Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

It was snowing at night, and the hotel guests either went to the town to experience the Christmas atmosphere, or stayed in the room to solve the mystery. However, as the time got late, the lights in the hotel rooms were turned off one after another, and only the theater hall where the crime scene was located had a police vigil.

This night seemed very special, until late at night, the troupe members could not fall asleep.

"Jingle Bell!"

The phone in Yukio Nijikawa's room rang.

"What, it's you," Hong Chuan Yukio smiled triumphantly when he heard the voice on the other side of the phone while smoking a cigarette, "What? Have you finally figured it out? Don't worry, the old witch is gone, and I will take care of you in the future ..."

In the middle of the night, the cold wind in the small town was biting, Yukio Nijikawa wrapped his coat tightly and walked to the swimming pool behind the hotel, shivering from the cold.

"You actually asked me to come to this kind of place, what are you thinking?"

Hong Chuan found a place to shelter from the wind, looked at the frozen swimming pool in front of him, but his thoughts drifted to other places.

Soon I will be able to roll the sheets in the warm bed. It is not easy to wait for this day. The death of that Bandai guy is still a little bit good...

...

In the early morning of the next day, Gao Cheng was woken up by a loud noise, looked at Yuanzi who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, and then looked at the blanket wrapped around himself.

After coming back last night, he has been searching the Internet for relevant information about the Aplodi Troupe, and fell asleep on the chair before he knew it...

Christmas Eve is the day after tomorrow, and he and Sonoko will return to Tokyo after that. There is not much time left for him, and the case must be resolved as soon as possible.

"What's going on outside?" Sonoko rubbed his eyes, sat up and stretched in a daze.

"Looks like those policemen again..."

Gao Cheng went to the window and opened the curtains.

The swimming pool was surrounded by police at some point. A dead body was floating on the water amidst the broken ice. Overwhelmed.

"Isn't the incident of the mysterious night played last night? This..."

"Is it a real incident?"

"horrible……"

The atmosphere of the Yirenkan Hotel has finally changed.

The reasoning fans who were still keen on solving puzzle games before could not help restraining themselves.

The one killed in the swimming pool was Yukio Nijikawa, a scriptwriter of the theater troupe, who dominated the entire theater troupe with Bandai Suzue, and had a mysterious relationship.

Policeman Fupo Narumi lit a cigarette at the scene, frowned at the few remaining troupe members who had heard the news, and said, "Didn't you let you stay in your own room? How could he come to such a place?"

"No, I don't know..."

Wenyue Hualian bit her lower lip and hesitated to speak.

"Forget it, it has nothing to do with you," Fupo Narumi shook her head and said, "Hongchuan even deliberately avoided our police..."

Gao Cheng stood on the periphery, observing the scene through the forensic personnel, and found a card on the body in the swimming pool, with a picture of a Santa Claus with a red beard drawn on it.

I don't know what the special meaning is, but judging from the policeman's expression, it should be left by the prisoner.

Leaving his own name at the murder scene seems to be related to the reason why the police came to the Yiren Hall.

"I'm really sorry, guests who haven't had breakfast yet, we have prepared breakfast in the restaurant, please taste it..."

In the inner courtyard of the hotel, the gray-haired owner Yukimura Gozo personally came forward to receive the tourists who were chattering.

Obviously, the mysterious night event could not continue. Many guests had already packed their bags and were about to leave. No one wanted to be involved in the murder case.

When Gao Cheng walked into the restaurant, he only heard the sound of tableware colliding, and the chatterers deliberately lowered their voices and whispered, appearing extremely cautious.

I vaguely heard someone mention the red-bearded Santa Claus. He was a former resident of the Yiren Hall. He was quite famous in the neighborhood because he was covered in bright red clothes, and even his hair and beard were dyed red. Appearing on Christmas Eve again, there is the title of "Santa Claus with a red beard".

The weirdest thing is that this red-bearded Santa Claus appeared 10 years ago, and then spent 10 million yen to book a room in the hotel, Room 315.

Room 315?

Gao Cheng thought that the room where Sakata Kojiro lived was room 315, and he looked around the restaurant but did not see Sakata.

The high school detective should have known about the red bearded Santa from the start, right?

There are only 4 actors left in the troupe, the gloomy Bianjian Mozi, Wenyue Hualian, the puppeteer and the clown.

Among these people, only Wenyue Hualian looks normal, and the others don't seem to communicate well...

Gao Cheng's eyes fell on Wenyue Hualian, a beautiful actress who was alone in the corner and worried.

Wenyue Hualian's complexion didn't look very good, as if she hadn't slept all night, she was holding the spoon and didn't know what she was thinking, and she didn't even notice Gao Cheng approaching.

"Miss Hualien," Gao Cheng asked, "may I sit here?"

"Eh?" Wenyue Hualian raised her head, looked at Gao Cheng's familiar face and said in a daze, "Yes...please sit down."

"I came from Tokyo specially to watch your performance," Gao Cheng introduced himself, "My name is Souji Okita."

"You, hello," Wenyue Hualian didn't seem to be very good at communicating, forced a smile and lowered her head, and said in a soft voice, "I'm sorry to disappoint you..."

"No, Miss Hualien's performance is great, and this matter has nothing to do with you, Miss Hualien."

While talking, Gao Cheng observed Wenyue Hualien carefully.

On the police side, Wenyue Hualian became the biggest suspect, because both the motive and the time for committing the crime were quite sufficient.

In addition to being often bullied by Wandai, Wenyue Hualian was also coveted by Hongchuan, which is indeed suspicious, but because of this, Gao Cheng felt that Wenyue Hualian was the least suspicious.

Judging from the two cases that have occurred, the murderer must have carefully planned. If Wenyue Hualian is the murderer, there is no reason for the police to be so suspicious.

No matter how bold the prisoner is, he should find a way to divert the attention of the police before committing the crime.

"Actually," Wenyue Hualian said embarrassedly, "I'm already planning to give up being an actress..."

"Huh?" Gao Cheng asked in surprise, "You are already very famous now, right? Even if you don't stay in the troupe, going out to make movies is a way out."

"No," Wenyue Hualian shook her head, "I'm not good at showing my face in front of people, the reason why I joined the troupe is because..."

"because?"

"Because of something."

Facing Gao Cheng's inquisitive eyes, Wenyue Hualian suddenly stopped talking and did not continue talking.

No matter how good your temper is, it is impossible to speak your mind to someone you just met.

Gao Cheng expressed his understanding. Although "Cowherd" has relevant cliché skills, it is out of date, and he doesn't like digging other people's privacy, so he changed the subject and asked, "Does Ms. Hualien hate Ms. Bandai? Judging from your previous relationship, it seems that it is not special. it is good……"

"No, the teacher is just anxious before every performance," Wenyue Hualian denied, "I was originally an orphan, and I was brought up by Bandai teacher. The teacher is like my mother. She is actually very gentle. of."

Gao Cheng recalled Bandai Suzue's old witch-like face.

It doesn't seem like it can be related to gentleness...

"You should..." Wenyue Hualian took a peek at Gao Cheng, paused, and asked hesitantly, "Isn't it Chongtian?"

"Why do you ask that?" Gao Cheng wondered.

"I met Okita when I went to perform in Kyoto before," Wenyue Huaren bit her lip, her eyes moistened as if determined, and she looked at Gao Cheng expectantly and asked, "Detective Kido, I know you are the famous detective." Kido Takasei, please, please catch the murderer who killed the teacher!"

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