Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"It's actually 3 blank camouflage cards..."

In the Yirenkan Hotel, the case is over, and a large amount of drugs hidden in the back room of the hotel has also been found. Gao Cheng and Yuanzi are also preparing to return to Tokyo.

Although the Yiren Hall is relatively deserted, the town is quite lively. Finally, it is a joyous Christmas. From the window of the guest room, you can see the children playing on the side of the road.

It's just that compared with when he first came here, some things have changed after all, and Gao Cheng is not in the mood to enjoy the festival anymore.

It's a pity to travel with 2 people this time...

Gao Cheng looked at the system light curtain interface and shook his head.

A detective's life is destined to be different, but he has no regrets, even if he gets involved in cases wherever he goes, life must go on.

Uncle Mao Li is very optimistic and has never been troubled by the case.

"Ah Cheng," Yuanzi had already packed his luggage, and shouted to Gao Cheng, "I'm leaving!"

"Let's stay another day," Gao Cheng said after regaining his senses, "At least we will go back after Christmas, and there are still gifts to buy."

"it is good……"

Yuanzi didn't have any objections. Being able to see Gao Cheng's famous reasoning, this Christmas was actually quite perfect.

Even though detectives themselves are high-risk occupations, they have an unparalleled sense of security around Gao Cheng. This feeling of being protected is simply obsessive.

The only uncomfortable thing is that she can hardly help, Xiao Ai can still investigate the information, but she can only be an audience.

It seems that there are no advantages other than having money at home...

"What's the matter?" Gao Cheng was stunned, "Don't you like this place? That's right, after all, there was a murder..."

"No, no, let's go out for a walk."

Yuanzi hurriedly pushed Gao Cheng out, seeing Gao Cheng's helpless look, his heart softened.

What does it matter? Wouldn't it be troublesome if the couple were both detectives?

That's fine...

...

Tokyo,

Kido Detective Agency.

"This is my Christmas present?" Xiao Ai unwrapped the gift, took out the doll reindeer and asked, "Did you have some misunderstanding?"

"Why? Don't you like animals very much?"

Gao Cheng turned on the TV, relaxed on the sofa and watched the news. This Christmas, he only stayed in Hakodate for about 4 days, but it felt like a long time passed, and he didn't know much about the news from Tokyo.

"Besides, there aren't any good Christmas presents over there..."

"I'm not a child!"

"Uh, now it is."

Gao Cheng looked Xiao Ai up and down, and at this moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared on the TV news.

"Mr. Yusaku Kudo, a world-class reasoning writer, returned to Japan this morning. It is said that he specially reduced his work and returned home to rest and recharge..."

Strange, why did Boss Kudo suddenly come back?

Gao Cheng was secretly vigilant.

Generally speaking, Yusaku Kudo should keep a low profile even if he returns to Japan.

Going back to Japan to recharge... that is, collecting materials to find inspiration and the like, which is reasonable, but it is necessary to be so high-profile, and to be interviewed by reporters?

"Do you care?" Xiao Ai carried the doll reindeer back to the bedroom, and when she came out, she saw Gao Cheng staring at Kudo Shinichi in the news.

"That's right," Gao Cheng asked curiously, "There's nothing going on with Conan, right?"

Yusaku Kudo's reasoning ability is almost at the ceiling level of this world. Although most of the world is abroad, it is impossible not to pay attention to Japan, especially when his son is threatened by the black organization. The FBI cooperates there.

If Conan does not act, it is very likely that the FBI has acted.

Could it be the start of another confrontation between the FBI and the Black Organization?

"Call Tianhai back." Gao Cheng decided.

Tianhai, that is, Curaçao, has been going to New York for a while. At first, it was to avoid Rum. Now that it is basically confirmed that Rum is the one-eyed cook Kenno Wakita, it is time for Curaçao to return to the office.

He has not developed any influence in this world, but he is not without strength. Although Curacao was born in the black organization, he is now a capable member of the firm, and many things can be handled by Curacao.

