Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

　　 In the infirmary of the Aphrodite, Gao Cheng and Xiao Lan, who rushed over in a hurry, stood by the bed and gulped hot water while watching the towel-covered garden.

　　 "I thought I was dead..." Yuanzi hugged the teacup with tears in her eyes.

　　 "You can rest assured, as long as you keep your body warm and take a break, it will be fine..."

　　 Ship doctor Mizukubo is a very experienced middle-aged uncle. Seeing the state of the garden, he smiled and said, "Fortunately, I found out in time. It might be dangerous if I find it later."

　　 Gao Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 Indeed, in a small freezer, loss of temperature and lack of oxygen can cause major problems.

　　 Wanxing Garden can be safe, but...

　　 Gao Cheng frowned.

　　 "Are there any clues to the prisoner?"

"Actually, when we went to Sister Rei’s room," Mouri Kogoro said solemnly, "I saw a guy who appeared to be coming out of room 604. He was wearing a trench coat and a hood. He couldn’t see his face. It may be the murderer who killed President Guijiang...

　　 "Furthermore, according to your inference, the eighth generation president may also have suffered misfortune."

　　 "Get out of room 604..."

　　 Gao Cheng also remembered that when he went to see Sister Li, he seemed to have passed by such a person.

　　 But the time was around 10:15...

　　 "Hmm," the uncle asked toward the garden pensively, "tell us the details again, what happened at the dock?"

　　 Yuanzi looked at Gao Cheng, and recalled: "I went to the dock to find Xiao Lan, and suddenly someone came from behind and hit my shoulder with a stick, and I passed out..."

　　 "Sister Yuanzi, do you see what the suspect looks like?" Conan asked.

　　 "Well," Yuanzi thought for a while, and smiled embarrassedly, "I seem to have seen it, but I can't remember..."

　　 "Where is the time?"

　　 "It's 10:11, I will just check the time!" Yuanzi affirmed.

　　 Gao Cheng walked out of the treatment room with his hands in.

　　 10:11, just after contacting Xiao Ai, it was the same as what he deduced...

　　 However, the suspicious person encountered in the corridor on the 6th floor was at 10:15, and the time was not right.

　　 After attacking the garden, did you return to the 6th floor?

　　...

　　 "Om!" On the deck of the cruise ship apron, Kogoro Mouri greeted the police officer Megumi and his party who were coming by helicopter amid the loud sound of propellers.

　　 "Thank you, Megome Police Department!"

　　 "Maori brother!"

　　Megure took Takagi and Shiratori down the helicopter, holding the hat on his head to prevent the wind from blowing away. Although he received a report, the details of the case were not clear.

　　 "Where is the eight generation chairman?"

　　 "I don't know so far," Kogoro Mouri greeted him and explained, "However, based on the current situation, it is likely to be thrown into the sea. Coast Guard has been notified..."

　　 "Mr. Mori," Takagi couldn't help but sighed, "Whether it's in the sky or the sea, as long as you are there, murder will happen..."

　　 "Are you going to go to space on a rocket next time?"

　　 "How is it possible?" The uncle listened to the familiar teasing, and hummed at the people and said, "I'm only following the city households this time. This should be told to the city householders, right?!"

　　 "Mr. Mori doesn't need to be humble. Detective Kioto is just a junior, isn't it?"

"I…"

Uncle 　　 beard curled up, and angrily led everyone into the cabin.

"President Guijiang was killed about 10:15 before 10:15. At that time, a suspicious figure with a hidden head and face appeared in the corridor. In addition, the eight-generation president left on the way to play table tennis with the former Prime Minister, Mr. Niimi, and then Lost a trace...

　　 "It seems that I went to the dock, because I found the chairman's iron fan in the dock, and a little blood was found near the gate, but I don't know if it is the blood of the chairman himself."

　　 "Okay," Mumu said cautiously, "The dock and the rooms of eight generations of father and daughter. Next, we will mainly investigate these two places, and keep in touch with the sea security booth!"

"Yes!"

　　 While waiting for the police investigation, Gao Cheng also looked at the room of the eight generations of father and daughter. President Guijiang fell in front of the curtains and could see after entering the door.

　　 was wearing a bathrobe with a towel over his head, a dagger stuck in his abdomen, blood-stained red bathrobe ran all over the floor, a pair of beautiful legs that did not match his age was exposed, and a slippers fell aside.

　　 seems to have just walked out of the bathroom and was killed while drying her hair...

　　 Gao Cheng put his hands in and walked to the side of the corpse, his sight was attracted by a smudge near the corpse's arm, and there seemed to be a pool of blood on the burgundy carpet that had been wiped off.

The location of 　　 is quite strange, and it seems particularly abrupt in the entire murder scene, at least in Gao Cheng's eyes.

The meeting room on the ship was used as a temporary search headquarters by Mumu. After the forensic officers led by Uncle Maori to investigate and collect evidence, the head of the forensic class reported to Mumuhui: "The fingerprints of the eighth-generation presidents are concentrated on the blood stains. Near the entrance of the dock, the blood on the ground also matches the blood type of the eighth generation president..."

