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Walking out of Shimadaiya Shrine, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, the sound of the waves became clearer, and he stretched out.

Huihara followed, half-opened her eyes and said helplessly: "I will pretend to be cool... She will surrender and will not tell others... If she does not surrender, someone’s reputation will be affected. Lost."

Gao Cheng's figure paused slightly, clutching the back of his head and laughing dryly: "I didn't think so much...but I still want to believe that Miss Junhui will cry for killing her friends, not a complete murderer."

Hui Yuan gave Gao Cheng a white look, and didn't want to continue to pull it off. Instead, he asked softly: "Then do you know her motive for the murder?"

"I don't know..." Gao Cheng shook his head, silently looking at the shrine warehouse that was once again reduced to ruins, "Probably because of the scorched body of the middle-aged woman in the fire three years ago. It doesn't matter anymore."

"I knew it," Conan walked over suddenly with a stinky face. "Mr. Lulang said that you entered Saori's room. I was wondering if you would find any clues, even when you found the body of'Miss Junhui'. There was no response, it seemed that Miss Junhui was not dead..."

Gao Cheng was full of black lines: "Hey, is it too much to eavesdrop on others?"

Conan put on a fish-eyed look: "Is the talent who pretended to be stupid to hide from us too much after the investigation is clear?"

"When did I pretend to be stupid?" Gao Cheng turned to face Conan, who had his hands in his trouser pockets like a small adult, "Besides, if I tell you guys clearly, there will definitely be big troubles again. Bring everyone together for a reasoning show. Isn’t it? It’s still good now, detective, there is something more important than fame, not all prisoners can be treated rudely..."

Conan looked at Gao Cheng who was screaming and was stunned. The corners of his mouth twitched and said, "Who do you think will make a big deal for a reasoning show, hello..."

Gao Cheng doubted: "After you solve the case, you won't use Uncle Maori to convene everyone, and you won't have a scene of sleeping Kogoro?"

Conan's words are blocked, thinking about it, he will really borrow the identity of Uncle Maori to solve the case.

"It depends on the situation...Why do you want that bad old man to come if you are there?"

"Is there anyone who calls my father-in-law a bad old man?" Gao Cheng was a little speechless, "But, is the Hattori thing over? It would be troublesome if you don't get Mr. Kadowaki back..."

"Kito-senpai!" Xiaolan ran over anxiously, "Someone called to the shrine just now. What he said is strange!"

"Strange?" Gao Cheng and Conan stopped talking.

"Yes, he said that he was very grateful to the shrine for willing to cede the dugong arrow to him. The cost of a million is very valuable. He also said that her son's operation went very smoothly..."

"Ceding the arrow of the dugong?"

"He said it was the morning before yesterday," Xiaolan continued, "a man who worked in the shrine sold the arrow to him enthusiastically."

"The morning before yesterday was before the festival," Gao Cheng recalled, "I remember Miss Junhui did say that an old couple returned the number plate that morning... The man whom the other party said should be Mr. Monwaki, right?"

"This, I don't know the name, but I heard that it is a stubborn face, tall, about 50 years old..." Xiaolan said nervously, "If it is Mr. Kazuwaki, it means he is because Does the arrow of the dugong kill?"

"He is not a murderer, but a thief. It seems that Miss Saori's arrow was stolen by him."

Gao Cheng didn't know what to say about that old drunkard, he was stealing arrows and the roster, and now he ran straight to hide and seek with the police in the mountains...

"Anyway, contact the Hattori and them to see..."

After a while, Uncle Maori took the Fukui prefectural police back to the shrine, and by the way also brought the old Kadowaki drunkard who had been arrested for a long time.

"This guy has escaped in the mountains for a long time," the bald detective who led the team rudely pushed the drunken door threat to the ruins of the warehouse, his face still angry, "the roster you mentioned was taken with him. , It really was this guy who snatched Naoko's number plate."

Gao Cheng was surprised: "Where's Hattori? Uncle, isn't he with you?"

"I don't know," Uncle Maori also said in a daze, "I haven't seen him after walking away in the mountains... Then the kid shouldn't get lost, right?"

The Interpol interrupted: "We will send someone to find it. I heard that someone who bought the arrow of the dugong has called, right? Does the other party leave contact information? We need to investigate further."

As the detective snorted and looked at the old drunkard: "You shouldn't be able to quibble now, right? An arrow stolen from your daughter sold for a million. You are not satisfied with the sweetness, knowing that Miss Sumi was drawn. Later, she killed her at the waterfall and snatched the number plate by the way. Later, Miss Naoko who also drew an arrow made an appointment with the fishing net to commit another crime...

"But you didn't expect that the festival would have a register for recording the number plate. After hearing it at the ceremonial venue, you hurried to steal the register here, but it happened to be caught by Miss Junhui and burned her to death in the warehouse... …"

"Police officer," Gao Cheng watched the criminal police narrate endlessly, determined that the old drunkard was the murderer, and interrupted, "Mr. Menwaki can't be the murderer."