Speaking of which, Curaçao's skills are not inferior to Amuro Toru's. In addition to his super memory, he was able to become Rum's subordinate because of his outstanding abilities in all aspects, but this kind of super agent role seems to be a bit of a waste of talent for him...

There is no way, he is just the president of a detective agency, and there are not many opportunities for Curacao to play.

"Why did you ask her to come back?" Xiao Ai was puzzled. "With her over there, the branch has developed very well recently. Because of someone being lazy, the income of the branch has surpassed here."

"Really?" Gao Cheng didn't expect it at all, "Hasn't there been no improvement in the branch?"

"I don't know, anyway, she manages well, and has talked about a lot of business cooperation. Last month, the revenue of the branch surpassed ours."

"..."

The branch did not make much money, so Gao Cheng paid little attention to it. He sent Curacao there just to avoid the suspicion of the organization. He did not expect such a result.

"Forget it," Gao Cheng said with relief, "After all, it's New York. If the settlement is in US dollars, the income should be higher. Besides, there are more things on my side recently."

It is true that there are many things, especially the last time I was invited to Singapore, I didn’t get much money, but because I spent a lot of money to become the real sponsor of Kyogoku, the "Fist of Cyan Blue" I got in the end was also given to Sonoko.

Wait, if you count the "Fist of Cyan Blue", you've actually made a lot of money...

"Extra income doesn't count," Xiao Ai reminded as if she had a mind-reading ability, "I only count the accounts of the firm."

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether you make money or not." Gao Cheng wondered.

Now the firm has a lot of funds, and it is no problem to support the detective firm and Xiao Ai's laboratory, and it is at the level of an ordinary consortium outside.

He doesn't have much ambition, and he doesn't bother to develop power, so he doesn't have to worry about money at all. The wealth at the ordinary consortium level is enough for him to live comfortably in this world.

Besides, the firm can't make a lot of money. After all, commissions of several million or tens of millions are a minority. After a year of hard work, there may not be a consortium that earns more from just one project.

"Master!" Suddenly a loud voice rang out from outside the door, and Sanada, who was still wearing a jersey and sweating all over, pushed the door openly and entered. Seeing Gao Cheng, he said excitedly, "You are finally back, master! I have decided, next time I practiced with you before playing the game! This way I will definitely be selected for the Japanese team!"

Gao Cheng rolled his eyelids and looked at Xiao Ai.

Takadai Sanada, a substitute player of the Osaka BIG team, also a teammate of Ryusuke Higo, called himself his apprentice after a certain drama incident.

Of course, this guy is not interested in reasoning, he looks like a hot-blooded and impulsive guy, he is a football genius, and now he is working hard to surpass Higo Takasuke.

"Why should I help you practice?" Gao Cheng said speechlessly.

His current "Football" is indeed at the master level, far surpassing the average professional player, but it does not mean that he likes to play football, let alone teach this Sanada to play football.

For him, football is only used to train himself, whether it is reaction or control...

"I'm a detective, not a football player..."

"It's too wasteful!" Sanada screamed, beat his chest and stamped his feet, "Master, if you don't want to play football, you should teach me. I will never let master down!"

"That's not the problem at all, is it?!" Gao Cheng was full of black lines, "Why do I have to teach you?"

He is too lazy to accept any apprentices, besides, Xiao Ai is a Bihu fan, if Sanada can surpass Bihu?

"master!"

"Stop it."

Xiao Ai crossed her arms, glanced between Gaocheng and Sanada Takadai, faintly puzzled.

She didn't know when Gao Cheng would be able to play football, she didn't seem to be bad, after all, she had seen Sanada's matches, he was a very good player, his skills were close to that of Higo, but such a person claimed to be Gao Cheng's apprentice?

But I really didn't see Gao Cheng playing football, so I went out to practice swordsmanship every week. Last time the wooden knife was stolen, I made excuses to steal it for several days.

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