Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

The fireworks in the night sky in Tokyo are brilliant, and it is another New Year's Eve, and the sirens that have been ringing in the sky have finally subsided, replaced by the New Year's atmosphere.

Gao Cheng took Xiao Ai and Yuanzi to the shrine to draw lots, just in time to hear the bell ringing.

It seems that he has been in this world for many years. Although the time has not returned to normal, he has really experienced a lot.

From the beginning of establishing a foothold in Tokyo, solving cases one after another, one by one character...seeing the world, and making many friends, to becoming a top detective now, the journey along the way is both moving, sad and angry.

And he is no longer that simple kendo boy.

Gao Cheng looked at Xiao Ai from the corner of his eye, and Ayumi and the children who didn't know what they were talking about excitedly. On the other side, Uncle Mao Li was dragged by Xiao Lan to draw lots without energy, and seemed to have drunk a lot of wine.

Conan walked quietly behind Xiaolan, and the doctor followed closely behind with a smile.

Gao Cheng clasped his hands together and pulled the knotted rope before going to the side to draw lots.

He only cast one coin for the sesame oil money, and Xiao Ai rolled his eyes at the back. He didn't know if it was retribution, and finally drew a lottery.

It seems that he has never drawn a good lottery, but he is used to it, and he doesn't believe in it. He just lives in Japan and does as the Romans do, and the focus is on participation.

After watching the performance at the shrine and returning home, there are still fireworks blooming in the night sky.

Cherry blossoms in spring, fireworks in summer, red maples in autumn, and snow in winter... Summer in Japan is the most brilliant time for fireworks. People also like to wear kimonos to participate in fireworks displays in summer, but Gao Cheng likes fireworks in winter. Even better with snow.

"Clang clang!"

At the turn of the hour, the shrine bell rang again, which meant that a year had passed, and Gao Cheng also received a bunch of text messages on his mobile phone.

Congratulations from acquaintances.

Misumi, Utsumi, Koshimizu, Hayamizu... and even friends from Xuekage Village, the police officer Nihonbashi Kaga, whom I haven't seen for a long time, also sent a message.

There were too many text messages, but Gao Cheng replied patiently one by one.

"Master, I have entered the Japanese team, and I will start training later, and I will participate in the competition in a few months." Another text message popped up, it was a message from Sanada Takada.

The guy stalked him for days,

He had worn out a lot of kicking skills, and now he can finally disappear.

No, I should ask that guy for some tuition...

"Someone sent a few bottles of wine." Xiao Ai suddenly entered the office with several bottles in her arms, looked suspiciously at Gao Cheng and asked, "Aren't you a non-drinker?"

Gao Cheng took a quick look at the wine bottle, and found that it was the famous wine from Chumei Village, Hina Yoko, and said with a wry smile, "Give it to the next door some other day."

In fact, it doesn't matter if he takes a few sips.

"Then I'll put it upstairs first."

Xiao Ai didn't intend to hand it over to Gao Cheng, and went upstairs with a few bottles of wine, and soon watched TV with Yuanzi.

Today, Yuanzi seems to have agreed with his family to stay here for accommodation.

Of course, she slept with Xiao Ai.

Gao Cheng rubbed his brows.

When he was in the Yirenkan Hotel, he lived with Yuanzi for 4 days, how did he come here?

The next day, with a new year and a new atmosphere, the Kido Detective Office began a general cleaning, and all the deposited files were packed in cardboard boxes and put into the warehouse.

"Xiaolan went to the new house to clean, and said she met the new parents," Yuanzi said while wearing an apron to clean the warehouse, "I thought only one person came back."

"It's impossible even if you think about it," Gao Cheng moved a box of books out of the storage room, "I forgot to return the books I borrowed from there, I will go there later..."

"what is this?"

Sonoko found an old, thick-bound copy of "The Cases of Sherlock Holmes" on a shelf in a corner.

"It seems to be the first edition, so it's easy to be stored here, right?"

"It's my grandfather's relic, probably because I forgot to put it back after I took it out last time."

Gao Cheng took the book from Yuanzi.

Really nostalgic, it was because a card in this book was bound to the detective system, otherwise he might have closed the detective agency back then, right?

But speaking of it, does that grandpa who has never met know the cards in this book?

Kosei Kido's memory was already blurred during time travel, and the old detective had spent a lot of time abroad, so he didn't have much memory. He only knew that when he graduated from high school, he received news of the old detective's death. Later, the lawyer found him to take over. to this detective agency.

This world is not just a simple Conan world, so he once doubted the identity of the old detective, and asked Aunt Jimmy afterwards, but he didn't get much useful information. It seemed that he was just an ordinary old detective with a bleak evening.

The only trouble that caused him was an assassination by a killer, but there was no follow-up, and the mastermind behind the scenes is still in prison.

"Ah Cheng, I'm sorry," Yuanzi thought Gao Cheng remembered something sad, and gently hugged Gao Cheng's arm, "I will always be with you from now on..."

Gao Cheng couldn't laugh or cry.

He didn't have any feelings for the old detective. It was a bit hard when he first came, but he didn't feel sad.

"Boom!"

Xiao Ai knocked on the door with drooping eyes: "I'm still here."

...

In a dimly lit room, the faint light of the mobile phone was on. The Japanese public security policeman Yuya Kazami took a deep breath, and after breathing steadily, he dialed the phone number of his boss, Rei Fuguya.

His face was covered with sweat, and there was pain in the back of his head...

"I'm very sorry, I don't know where this is," Kazami Yuya was very embarrassed, but he had to explain, "I was chasing a suspect who stole a large number of excavation bombs, but I was accidentally attacked from behind by him, etc. I woke up and found myself in a basement somewhere...

My cell phone was taken by that man, and I had to borrow a flip phone from a corpse thrown in the basement, but it didn't have much battery. "

Toru Amuro was still working at the Poirot Coffee Shop. When he received a call from his subordinates, he didn't expect it to be a distress call, but he quickly asked after knowing the situation.

"Did the suspect kill someone?"

"I-I'm afraid it is," Kazami Yuya wiped his sweat, "but it's okay, I can find a way to escape from this room..."

"Farewell, Kazami," Amuro said in a low voice, "If you act rashly or try to call for help, if you irritate the prisoner, it may lead to the worst result. Let me go find you before you become a corpse .”

"I, I know," Kazami Yuya looked bitter, "I'm sorry, because there are other suspects, I originally wanted to contact you after I got solid evidence, but I didn't expect..."

...

"Since the sky-high price of the meteorite auction last month, there has been another meteorite craze in Japan, and meteorite hunters have started to move around..."

Gao Cheng was driving among the mountain roads, and when he found the "Hatoyama Ranch" road sign, the radio also mentioned this area, saying that there were meteorites in the mountains on the side of the ranch.

I don't know when it started, meteorites have also entered the list of treasure hunts. It is impossible to say that Gao Cheng is not interested at all, but he really didn't come here this time to find meteorites.

In fact, it was a rancher here who entrusted him on the website of Kido Detective Agency, and wanted him to help identify a meteorite. The deposit was paid, but there was no follow-up news, and no contact could be made.

That's why he took the time to come here today.

I heard that the "Hatoyama Ranch" was going to be rebuilt due to poor management, and I don't know where the rancher found a meteorite. He was in a hurry to identify it, and it must be for the purpose of continuing to operate the ranch.

It's not clear why the rancher thought of asking him, a layman, for an appraisal, but anyway, even if he changed his mind, there was no reason to disconnect directly, and the deposit was quite a lot.

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