Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

After meeting Gong Chang, Gao Cheng got the chance to meet Xuan Tian.

I don't know if it's true or not, but the police officer bow seems to respect his past experience, and I don't know why a fireman uncle attaches so much importance to the cases of other teams.

In the interrogation room, Xuantian sat alone with his head bowed, looking frustrated that he had given up treatment.

A policeman stood outside in distress, and reported to Gong Zhang who brought Gao Cheng over: "He still couldn't explain why, but insisted that the other person set the fire."

"Well."

The factory nodded to signal the police to leave, looking heavily at the exhausted Xuantian in the interrogation room through the glass.

"If you can't find any other clues, you can only send him for trial in the end..."

After a pause, Gong Chang sighed and turned to Gao Cheng: "Detective Kido, do you know why I believe him?"

Gao Cheng was also a little curious: "Is it because of Xuantian's firefighter father?"

Gong Zhang neither denied nor nodded, but just recalled, "When I was investigating Xuantian, I called him to the park once and talked to him once, but after 30 minutes the guy didn't say anything, he just looked sad like that. Sitting on the bench all the time, it's about the same as now...

"However, when I left, I glanced from a distance, and saw him leave the bench, desperately looking for something in the surrounding grass, and he gave up after a while when it started to rain. I also felt relieved when I saw him I understood, what he was looking for was the cigarette butt I had smoked, which was the cause of the fire that killed his father..."

Gong Zhang silently stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, with earnest eyes.

"I can't imagine that a guy like him would set fire to someone else's house, and I don't want to think about it... Detective Kido, I have investigated your case. Since becoming famous, the detection rate has always been 100%. No matter how complicated and difficult the case is, the truth can be found out, can I ask you to help Xuantian this time?"

Gao Cheng looked at the silent Xuantian in the interrogation room, and his understanding of this wimpy uncle deepened.

The death of his father may have become Xuantian's heart knot, which is why he was caught by the real murderer and took advantage of his weakness. In this way, those suspects, whether they are psychiatrists, feng shui masters, or fortune tellers, may be mentally ill. Control Xuan Tian.

"Let me talk to him first."

Gao Cheng nodded and walked into the interrogation room,

Inside, Xuantian thought it was another police officer who was interrogating, but when he looked up, he found Gao Cheng, and couldn't help but look surprised.

"Detective Kido?"

"I believe you are not the real murderer," Gao Cheng smiled lightly and stood in front of Xuantian, "Do you need me to help you prove your innocence? No commission fee is required."

...

Toshizencho, Xuantian's house.

When Gao Cheng arrived at the door in the police car of Gong Chang, Uncle Mori also drove over from the other side. After seeing Gao Cheng, Hattori greeted him with a smile.

"How about it? Kido, let's find out how the prisoner started the fire first, shall we?"

"I've already heard from Officer Gongchang," Gao Cheng gave Hattori an angry look, "So, how did you make the alibi?"

Hattori didn't continue to be complacent, and said with piercing eyes: "We checked the scene again, and there were fragments of white woven light bulbs at the fire site, and there were ribbon-shaped brown scorched marks and black round marks on them, and there were paper towels everywhere on the burnt area. The prisoner should wrap a paper towel on the 100w light bulb, and then plug in a match. Once the surface temperature of the light bulb is enough, the match will be automatically ignited...

"The surface temperature of a 100w light bulb can reach 218 degrees, and it is easy to ignite a match. The prisoner must have tampered with the light bulb in the warehouse in advance, and then sprinkled oil on the floor, and put the red horse with the base removed by the window. The timing of the ignition can be adjusted by the amount of paper towels wrapped around the bulb...”

Hattori looked at Xuantian's family and said with a smile: "This is the prisoner's automatic ignition device. The most obvious evidence is that there is still a shimmering white weaving lamp before the shadow of the red horse is printed on the curtain next door! The next step is to find out how the prisoner manipulated Xuantian and what else. The last piece of evidence..."

"So that's how it is," Gong Zhang pondered, "According to what you said, it seems that it can indeed ignite automatically, but the traces on the bulb may also be formed accidentally during the fire, and if this device is used, it is possible that all three people ?"

Gao Cheng took out the key and opened the door of Xuantian's house: "Anyway, check first..."

"Kito, the key you brought?"

"Mr. Xuantian lent it to me, and I accepted his commission."

Gao Cheng pushed open the door and walked into the entrance first. He was attracted by the shoe prints in the hallway at first sight. He took out the shoes in the shoe cabinet in the entrance and tried them on. Xuantian's shoe prints were about the same size.

"Xuantian lives alone in such a big house..."

"Well, after his father died, he lived with his mother. I heard that his mother also passed away last year."

Gongchang changed into slippers in the entrance, and looked at the shoe prints with a frown.

"Are these shoe prints belong to Xuantian?"

"Just as I thought," Uncle Mori followed Conan and took out mud-filled socks and a shirt with burnt marks from the trash can next to him. , what he said may be true..."

"It's too early to say so," Gao Cheng stood up and said, "Perhaps this is also the trick of the real murderer..."

Now the most critical alibi has been explained, which is the automatic delayed ignition.

In addition, he has already asked about the motives of several suspects. The Feng Shui master Zengwo was threatened by the deceased Mrs. Ryoko with an adulterous video, and the female fortune teller Quan Teng was able to get a large sum of money from her recently deceased father after Ryoko died. Inheritance, the will is to leave the inheritance to the person who inherits Zhujiao's surname, so originally only Ryoko who recruited a son-in-law can get the inheritance...

As for the married son-in-law, the psychiatrist Zhu Jiaoming, although he would lose his inheritance because of his wife's death, he was not without motives.

I heard that Zhu Jiaoming has always wanted to demolish the house and build his own hospital, but Liang Zi, who owns the house, disagrees. In addition, Zhu Jiaoming probably knows about Liang Zi's affair...

The real culprit should be one of these three people.

Gao Cheng tapped the center of his eyebrows with his fingers, and the details of the front and back flashed through his mind quickly.

There are still a few doubts that are very strange.

In the beginning, Mrs. Liangzi entrusted Nan Chuan to investigate the suspicious person. When the uncle and the others replaced Nan Chuan at Zhujiao's house, Mrs. Liang Zi suddenly changed her tone.

In addition, the small cushion that Mrs. Liangzi was clutching tightly in her hand before she died seemed to belong to a fortune-teller... This does not mean that the murderer was a fortune-teller.

Wait a moment……

Mrs. Liangzi should not have seen the murderer arrange the automatic ignition device. Could it be that she knew who the arsonist was beforehand, so she suddenly changed her tune?

"Hey, Kido," Hattori yelled while looking through the shoe cabinet, "Come here!"

"Ah?" Conan followed Gao Cheng to Hattori suspiciously.

"Any questions?"

"Look, this is the phone bill on the shoe cabinet. Isn't it strange that I spent 30,000 yuan a month? That guy Xuantian doesn't seem to be able to call often."

"Well," Conan nodded, "Xiaolan often talks on the phone with Yuanzi, but the phone bill is not that much..."

"So," Hattori rubbed his chin and recalled, "it's the same with that idiot Kazuha, who often calls for a long time. Why do women like to call so much?"