Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"Don't you know?" Shancun smiled, "He is..."

"Detective Kido?" There was a sudden exclamation from the residents watching from the outside of the room, "It's really you, Detective Kido?"

"Eh?"

Gao Cheng turned his head and found Hayami Reika, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was in the crowd, wearing a colorful bathrobe, very eye-catching.

"Miss Lingxiang? Why are you here?" Gao Cheng asked in surprise.

"I happened to be here today to shoot the location scene!" Hayami Reika blushed with excitement, and looked into the room curiously, "I heard that a homicide happened, so..."

"Mountain village police officer!" A forensic officer suddenly shouted, "We found a mobile phone in the victim's coat pocket, and there was only one call record in it. Do you want to check it?"

"Of course." The mountain village police officer took the phone and called back directly.

Gao Cheng turned his head and saw that the phone rang for a while and was successfully connected.

"Hey, Duff? How about that chance to make a lot of money you talked about? Let me know if it goes well... By the way, your landlord called and said that if you don't pay the rent again, he won't pay the rent." Renewing the contract with you directly kicked you out! Are you listening?"

There was a man's voice on the other side of the phone. Before Shancun could ask questions, a man said to himself, "Ah, sorry, there is a guest at the door. You should call back later!"

Shancun opened his mouth wide and held the mobile phone, looked at Gao Cheng and the others with a dry smile, and said, "He, he hung up... But at least we know the name of the deceased is Sendaf..."

Uncle Mao Li asked suspiciously: "How do you know that his name is Sendaf? Isn't the other party only calling him Dafu?"

"There is a sticker on the phone," Yamamura pointed to the back of the phone, "Look, his last name is pasted here."

Uncle Mao Li snorted: "It's not a child, he still posted such things?"

"Children are not the only ones who put stickers on," Xiaolan interjected, "I have stickers too!"

"You're still a child, of course it doesn't matter."

"what the hell?"

"Stickers?" Gao Cheng looked at Mao Li's father and daughter,

He looked a little dazed.

If the murderer is among the hotel staff, maybe the other party is the person who is really related to the man in red. The mustache who was killed this time was just hired...

If you think about it this way, the contents of the suitcase are very important.

"Village Police Officer," reported one of the constables, "has searched and found nothing suspicious."

"Really?" Shancun flipped through the newspaper in distress, "Is there only one sports newspaper in the suitcase from the beginning? Is there anything special about this newspaper?"

"To say it's special, it's just that Akagi Maru has more reports..."

"Ah," Conan leaned in front of the newspaper and asked curiously, "What does the top 5 mean? It's the top 5 written in front of Akagi Maru's name."

Uncle Mori took the newspaper and explained: "It means the fifth place in the front! Because Akagi Maru was the east team at that time, it was the fifth place in the east!"

"What's the front?" Conan continued to ask, "Then what does this have to do with the Forest of the Gods?"

"How could it matter?"

"Where's Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva falling forward?"

"No, no! It doesn't matter at all!" Uncle Mao Li shouted impatiently, "Boy, why are there so many problems?"

Yamamura wiped off his sweat and helped to explain: "The top five refers to the sumo wrestlers at the next level of Hengwang, Ozeki, Sekiwaki, and Xiaoyu. The top five are the fifth place in this level."

After Gao Cheng asked the forensic personnel next to him to check the fingerprints carefully, he moved to the newspaper.

He doesn't understand Japanese sumo wrestling at all. It feels like two fat men in the shape of a meat mountain in crotch pants pushing and wrestling each other.

However, if there is any code in this newspaper, it must be easy for Conan to see it...

Seeing Conan pretending to be a child and naively asking questions, Gao Cheng looked at Huiyuan, who was silent with his hands behind his back, as if asking for help.

Huiyuan squinted his eyes, looking at the battle information that occupied a large space in the newspaper. In addition to the ranking, each name was followed by a black and white circle.

White represents victory, black represents defeat, and only the eighth game of Akagi Maru is black.

"Like playing flying chess?" Haibara interrupted Conan abruptly.

"Eh?"

"The first five means go five steps east, and the eighth circle is black, which means go another eight steps to the right..."

Noticing that Uncle Mori looked at him dumbfoundedly, Haibara calmly walked up to Gao Cheng, and grabbed the corner of Gao Cheng's clothes like a little girl: "Brother Kido said so."

"Uh……"

The corners of Gao Cheng's eyes twitched, he couldn't take it all of a sudden pretending to be a little girl...

"But," Shancun looked at Gao Cheng suspiciously, "If this is a code in the newspaper, what exactly does it mean?"

"Well," Gao Cheng looked at Huiyuan who was hiding behind, and coughed softly, "I think it's better to invite the hotel staff to gather first, and conduct a careful interrogation before we talk about it."

"Okay, okay," Shancun thought about the same thing, and hurriedly said to the hotel owner, "Then it's troublesome, everyone go to the lobby, I want to ask everyone for their alibi."

"Mountain village police officer," Gao Cheng called to stop the mountain village while everyone was going to the lobby, and asked in a low voice, "Did a corpse be found here four years ago?"

"Ah?" Shancun said in a daze, "That's right, just like this time, it was also discovered by picking wild vegetables at the end of the employee's tour, and it was near the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the Toushen Forest."

