Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

As night falls, the streets of bustling Tokyo are full of traffic.

In an unnoticed alley, flames were burning, reflecting a long figure.

It was a long-haired man in a trench coat and a baseball cap, with sunken eyes and a scruffy beard, looking like a homeless man.

"Heh heh heh, there's still one place left. By then, the eve festival will be completed, and then the red lotus flame will burn this corrupt city... a grand carnival will begin..."

The man walked out of the alley with a gloomy face and a distorted smile.

"Huh?" Ayumi stood in front of the Masked Superman toy machine in the alley wearing a suspender dress, staring blankly at the man who stopped a taxi and left. "Ayumi?" Mrs. Yoshida walked out of the store and saw Ayumi who was in a daze and shouted, "What are you doing there?"

"Ah, mom..."

"Okay, let's go back."

...

"Is there a series of arson attacks in Tokyo?"

The next day, on the third floor of the Chenghu Detective Office, Gao Cheng picked up a newspaper with his chicken nest on his head: "This is about the police, it has nothing to do with me, right?"

"Including yesterday's one, there are already five pieces," Huiyuan walked out of the kitchen, yawned lightly, and said with downcast eyes, "The manager of that store wanted to entrust you to find out the items because of the huge damage caused by the fire. The arsonist...Besides, I don't know who broke the pitching machine, and the office has started to struggle again."

"I'll just do it," Gao Cheng coughed lightly, and carefully browsed the news reports, "But that's it, even the police can't do anything about it, and there's no clue at all..."

"There are already clues," Haibara said flatly, "Ayumi said in the morning that she saw the suspect last night, and now she is planning to go to the Metropolitan Police Department with everyone."

"When did you say that?" Gao Cheng was stunned.

"Just when someone was sleeping late." Hui Yuan stared straight at Gao Cheng.

Gao Cheng smiled unreasonably, and quickly started to tidy up his outfit.

If you are not meeting with a client, you don’t need to dress too formally, but you still need to pay attention to your image. After combing your messy hair, you should tie a tie anyway.

I looked in the mirror and felt a lot more refreshed.

As in the past, it was an ordinary but not ordinary morning, and it was time to start at work again.

After all, men have to make money to support their families...

At the Metropolitan Police Department, Ayumi and his team found Officer Sato to take a statement. Gao Cheng stood aside like a guardian, and Haibara beside him was still yawning without energy.

Gao Cheng was stunned: "What's wrong? So sleepy..."

Huiyuan gave Gao Cheng a blank look: "Of course I'm sleepy after getting up early in the morning to do laundry and deal with entrusted cases."

"Then let's end this case quickly."

Gao Cheng listened attentively to Ayumi's description, and Sato drew the prisoner's appearance according to Ayumi's description.

"It looks a bit like a fox," Ayumi recalled, lifting the corners of her eyes with two fingers, "It's still like this, with your eyes hanging up!"

"Fox eyes..."

The image of a prisoner vaguely appeared in Gao Cheng's mind.

Wearing a long coat, gloves, and a hat on a hot day, the smell of gasoline on the pants, long messy hair pressed under the brim of the hat, and a fox-like face with a strange smile...

According to Ayumi, this person appeared in the alleyway near the fire scene last night. He was a strange uncle speaking strange words. He should be the arsonist.

With these characteristic clues, it should not be difficult for the police to search and arrest, but the scope is still too large, and it is impossible to know where the arsonist will appear next time...

Officer Sato painted the portrait and showed it to everyone happily: "Is it like this? Do I look like it?"

When Gao Cheng saw the portrait for the first time, he was almost frightened by Sato's handwriting, and the image that emerged in his mind suddenly collapsed.

"Yes, is that so?"

"It's not like..." Ayumi shook her head in distress.

The faces of Yuantai and the others who were full of interest suddenly collapsed: "The painting is so ugly."

"It's almost like a child's doodle."

"Is there no one else who draws better?"

