Chapter 531

In the afternoon, there was a light snow again in the snow village, and the hundred year old cherry trees in front of the kimono sleeve God shrine in the village seemed to have blossomed brightly.

When the police are searching for another Earring Pendant in the hotel, Gao Cheng accompanies Zhiming Huili to the tree again.

"When my sister committed suicide, I was studying fiction in Boston, and I didn't know until a year later," wise whey looked sadly at the snowflakes falling from the branches. "My cowardly sister was planted with drug trafficking and finally took the road of suicide... Why didn't she tell me? I'm her sister, her only relative in the world, so I didn't even see her last time

"Those two people are so deceiving. Shouldn't they be killed?"

"Is it comfortable to kill?" Gao Cheng couldn't answer, but said in a deep voice, "do you really have no fear of killing such a terrible thing? Miss yingzi, she certainly doesn't want your only sister to bear this kind of evil. "

"Detective Chenghu... If only you were here five years ago..."

With warm tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, wise Wylie left the shrine accompanied by two police officers, leaving only Gao Cheng and his party behind.

Gao Cheng holds Xiao AI and silently looks at the back of Zhiming Huili.

Indeed, he should be able to save Sakura Suzuka.

But I didn't even go to high school five years ago.

"Hum," said uncle Maori with a stinky face, glancing at Gao Cheng, "as if he had killed someone..."

Gao Cheng looks back at Uncle Maori and doesn't speak.

He killed people in the world of silver spirit, but he didn't do it to ordinary people.

He understood the meaning of human life better than ordinary people.

In Conan's world, for the time being, there is no one to make him feel that he should be killed except those people who are Qin Jiu. Saisaki and Anxi Juma are a bit annoying, but they are not fairy tales after all. In the real world, people are complex and changeable. There are few absolute bad people and no absolute good people.

The same is true of wise Wylie.

"Let's go," Gao Cheng breathed, and pulled Xiao AI up the steps. "The snow village can't stay here any longer. It's better to leave quickly before the reporter hears the news."

In this case, he chose "Introduction to novel creation", but he didn't change his profession to become a novelist. His gains are better than nothing, so he can only be a memorial.

"Damn it, again!" Uncle Maori was a little angry after him.

Why should we add another one? He didn't know, should be every time, didn't spend a complete vacation, so he didn't want to meet Gao Cheng.

And every time there is Gao Cheng, "sleeping little Wulang" fails. I don't know if it's the eight character offense. Except for playing mahjong, other players have never won.

play mahjong?

"Chenghu boy," Uncle Maori was in a better mood, "how about going back to play mahjong after recording the confession? It's said that MI Hua has opened a new mahjong hall.... "

"I won't fight."

……

After returning to Tokyo for a period of time, Gao Cheng began his ordinary detective life, going out to work, staying at home, and hanging out with his neighbors.

He didn't want to play mahjong with Uncle Maori, especially when Xiaolan was there. No matter it was playing mahjong or drawing, he didn't want to meet this family as long as it was gambling on luck.

Then play mahjong and chop hands.

"Yes? Uncle has been going to lemon bar these nights because he got a free drink coupon? And then what? "

Chenghu detective office, Gao Chengcai returns to the office after work and receives a call from Xiaolan.

"Uncle was mistaken by gangsters last night and attacked?"

"Well, when I came home at night, I was almost hit by the steel bar pushed down from the high building on the construction site," Xiao Lan worried. "My father didn't seem to mind at all. Although I called the police, but..."

"I see. I'll help him."

Gao Cheng hangs up and looks at the papers piled up on his desk.

I just sent a report to the customer. I can't sit still. But the uncle's case is really serious. It has involved murder. He should go there for a while.

After talking to Xiao AI, Gao Cheng immediately put away his mobile phone and went downstairs.

When I arrived at Maori detective office, officer Takagi was also present. It seems that the accident scared Xiaolan a lot.

"We checked the mobile phone that sent yesterday's message," Gao explained, "it's a mobile phone signed by an anonymous account. In addition, from last night to today, no one surnamed Kimura has ever had a traffic accident or been involved in any criminal case..."

"So it's just a prank," Uncle Maori reluctantly leaned on the back of his chair and looked at Xiaolan on the sofa. "Not only did he find the police, but he even called the Chenghu boys over. You're too much trouble, Xiaolan. Besides, the other party just mistook me for the one named Mucun..."

"But..."

"Mr. Maori," Takagi said seriously, "if the gangster doesn't find out that he's mistaken, he'll be in danger if he finds another chance to attack Mr. Maori. Xiaolan is also worried about this..."

Gao Cheng picked up a cell phone that had been hit in his ID bag and pressed it.

There is no information in it except a text message, even a contact. The text message is a threatening letter sent after the accident last night.

"I will never miss next time, I will take your life..."

