Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

Only the long-faced young man Fukushima came back with an umbrella at the Gokuraku Bridge incident in Osaka, and there was no news about the other two.

"What? Miss Katagiri fell into the river on fire and died?"

Fukushima learned the news from the police, and looked at the clothed corpse next to him in disbelief.

"Why did Miss Katagiri set herself on fire?"

"How do you know that Ms. Katagiri set herself on fire?" Gao Cheng interrupted Fukushima with a photo, "Did no one say that just now?"

"Well," Fukushima broke out in a cold sweat, "Because Mr. Jia Teng set himself on fire, so I thought..."

Gao Cheng didn't ask further, and handed the photo to Fukushima and said, "Do you know everyone here?"

It was a group photo, with a bald old man wearing glasses holding a complete Dragon Scroll in the middle, followed by 3 young people and a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"This is..." Fukushima looked at the photo in surprise, "Aren't the two on the right Mr. Kato and Ms. Katagiri? Although they are both young, the one next to them seems to be Mr. Hirano. I don't know the other two ..."

"Mr. Hirano?"

"It's the initiator of this tour group. We all met on Mr. Hirano's website. Later, we decided to travel together. He also came up with the game, but he didn't come because he had something to do before departure..."

"I see."

Gao Cheng returned the photo to Police Officer Otaki, and the details in his mind seemed to be connected into a thread.

Just as he thought, the case this time was really not that simple. It didn't seem like a dispute over the treasure, but rather like the revenge of the burnt corpse case thirteen years ago.

In other words, the charred corpse discovered a while ago is likely to be Hirano in the photo.

In the past murders of magic lovers, the group of people was also connected through the Internet. The organizer had already been killed at home before the incident. This time, it may not be impossible. After killing Hirano, the murderer borrowed Hirano's identity to organize the event ...

Of course, conjecture is one thing, and it needs to be verified carefully.

Gao Cheng turned around, only to find that Hattori and Conan who had been by the side had disappeared at some point.

"Heiji ran away with Conan just now," He Ye Wei blushed and said blankly, "I think he must already know who the murderer is..."

"what?"

"Because, Heiji's face has a bright expression again."

He Ye Hongpupu smiled sweetly.

Gao Cheng looked in the direction he told Ye, and found that it was the direction of the hotel where the long-faced youth came.

The two of Hattori should have gone to the hotel where the tour group stayed to find someone, but will the remaining two just happen to be at the hotel?

After thinking about it, Gao Cheng turned to Officer Otaki and asked, "Officer, there should be someone watching Mr. Zaiya, right? Can you tell me the location of Zaiya?"

"Ah?" Otaki's eyes widened in surprise, and he almost asked Gao Cheng how he knew.

Gao Cheng said with a smile: "Since the police are easy to scare the snake, why not let me try it."

Otaki looked hesitant: "But..."

Gao Cheng said seriously: "It's better than Hattori and the others taking risks. Don't worry, I have enough self-protection ability."

"Okay, okay." Otaki stared blankly at the young but very convincing Gao Cheng, and nodded without knowing what was going on.

...

The streets of Osaka were a bit wet and cold due to the rain. Unlike the bustle of the crime scene, there were few people on the street.

Hattori and Conan panted and ran to the Seven Gun Hotel where the tour group was staying, and then hurried to the street to look for people. Anxiously, they saw an old man in a bad house appearing across the road with an umbrella, not like going to the castle tower. It's not like going back to the hotel.

Conan immediately took out the earring-shaped phone to call the police, but was stopped by Hattori.

"Don't fight," Hattori said with a concentrated smile, "The police will startle the snake when they come, and they might run away again. Only we can open the door to the truth now!"

"Hey, Hattori!"

Before Conan could stop him, he saw Hattori jumping over the railing and chasing after him, so he had no choice but to keep up.

Just after the two left, a group of tall figures with ferocious faces walked out of the streets and alleys. Many strong men with big arms, round waists and sturdy physiques, even if they were thin, each exuded a dangerous aura. This would stare at Conan and the two figures with indifference. Sneering, looking at prey.

The old man in the bad house finally walked into an abandoned factory with no one inhabited. Following the stalking of the two Conan servicemen, a group of murderous men watched unhurriedly from behind. Beside the abandoned car, the tall and man-like figure is full of oppression, with a cruel and fierce look in its small eyes, and the faces of the surrounding companions are full of dangerous smiles.

Suddenly, the long-haired young man who was watching from the back frowned, and looked suspiciously at the figure approaching from the opposite side of the container.

"Shh, over there." The young man tilted his head, signaling his companion to look at the person coming.

At the age of a high school student, with a wooden knife in his hand, he walked towards this side step by step through the drizzle as if he didn't see them...

The young man and his companions looked at each other, with playfulness on their faces, they stepped forward to stop the young man: "Boy, didn't your mother tell you not to run around in the rain?"

Gao Cheng stopped, glanced at the young man and the group of murderers behind him, and noticed the gun butt that was bulging from the other's shirt.

It seems that these people are the robbers' accomplices contacted by the old man in the bad house...

His fingers tightened slightly, and the moment the young man approached, Gao Cheng threw out the wooden knife in his hand, slashing across the young man's body with an afterimage.

"Wh, what?!" The sarcasm on the murderers' faces suddenly subsided, and they looked tensely at Gao Cheng, who was wielding the wooden knife high, and their expressions changed in an instant when the young man fell straight and exposed Gao Cheng's sharp eyes.

"court death!"

"Brat!"

Almost at the same time when the young man fell to the ground, Gao Cheng lowered his center of gravity and quickly stepped on the puddle to attack the murderer. Seeing the muzzles of black pistols pointed at himself, his figure was like a gust of wind, and he swiped the wooden knife in his hand repeatedly. Through an arc lightning through the crowd.

bang bang bang!

The water droplets burst, as if stagnant in mid-air for a moment, and all the robbers were bounced off the next moment. As Gao Cheng retracted his knife and fell heavily into the drizzle, he passed out, and the pistol fell to the ground with a slap.

...

In the abandoned factory, compared with the chaos outside, the inside is quite calm. In the dark environment, only the elevated third floor is faintly lit by fire.

The old man in the bad house climbed up to the third floor with the help of a lighter, and immediately saw Wakisaka standing next to a burning barrel with his eyes squinted.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Wakisaka."

"No."

Wakisaka scratched the back of his head and pointed to a section protruding from the elevated volley.

"It's right there, in that box..."

"I see. "

The old man in the bad house walked to the box Wakizaka said, and found that the light was dim, and it was impossible to tell what was a lot of things with a lighter alone, and there was a flashlight next to it.

"Just use that flashlight," Wakisaka added with squinted eyes, "it's easy to find the Toranomaki you want..."

"Can't turn on the switch!"

Hattori stepped up to the elevated shelf and reminded with a chuckle, "If you turn on the flashlight, you will be burnt to black all over, just like Mr. Kato who was on fire on the roof of the Osaka castle tower... I'm right, Wakisaka gentlemen?"

Kusaya and Wakisaka turned their heads to look at Hattori who appeared.

"Could it be that Mr. Kato was..." Zaiya asked in surprise.

"That's right," Hattori looked directly at the silent Wakisaka, "Mr. Wakisaka was the murderer who successively killed Mr. Kato and Miss Katagiri."