Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

Latest URL: "Letitbe..." Manager Matsumoto walked into the room, perhaps cheered up by the news of the prisoner again, and proactively said to everyone, "I didn't expect to appear at this time..."

"Warning!"

"Okay, Sato and Chiba, go to investigate nearby, Shiratori ‘copy’ around the death message, and re-investigate Mr. Hiradong’s circle of friends!"

The manager of Matsumoto looked stern and seriously ordered: "Takagi, you go and meet the survivors of the previous three victims, and find out if Mr. Hepingdong can contact him!"

"Yes! Understand!"

Takagi saluted enthusiastically and ran out the door. Gao Cheng was stunned to see him. He quickly said to the management officer Matsumoto: "Kingshi, can you lend me Officer Sato first?"

"Ok?"

Manager Matsumoto seemed to be distracted by the sight of Takagi's departure. It took a while before he reacted and looked at Xiang Gaocheng: "Detective Jodo has a clue?"

"I just think that some places are worthy of in-depth investigation. There is Officer Sato who knows this serial homicide very well, so the investigation is also convenient."

Gao Cheng actually wanted to take Gao Mu more, but this guy ran away like a stimulant.

"Where does Detective Kioto think there is a problem?" Manager Matsumoto's gaze narrowed slightly, and the bruise that struck his left eye was pressing.

"Letitbe... The Beatles fans think it was the lyrics writer who wrote the feeling that he didn't want the band to disband," Gao Cheng said calmly, "I have been thinking that the prisoner would put this lyrics on his lips. There will be no special meaning, so I checked it out. The murderer in this case is probably not a random murder. The victim and the prisoner are in companionship."

Manager Matsumoto's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes dimmed slightly.

"Twenty years ago, Morimura did say that when he approached the vehicle to investigate, he heard the other party humming this song, humming with tears..."

"Tears?"

"Yes, the forest cared about this song until he died. I have been thinking about the special meaning of this song over the years, but the number of people killed has nothing to do with their age, career or life..."

Matsumoto's gaze towards Gao Cheng finally changed a little, as if thinking of something, he continued to say in a deep voice, "This case is up to you. Maybe this time you can really solve the case... But I also hope you don't let your guard down. "

Matsumoto patted Takasei on the shoulder, turned to Sato and said cautiously: "The Morimura will get married next month. In order to make another contribution to the woman who is about to become his wife, he was impatient and didn't wait for us to end up being caught. The suspect’s car crashed, and I don’t want this to happen to everyone..."

"Yes, maybe not?"

Gao Cheng's cheeks twitched slightly. Although it was a reminder to his subordinates, he didn't have to use such an analogy, right?

Besides, no one wants to get married, only Sato and Takagi police officers are more suitable.

"Don't worry, Officer Sato, we won't be in danger anymore if we solve the case quickly." When Gao Cheng followed Sato to the apartment parking lot, he suddenly thought of the energetic Takagi.

Did Matsumoto Jingshi already know the relationship between the couple?

Although he has lost all the memory of the case, he still remembers that Takagi's life is very big. He was a personal winner many times. And now that he is there, it is impossible to put Takagi in danger. Sato is here. It's even more impossible.

With a trace of worry on his face, Sato nodded absently when he heard Gao Cheng's words, and asked, "Where are we going now?"

"Well, go to the Mahjong Hall."

"Okay...Huh?!"

Sato stared at Gao Cheng.

Don't say she doesn't play mahjong, now is not the time to play mahjong.

"It's just going to the mahjong hall to investigate," Gao Cheng got on the Sato car and explained helplessly. "People of different ages, occupations and even life circles can only connect with hobbies, which were more reasonable 20 years ago. Isn’t Mahjong the most likely? And they all seem to have said Mahjong terminology."

"Mahjong Terminology..."

"I have carefully read the information on the serial homicides several times? Several victims often go out every Saturday night, and either on the phone or when they go home, they have said strange things,'say I'm a crying ghost, laugh endlessly' ,'I'm seeing a doctor now! Don't bother me!','My parents were knocked into the air last night, it's terrible' and so on..."

Gao Cheng folded his arms and said, "It sounds like he has no clue, but he thinks of what Mr. Pingdong, who was killed this time, said, "The last card", "Only the safe card"... are all mahjong terms.

"The crying ghost is also the crying card. Mahjong is called'biding'.'Seeing a doctor' is actually'I'm listening now, don't bother me'. You can draw a card if you are short of a card. I mean, the BB machine keeps ringing at this time, of course I will lose my temper on the phone...

"'Parents' should be the'owners' of Mahjong that can take extra money, and'being hit by flying' should mean hitting the'full jump' that can double. In fact, it means that the owner has lost a lot of money. Hear this. It’s either the victim’s wife who doesn’t play mahjong or the victim’s child. It’s not surprising to hear it wrong. If you investigate it like this, of course there will be no results, but when you look at it all together, you’ll understand.”

As the car departed, Sato listened to Gao Cheng's analysis, and the whole person became energetic. The places that he didn't understand before suddenly became transparent, and his eyes glowed brightly.

"If they are really poker friends, that is to say..."

"Yes, if you look for the Mahjong hall near their residence 20 years ago, you can find clues," Gao Cheng said, looking at the pedestrian street outside the car window, in a vague voice, "I just don't know how much is left after so many years. clue."

Sato drove the car with a solemn expression, not knowing whether it was a psychological effect, and there was always a bad feeling in his heart.

Now Takagi should go to the murdered survivors for questioning...

"Kioto," Sato couldn't help but try to ask, "Do you have any thoughts about the prisoner?"

"Well, it should not be the same prisoner."

Gao Cheng looked at the sign of the mahjong hall flashing on the side of the road.

Because I played a lot of mahjong with my uncle, I am not unfamiliar with mahjong terminology, and from the perspective of the file, the son of the third victim, who was a child at the time, heard the final voice of the prisoner.

The child was hiding next door in fear. Before the prisoner hummed a song and left, he said "Don't blame me, who made you light the gun..." "It's all because you said something like that, causing me to listen to the dead card. He was also caught by the police." Staring at the wound left so long..."

The prisoner likes to talk about mahjong terminology even outside the mahjong table. It can be seen that he is quite a person who likes playing mahjong.

Mr. Pingdong, who uses mahjong terminology in TV shows, is the same. Combined with the death message left by Pingdong, a very bold possibility appears. UU Reading www.uukanshu.cOM

Pingdong is actually a prisoner, so he was so arrogant in the interview. It is precisely because he is the real prisoner that he knows that he was attacked by the impersonator.

This speculation is entirely possible...

"Not the same prisoner?" Sato looked at Gao Cheng slightly stiffly. "What do you mean?"

"The English word for copying is copy. The word cat is called "cat", "CopyCat". This is the name for imitating criminals who imitate other people's methods of crime. …Of course, Pingdong is dead, and I can’t confirm it, so I have to go to the mahjong hall to find further clues..."

Gao Cheng tightened his eyes. .

If this is the case, it means that someone solved the case before the police. Either someone couldn't stand Pingdong's arrogance, or someone had revenge for what happened.

Another possibility is that his reasoning is wrong. Pingdong is not a criminal, but the prisoner killed Pingdong after 15 years for some reason...