Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

Gao Cheng glanced at the train conductor who was afraid of the corpse, but did not expose it. He moved away to let the waiter see the victim clearly: "How is it? Have you seen this person?"

"I seem to have seen it before," the waiter didn't know that the middle-aged uncle had died, and thought carefully, "I seem to be talking about photos and divorce with someone..."

Gao Cheng raised his spirits in advance: "Do you remember the person who was with him? Can you recognize him when you see him again?"

"I don't remember," the waiter shook his head. "It should be a man, I didn't look carefully, and there are so many customers."

"That's it, thank you anyway."

Gao Cheng thought about asking the attendant to leave first, leaving the train conductor to take the door behind him, and walked to the No. 8 carriage again, when the attendant who happened to be asking questions also ran over to him.

"Detective Kido," the flight attendant whispered, "only one woman said she saw a suspicious man."

"I see," Gao Cheng nodded, "I'll invite Dr. Zhongchuan to the dining car for a cup of coffee, and you'll take her there later."

"Eh?" The flight attendant was surprised, "Could it be Mr. Nakagawa..."

"Shh, keep your voice down."

Gao Cheng returned to the No. 7 carriage, and after seeing Zhong Chuan, he casually sat on the opposite side.

So far, I have dealt with quite a few cases. The criminals are various. There are many murderers who are really perverted and hateful, and there are also many people who cannot be hated. Director Ochiai, Doctor Naruto... Yesterday's Koshang Mai reluctantly In other words, the reason for the murder was that the victim, as a doctor, arbitrarily controlled the patient's life, prescribed the wrong medicine for a medical paper with obvious loopholes, and killed the patient who did not match the paper.

Except for perverted murderers, many criminals' motives for killing are revenge or conflicts. He can understand it, but he doesn't agree with it. This is not a world where people can kill at will, whether they are ordinary people or powerful people.

The murder motive of the doctor in front of him is probably because he was caught by a private detective. It is not hateful, but it cannot be forgiven.

"Well, Detective Kido," Nakagawa crossed his fingers and looked at Gao Chengdao, "How is the investigation going? This murder case is quite complicated..."

"Well," Gao Cheng propped his chin, "it's not too complicated, it's just average difficulty in the cases I handled."

"A famous detective is a famous detective," Nakagawa said with a strong smile, "Can you answer a question for me?"

"Ok?"

"How did you know that I'm a doctor?" Zhong Chuan seemed to have put it in his heart for a long time, and finally found an opportunity and couldn't help asking, "Can you tell me? Please..."

"It's not a big deal," Gao Cheng sat up and invited, "How about going to the dining car for a cup of coffee?"

In dining car A, Gao Cheng took Zhong Chuan to find a seat and sat down, asked the waiter to order two cups of coffee.

To my disappointment, no one remembered Nakagawa, so I had to wait for the flight attendants to find witnesses in the No. 8 car to identify him.

"Can you tell me now?" Zhong Chuan asked impatiently, "Please, I can't figure it out anyway."

Gao Cheng smiled: "Actually, I know a lot about medicine. The knotting method of the doctor's bento box can be used by ordinary surgeons. Doctor, are you a professional surgeon?"

"I am the head of surgery in a hospital." Zhong Chuan paused, with a stiff smile on his face, "So, if you don't change the binding method, you will be recognized as a doctor immediately... But most people don't pay special attention to it. This kind of place, right?"

"Professional habits, professional habits."

Gao Cheng took the coffee brought by the waiter and asked while adding cream: "By the way, doctor, what did you ask to hide at the beginning? It seems that you don't want others to know that you are a doctor..."

"I'm just a small person, and I don't like to be in the limelight," Zhongchuan said with a smile, "I will reflect on it, and I will definitely help if I encounter it next time."

"It will be bad if there is a next time..."

"makes sense."

Zhong Chuan glanced at Gao Cheng, stirred the coffee and said, "But, is the prisoner really still in the car? Is there another possibility,

The prisoner got on the bus at the previous stop, got off the bus and fled immediately after being given an injection? "

"It is indeed possible, but I'm sure the prisoner is still in the car." Gao Cheng drank his coffee alone.

"Why?" Zhong Chuan asked strangely, "Could it be...do you already know who the prisoner is?"

Gao Cheng smiled and didn't respond, but just took out the handkerchief wrapped with the rubber band in his arms: "The prisoner once sat with the victim, and even ate oranges beside him."

Zhong Chuan raised his eyebrows: "Can you even know this?"

Gao Cheng spread out his handkerchief and picked up the orange peel and fruit: "I found this there, but the victim has no smell on his hands. If he has eaten an orange, it will leave a smell like mine..."

Gao Cheng sniffed his fingers, grabbed Zhong Chuan's arm and sniffed it, and said with a light smile, "Have you ever eaten oranges?"

