Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

On the third floor, Ayumi followed Mitsuhiko and Motota tremblingly squeezed to the stairs, looking carefully.

"Conan, are you there?" Mitsuhiko looked at the dark corridor and swallowed his saliva, "I think it's better to go out and find someone first..."

"No need." Conan appeared at the door of the library with a bad face, "The police will come right away."

"Conan?"

A few people walked into the library in a daze, only to find that the scary-looking curator was lying beside the bookshelf, and Gao Cheng was just sitting on the chair next to him.

"Gao, Brother Gao Cheng?"

"How will you be here?"

"Because Officer Mumu told me what happened here," Gao Cheng rubbed his nose, "You guys are too courageous, you should have some refreshments after this time, right? Detective is not a game, it's true to mess around will die..."

"But brother Gao Cheng is here." Ayumi didn't look scared at all, instead she smiled sweetly expectantly, "When we are in danger, brother Gao Cheng will definitely come to rescue us, right?"

Yuantai and Guangyan looked at each other, excitedly said: "Really! Brother Gao Cheng has saved us every time!"

"It's like Kamen Rider!"

"Even if you say so..."

Gao Cheng pulled his face depressed: I'm not Kamen Rider, are these little ghosts so big-hearted? Obviously just now I was scared to death...

An hour later, the police who arrived at the scene found the body on the top of the library elevator. They also found the drugs hidden among the children's book shelves according to the testimony of Conan's children.

The cause of the incident seems to be that Mr. Yutian discovered the drug and was silenced by the curator Jin Chuan.

"Haha," Mu Mu was very happy to have successfully solved a case, and patted Gao Cheng on the back several times and laughed, "I've been of great help to you again, Brother Chenghu."

"It's nothing, you can come to me for any other cases in the future, as long as I'm free, I'll help," Gao Cheng rubbed the back of his head shyly, and whispered into Mu Mu's ear, "Well, Officer Mu Mu, will you help me in the future?" Will there be bonuses or something?"

The corner of Mu Mu's mouth twitched: "This... I will apply for you."

Conan saw it, and after Mu Mu led the team to leave, he said speechlessly: "It's really hopeless, Kido, I see you will become like an uncle sooner or later."

"Uncle?"

Gao Cheng automatically imagined the appearance of Kogoro Mori's uncle, shuddered, and stared, "What do you know, you little brat who doesn't need to make money? Thanks to my kindness, I helped you solve the curator this time."

"You still have the nerve to say it," Conan said with a displeased face, "You have already subdued the curator, and you deliberately scare me, almost thinking that it is really going to be over!"

"Didn't I just want to teach you a lesson?"

Gao Cheng smiled nonchalantly: "Last time, I ruined the plan your parents prepared, so I want you to see how careless you are, don't always think that you can't die, and even the curator is lurking in the The library doesn't know..."

"Huh? When did I think I couldn't die? Besides, it was Ayumi and the others who turned on the lights indiscriminately to lure Director Tsugawa back..."

"That's the problem, no matter what they are, they are just children."

"Yes yes yes." Conan did not refute, let out a sigh of relief, silently looked at Ayumi and the others who were still discussing excitedly on the other side.

"When I drink that bottle of wine, I will really bid farewell to the appearance of children, and I won't have much interaction with them in the future..."

"Conan! Brother Gao Cheng!" Ayumi and the others flocked to Gao Cheng's side.

"Are you going back?"

Yuan Tai rubbed her stomach, and said disgruntledly: "I'm so hungry, I don't have much strength, Brother Gao Cheng, can I buy something to eat?"

Gao Cheng's face froze, and when he saw several children looking at him expectantly, he quickly grabbed his wallet: "It's so late, I'd better send you back first... Wait a minute,

I'm going to pick up the car. "

"Eh? Brother Gao Cheng, have you bought a car yet?" several children said excitedly.

"That's right."

Gao Cheng walked to the corner of the library, unlocked the lock and rolled out the bicycle: "Let's go, your family members should be worried too."

"What, it's just a bicycle," Yuan Tai's excitement disappeared instantly, and he said without enthusiasm, "and it can't sit on people at all..."

"Stop rambling, let's walk back together!"

The next morning, Conan's dream was shattered, and he made a special trip to Kido Detective Agency, looking hangover, and finally accepted the cruel reality.

"The doctor said that maybe I have developed a resistance to baigan wine, so drinking it will be useless." Conan's face was ugly, and his walking was a little unsteady.

