Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

As the night darkened, the audience left the theater one after another, only Gao Cheng and Xiao Ai remained on the stage. ~~щww~suimеng~lā

"That," Gao Cheng called Gao Yuanyaoyi who had packed up the props and was about to leave, "Mr. Gao Yuan, do you know what happened to Reiko Kumiya five years ago?"

"what?"

Trainee magician Zamma Satomi and Takato stopped together, and asked in surprise, "Mr. Kido, who did you hear that from?"

"Manager Nagasaki said it before," Gao Cheng asked suspiciously, "What happened five years ago?"

"This..." Gao Yuanyao looked embarrassed, "This can't be said casually..."

"Forget it, Mr. Takato," Satomi Zanma shook his head, "This kind of thing should be clear after an investigation. Mr. Jingong did pass away on this stage five years ago..."

Gao Cheng asked tightly, "Can you tell me the details?"

"It seems that I made a mistake during the rehearsal..." Gao Yuanyao was sweating profusely, and seemed to be very scared, "Because it happened before we joined the group, and I don't know the specific situation after only two years... But, Even if other people just hear the name Jin Gong, their expressions will be ugly, so don't mention it in front of them..."

Gao Cheng nodded, and continued to ask, "Do you all know the 'living puppet' magic technique?"

"Eh?" Gao Yuan was stunned, "Because the group leader, Ms. Yukai, Mr. Yurama, and Zuo Konji thought of the 'Living Puppet' together, no one else knows..."

"That's it, I see."

Gao Cheng looked at the theater for the last week, and Xiao Ai followed suit to the hotel room.

"How is it?" Xiao Ai looked at Gao Cheng and asked, "Did you find anything?"

"No, but what is certain is that no one left the theater, and the murderer is most likely the members of the magic troupe..."

Gao Cheng fell on the bed with his arms under his head, "And, judging from the bleeding from Ryoma's body, I'm afraid he died for a while when he appeared on the stage."

"That is to say..."

"In other words, the finale magic show was actually performed by the murderer... If my guess is correct, the murderer is not only among the members of the magic troupe, but the motive is also related to the incident five years ago.

Jin Gong may have been murdered..."

Gao Cheng quietly looked at the ceiling.

Having said that, who exactly is the Hell Puppet Master?

Moreover, the method of disappearing the corpse in the train has not yet been solved. What exactly did Junya Toki find?

Slightly closing his eyes, all the pictures he had seen clearly emerged in his mind, and the surroundings once again turned into a thinking space, and a large number of details and clues gathered...

"Shua!"

The picture freezes at the moment when the body of the gentleman mountain god is discovered.

Before this, a phone call called them to a special compartment, allowing them to see the scene where the corpse was lying among the red roses and balloons...

After hearing Zamma Satomi's cry, everyone rushed to the box immediately, and was immediately attracted by the corpse.

Red roses, balloons, corpses...

The screen zoomed in, and the slightly floating arms of the corpse appeared before Gao Cheng's eyes.

Despite being covered by a black robe, and there are even red roses and balloons to attract attention, the strange shape of the corpse can still be clearly seen in the thinking space.

The box environment, including the corpse, was reconstructed and analyzed, and quickly turned into a three-dimensional perspective view. The roses, balloons, and clothes were removed, and all the balloons tied into human shapes appeared.

The corpse that seems to be lying in the box is actually only the exposed head...

The picture passed again, smoke, cracking sound, red roses left on the scene and balloon fragments flashed as a bright line in Gao Cheng's mind.

Regardless of whether there was only the head in the box at that time, the body other than the head did disappear from the train, and it had disappeared before.

"Wow!" The screen reversed, returning to the few moments before the incident when the murderer made a phone call.

The first time was the explosion of rose salad, the second time it caused a bomb commotion, and the third time it was for the body to be found...

"Sure enough." In the room at the top of the stairs, Tokatsu Junya re-examined the condition of the gentleman mountain god's body, touched his chin in thought, and looked at the bed in the room with a chuckle.

"Sure enough, there is no accomplice. It was all done by that guy. All the puzzles have been solved... However, only I saw his actions, and there is no direct evidence..."

"Hehehe." A black shadow suddenly flashed outside the window.

"Huh?" Shi Jin turned his head to look at the window as if feeling something.

...

the next day.

Gao Cheng was soundly asleep when he was suddenly awakened by a loud noise and knocked on the door outside in a daze.

"Aren't you bothered, it's early in the morning..."

"Brother Chenghu!" Mumu shouted, "Something went wrong!"

"What happened?"

Gao Cheng rubbed his eyes, yawned and got up to open the door.

"I didn't sleep well last night thinking about the case..."

"Something happened to Shi Jinzai!" Mu Mu said in a deep voice, "Just now the hell puppeteer called again, and we rushed to his room only to find that there was no one..."

"Shijin Runzai?" Gao Cheng came to his senses, "What's going on?"

"Police!" Takagi ran into the hotel panting lightly, "I found a clue! The footprints went all the way to the woods!"

"Hurry up and have a look!"

Mu Mu supported her fat body and rushed out of the hotel with Gao Cheng.

"Quack——!" Bare tree branches were distributed among the dense aquatic plants, and crows could be seen staring at the passing people from time to time among the branches.

"There is a wetland near here, and there are many places that are particularly dangerous. They are all bottomless swamps. If you fall into it, it will be over..."

The hotel manager Nagasaki led the crowd to grope along the path, his forehead was covered with sweat.

Looking at the footprints, they actually extend all the way to the swamp...

After a while, everyone stood by a pool of water, and a bouquet of red roses floated on the calm water.

"The footprints are here..."

Manager Nagasaki's face turned pale, "How could this be? If you fall into this place, you won't even be able to pick up the corpse!"

Gao Cheng squatted by the water and asked, "When did Shijin disappear?"

"The bed in his room has not been moved, and may not be there all night..."

"one night?"

Gao Cheng fell silent.

Now that the hell puppeteer called, it's time to know what the result was.

Even Shijin, a detective who had nothing to do with the members of the magic troupe, was killed. Was it a warning... or did Shijin hold clues that made the murderer have to kill?

The fog in the morning was still very thick, and the water vapor shrouded the swamp, together with the surrounding dry woods, it seemed like a gloomy hell devouring life.

Through the coldness, Gao Cheng seemed to see the hell puppet master wrapped in his robes and laughing strangely.

"Come... come here, poor little lamb..."

Gao Cheng's eyes tightened, and he turned around and said to everyone, "Anyway, let's go back to the hotel first, please don't just run around by yourself."

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