"What about the person who found the body?"

...

In the hotel lobby, Shancun questioned the employees one after another, while Gao Cheng flipped through a few photos.

The crushed fresh milk carton, smashed red bean bread and cigarettes, and a receipt from a convenience store...these are all clues to determine the time of death of the man in red.

At the same time four years ago, the body of a suicide victim happened to be found. In addition, the man in red was wearing a sweater that did not match the season, and his driver's license disappeared... These irregularities usually hide the truth of the case, not just him, Conan Also noticed early on.

He had just learned from the mountain village police officer that it was Masao Jimbo, a staff member in charge of picking wild vegetables, who discovered the body four years ago.

If there is no accident, Masao Jimbo is the murderer of this murder, and it is also very likely that he is the prisoner who killed the man in red.

Gao Cheng looked at Masao Jimbo, a tall, horse-faced young man standing beside the hotel owner.

This clerk is the one who helped the uncle and others park at the beginning...

"Where's Conan?" Gao Cheng looked around, but there was no trace of Conan, and even Uncle Mao Li didn't know where he went.

"I went out with that uncle just now," Xiao Ai fiddled with the computer and showed it to Gao Chengdao, "I found out, five years ago, two men threatened a candy manufacturer to extort 100 million in cash, and then disappeared without a trace. Fleeing to Gunma County."

"So that newspaper is the treasure map?"

Gao Cheng was a little helpless, and Conan started to act without saying anything.

However, even if the treasure is found, it can only be used as evidence. Five years is too long, and it is basically impossible to find evidence to prove that Masao Jimbo killed the man in red. It is even difficult to prove that Masao Jimbo was one of the two intimidators back then.

Let's solve the case in front of us first...

"Well," Shancun looked at the information written on the notepad with a headache, "I have basically asked about everything, and almost no one has a definite alibi at the time of the incident..."

"Of course," the hotel owner said angrily, "everyone is working, back and forth, and I didn't hire some strange employees who watch the time and monitor other people's actions all day long!"

"Uh, that's true..."

"Mountain Village Police Officer!"

Gao Cheng called Conan and looked at Shancun Cao who was confused.

"If it's just the murderer in this case, I already know who it is?"

"what?"

"Already know?"

Yamamura hadn't reacted yet, but Masao Jimbo changed his face first, and the hotel owner and his party looked blank. They looked around but couldn't find Uncle Mori.

"Where's Mr. Molly?"

"Do you really know who the murderer is?" Shancun finally realized and looked at Gao Cheng in surprise.

Not to mention that the first time he took over the case was solved with the help of Gao Cheng. Gao Cheng himself is a famous detective with the same reputation as Mori Kogoro. The only regret is that the reasoning of Sleeping Kogoro looks so enjoyable. See the legendary sleeping reasoning...

"Huh?" Gao Cheng felt Shancun's regretful gaze, and his face darkened slightly.

Is the Gunma prefectural police gone? Is this guy really okay?

"Detective Kido," Reika Hayamizu squeezed forward regardless of her agent's dissuasion, looking forward to watching Gao Cheng, "Have you solved the puzzle yet?"

"Well, the murderer was obvious from the very beginning, the difficulty of this case is not who the murderer is..."

Gao Cheng calmed down, his eyes swept over the hotel staff one by one, and finally fell on Masao Jimbo.

"Actually, the results of the forensics inspection just now came out. Toe prints were found on the table and the chessboard at the scene of the crime, and none of them belonged to the victim...Mr. Jinbao, can I trouble you to cooperate in the inspection of the toes?"

Masao Jimbo's face paled: "You, what do you mean? Do you think I'm a murderer?"

Gao Cheng calmly said: "The forensics personnel have tried it. If you want to lift a person to the height of the victim's hanging, you must stand very close to the ceiling. The things used to raise the height at that time were chessboards and tables...Mr. Jinbao, You probably never thought that in addition to fingerprints, toe prints can also be used as evidence, right?"

There was a trace of sweat streaming down Masao Jimbo's forehead: "Wait, wait a minute, it's normal to have my footprints on it, because I stepped on my feet when changing the light tube in the room... I'm not lying, if you don't believe me, you can look at the light , there must be my fingerprints on it!"

"It does have your fingerprints on it," Gao Cheng said with a light smile, "but the fingerprints are covered with a thick layer of dust, so when did you change the light tube?"

"This……"

The hotel owner looked at Masao Jimbo in disbelief: "Jinbao, is this true? You..."

"But... isn't that weird?" Masao Jimbo swallowed his saliva and smiled dryly, facing everyone's gaze, "Why did you just treat me as the murderer? It seems very certain..."

Gao Cheng looked at Masao Jimbo who was on the verge of collapse: "At the beginning, Xiaolan forgot her mobile phone in the car, and after you helped get it back to the lobby, she went straight to Uncle Maoli without even thinking about it, and said, 'This is Ling's phone. Yuan's, right?' Right?"

"Haha, what's the problem? I saw the 'Maolilan' sticker on the back of my phone, so I..."

Masao Jimbo argued, but his face suddenly changed.

Gao Cheng paused, and helped to answer the conversation: "That's right, you knew from the beginning that Uncle Mori was the real Kogoro Mori."