now Yuanta’s father sent a message saying that he had successfully entered the finals, and asked Yuanta to go to the fifth studio auditorium to cheer.

What is the choice for this competition?

After the meal, Gao Cheng led everyone into the fifth studio to answer the scene intellectually, and took up the spot early.

There were already quite a few viewers at the scene, most of them were the family and friends of the contestants, and the stage was also ready. It looked like a normal show, but I heard that the producer of the show was quite grieving, and I asked the show sponsor Kojima Kwon to protest. .

"The time is almost here!"

Yuan was too nervous and said, "Is he okay with Dad?"

"Don't worry, Genta," Mitsuhiko cheered up, "Your father will definitely win! The prize is equivalent to 60 million yuan..."

Gao Cheng hugged his arms, incompatible with the noise around him.

Not only is 60 million, the painting is of great significance, it is strange to show it to others, and the trials are so trivial.

There seems to be some other purpose...

As Gao Cheng's thoughts were flying, a Japanese TV station employee suddenly looked for him anxiously, and when he saw Gao Cheng in the audience, his eyes brightened, and he hurried over.

"Detective Jodo!"

The visitor didn't seem to want to say anything, and when he found Gao Cheng, he looked embarrassed: "May I come out for a while, Detective Kioto?"

"what's happenin?"

Gao Cheng asked Conan to take care of Bumei and left with the staff in confusion.

At this time, another employee walked onto the stage in the eyes of everyone's expectations.

"Uh," the employee didn't look good, and said with difficulty holding the microphone, "I'm very sorry... this Kojima trial has been terminated for some reason..."

"what?!"

"What are you kidding?"

There was a commotion in the audience, and the audience rushed forward and made the staff rushed to apologize. Conan, who had watched Gao Cheng leave, was suddenly shocked. After finding that there was blood on the staff's cuffs, he hurriedly confessed to Step Mei: "I'll go and see, you stay here and don't move!"

Xiao Ai has a black thread, and in the end she still wants her to take care of a few children.

"Will something happen?" Bu Mei worried. "That person just called Brother Chenghu out."

Xiao Ai looked at Yuanta who was uneasy, and calmly said: "There is a town household... brother is here, nothing will happen, we will wait here."

"Ok……"

Outside the studio, there was already a commotion at the other end of the corridor. Gao Cheng followed the staff quickly to the top of the stairs. He immediately saw everyone around him, and a man fell to the ground, blood continued to flow from the back of his head.

"It's President Kojima!" The staff on the side explained hurriedly, "The president stumbled and fell off the stairs!"

"Have you called an ambulance?"

"Call, call! I said it would be there in 10 minutes..."

Gao Cheng squatted next to Kojima Kwon's fat body. The fat old man in a suit was about the same size as Dr. A Li. He also had a Mediterranean hairstyle, but his face was more prosperous.

This person is President Kojima, the sponsor of this show...

Gao Cheng frowned to check the situation.

President Kojima was lying on his back on the ground, his eyes wide open, and blood spattered on his head. He should have fallen from the stairs. It seemed that he could not be saved.

It's another murder...

Gao Cheng swept across the fat old man's right finger, with a piece of paper in the middle.

"Did you see him fall with your own eyes?" Gao Chengchao asked the staff beside him.

"Ah, no," the staff member who was still at a loss waited until Gao Cheng, who was already relieved a lot, and responded, "I heard a loud noise and President Kojima's shouting, waiting for me When I rushed over, President Kojima had already fallen here..."

"Then call the police by the way." Gao Cheng said solemnly.

"Huh?" The staff was taken aback, "Difficult, is the president..."

"It's very likely. If you stumble and fall off the stairs, you can't pinch a piece of paper in your hand. It should be pulled from the moment you lose your balance..."

Gao Cheng looked at the top of the stairs, and when the staff called the police, he continued to ask: "Where is the staff who notified the cancellation of the show in the studio? There was blood on his cuffs..."

"This... when he came with us, he originally planned to pick up President Kojima, maybe he was stained with blood at that time..."

"Did you not see anyone else when you came here?" Conan asked from the side with his face up.

"No," the staff members saw Conan next to Gao Cheng, and they were stunned, and answered honestly, "Because we will be here soon, we didn't think too much..."

"Detective Kioto," an uncle spectacles came over and saw the president Kojima on the ground with a pale face, "maybe they did it, it's the three people who qualified for the finals..."

"Are you?" Gao Cheng looked at the person in surprise.

"I'm the chairman's secretary," said Uncle Glasses, wiping a cold sweat. "In fact, just now, the chairman said that he wanted to rest alone to meet the winners, so I and the staff waited in other rooms together... "

"He is alone?"

"Yeah~www.NovelMTL.com~ said it was a deserved honor as a winner of the Kojima Contest, but I didn’t expect it to be like this in a blink of an eye..."

"Deserve the honor..." Gao Cheng thought about it, and vaguely thought of something.

Is this President Kojima himself looking for a murderer?

Two of the three scrolls are missing. Taking out one of them as a prize may be a bait. As long as the opponent wants to gather all of them, they will come to participate in the competition.

So the other two scrolls were stolen.

The child-like game should be a trap. It's just that I don't know what happened later, and President Kojima was killed.

It's a dangerous world, and even such a rich person can't avoid it.

Gao Cheng sighed and stood up, his eyes turned to the three players who happened to be coming down from the stairs.

In any case, as a famous detective, you always have to find the truth and find out the murderer. No one should rob him...