Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

Chapter 1: The detective agency that is about to close

   "There is always only one truth, the prisoner is..."

   "If there is a case that is difficult to solve, just go to me, detective Shinichi Kudo!"

   "The famous detective Shinichi Kudo, Sherlock Holmes in the Heisei era, can even be said to be the savior of the Japanese police, and suddenly lost news..."

   In a messy office, the TV kept playing news.

   Gao Cheng looked strangely sitting behind the messy desk, holding a newspaper in his hand.

   He traveled, traveled to the world of Detective Conan, and became a confused detective who had just graduated from high school.

   is not a dream, but a real journey through the world of Conan where the death rate is extremely high.

   Unlike the famous Kudo Shinichi in the newspaper, his life is bleak.

The original owner’s name was Kato Takasei, and his name was similar to him. When he graduated from high school, he inherited a detective agency from his deceased grandfather. There was nothing at all, but just a few days ago, the original owner, who had no detective talent, messed up Wei. One case, there was a big embarrassment before the TV broadcast.

After the incident spread, he became as famous as Kudo Shinichi, but the opposite reputation. The originally difficult detective agency was suddenly closed, and there was no more commission. Under the huge blow, he was the original owner who abandoned himself. Failed to cheer up, just before he came over, he died suddenly because of excessive drinking.

   That's right, it was a high school graduate who had just grown up and had never drunk alcohol. He died suddenly after drinking in the detective agency. If he didn't cross over, it is estimated that there would be another headline in the newspaper.

   looked at the messy rooms around, Gao Cheng took a deep breath.

He was fairly well-known in college. He was about to participate in a famous kendo competition, and suddenly he crossed into the world of Conan. If his memory is correct, there is basically nothing in this family, only this symbol is more than that. The actual detective agency, after inheriting this body, has also inherited the deep feelings for the detective agency. The original owner’s only wish is to revitalize the detective agency and live up to his grandfather’s name. Now this obsession is all over him. Body.

   He doesn’t know if there are ghosts in this world, but he deeply feels the obsession of the original owner. As long as the thought of being a detective moves improperly, the body will immediately cry to you...

   Gao Chengzhen burst into tears.

   The terrible reality is that by the end of this month, he has no money to pay the rent. When the detective agency can't go on, let alone say, he doesn't even have a place to live.

   I used to study kendo at school, and I didn’t have any means of making a living. Now if I don’t even have this detective agency, I really don’t know how to live...

   This kind of opening is simply **** mode!

   Gao Cheng glanced at Kudo Shinichi's report on TV subconsciously.

  The world of Conan is simply the world of detectives. Many famous detectives emerge in endlessly all over the world. The most famous one in the Kanto region is Shinichi Kudo.

  The original owner still has a deep impression of Kudo Shinichi in the memory of the original owner, and even witnessed Kudo Shinichi's reasoning show at the scene of the crime.

Of course, compared with Shinichi Kudo, who is already known as the "Japanese police savior" and "Heisei Sherlock Holmes", the original owner who barely started his detective career after graduating from high school is just a passerby who shouted sixty-six. No, at least the salted fish can turn over...

   Gao Cheng's thoughts follow the memory back to the past, and Kudo Shinichi's way of reasoning seems to be directly presented in front of him.

   He stood in the crowd, enviously looking at the confident young man in the center of the focus, watching the young man unravel the murderer's lies under everyone's gaze, and easily reasoned out the murderer's homicide technique.

   and seeing it on TV comics are not a feeling at all. Gao Cheng, who has no reasoning ability, can't help but see it with enthusiasm. He can't wait to make some reasoning like Kudo Shinichi.

   "Goo!" A scream of stomach pulled Gao Cheng back to reality. There were no cases, no spectators, and some only messy detective agency offices.

   The cruel reality, let alone becoming a detective now, he can't even solve the problem of eating.

   The most troublesome thing for him is that after the detective agency's reputation is bad, there are no clients.

   Don’t talk about big business, I don’t even have a commission to find something...

   Takanari continued to check the latest newspaper with his chin. In addition to the news about Kudo Shinichi's disappearance, there was also a report by Moori Kogoro.

   On the middle section of the newspaper, there is a smiling face of Kogoro Moori's exaggerated uncle. Through the newspaper, you can deeply feel Kogoro Moori's triumphant look.

   "Red Ghost Village Fire Sacrifice Murder Incident, 1 billion yuan robbery incident..."

   He can't remember the story of the famous detective Conan, but it seems that it should be shortly after Kudo Shinichi shrank and became Conan, and Kogoro Moori became famous.