According to Xiao Lan, uncle came back from lemon bar last night and got the wrong coat from a guest named Kimura. So far, he has not found Kimura.

But it's too strange. Don't most people have a contact on their mobile phones?

Even... At present, there are few traces of this mobile phone that have been used. There is little wear and tear, and there is almost no scratch.

As for the coat, there was nothing but the word "Mu Cun" embroidered on the collar, and the collar and cuff didn't look like they used to wear.

New clothes?

Gao Cheng took his coat and smelled it.

Light wine, should be yesterday Maori uncle through the relationship.

It's strange. The man named Mucun

"Officer Takagi!" Sato entered the office in a hurry. "There is information that a student happened to live near the scene yesterday. It is said that after the steel plate fell off, he saw a man leave the scene quickly. Although he didn't see his face clearly, there was a scar similar to scald on his right elbow

"In addition, no suspicious fingerprints were found at the scene of the crime, and there were no relevant clues..."

"Well," Uncle Maori shook his head and held up his arm, "in this way, you can only find Mr. Kimura first, and then follow the clues to find the gangster..."

"Dad," Xiao Lan said hastily, "how can you talk like it's none of your business?"

Uncle helpless way: "originally is, I am not wood village, in short, quickly find that wood village is."

……

Lemon bar.

"That's what happened," Uncle Maori and Gao Cheng walked into the bar. "The man named Mucun came here to drink when I was sleeping, and then took my coat away, but the store manager didn't know where he lived..."

"That's right," said the bartender's manager, wiping his glass at the bar, pointing to a bottle of wine on the wine rack behind him. "Mr. Kimura is a new face here. He hasn't been here many times. I know his name is Kimura because of this bottle of wine... Mr. Maori came to ask in the morning, hasn't he found it yet?"

Gao Cheng looks down at the bottle. There is a small sign of "wood village" on the bottle. Like some wine on the wine rack, it seems that all the guests stay here.

"Well?"

Gao Cheng's eyes swept the store manager's fingers and gave him a slight meal.

"By the way, do you know when that wooden village usually comes?"

"I don't know about that," the store manager said with a pause. "It doesn't seem to be regular, and it doesn't come every day."

"Contact us if you see him."

"I'll say there's no clue here, right?" Uncle Maori walked out of the bar with both hands and yawned in boredom. "The police are already looking for it. What are we doing here?"

"Next, look around..."

Xiaolan ignores uncle's complaint and asks a laundry seriously.

"Mr. Kimura?" The owner of the laundry was just about to go out to deliver the clothes. He looked at the strange combination of the old and small families.

"He's wearing this size of coat," Xiao Lan pointed to the uncle who was playing with his moustache in the rear view mirror of the motorcycle. "He should be about the same size as my father. Does he have any clothes left here?"

The owner of the laundry frowned and looked through the register book: "he should not be a guest here..."

Gao Cheng contacted officer Sato and thought about going to Xiaolan. Suddenly, he saw a truck leaving the road and bumping into uncle Maori on the side of the road.

"What?"

Aware that the uncle of the truck suddenly changed his face, he quickly avoided the collision and rushed to Xiaolan and Conan: "danger!"

Gao Cheng's eyes are tight. He pulls out a wooden knife from the air and blocks it in front of the truck.

The driver couldn't see it with his face covered, but his eyes were full of killing intention, and he didn't mean to slow down and brake.

The target is uncle Maori

Time seems to freeze down. Gao chengyuguang looks at the uncle who urgently wants to push Xiaolan out of the truck collision path. He turns the wooden knife in his hand and raises it high.

Basic start Kendo, no extra action, with shadow straight cut to close the knife.

"Click!"

"Bang --!" It's only a moment since the truck collided. In the blink of an eye, the truck suddenly split into two parts from the middle and ran out from both sides. Half of the truck turned a circle and slid to the side of the road. Half of the truck ran into the laundry with inertia, but the impact was greatly reduced and the window was broken.

"Are you all right?" Gao Cheng saves the owner of the laundry who is almost scared to pee. When he turns around, the truck driver is gone, leaving only the scene in a mess.

The driver just now seemed familiar... "Damn it," Uncle Maori stood up angrily, "is that gangster again? What a quick escape“ It should be that man. " Gao Cheng gathered up his thoughts and helped the laundry manager to sit down beside him. Although he had paid enough attention and the store manager was not injured, he was still frightened. Fortunately, there was no one on the street today“ How did the truck split in half? " Unable to catch up with the gangster, uncle's attention returned to the scene. Seeing the wreckage of the truck, he was stunned: "Chenghu, what happened just now?"“ I don't know, "Gao Cheng looked back," it seems that he has separated. "“ Separate yourself? "“ Let's not talk about this. Let's contact officer Sato first. This is the second attack. " Gao Cheng took out his cell phone on his own. He really sympathizes with his uncle. He often encounters homicide cases. Now he has become a target. It's not easy for him to live to the end.