Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

　　 In the hotel room, Gao Cheng looked at the surveillance camera in the corner and filled out the test paper with his pen.

　　 This event is really strict. Not only did the mobile phone be taken away, but also monitoring and listening devices were installed in the room, which completely eliminated the possibility of cheating...

　　 "What is Holmes best at... Reasoning? What is the name of Dr. Watson's wife..."

　　 Looking at the questions on the paper, Gao Chengtou was about to explode.

　　Ghost knows what Dr. Watson's name is. These are just a few simple questions at the beginning. The more than 900 questions afterwards seem to be getting harder and harder.

　　 The world of these Sherlock Holmes fans is really abnormal...

"Could it be that Boss Jingu did it deliberately, right? 1,000 questions, really someone can answer more than 990 correctly?" Gao Cheng said suspiciously. Other people's test papers should be the same. Boss Jingu is a student from Grandpa at any rate. The reason is specifically to embarrass him.

　　 is the room of Conan and others. The Maori father and daughter have already occupied a bed to rest. Only Conan is still filling out the questionnaire happily with the light on.

　　 "Question 240, the time when Holmes and Professor Moriarty fell into the valley together was determined to be a few years and a few days...May 4, 1891, what? It's actually very simple!"

　　 Conan was lying on the floor in his pajamas, his two small feet cocked up from time to time, looking very relaxed, and he answered more than two hundred questions in a blink of an eye.

　　 "Next... please write down the correct password that appears in "Dancing Portrait"... No difficulty at all, so handsome!"

　　 Xiaolan sat up wearily, and looked at Conan in a daze: "Conan, you haven't slept yet? It's already four o'clock..."

"Really," Mouri Kogoro also couldn't sleep, with his hands resting on his head and complained, "There is no TV, no cell phone, no newspapers, and the weather is so hot that there is no air conditioner installed, only a surveillance camera... It's a prison!"

　　 "It's great to participate in this trip!" Conan filled out the answer happily.

　　 The next day, Gao Cheng didn't eat lunch with everyone under his dark circles until noon.

Sherlock Holmes asked 1000. He even answered with a guess and gave up after a while. It is estimated that he was given a reference book. He didn't want to answer all the questions before the time limit, but he was so unwilling that he didn't have it all night. Can sleep well.

　　 After tossing it down, he is not interested in the subsequent reasoning question and answer. Even if the first edition book is worth 10 million, he does not want to answer the test paper again.

　　 It's the other Sherlock Holmes fans who are serious, especially Conan. Although he has dark circles under his eyes, he is very energetic.

　　 "How is it?" Gao Cheng asked curiously.

　　 "No problem," Conan grinned, "I should be able to answer them all in the afternoon."

　　 Gao Cheng shut his mouth honestly. He asked if he would answer, but Conan said when he could finish the answer.

　　Waiting until dinner time, Gao Cheng calmly enjoyed a luxurious meal with Uncle Maori and others. Apart from the lack of air-conditioning and TV, this hotel was a bit criticized. The food was pretty good. It would be worth it if it was just a trip.

　　 "Good support..."

　　 "But why haven't you seen the innkeeper figure until now?"

　　 The members saw that it was almost half past nine, and shouted to the waitress dissatisfiedly: "Hurry up and ask him to change the test papers for us!"

　　 "But... our boss told me that he wanted me to entertain you until he came in after dinner." The waitress asked, embarrassed.

　　 "Well, wait a minute, maybe the boss is preparing for something."

　　 Everyone was drinking tea while waiting for the boss of Jin Gu to appear, but there was no movement until after twelve o'clock.

　　 Gao Cheng slept on the table and was suddenly awakened by the noise.

　　 "Damn it!" a middle-aged man stood up and patted the table, "I can't stand it anymore! I want to go back to my room to sleep!"

　　 "Mr. Fujisawa!"

"Sure enough, the rumor is true," a fat lady next to him said in an angry voice. "People say that sending the first edition book is a big scam. Every time the topic is deliberately difficult, so that everyone can't pass it. The purpose is It's just showing off the book to everyone... I'm sorry, I have to go back to my room and rest."

"I also sleepy."

　　 Gao Cheng yawned, and the group members left in spite of the waiter's dissuasion. He had no idea about the first edition of Holmes, and it would make no sense to stay.

　　 As Uncle Maori also went back to the room to sleep, there were not a few people left in the restaurant in a blink of an eye, and only the two college students, the man and the woman with glasses, stayed behind, while Xiao Lan accompanied Conan and waited for the boss.

　　 "Huh," the man with glasses chuckled at the waitress. "Are these people who left first considered abstaining?"

　　 "This..." The waitress also didn't know what Kanaya's boss thought, so she could only stay with her in silence.

　　……

　　 In the middle of the night, it was almost three thirty, Gao Cheng was confused and heard a huge explosion, followed by a loud noise.

"What happened?"

　　 Gao Cheng put on his clothes and walked out of the room. When the others heard the movement, they also came out, rushing to the direction of the explosion in surprise.

　　 "What? Boss Kanaya is dead?"

On the edge of the cliff in front of the hotel, Gao Cheng gathered with the crowd, and looked at the fire that was burning between the rocks below with a calm face. He was used to things like incidents when he went out, but this time the boss of Jin Gu was killed or let him. Burning with anger~www.novelmt.com~ Even though the boss of Jin Gu and the Joto family have not been in contact for many years, he is still a friend of Aunt Jigme, not to mention that he still actively invited him over this time...

　　The murderer is so rampant!

　　 "What the **** happened?"

　　 "Boss Kanaya, he is dressed up as Sherlock Holmes," Conan's face was also ugly, "I just fell down with the car and the people in front of my eyes..."

"I think it might be murder," the man in glasses said to the crowd with a chuckle, "I saw the process when he fell off the cliff. At that time, the speed was quite slow. As long as you fainted or killed the boss beforehand, then put him in the car. Inside, then, put the gear into the forward gear, so the car will move forward automatically."

　　 The glasses man pointed to the garage confidently and said, "The murderer probably made those arrangements in the garage in advance, that is to say, the murderer is among you people who are not in the restaurant."

　　 "But," Conan questioned, "the car suddenly speeds up in the middle of the car, what's the matter?"

　　 "Ah, this..." The glasses man said exhaustedly.

　　 "I think it's just suicide," the middle-aged man snorted and lit a cigarette. "What the hell, suicide and pretending to be Sherlock Holmes..."

　　 "How could it be suicide?!"

　　 Gao Cheng looked at the muttering Sherlock Holmes fans coldly: "Boss Jingu definitely doesn't seem to be suicidal!"

　　 "Oh?" The man in glasses quipped, "Does the detective have any advice? Are you going to explain why the car accelerates."

　　 Gao Cheng looked at the scene of the incident in silence, not to mention that he still couldn't use the one-minute mode, and now he still hasn't figured out the clues to the case.

　　 The uncovered ground on the side of the cliff left clear tire marks, like a death road to hell.