　　 "You can't make a mistake," Kogoro Mouri said with his hands in, "80% of the chairman was attacked by someone at the dock and then opened the gate and pushed it into the sea. I think it must be true."

　　 Mumu nodded, looking at Gao Cheng who came in behind and had not said a word, and asked, "Then what about the townhouse brother, what do you think?"

"Uh," Gao Cheng woke up and saw everyone looking towards him. He said quickly, "I have to wait to find the eighth-generation president. Now the most important thing is to find the suspect and arrange the itinerary of Guijiang president and eighth-generation president. Miss Xia Fan, who is in charge of the nanny work, knows that there are not many people..."

　　 Gao Cheng walked to the whiteboard on the podium and picked up the marker.

"President Guijiang went to the 7th floor to play squash with Mrs. Niimi at 9 o’clock. It was over at about 9:30 and returned to the room at 9:35. He was killed after 10 o’clock after the shower. We met the suspect at 10 o’clock. It's 15 o'clock."

"The eight-generation president's schedule, at 9:30 and Mr. Niimi went to the 3rd floor to play billiards, and suddenly left around 10:8, and then disappeared in the dock. At 10:11, the garden was attacked by prisoners and taken to the nearby morgue. , So the president should be killed after 10:11..."

　　 Mumu looked at Gao Sung's writing on the whiteboard without blinking, and asked the calling Tsujimoto Kaho: "Miss Tsujimoto, is that true?"

　　 "Well," Tsujimoto Xiaho nodded, "I am responsible for arranging the itinerary."

　　 "Who else knows their schedule?" Mugure continued to ask.

　　 "I only mentioned it to Director Misaki," Kaho Tsujimoto looked at the chief waiter Naoya Misaki and said, "Others probably don't know."

　　 "Does only the two of you know?"

　　 Mumu groaned.

　　 "The suspect Maori saw was about 170 tall, thin, and similar to the murdered President Guijiang, so at least you two are not suspected..."

　　 Shiratori looked at Tsujimoto who were either short or fat, and analyzed: "If you insist, Tsujimoto needs to increase by 10 centimeters..."

　　 "No," Uncle Maori shook his head, "Although I didn't pay special attention to it, the other party probably didn't wear height-enhancing shoes..."

　　 "I don't know whether it is a male or a female based on these characteristics," Takagi recorded beside, "Mr. Mori, are there any other special ones?"

　　 "It seems to be gone. When I put on that windbreaker, most of my body and face are covered. By the way, I should wear glasses!"

　　 "Anyone can wear glasses."

　　 Mumu dumbly glanced at the Maori who thought of the key clues, and turned to Gao Chengdao: "Then the city householder has noticed anything?"

　　 "No, I was thinking about other things at the time," Gao Cheng said while looking at the writing on the blackboard, "and if that person is really a prisoner, there are still some problems that can't be explained..."

　　 "Where is the garden? Really can't remember?"

　　 "Well, I don't remember what the other person looks like, but he seems to be wearing a windbreaker."

　　 Gao Cheng put down the marker, and temporarily pressed the doubts in his heart, Chao Tsujimoto Kaho asked: "Miss Tsujimoto, has everyone issued a commemorative trench coat?"

　　 "Only passengers," Tsujimoto Natsuho replied, "and neither the president nor the president, so Mr. Mori should not have seen the president."

　　 "But," Shiratori interrupted, UU reading www. uukānshu.com "As long as you have the intention, I think all crew members can easily get one. There is no way to judge this, but you can investigate from the motive of committing the crime.

　　"The suspect did not touch the deceased’s wallet or precious items such as gems. It should be a personal grievance.

　　 "In addition, there is no trace of the room door lock being opened. Either the victim let the suspect in, or the suspect has a universal room card..."

　　 Mumu moved his brows slightly when he heard this, and Xiang Mi asked directly: "Mr. Misaki, who has the master key on the boat?"

　　 "There are quite a lot of people," Misaki said, "Apart from me, the guard, Xia Fan, who is in charge of the babysitter, and the waiter who cleans the room. Almost everyone has..."

　　 "This is difficult," Mumu squeezed his brows together, "I can only investigate from the aspect of social relations..."

　　 It is completely conceivable how many enemies the Eight Generations Group has. In this way, the scope will be large. It is a big project to screen more than 600 people on the ship and investigate the alibi.

　　 "Anyway, Takagi," Mugure gave orders, "You continue to inquire with passengers for information, and try to find witnesses. Mr. Misaki and Miss Tsujimoto will talk more about the crew and passengers..."

　　 Gao Cheng and Conan, who was thinking with his chin on the side, stood on the side, glanced at this guy, and turned and followed Takagi out of the meeting room. .

　　 After such a long time of work, the mental exhaustion is really a bit big, the belly is flat, and it is uncomfortable to panic. It happens to be lunch time, it is better to go and eat something first.

　　 Anyway, the prisoner must still be on this ship, even if there are more than 600 people including the crew, he can definitely get this guy out.