"What can I do?" Sato blushed and said,

"Mr. Zhichuan, who specializes in portrait painting, has a cold and asked for leave today!"

Gao Cheng smiled wryly and said, "I think it's better to go to that alley and have a look, maybe we can find other clues."

"Alright," Sato put down the drawing board, and said helplessly, "I happen to be going somewhere along the way today."

"By the way?"

At an intersection at 4-chome, Kubadocho, two cars parked on the side of the road one after another, a car of Officer Sato, and a car of Officer Shiratori who followed.

Gao Cheng glanced at Shiratori and Takagi who followed without authorization.

What are these two guys doing here? It's just a case of arson...

"Speaking of which, does the search section also deal with arson cases?"

"Haha," Takagi said with a dry smile, "In fact, someone was killed near the scene of the fourth arson case. Although there is no evidence, the deceased was probably killed because he witnessed the gangster arson..."

"yes?"

Gao Cheng looked at Police Officer Sato who seemed to be worshiping something at the intersection, and even put a bouquet of flowers on the ground.

Takagi, in the final analysis, is probably because of Officer Sato. After all, Officer Sato is a police woman, and his heroic appearance is indeed very attractive...

"I remembered," Shiratori suddenly looked at Officer Sato who was worshiping, and said, "Today is the anniversary of the death of her father, Officer Masayoshi Sato, yes, he died on this day...

"Eighteen years ago today, police officer Masayoshi Sato was hit by a truck at this intersection when he was chasing robbers. Unfortunately, the ambulance arrived too late that day because of the heavy rain. I heard from the Mumu Police Department that he He died on the car to the hospital in front of the family who rushed over..."

"Does Officer Sato have such a past?" Gao Cheng also looked at Officer Sato who was quietly kneeling on the side of the road worshiping, feeling a little dazed for some reason.

The past memory of the original owner has always been quite vague, most of which are the time spent living with his grandfather, and the only impression of his parents is that they died in a car accident.

However, he could still vaguely feel the pain in his heart.

"Kito." Huiyuan pulled up the corner of the garment.

"Ah?" Gao Cheng came back to his senses, and found that Officer Sato had finished worshiping, and he was talking with Gao Mu about the case of his father's death eighteen years ago.

"What?" Huiyuan Tantan looked at Gao Cheng, his gaze fluctuated slightly, "Do you remember the past?"

"It's nothing." Gao Cheng smiled and collected his thoughts.

Let's go to worship some other day...

"I've always thought about it when I was a child," Police Officer Sato breathed out, half-jokingly reminiscing, "If someone solves the riddle and arrests the robber of the year, I will do anything for him to fulfill his wish ..."

"desire?"

"Any?"

Takagi and Shiratori were stunned at the same time, swallowed nervously, and buried their heads in deep thought.

Gao Cheng groaned and rubbed his chin and said, "If I untie it... can I ask for anything?"

"Ah?" Sato was stunned for a moment, then smiled hesitantly, "Of course, but..."

"Then it's okay to eat together, right?"

Gao Cheng scratched the back of his head, and suddenly felt the temperature around him drop a bit, as if he was being stared at by two pairs of murderous eyes, turned around and saw Takagi and Shiratori who were breathing heavily, and quickly changed his words: "My It means, please have a meal together..."

"One meal is too little," Yuan Tai drooled, "I want a thousand servings of eel rice, is that okay?"

Ayumi also surrounded Sato expectantly: "I want to try the feeling of living in a tropical paradise castle!"

Mitsuhiko followed, "I just need a ticket to the International Space Station!"

"Okay, okay."

Sato responded with a wry smile, before saying anything more, Haibara next to him couldn't help but said, "I want the latest leather bag from PRADA."

Conan joined in the fun with an excited face: "Can I get a ticket for this World Cup?"

"Hey..."

Gao Cheng frowned.

Does this guy still need this money? Yusaku Kudo's gold card is still there, how many tickets are enough to buy?

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