Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

Outside the bathroom of Zhuang Tang's house, Conan finally found out about the serial murderer, and held his chin in thought.

"So that's what happened. The police think that the serial murderer 15 years ago came here. No wonder I always feel that someone is watching outside..."

"That's right," Gao Cheng said leaning against the wall with his hands in his hands, "the only clue is that the prisoner doesn't know if it's a scar on his chest or back, and he only knows that it's a man with long hair and a hat that's pushed down very low. The face is covered with beards, it looks like it has been disguised, there is no way to confirm the appearance..."

"How can you tell if this is the case?" Conan asked curiously.

"Use the song, the prisoner kept talking about a song, although the police refused to tell me which song it was..."

Gao Cheng glanced at Conan, and suddenly asked: "By the way, don't you take a bath with Xiaolan?"

Conan's face froze: "Now is not the time to take a bath, it's more important to find the murderer."

"Let me tell you," Mori Kogoro shouted in the bathroom locker room wearing a towel, "Kito, what are you still dawdling about? The bathroom here is so luxurious, I have only seen it in TV dramas and movies..."

"coming."

Gao Cheng reluctantly agreed, and the uncle was just as promising.

"Then I'll ask Ms. Zhuang Tang again," Conan left, "If there are clues, one person can be ruled out."

"Also."

Gao Cheng nodded.

Sometimes I really envy this guy...

The bathroom was steaming hot. When Gao Cheng took off his clothes and walked in, Uncle Mao Li was already soaking in the pool in the middle. The stone lion beside him was spitting hot water, and the walls and floors made of stones around him seemed to be soaking in water. Same as the spa.

"The two detectives are here too." Kusumoto and Banchang also followed into the bathroom. When they saw Gao Cheng, they asked Uncle Maori directly, "I don't know what conclusion Mr. Maori has? Know who is real Is anyone a counterfeit?"

"This," the uncle said with an embarrassed smile, "this is a business secret..."

Gao Cheng soaked comfortably in the hot pool. To be honest, he didn't like to take a bath with a bunch of big men, especially when the uncle leaned against the pool with a funny face.

It's not his father-in-law...

However, this is also an opportunity to investigate the two scarred men at close range. Although it may not be accurate, he still has a certain ability to identify knife wounds.

"Huh?" Kusumoto and the two were about to go into the water when they saw Butler Baogu appearing in the locker room outside, and asked strangely, "Mr. Butler is also coming to take a bath?"

"No, no, Missy asked me to wipe Mr. Detective's back..."

Although he is 40 years old, Hoya Butler still looks quite shy. After taking off his tie, he walked into the bathroom barefoot, rolled up his sleeves and offered to wipe the uncle's back.

It's rare for the uncle to enjoy this kind of treatment, and he just feels that his exhaustion has completely disappeared.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Butler."

"It's okay, you don't mind," Baogu the butler had a good temper, and after taking a bath, he looked back at Gao Chengdao, "Detective Kido..."

"I don't need it anymore," Gao Cheng waved his hands again and again, "Besides, I'm here uninvited."

Are you kidding me, he is not used to others helping to scrub.

"Oh," the uncle looked at Gao Cheng, turned to Nanben and the two from the corner of his eye, and sighed inadvertently, "I really want to hum a song in the shower, how about you two? Is there any song you particularly like?"

"Is this..."

The two of Kusumoto felt baffled, but they still agreed: "There is a song that has been hanging on my lips..."

Gao Cheng's eyelids twitched. He told the uncle about the murderer, because he needed the cooperation of the uncle, but he didn't expect this guy to ask so awkwardly, it was too deliberate.

Fortunately, when he saw the scars of these two people, he had already confirmed that even though it was also the word "one", it was definitely not the one word left by Matsumoto's counterattack with the knife.

He is extremely sensitive to knife wounds, even though twenty years have passed...

