Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"Yes, so what?" The eldest daughter-in-law said with an ugly face, "No matter what, Kazuki would not kill father, and even committed suicide... I think it must be Yoshiro, any going abroad is fake, father and Kazuki Once the tree dies, he will be the only one who inherits the family!"

"Sister-in-law!" Damen Lianglang said anxiously, "Don't talk nonsense, okay?!"

Gao Cheng glanced over the crowd, and suddenly said to Hojo Hatsui, "Miss Hatsui, can you come with me?"

"Huh? Good, good."

Hojo Hatsune followed Gaocheng out of the living room in doubt, and when he walked straight to the audio-visual room, he clenched his palms nervously.

"That, Detective Kido..."

"When President Damen was killed," Gao Cheng walked to Damen Kazuki's body, and suddenly said, "Blood should have been sprayed on the murderer, but neither the armor nor the young master's clothes were stained." blood."

"Yes, is it?" Hojo Hatsuho tensed up, and smiled stiffly, "If you say that, didn't the young master commit suicide?"

"That's right, the murderer sneaked into the audio-visual room immediately after killing the president of Damen, waited for an opportunity to kill the young master, and then artificially created a secret room..."

"Artificial?"

"Don't you think it's strange that the knife as the murder weapon fell at the door?" Gao Cheng said calmly, "After killing the young master, the murderer inserted the knife into the soundproof wall next to the door, and then put the handle of the knife on the door. Hold the handle against the bolt used to close the door, then carefully hold the knife and walk out the door, slowly close the soundproof door, the knife will automatically lock the door against the bolt, this is the secret room technique... …

"If you want to open a solid soundproof door, you must destroy it vigorously from the outside, and the knife against the door lock will naturally fall to the ground."

Xiao Ai walked to the door of the audio-visual room with her little hands on her back, saw Gao Cheng analyzing the case, and quietly leaned outside to support her ears.

"But... But," Hatsuho Hojo tightened his fingers, "Who would do such a thing?"

Gao Cheng looked back at Hojo Hatsuho: "The eldest young master was killed wearing armor, and there was almost no trace of struggle. I think he probably took sleeping pills beforehand...

"To be able to do this without the young master being unsuspecting...Miss Hatsui, the young master and his wife just had a quarrel yesterday, and the relationship between the brothers is not harmonious, but there is one person who can make a cup of coffee and come in, and will not arouse any suspicion..."

Hojo Hatsuho's complexion was slightly pale: "But,

It doesn't necessarily have to be sleeping pills, it could also be drugs or something. Isn't that kind of TV that is poured on a handkerchief very common? "

"If it's that kind, the police can easily search it out." Gao Cheng paused, "Let's not talk about that, let's talk about the footprints. The reason why there are only footprints of armored warriors coming to the main house on the snow is because Because the murderer's past footprints overlap, the heavy armor can easily cover up the original footprints, so it looks like there are only one-way footprints...

"Moreover, everyone in this family knows that the old lady worships at midnight every year at the Xiuyou Festival. In order to push this incident into a legendary curse, the murderer specially chose to let the old lady who believed in the legend see the armored warrior walking around. ... At first glance, it seems that the young master was cursed, and after killing the master, he committed suicide in the audio-visual room, including the white sheets in the closet of the wing room, which should be put on when you go to the wing room to prevent being seen ?”

"Wait, wait a minute," Hatsuho Hojo said with a sweaty smile, "Detective Kido, why do you think I'm the murderer? I don't have any motive at all, and besides, you're just speculating..."

"Sakusa Kogyo." Takashiro interrupted Hatsue Hojo.

"what?"

"It's the factory where the president committed suicide. Kenichi Sasaku is your father, right? I've already checked with Tokyo. Your friend's real name is Riko Hojo." Gao Cheng looked at the girl seriously, "Four years ago Your father committed suicide yesterday, and I think this should be the reason why you chose this day, even if you knew that Uncle Maori and I were staying overnight."

Sasaku Hatsune turned her head away: "I... I am indeed the daughter of Sasaku Kenichi, and it is true that I concealed my identity and came here to work as a maid, but so what? This does not prove that I am a murderer..."

"Miss Hatsuho," Gao Cheng looked at Sasaku Hatsue who was in tears, and closed his eyes, "Do you still remember what you shouted at the beginning? You didn't go to the wing room, but saw the president of the gate lying on the ground, how could it be?" Know he's dead?"

"I just... I just..."

"There are still unburnt remains in the stove in the kitchen. It should be the blood-stained clothes and the white socks that the old lady used to enshrine the armor. I have always wondered why the murderer took the white socks..."

Gao Cheng opened his eyes.

"Miss Hatsuho, can I see the soles of your feet?"

Sasaku Hatsue's body was shocked, and the scene of stepping on a broken glass and bleeding when killing the president of Daimon could not help appearing in his mind. He stood on tiptoe of his left foot with a pale face, and the sole of his socks was once again stained red with blood, which was particularly eye-catching: "I ..."

"I'm just a detective, and I don't have the right to arrest criminals." Gao Cheng bowed and walked out of the audio-visual room, "How to choose, surrender yourself or run away... It's all Ms. Hatsui's business, but there's just one thing... murdered, really Can you be freed?"

"When my father opened the factory in the past," Hatsune Sasaku held back tears, "he was always a person who valued human feelings more than business, and that's why he was used by Daimon Industry... After the factory closed down, my father He wanted to help the laid-off workers, but Damen Industry even went so far as to plan for my family’s heirloom armor. Not only did my father not help the laid-off workers, he even failed to keep this pair of armor..."

Sasaku's eyes turned red.

"Detective Kido, sorry, it's just me..."

"I understand," Gao Cheng nodded slightly, "I'll go back to the living room later."

At the door of the audio-visual room, Xiao Ai was listening carefully, so she caught sight of Gao Cheng, who had walked out of the audio-visual room, and froze immediately.

"Xiao Ai?" Gao Cheng blushed, coughed lightly in embarrassment and walked towards the living room.

"Sure enough," Xiao Ai looked at Sasaku Hatsune who was squatting in the audio-visual room sobbing and crying, and trotted behind Gao Cheng, "Every time I meet a beautiful female prisoner, she is so gentle..."

"Don't talk nonsense, okay?"

Gao Cheng packed up his mood and returned to the living room, only to find that Conan was already waiting at the door with a sulky face.

"It's over?" Conan said helplessly, "It's like this every time..."

"I'm sorry, it would be too cruel to expose it to the uncle in person."

Gao Cheng looked at Uncle Mao Li who was still thinking hard in the living room, smiled lightly, and let out a long breath looking at the snow outside.

If he knew that Ms. Hatsui was planning to kill someone from the beginning, would he stop it? Or can it be stopped?