"Then what do you do now?"

"I can only continue to be Conan. Sooner or later, I will find those men in black and find the antidote."

"I'm asking you how to explain to Xiaolan, but you drank up that bottle of wine," Gao Cheng said in advance, "Let's say it first, don't use me as a shield."

"How did you know I would do this?"

"Um??"

Gao Cheng was stunned for a moment, and when he heard the phone ringing, his face darkened.

"Hi, this is Kido Detective Agency..."

"Senior," Xiaolan complained, "Did Conan go to your place? Really, how can you let a child drink?"

"..."

"That," Conan watched Gao Cheng hang up the phone with a guilty conscience, turned around and walked to the door with a dry smile, "I'm going to school first..."

"Stop!"

...

In the blink of an eye, another week passed, and Gao Cheng didn't come across any more cases. He just accepted an investigation commission worth 500,000 yuan, and it took a lot of time to finally finish the matter.

That night, he returned to the detective agency after finishing his work, turned on the TV with a tired face, and it happened to be broadcasting a one-hour special live program of Sun TV.

"This week, we will also conduct an All-Japan Detective Agency unit for you all. I, Takashi Matsuo, will be serving you today..."

"Let's welcome Mr. Mori Kogoro, the famous detective!"

"what?"

Gao Cheng was full of question marks when he saw Mao Li's familiar uncle's face appearing on the TV screen.

What are you doing, last time both of them had cooperated with Nikkei TV, why did you only invite Mori Kogoro this time?

Gao Cheng took a look in the mirror, he was younger and more handsome... No matter how he thought about it, he was more suitable for TV than Mori Kogoro.

"Could it be some funny show?"

Watching Maori's exaggerated uncle's smiling face on TV, Gao Cheng always felt blocked in his heart. He propped his chin depressedly and tapped the table with his fingers.

As if he heard Gao Cheng's complaint from the bottom of his heart, the beautiful assistant on TV helped him and said, "Speaking of which, Mr. Mori and Detective Kido participated in the show together last time. It's a pity that Detective Kido didn't come this time. If two If you're a good detective, you can solve any mystery, right?"

"Where is it?" Mori Kogoro said with a smug smile, "That kid is still young, and he is not as good as me, an experienced and famous detective, Mori Kogoro, haha!"

"This bastard uncle..." Gao Cheng gritted his teeth and watched the program enter the commercial, then turned off the TV.

"I'm in a bad mood, it's better to have a luxurious meal today."

...

In the studio on the ninth floor of Nikmai TV Station, the host Takashi Matsuo sat on the stage with a light smile.

He specifically proposed to only invite Kogoro Mori. When Michihiko Suwa asked him for his opinion, it took him a lot of effort to explain that Gao Cheng was not suitable for the show.

Because if there were really two detectives, his plan might not be able to go ahead...

In the mixing room on the fourth floor, Suwa Michihiko stayed alone in the room watching the studio surveillance screen. When the program inserted a short film, he suddenly received a call from Matsuo himself.

"Matsuo? What are you doing? The show isn't over yet!"

"I just want you to hear my last voice," Matsuo said while running across the corridor, "I'm going to die soon, I'm going to commit suicide by jumping from the top floor..."

"What?!" Suwa exclaimed in shock.

"Just wait and see what happens after I die!"

"Hey, don't be like this, let's talk about hosting, don't be like this, don't be too hard on yourself!"

"It's too late!"

Matsuo raised the corner of his mouth and took out the suppressed pistol.

"Bang!" In the studio, when Takashi Matsuo rushed back to the scene covered in sweat, the 4-minute short film had just reached the end, and it happened to play the scene where the victim was shot.

"What happened, Mr. Matsuo? You sweated a lot." The assistant asked in surprise.

"My stomach has been uncomfortable since the morning." Matsuo smiled lightly, and returned to the stage with his assistant to continue hosting the show.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, when the TV station's one-hour special program was about to end, Gao Cheng was still queuing up in front of the counter of the shopping mall with a bag of things. There was an Obasan in front of him who kept arguing with the teller for some unknown reason, which made him go crazy. The team has not moved.

"Ding!" Suddenly the system beeped, and a case announcement popped up.

"A new case is coming?!"

Gao Cheng woke up with a start, ignored the queue, hurriedly put the bag aside, and rushed out of the shopping mall under Obasan's astonished gaze.

"This is... the case of Nikmai TV?!"