"How?" Uncle Mori asked quietly when he left the bathroom, "Is there any gain? Mr. Kusumoto likes jazz, and Mr. Banchang likes soul music. Who will be the prisoner?"

"neither."

Gao Cheng shook his head, and his eyes fell on Butler Baogu, because the bathroom was like a sauna room, Butler Baogu was soaked in sweat, and there was a scar printed on his wet back, which was only about fifteen centimeters apart.

"This is?!" Uncle Mao Li's expression changed.

Fifteen years ago, when he joined the job, he had heard about serial murderers. He didn't know the details from Gao Cheng until he alerted the Matsumoto police.

In fact, the uncle thought that such a difficult guy would come here to cheat money because of his wounds, but it made more sense that he was lurking at Zhuangtang's house in the first place.

After all, such recognizable scars, Zhuangtang Hutao mentioned on TV, the possibility of being noticed by the police is not small.

"Kirodo..."

"It's not him," Gao Cheng followed the uncle back to the guest room, knowing what the uncle was thinking, he interrupted directly, "Housekeeper Baogu is not a serial murderer, but is probably the boy in Ms. Zhuangtang's memory."

"why?"

Uncle Maori narrowed his eyes.

"Didn't Missy say that the boy had huge wounds running across both armpits? Butler Baogu's back was just a small wound..."

"Huge wounds are for children," Gao Cheng thought, "Thirty years have passed, and the scars from that year will not grow up together, so the scars on Kusumoto and Mr. Banchang were not left when they were young. You can tell from your own eyes that you are just coming to Zhuangtang's house to cheat money... I am afraid that the eldest lady has already known this."

"Missy already knows? How is this possible?" The uncle's face was long.

The client knew it from the very beginning, why did he ask him? Simply inexplicable...

"The two of them did memorize all the information announced on TV, but they were too deliberate. They remembered the information so clearly, but they just made a mistake..."

Although it was not his own case, Gao Cheng still carefully explained to the uncle: "Mr. Kusumoto said that he was very thin when he was young, and Mr. Banchang said that he was a nerd. It should be because he heard the boy's nickname 'Gari' and thought he was right. I got the meaning wrong, I thought it meant skinny or studying, but it was actually because teenagers like to drink ginger soda, or just like ginger...

"Missy knew this from the beginning, but she didn't explain it. Instead, she hired a detective, so the young man was probably by Missy's side, but it was inconvenient to find out...Missy asked Bao Gu to go into the bathroom to help uncle. I figured it out when I wiped my back.

"Just ask the young lady and you should be able to understand that the boy in the impression of the young lady is an honest boy who doesn't take other people's things. Of course, it also includes the 100 million yen as a thank you gift. Knowing this, but still showing it on TV Looking for someone online, it's obvious what the eldest lady has planned."

Zhuangtang Hutao's description of the young boy in his mind came to Gao Cheng's mind. Although he didn't watch the previous TV programs much, he still got a lot of information when the uncle asked him a question. He is a seaside boy who likes to drink ginger soda, with an honest and frank personality. , Others will go back and return it if they find an extra 100 yen.

If this is the case, Zhuangtang Hutao's teenage dream is not shattered, and he is not greedy in the face of the 100 million yen Baogu housekeeper, but just acts as his housekeeper silently by his side.

However, in this way, what about the murderer?

Kusumoto and Banchang are just ordinary liars. If Housekeeper Hoya was a boy 30 years ago, he would have nothing to do with a murderer. The only men left in Zhuangtang's house are him, Conan and the uncle.

"I've said so much, but it's all speculation..."

Uncle Mao Li's mustache was shaking. He was also a private detective, but he didn't see anything.

"What about the murderer?" Uncle Mao Li continued to ask, "Why are they not?"

"Their scars are not from Japanese knives, but it's strange that they all have such scars."

Gao Cheng also had a headache, how to explain to the Matsumoto police, such a reason is indeed somewhat untenable.

Could it be that he is judging by experience?