Zhong Chuan's face froze, he and Gao Cheng looked at each other for a while, shook his head and laughed and said: "I really convinced you, I'll surrender myself, I'm the one who killed someone... No wonder, no kidding, even if the murderer is still in the car, get off I will definitely get off at the first stop, so hurry up and find out who the murderer is."

Zhong Chuan got serious, and thought for Gao Cheng: "If you can't find the murderer before the next stop, you won't be able to solve the case, and your reputation as a famous detective will also be damaged..."

Gao Cheng smiled calmly: "Don't worry, there is enough time."

"Enough?" Zhong Chuan checked the time on his watch and said, "There is less than an hour left...you are really confident."

"I've always been very confident," Gao Cheng nodded, "Don't look at me like this, maybe it can be resolved faster."

Zhong Chuan's eyes drifted, he looked at Gao Cheng unwillingly, and smiled nervously: "You... already have a clue?"

Just as I was talking about the entrance of the dining car, an aunt followed the flight attendant and pointed in this direction.

Zhong Chuan narrowed his gaze, and looked closely at the aunt brought by the flight attendant from the No. 8 compartment, the aunt who had witnessed his crime before.

In order to avoid being recognized by the aunt, he was obviously careful enough...

"What's going on?" Zhong Chuan's smile faded.

"It seems that you understand, doctor, this lady saw you sitting next to the victim," Gao Cheng said, "Actually, you knew the victim from the beginning, right?"

"What are you talking about?" Zhong Chuan tightened his fingers and looked straight at the aunt, "Wait a minute, I..."

"You still don't admit it yet?" Gao Cheng waved to the flight attendant and the aunt, "But from the way you look, it seems that you have seen this lady before."

Seeing the aunt approaching, Zhong Chuan was at a loss what to do, all his thoughts were turned into nothingness, and he shouted at the aunt in anger, "Bastard!"

The aunt was startled, looked at the flight attendant, suddenly pointed at Gao Cheng and said, "It must be right, it's this guy!"

"Eh?"

Gao Cheng was stunned, and asked in surprise, "Is it me you saw?"

"Yes," the aunt said naturally, "didn't you just sit there just now?"

"Wait, wait a minute," Gao Cheng couldn't react, and pulled Zhong Chuan beside him, "Where is this person? Don't you have any impression?"

The aunt stared at Zhong Chuan for a while, then smiled politely: "It's the first time we meet."

Zhong Chuan was also a little surprised, he didn't expect that the aunt would change her words, and said with a strange smile: "Hello."

After the big ups and downs, I broke out in a cold sweat, and my heart was still pounding until the aunt left, and there was a strong churn in my stomach.

Suppressing the nausea, Zhong Chuan stared at Gao Cheng with a straight face.

"I kindly helped you solve the case, but in the end I was regarded as a murderer."

"Sorry," Gao Cheng bit his finger, "If you want another cup of coffee, I'll treat you..."

"I'll take my leave first!"

Zhong Chuan looked at Gao Cheng coldly, then turned and walked out of the dining car.

The surroundings fell silent, and Gao Cheng continued to drink coffee helplessly.

It was almost successful, but the witness actually changed his mouth at the critical moment, which has never happened before.

Obviously, as long as it is proved that Nakagawa is a suspect, the case can almost be solved...

Returning to carriage 8, the man with the scar in seat 2C was still sleeping. Gao Cheng imitated the prisoner and sat in seat 1C in front. After stepping on the lowered pedal, he pretended to peel oranges and eat them, but he felt a little uncomfortable. He hurriedly leaned back the chair.

The man with the scar was woken up, kicked the back of the chair in dissatisfaction, and glared at Gao Cheng.

"Hello," Gao Cheng put the back of the chair back, got up and asked, "Is there someone here before?"

The man with the scar looked at Gao Cheng vigilantly: "I don't know anything, and I haven't done anything, so it has nothing to do with me."

"I know……"

Gao Cheng smiled wryly.

This guy looks like he wouldn't say anything even if he met Zhong Chuan, but it doesn't matter.

There is still a way to deal with Zhongchuan. The relics of the deceased are either on Zhongchuan's body or in the trash bin on the car. Judging by Zhongchuan's appearance, it is obvious that he has not had a chance to throw it away.

Anyway, he's not a policeman, so he doesn't have so many worries, it's just that if he does that, there's no way out...

After sinking his heart, Gao Cheng closed his eyes slightly, and all the details appeared in his mind again.

In the dining car, in the No. 7 car, in the No. 8 car, in the flight attendant's room... All the words and actions of Nakagawa flashed like a movie...

In carriage No. 7, Zhong Chuan sat silently on his seat, and ignored Gao Cheng when he saw him approaching.