   I don't know if Kogoro Mori is lucky or unlucky. He became a detective because of Conan's relationship, but I don't know how many times he will be anesthetized by Conan in the future.

   Gao Cheng shook his head, let out a sigh of relief, glanced at the messy and sloppy detective agency, and used his energy to tidy up.

   No matter what the original owner is, he will find a way to start again. As long as the detective agency gets better, there will be hope for future life.

   First pack up the bottles all over the floor. Japan seems to prohibit drinking under the age of 20. If it is discovered, the detective agency, which is already very difficult, does not know what will happen.

   The layout of the room is similar to that of a general detective agency. A desk, a sofa and coffee table for entertaining guests, are now too chaotic.

   He was patient, sweating profusely and continued to tidy up. When he picked up an old Sherlock Holmes collection from the floor, a card suddenly fell out of the page.

   "What is this?" Gao Cheng looked at the card suspiciously.

   There is nothing on the front, only the outline of Sherlock Holmes on the back, which seems to be around or something.

   Sherlock Holmes is very famous in the world of Conan. Even Shinichi Kudo is a huge fan of Sherlock Holmes. The name "Conan" is also taken from Conan Doyle, the author of Sherlock Holmes's novels.

   However, he doesn't have much feeling for Holmes. He likes to read novels, but he can't talk about fans, and he doesn't even leave any impression on the original owner.

   shook his head, Gao Chengzheng wanted to put the card back, but his vision changed suddenly. There was no messy office, but a brick road shrouded in dark fog.

   In the quiet night, the lights on both sides of the road pierced through the haze, and it seemed to have an old-fashioned British feel.

   "I seem to have seen this place..."

   Gao Cheng suddenly thought of the card just now, and the old Sherlock Holmes collection. The illustration on the cover of that book seems to be this street, but Sherlock Holmes is still painted on it.

"What's the matter?"

   Gao Cheng looked around and touched the walls of the house again. The cold touch and the unpleasant smog in the air were very real... But why did he suddenly appear in this place?

"This is Baker Street at the end of the 19th century." A tall and thin man appeared behind Gao Cheng. He was wearing a trench coat, a black felt hat, a pipe and a stick in his hand, and his appearance in the shadows was not very good. Clear, but faintly feel extraordinary.

   "Are you?" Gao Cheng asked puzzledly.

   "An insignificant person," the man said humorously, "you probably don't want to know me much."

   "Huh?" Gao Cheng was taken aback, remembering the illustration in that book, "Are you... Holmes?"

"Response very quickly... You seem to have only experienced one death, your face is terrible, and the smell of alcohol... This is really bad, drinking too much alcohol is bad for your health, not to mention you have never drunk alcohol before, oh, finger touch I've been to the newspaper...have you encountered something bad?" The man raised his hat and revealed a pair of bright and wise gray eyes, "I think about it, I just took over the detective agency from my grandfather, and I don't have the talent to be a detective... this is actually nothing, when Detectives are not difficult, as long as you pay more attention to the details, it is easy, and you have this talent."

   "How do you know?" Gao Cheng was still confused, UU reading www.uukanshu.com "and..."

   "Do you want to ask why you are here? Don't think so much, you will know later."

The man smiled and got on a passing carriageway: "You will become a good detective. Maybe you can catch up with me. Seriously... Enjoy your life in the future, it will definitely be a great experience. ."

"what?"

   On the floor of the office, Gao Cheng lay down without an image. It wasn't until six o'clock that he woke up with a grumble of stomach, his whole body aching to death.

   Even if I change my soul, my body is still very bad and very weak.

   Touched his stomach, Gao Cheng sat up with a yawn, and suddenly felt that his finger had touched a hard object. When he reached out, he found that it was the card that had fallen out of the book.

   Yes, it seems that after touching this card, I inexplicably had a dream of Baker Street in London at the end of the 19th century. I also met a man who looked like Sherlock Holmes and said some strange things.

   looked at the card again.

   There was nothing on the surface of the card, but when Gao Cheng looked at it, there was a faint halo, and a series of words appeared on the surface of the card strangely.

"what is this?"

   "The Haunted House Murder Case?"

   "Isn't this card around Sherlock Holmes?"

In addition to the location of the incident, the    card also has a brief introduction and a reminder of the words "Trial Case".

   Gao Cheng rubbed his eyes and looked at the weird card again.

   Except for a string of text, there seems to be no other changes, not something terrible.

   In doubt, there is one more text on the card.

   "Reward, the detective card is bound."

   Gao Cheng's eyelids jerked, is that dream true? !

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