Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

In the early morning of the next day, Gao Cheng was the first person to wake up. Early in the morning, he found a bamboo sword from nowhere and chopped it outside.

Uncle Mao Li passed by, twitching the corners of his eyes: "What is he crazy about?"

"do not know."

Conan yawned, it was strange to see Gao Cheng sweating profusely.

Although it can be seen that Gao Cheng's strength is not weak from a few shots, he really doesn't see Gao Cheng practicing swords very much. He just looks like he is eating and waiting to die.

"Huh, I think it's probably three minutes hot." Uncle Mao Li felt bored after watching it for a while, and turned to walk towards the restaurant.

Conan didn't leave, but felt strange, and asked Xiao Ai, who was standing by, doubtfully, "Didn't he bring that wooden knife?"

"Why are wooden knives useless..."

Xiao Ai looked at Gao Cheng who was wielding the knife indifferently.

She didn't understand what was going on, Gao Cheng seemed to have been greatly stimulated after last night, she really didn't know what dreams she was having every day...

Maybe it has something to do with women or money. The women who are attracted to each other have become other people's wives, and they can't make money at work recently. It's not bad to vent like this.

able to understand...

"Um?"

Gao Cheng felt Xiao Ai's gaze, his face darkened, he stopped his movements and turned around and shouted: "Don't think about strange things!"

...

At noon, Xia Jiang needed to take care of the ranch, so Xiao Wu drove them around Hokkaido.

Gao Cheng reluctantly sat in the back seat. He didn't want to go out, but he was forced to come over anyway.

In fact, there is not much room for kendo in Conan, except for the kendo competitions that can be seen everywhere, it is meaningless, no matter how strong it is, it is only a cold weapon, but now is the era of hot weapons, learning kendo is not only for strengthening the body, but also participating in competitions, which is far better than not The era of war in ancient times.

That's why he felt that there was no need to continue practicing swordsmanship, self-defense was enough, so what if he had practiced kendo for a hundred years, although there were some unscientific things in Conan's world, it wasn't really possible to develop sword qi and the like Yes, after a few shots, you will be shot.

only……

Why was he stabbed to death by a soldier in his dream? asshole!

Do it again, do it again, you will definitely not die...

However, he didn't dream anymore after last night, and he slept more soundly than ever. The dream that made him sleepless since the Senyuan family incident disappeared without a trace.

It's painful to sleep too peacefully...

The car is driving on the coastal road, and the eyes are full of country houses. Compared with Tokyo, the population is quite sparse.

"It's different from Tokyo, isn't it?" Xiaowu said with a smile, "We felt the same way when we first came to Hokkaido. The land here is sparsely populated, and most of the people are concentrated around Sapporo, but I just like the tranquility here. "

"It's good, haha. It's a pleasure to come to the country for vacation occasionally, especially to soak in the hot springs in the snow like in winter." Uncle Maori has been to Hokkaido in winter, and after seeing the snow scene, other seasons are also different.

"I also think it's pretty good." Gao Cheng looked at the green mountains and the blue sea, "Every time I travel and vacation, I can encounter cases. This time I can take a good rest."

Uncle Mao Li snorted: "You brat is so embarrassed to say that you won't come out unless you are pulled, you should thank me..."

"Ah," Xiao Wu turned a corner in the car, and suddenly saw the police surrounded by the beach in front of him, "Did something happen there?"

"I guess so."

Gao Cheng looked along, and suddenly frowned.

The roadside has been surrounded by a yellow isolation belt, and several forensic personnel beside the police car seem to be collecting evidence...

here we go again!

"It's definitely a love affair." A fat policeman in a beret stood beside the tarpaulin-covered body.

"Sorry," Gao Cheng followed Uncle Mao Li to the scene, "May I ask what happened here?"

"Huh?" The fat policeman turned around with a frown and scolded, "Hey! Who are you? Who told you to come in?!"

"That," Gao Cheng pointed at the uncle and said,

"Actually, this is the well-known and well-known detective in Tokyo, Kogoro Mori, because he saw something happened, so he came here to take a look..."

"Cough." Uncle Mao Li cleared his throat and straightened his chest, looking at Gao Cheng pleasing to the eye.

"Famous detective Mori Kogoro?" The fat policeman looked at the uncle suspiciously, "I haven't heard of it."

"What?" Uncle Mao Li tilted his body and said in a panic with cold sweat, "Hey, how could I not have heard of it? I was the one who solved the murder of Mr. Machida the red-crowned crane last time!"

"Oh, you mean the famous red-crowned crane incident? I've heard of it, but," the fat policeman looked at Uncle Maori and said, "Regardless of whether you are a detective or not, you have nothing to do here. It's just a couple who died in love." It's just the corpses of men and women."

"Martyrdom?"

"Why do you say that?" Gao Cheng took off the tarpaulin and knelt down to examine the corpse.

A pair of wet corpses of a man and a woman lay side by side on the gravel beach. Their wrists were tied together with a rope. They looked like they jumped into the sea and drowned together, but...

When the fat policeman saw Gao Cheng messing around with the scene, he was dissatisfied and said, "That's how it was when we found out. It's obvious that he died for love, right?"

"Is it really martyrdom?"

Gao Cheng glanced over the corpses, staying at the mouths of the men and women.

"In normal drowning, the air in the lungs will mix with the water, and white foam will overflow from the mouth and nose, but these two people have no such traces."

"You," the fat policeman said in surprise, "who are you?"

"I know a little bit of medicine," Gao Cheng stood up and said, "Although the details still need to be clarified through the judiciary, but if I guess correctly, this is a..."

"This is a murder." An affirmative voice came from behind Gao Cheng.

"what?"

Under the gaze of everyone, a boy with long hair parted in the middle slowly walked into the scene as if no one else was there.

"Someone killed two people and pretended to be a martyr for love, do you want to say that?" The young man looked at Gao Chengdao meaningfully with narrow lips, "I heard about you during my travels. You are a famous detective in Tokyo who is called Zuozi." Kido Takasei, right?"

Gao Cheng also looked at the boy who looked like a stinky fart: "Who are you?"

"When I was young, Junzai Tsune, a high school student detective, was quite well-known in Hokkaido."

The young man smiled lightly, walked past Gao Cheng and walked to the corpse: "Except for the marks on the corners of the mouth, the knots that tied the wrists of the two people are also wrong, not only the direction, but also the way..."

"Really!" The fat policeman who was still skeptical put a lot of trust in the young man, allowing the young man to analyze plausibly.

"Based on this," the young man stood with a relaxed face, "After the third person killed the two people, it was disguised as a love affair. You only need to dissect it and check whether there is water in the lungs. The next thing to do is Find out the identities of the two men."

"I see," the fat policeman said happily, "Thank you so much, Shijin."

"Hmph, it's nothing, it's just an ordinary case." The young man said indifferently.

"Damn it!" Until he left the scene of the incident, Uncle Mao Li was still indignant, "Obviously we discovered the problem first, so why is that brat so proud?"

"It's not us, it's me, uncle." Gao Cheng pouted.

I have to say that the high school student detective is pretty good, at least much better than the uncle.

The world of Conan is indeed the world of detectives, but he doesn't know much about other detectives, and he has never communicated with them. Most of them handle cases in his home Tokyo, competing for a little fame with Uncle Mori.

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