Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"Oh no!"

Hojo Hatsuho ran towards the guest room in panic.

"Master... Master, he seems to have an accident!"

"what?"

Gao Cheng and Uncle Mao Li looked at each other, they didn't bother to change their clothes, and rushed out of the room in their pajamas.

"What happened?"

"On the other side of the wing..." Hojo Hatsuho choked up, "Master died on the other side of the wing!"

"President Damen?"

In the wing room, after Gao Cheng and Uncle Mao Li blocked the anxious door Lianglang, they walked into the room with serious expressions.

The old man, the president of the gate, was lying in the open wing, with a pool of blood on the ground, and he was completely lifeless...

It's really hard to guard against, do you have to stay up and stare at it all day long? Does it have to happen in front of two famous detectives?

If it's because of inheritance, they can wait until they leave before committing crimes.

Or is it the kind of guy who wants to challenge a detective?

"The fatal wound was stabbed into the chest by a sharp blade, and he died on the spot..."

Gao Cheng glanced quickly across the room.

Shards of wine glasses were scattered on the floor nearby, along with a brandy bottle.

As for the murder weapon...

Gao Cheng looked towards the main hall where the armor was enshrined.

A samurai sword on the shelf disappeared, and the samurai armor disappeared, including the white socks that the old lady enshrined yesterday...

Strange, I didn't see any footprints when I came here just now, could it be a ghost?

Gao Cheng walked into the bedroom in the side room.

There is nothing but a bed and a closet. The whole bedroom is clear at a glance, and there is no place to hide.

open the closet door,

A white sheet fell out...

"Kiroto!" Conan stepped on his feet and looked out of the window, "Come and see!"

"What's wrong?"

Gao Cheng stuffed the sheets back into the closet, then looked out of the window, and found that there were many footprints that were too wide extending from the wing room to the back door of the main house's kitchen.

"this is……"

"The footprints were blocked by the door just now, and the road was covered by rockery and bushes, so I didn't see them," Conan mused, "I went all the way to the back door of the main house."

"The biggest problem is that there are only footprints from the wing to the main house, but after the snow stopped yesterday, only President Damen should be here..."

"It's General Hidetomo!" The old lady appeared behind the two, "It must be General Hidetomo, I saw it yesterday, he was wearing that armor and walked over here, the person I saw didn't die, didn't Thinking that the curse has come to him..."

"Last night?" Gao Cheng asked, "Lady, when did you see it yesterday?"

"It happened to be 12 o'clock when I was worshiping," the old lady muttered, "This must be the curse of General Xiuyou..."

"There can be no curse, it's a murder."

Gao Cheng glanced at the footprints in the snow, turned around and returned to the main house from the other side.

It is definitely not a ghost, the murderer just took advantage of the legend here...

Walk through the corridor and find the back door of the kitchen. There are still water-stained footprints on the floor, extending from the back door to the door of the audio-visual room.

Gao Cheng took the handkerchief and turned the handle, but failed to open the door, as if it had been locked from the inside.

"This is?" Uncle Mao Li rushed over and frowned when he saw the traces, "Why did the footprints come here? This room is..."

"My husband is still inside!" The eldest daughter-in-law said anxiously, "Yesterday Kazuki said he wanted to listen to music, so he stayed here overnight!"

"Mr. Kazuki?" Uncle Mori slapped the door and shouted, "Mr. Kazuki, are you inside? No, is there another entrance?"

"No, no, there is only one door to the audio-visual room, and it needs to be opened from the inside..."

"Break through the door directly."

Gao Cheng found an axe, squeezed away Uncle Mao Li and slashed heavily near the doorknob, made a sharp cut, and pulled open the door forcefully.

The room was terribly quiet, a bloody samurai sword fell on the ground facing the door, and the thick samurai armor lay inside, and a strong smell of blood came out.

Gao Cheng walked to the armor and took off the mask, revealing Kazuki Daimon's painful face.

has been killed.

The fatal wound was also a knife wound, the murder weapon should be the samurai sword at the door, that's right, it's just...

Gao Cheng stood up and looked at the audio-visual room.

The soundproof door can only be locked from the inside without any gaps. This is an absolutely secret room. As for the side room, it is also a secret room considering the footprints. He confirmed just now that there is no special mechanism for going to the side room without leaving footprints.

In other words, this is a serial murder in a secret room...

Then the most critical question.

If the young master is the murderer, why did he go from the wing to the main house wearing armor on purpose?

And this murderous knife fell at the door, it was too far away from the young master's body, it would be unreasonable to say that the young master threw it away after committing suicide.

"Ok?"

Gao Cheng glanced over the bloodless tip of the samurai sword, and looked at the dark corner of the wall at the door.

There were obvious bloodstains on the soundproof wall, as well as traces of the tip of a knife being inserted.

"Well," Uncle Maori squatted beside the corpse, "Regardless of whether this is a curse or not, those footprints did come here from the wing room, which means that President Damon was killed by an armored warrior... In short, Please stay together in the living room until the police arrive."

Gao Cheng returned to the corpse, took a handkerchief and slightly lifted the armor to check.

The body was not stained with the blood spurted by the old man, and the murderer was indeed someone else...

"I said," Uncle Mao Li walked to the door with his hands in his hands, and when he saw Gao Cheng still inspecting the corpse, his face darkened immediately, "Kido Kido, the police haven't come, so please don't touch the corpse randomly, do you have any common sense?" Ah? Really, you young people just don't know the importance."

Gao Cheng ignored the uncle's nagging, walked out of the audio-visual room thinking silently, and stopped when he passed the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Hojo Hatsuho and Xiaolan helped to make coffee together, and the strong smell of coffee made Gao Cheng's spirit lift up.

By the way, the murderer seems to be quite familiar with Damen's house, and there are no traces of overturning the wall, which means that the murderer is someone in this house.

If you want to dispose of the blood-sprayed murderous clothes...

"Detective Kido," Hatsuho Hojo noticed Gao Cheng, and smiled sweetly, "I made coffee for you, let's go to the living room to rest for a while."

"thanks."

Gao Cheng watched Hatsui Hojo and Xiao Ran bring coffee to the living room, paused, and went into the kitchen to find a firewood stove.

There is still a little temperature in the stove, it seems that it was only used in the morning, and there are still some unfinished wreckage...

Gao Cheng reached out and took out a small piece of charred white cloth.

It seems to be the material of those white socks...

In the living room, when Gao Cheng came over, the atmosphere was still a bit heavy. Damen Lianglang sat with his sister-in-law and the old lady, looking sad.

The murdered Daimon President and Daimon Kazuki were indeed not good people, but no matter what, the death of a relative is always a blow...

"What did the police say?"

"They said that there was snow on the road, and there was no way to come here for the time being."

Uncle Mao Li drank his coffee and said in a deep voice: "There is only one possibility, and that is that after the young master killed the master in the wing room, he went back to the video room to commit suicide..."

"Impossible!" The eldest daughter-in-law gritted her teeth, "Why would Kazuki do this?"

Conan interrupted: "Speaking of which, I heard you talking about the position of the president yesterday, and said that if the old man passes away, he will have an inheritance, right, Brother Kido?"

"Is this true?" Uncle Mao Li stared at the eldest daughter-in-law closely.