Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"Passengers, everyone has worked hard after a long flight. This plane is about to arrive at Shanghai Hongqiao International Airport. The local temperature is 32 degrees and the weather is fine..."

Shanghai Hongqiao, when the international flight arrived at the exit, Gao Cheng kept looking at Uncle Mao Li who was yawning after getting off the plane.

Why is this guy here too? Because he and Yuanzi were in the first class cabin on the plane, he didn't notice it at all.

"By the way, where's Conan?" Gao Cheng asked.

That guy Conan is a black family, and if he wants to go abroad, he can only change back to Kudo Shinichi. I'm afraid he won't be able to pass Xiaoai's test.

"Conan didn't come because he said he was going to camp. The doctor promised to take care of him for a few days," Xiaolan walked around excitedly. "Is this Shanghai? There are so many Chinese characters."

"Hmph," Mori Kogoro had been to Shanghai before, but he was not very excited. He reminded Gao Cheng angrily, "Follow me when you go out and don't run around. This is not Tokyo. There are also Kido boys, which are prohibited by Chinese law." Private eye, don't go around saying you're a detective."

Gao Cheng looked at the uncle who looked like someone who had come here and didn't speak.

Who among these people knows Shanghai better than him?

Although the time in this world is earlier, the difference is only a few years.

"Ahem, don't look, go this way."

The uncle finally found a sense of presence, took Gao Cheng a few out of the station, and found a taxi familiarly. After speaking a few words in broken Chinese, he took out the address provided by Yuanzi's friend and showed it to the driver.

"Au...here, Ke Yiba?"

"Can."

Gao Cheng couldn't bear to hit the cheerful uncle, so he silently followed behind and got into the car. Fortunately, the driver had met many foreign tourists, so he didn't think it was strange, so he drove away from the airport.

"Are you planning to go to the Bund Theater to watch the mermaid show?" the driver said familiarly, "I also saw one, it was really good, it's a pity."

The uncle didn't understand, but he had his own way: "Yes, yes."

Yuanzi’s friend is an overseas student from Japan. He is currently working as a summer job in the Yang’s Acrobatic Troupe. The address left to Yuanzi is also the place where the acrobatic troupe performed, a large ship on the Huangpu River that was transformed into a theater.

The Bund Theater.

Because it was still early, Gao Cheng and his party looked a little deserted when they came over. I don't know if it was an illusion. Although the theater ship docked on the shore was quite spectacular, it always felt weird.

Wait, Shanghai, Mermaid... Isn't it a case in Jin Tian's series?

Gao Cheng scratched his hair.

It seems that I shouldn't come here...

"Is this the place we live in?" Uncle Mao Li put down his luggage and looked around in disappointment. On the way, he thought he would live in a high-end hotel or something, but it turned out to be a broken boat, which was different from the buildings on the Bund. Compared with Western-style buildings, the gap is too big.

"Father, it's too embarrassing." Xiaolan's face turned red.

"Of course not here, Uncle," Yuanzitou said, "Miss Xicun will help us find a hotel."

"The garden!"

Just as they were talking, a girl ran out of the boat. After seeing everyone, she greeted happily: "I thought you would come over tomorrow, why didn't you call in advance?"

Yuanzi also waved to the girl, introduced Gao Cheng and said, "This is my boyfriend Ah Cheng, and here is Xiaolan and her father, Uncle Mao Li. Uncle is very familiar with Shanghai, so he came with me."

"Hello." Gao Cheng shook hands with the girl.

A very pretty girl, but she is a little older, about 20 years old.

It was already evening when I found a good hotel to check in and went back to the big ship of Yang’s Acrobatic Troupe. The Bund Theater finally became lively and seemed very popular, but most of them were tourists from other places, and the locals seemed to be afraid of something.

"A week ago," Nishimura Shiho said without hiding anything, with an uneasy expression on his face, "Commander Yang was shot dead, and the murderer hasn't been found yet, so..."

"Shot?"

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down, and the crowd seemed to be separated from the noisy theater and divided into two worlds.

"A week ago, wasn't it the day I contacted you?" Sonoko said.

"It was that night," Nishimura Shiho led everyone into his cabin from the other side, "after the performance, the leader was found dead in his room with a mask on his face, and for some reason, one ear was cut off. I fell, and my body was still wet with goldfish water."

"too terrifying."

Sonoko and Xiaolan were a little afraid to listen, but fortunately Nishimura Shiho still had to work, so he hurried to the dressing room to put on makeup for the acrobats.

"I'll go there first, you can go directly to watch the show later."

"Are you all Miss Nishimura's friends?" A young man asked in Chinese, feeling that it seemed inappropriate, shook his head and left the cabin.

The theater is in a large house remodeled on the deck. Unlike the slightly dilapidated hull and the small cabin, the stage is decorated in style.

When Gao Cheng went from the cabin to the theater, he took a special look at the backstage. There were a lot of costumes hanging in the aisle. Because of the dim light, it looked particularly scary, and there seemed to be a human-eating demon in the depths.

He had been thinking just now that there were several versions of the Jin Tianyi Shanghai Mermaid incident, and he didn't know which one he encountered this time, but he died a week ago.

Professional habits made him want to collect intelligence as soon as possible.

Although he didn't know the details of the case, he vaguely remembered that no matter which version of the mermaid incident it was, it was a serial murder case.

The key word is "revenge", which is related to a case in Japan many years ago.

This is an acrobatic troupe on the surface, but secretly it is a smuggling and theft gang...

"There's another threatening letter," someone panicked in the backstage, "After spring, there must be summer... It really is Si Lan, Si Lan turned into a mermaid and came back to take revenge!"

"Shut up!"

"The mask worn by the leader is Chun, and now all the other masks are gone..."

"Silan is already dead!"

"Stop talking nonsense," a man in a suit shouted loudly, "Hurry up and get ready, the show will start right away!"

"Ah Cheng?" Yuanzi came back and urged, "What are you doing? Uncle has already gone to take up a seat."

"oh oh."

Gao Cheng followed Yuanzi absent-mindedly.

I thought I would have a good time going back to Shanghai, but this world is not an ordinary world at all, and the possibility of being involved in a case is increasing.

Perhaps it was because of the threatening letter, before the show was over, a few policemen came in from the entrance, secretly watching out for something, and Gao Cheng, who was sitting in the back row, vaguely heard talking about the murder weapon.

After the incident, the police believed that the pistol used as the murder weapon was thrown into the Huangpu River, but it has not been found in the river until today.

In the cabin, in the consultant room of the acrobatic troupe, Sou Todo, the man in a suit who lost his temper in the background just now, still looks very ugly, even sweating.

"Are you really going to perform today?" A beautifully dressed foreign woman entered the room and sat down opposite Fujido. "The police are here again. What if they find out about Silan? And the murlocs?" Curse, Silan might want to kill me..."

"Hmph, what murloc curse? Someone must be playing tricks in the group!" Fujido took a sharp puff of cigarette, "By the way, what happened to those people just now? That ponytail boy looks familiar..."

"It's a friend of Xicun, come to play for two days," the foreign woman didn't care much about Gao Cheng and his party, still unsure, "No, I won't act today, you can find someone else."

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