Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"Dangdangdang..."

The investigation was still going on. Suddenly, a penetrating warning sound came from a nearby railway crossing. It lasted for several minutes and did not stop until the train passed by.

Gao Cheng stood by the guardrail of the aisle outside the apartment, looking at the street after the rain for a while, while Conan and the others were whispering and discussing something, especially Conan, who looked a little impatient, with an expression of eagerness to try.

Gao Cheng rolled his eyes, looked at Mr. Xiao Lin on the other side, and found Mu Mu who connected to the suspect's phone.

"Brother Kido," Mu Mu turned on the phone and said on the speakerphone, "This is Ms. Pengtian, who is also a freelance writer. She said that she made a call from her home yesterday..."

"Hey, is there anything else?" An obviously impatient female voice came from the phone, "So what's the matter, Mr. Police? Did that guy Shan Sen cause any trouble?"

"Uh," Megure responded, "We still have some information about Mr. Shanmori..."

"There's nothing else going on."

Gao Cheng helped hang up the phone directly with his dazed eyes.

"The Dongdu Loop Line passes here at the same time every day. The time that Miss Pengtian left her message happened to be the time when the train passed by. If there is no sound nearby..."

Mumu nodded in a daze and said, "Then only Mr. Inaba is left."

In the Xingrong Pavilion, the editor-in-chief who received another call from the police sounded very busy, the background sound was full of shouts, and some people were questioning the editor-in-chief.

"Inaba? He went out on a motorcycle to hold a seminar with writers. There's nothing we can do. Our business is busy and we don't have enough manpower..."

"It doesn't matter," Gao Cheng continued, "Just ask a few questions."

"You are?"

"Ah, I'm Takamari Kido, special advisor to the Metropolitan Police Department..."

"Takasei Kido? Isn't that the famous detective?" The editor-in-chief asked in surprise, "Did Inaba really commit something?"

"It's not an important thing, just to confirm the information of a few people, Mr. Inaba happens to be inside," Gao Cheng asked calmly, "Is there anything special about yesterday's noon?"

"Something special?" the editor-in-chief recalled in a deep voice,

"It doesn't seem to be anything special. The editorial department is still so busy that I feel like I have a cold, but today is much better..."

"Has Mr. Inaba always gone out on a motorcycle?"

"Well, because there is no special car here, you don't have to worry about traffic jams for locomotives, so Inaba has always used his old locomotive..."

"Does Mr. Inaba know a freelance writer named Masato Sugimori?"

"Shansen? I seem to know each other, but it seemed like I had a falling out before... Sorry, I still have a lot of things here..."

"The last question," Gao Cheng said seriously, "is about the night game."

"Eh?"

"Because Mr. Inaba mentioned the night game in the phone message."

"Ah, this is the two-day professional baseball game. I originally wanted to go, but it turned out to be very uncomfortable, and my eyes were bloodshot. I could only sleep at home. I can go today, but the weather is a bit worrying... "The editor-in-chief was talking, and suddenly interrupted, "Wait a minute, Inaba is back, if you have anything to ask him..."

"In this case, let him come to Mr. Shansen's house directly by motorcycle... Yes, because there are several other suspects, it's better to ask them face to face..."

Gao Cheng hung up the phone after getting the response, and when he looked up, he saw several police officers who looked like curious babies.

"Is Mr. Inaba the murderer?" Megure was the first to recover.

"Because he is the only suspect in the end now..." Gao Cheng took it for granted, "Isn't it right to call over and ask? Otherwise, we can only think that the murderer originally planned to leave a message, but suddenly gave up... This will have a large scope. Right?"

"That's right..." Police Officer Meguro hesitated and laughed dryly, "Then let's investigate Mr. Shanmori's social relations... Takagi?"

"Yes, police department!"

"Brother Kido," Ayumi asked worriedly, "Ms. Kobayashi is not a prisoner, right?"

"Of course not," Gao Cheng said with a smile, "Because Mr. Xiao Lin has always been single, there will be no emotional disputes, and there is almost no intersection with the victim except for this interview..."

"But……"

"Of course there is an absolute reason, that is, the victim will not let women into his room, if you want to talk about the reason..."

Gao Cheng took a photo of the dead body at the scene, and his eyes fell on a key with a silver pony logo.

"Mr. Shanmori obviously lives in this kind of one-bedroom apartment that does not exceed 10 square meters, but he wears a famous brand on his body, and the key to the Ferrari sports car is hung on his belt. It can be seen that he is the kind of person who would rather cut down his living expenses in order to maintain a life of luxury cars...

"And the room keys are not kept together, which shows that Shan Sen is actually a vain person. This is also the reason why Miss Qinghua refused to take the second message home."

"Really?" Ayumi became happy, and ran away to talk to Teacher Kobayashi.

Gao Cheng reluctantly put down the photo.

In any case, the current editor named Inaba is undoubtedly the most suspicious person, and the relationship between editors and freelance writers is also different from others, and he is the most likely person to enter Shanmori's room.

Although the collected information is not very sufficient, after excluding the suspicion of several other people, we can still find subtle loopholes in Inaba's message.

In the message, the editor-in-chief not only answered the voice of the date, but also talked about the game.

"Editor, do you really want to watch the night game today?"

"It's okay, today is the game at the Dongdu Gymnasium..."

It seems to be nothing at first listen, but it can produce many associations when brought into the context.

The question and answer room seemed to be worried about something, and then the editor thought it would be okay to play at the Dongdu Gymnasium. There was a logical relationship between the two, but nothing special happened last night, and the weather was sunny all day long.

But for today's game, because of the possibility of rain, there is no need to worry about the game in the Dongdu Gymnasium...

Considering other aspects of the situation, the murderer should undoubtedly be Inaba, but stay on the line in everything, at least wait until the evidence is found to be completely certain before confessing to the eyes.

I can't be like the uncle, because of Conan's relationship, he always speaks inconsistently, and changing his words is simply a common dish, and Meguro, who has long been used to it, will not be surprised.

Gao Cheng turned his head and looked at Conan.

This guy is obviously waiting for Inaba to come over, and this kind of case is not difficult in the first place.

"Hey," Conan said depressedly, "I didn't say a word..."

"I didn't mention that again."

Gao Cheng pouted, just in time to hear the sound of a motorcycle coming from downstairs. A square-faced young man dressed as a staff member parked the muddy and dirty motorcycle, took off his helmet, and rushed upstairs.

Gao Cheng glanced at the young man.

Unlike Shan Sen, who pays attention to his image, the person who came here was wearing old clothes, and his rain boots were tattered and full of scratches. He seemed to be a rather slovenly person. The only thing that was new was the gloves on his hands, and the price tag was not even removed. I guess I bought it in a hurry and put it on on the way.

"What happened, Mr. Police?" The square-faced young man glanced at Gao Cheng, Mr. Xiaolin, and Conan, and avoided looking at the police officers at the scene. "What's wrong with Mr. Shanmori?"

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