In fact, he felt that the most unlucky thing this time was meeting Gao Cheng. How could anyone think he was the murderer from the very beginning? Still pretending to be silly...

"Uh," Gao Cheng took the initiative to say, "Isn't the coat in the doctor's hand your own?"

"What?" Zhongchuan's palms tightened, and he had to look back at Gao Cheng, "What do you mean?"

"The doctor should be very clear, right? I've been wearing it all the time...for a doctor, isn't this coat a bit small?"

"So what?"

Zhong Chuan's face was heavy.

"Do you think this is that man's coat? Ridiculous..."

"What if there are the victim's relics in the pocket?" Gao Cheng asked calmly.

"Hmph," Zhong Chuan suddenly laughed, and looked at Gao Cheng seriously, "So what if you don't? Even if you are a detective, you can't take me as the murderer again and again. If not, just confess to me." And how about looking for me again?"

Feeling the confidence in Zhong Chuan's words, Gao Cheng frowned slightly.

Before the victim's body was discovered, Zhong Chuan did have enough time to deal with those relics, but the way he was protecting his coat before seemed to have not dealt with it...

Gao Cheng turned to the flight attendant who was following him in doubt.

The flight attendant looked embarrassed, walked up to Gao Cheng and whispered, "Just now I thought Detective Kido had already solved the case, so I didn't pay attention..."

Gao Cheng opened his mouth, but he couldn't blame him. He looked at Zhong Chuan who was smiling lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Please go to the trash can and look for it."

"yes!"

The guilty flight attendant left immediately, leaving Gao Cheng to continue to face Zhong Chuan.

"Did the doctor say that he had never seen the victim before?" Gao Cheng temporarily put down his coat and looked at Zhong Chuan calmly.

"Of course," Zhong Chuan put away his coat and said impatiently, "Is that enough? I can't be the murderer..."

"Then why do you know that the victim got on the train at the last stop?" Gao Cheng interrupted.

"what?"

"In the dining car just now, you said that the prisoner might have gotten on the car at the previous stop to kill, and then got off immediately to escape? Why do you think the prisoner got on the car at the previous stop to kill? You can get on the train at any station, why do you think it is the previous stop?"

Zhong Chuan's face changed slightly: "Because..."

"You seem to have known from the beginning that the murderer committed the crime after the train arrived at the previous station," Gao Cheng said strangely, "and I have already checked, you and the victim boarded the train at the previous station, isn't it a coincidence ?”

Zhong Chuan looked extremely gloomy, and his lips trembled slightly: "These don't explain anything, do they?"

"Don't you understand? You know that the victim got on the train at the previous stop, and he got on this train with him!" Gao Cheng snatched the coat from Zhongchuan's hand, "I'm afraid that's the purpose, right? The victim knew about your affair. evidence, and plan to give it to your wife?"

Zhong Chuan didn't bother to take back his coat, and looked at Gao Cheng in horror: "Why do you know?"

"Because I'm also a private detective, and I also helped clients investigate affairs," Gao Cheng stared at Zhongchuan word by word, "Usually the result is divorce. You are afraid of divorcing your wife, so you killed that detective, right?"

"Detective Kido, we found it!" The flight attendant shouted excitedly, "It's all in the trash can!"

Gao Cheng stood up, took the relics and placed them one by one in front of the silent Zhong Chuan.

"Walkman with tapes inside, cigarettes with filters, glasses with glasses cases, and eye drops... everything that is missing is here, the only thing missing is the camera film...doctor, you took the film ?”

Zhong Chuan's fingers trembled, and it took him a while to look up at Gao Cheng: "Since when did you start to doubt?"

Gao Cheng sat down again, shook his jacket pocket, and suddenly there was a clear sound of small change coins being struck.

"You have to swipe your credit card to buy 600 yuan oranges, so how can you have so much change?" Gao Cheng smiled softly.

"It's because of this... I really lost to you..."

Zhong Chuan rubbed his brows and smiled wryly, his eyes moistened involuntarily while smiling.

Gao Cheng stepped aside to look at the night scene outside the window, leaving the middle-aged man with the last bit of personal space.

In fact, everyone is not easy. Even if they look bright, they don’t know how much hardship they have suffered behind the scenes. This doctor just went on the wrong road because of a momentary thought.

Zhong Chuan leaned back on the seat, but when things came to an end, he was completely unlike the anger he had when he saw the aunt in the dining car, and he couldn't get angry with Gao Cheng.

It's just that there is both the relaxation of the end of the matter and the unspeakable sadness in my heart. I am almost at a loss for the future life, my nose is sore, as if I will shed tears at any time, and I hastily pondered and took a deep breath.

"Detective Kido, where are you going this time?"

"On business trip."

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