"Huh?" The detective looked at Gao Cheng suspiciously, frowning, "I remember you are a famous Tokyo detective like this sleeping Kogoro? Now things are clear, and there are his fingerprints on the swimming ring... "

"Police officer, almost everyone on the island knows about the roster and the location of the roster," Gao Cheng had to explain. "Furthermore, judging from the methods used in the serial killings, the murderer was thoughtful and complete. It’s impossible to leave fingerprints, and even rushed to steal the roster temporarily to leave such obvious loopholes."

Seeing the detective began to think, Gao Cheng continued: "Also, Naoko reminded me to be careful of Mr. Kadowaki before, suspecting that Kadowaki killed Miss Sumi because of the number plate... How could she meet with Mr. Kadowaki alone? ?"

The bald detective's forehead wrinkled into Sichuan words: "What's the matter with the fingerprints on the lifebuoy?"

"Maybe the number plate happened to be tripped in the river along with the lifebuoy, and Mr. Kazuwaki was left behind when he secretly took it."

"Yes, Mr. Detective is right," the old drunkard said wrongly, "I happened to find that brand by the river. I think everyone knows that the brand is Sumi, and the police will mistake me for the murderer. , So I ran to steal the roster..."

The detective snorted coldly: "So Miss Junhui was killed because she found you?"

"It's not me, I stole the roster and ran directly into the woods..."

"It's really not him," Gao Cheng said, looking at the sitting door. "If he were the murderer, the roster would have burned."

The detective grabbed his bald head angrily: "Who the **** is the murderer?!"

Gao Cheng closed his eyes and did not answer the detective in silence.

"I said the city detective," the bald detective said impatiently. "Since the murderer is not this drunkard, is it his missing daughter?"

Gao Cheng met the group of people expecting gazes, feeling like needles, frowning and said with difficulty: "This..."

"It's me, the real murderer is me." Suddenly the voice of Junhui Shimadai resounded at the shrine, which shocked everyone present.

Uncle Maori directly widened his eyes and looked back at the longevity woman who was a long way taller beside the shrine with a confused look. Her old face and body were abnormally inconsistent.

"Jun, Miss Junhui?"

"How is this going?"

"Saori and the others were all killed by me," the longevity woman tore off her disguise and used a super-realistic mask, revealing her familiar face, and smiled bitterly, "Sorry, I caused you trouble..."

"Why?" Fukuyama Rokuro looked at Shimadai Junhui closely, and said unbelievably, "Aren't the three of them good friends you have played together since childhood?"

Shimadai bowed his head in tears: "Compared with avenging his mother, the best friends from childhood to adulthood...Which is more important? Three years ago, because they failed to draw the dugong arrow at the festival, the three of them were drunk. Then I set fire to the warehouse, wanting to see if the longevity woman dressed as my mother is really immortal...

"A week ago Saori lost the arrow and ran to see me. I only knew that this happened again..."

"But," Fukuyama Rokuro was very irritated, "didn't your mother die when she went to sea five years ago?"

"That's just my mother's decision to feign death in order to concentrate on acting like fate," Shimadai Junhui choked. "During the fire, my mother also called me on a mobile phone. Please me for this small island, don't Let the longevity woman die like that..."

...

The next morning, all the residents of the island gathered at the port to see off Miss Junhui who was about to be taken away by the Fukui prefectural police. .

Gao Cheng followed his uncle and Hattori and the others at the pier, and was severely frozen by the cold wind.

Hui Yuan looked at Gao Cheng who was trembling, then looked at Heye and Xiaolan, who was not affected at all, even wearing a short skirt, and said speechlessly, "Is it cold?"

"It's not cold." Gao Cheng sneezed, his neck completely retracted into the scarf.

I really don’t understand why Japanese girls can wear skirts in cold weather...

Under the **** of the police officers, Shimadai Junhui passed through the crowd and got on the boat, and suddenly stopped when he passed by Gao Cheng.

"Kito Detective..."

"Huh?" Gao Chengqiang resisted trembling, trying to pretend not to be cold.

Junhui Shimadai looked sad and couldn't help but smile, and continued to leave with the police officer.

The soft hair was blowing in the wind, and the slender blue coat made the figure seem a little thin, so under the silent gaze of everyone, he wrapped his collar and boarded the boat.

Unknowingly, there was another big storm on the sea, and the ship could not sail smoothly, as if she did not want the maiden who had been supporting this island alone for three years to leave...

Gao Cheng wiped his nose: "Little Ai? Am I looking bad? Like a bad villain?"

"It's not just a bad guy," Hui Yuan looked at Gao Cheng with his eyes closed. "Someone seems to be too gentle with female prisoners, especially beautiful female prisoners..."

"Is there?" Gao Cheng said with a finger, "Maybe I am a feminist? But...Hey, I'm very good to ordinary prisoners. What's the matter with beautiful female prisoners?"

Silently looking at the island of Junhui on the boat, Gao Cheng's thoughts were a little flying.

Who can tell the good or the bad?

Said Shimadai Junhui was a good person, but she cruelly murdered three young people, saying that she was a bad person, but she did not have a kind heart, but was dragged down by revenge. People are so complicated...

For him who traveled to the world of Conan to eat and wait to die, nothing can be changed. He can only protect the people around him in a world where this case is like a commonplace meal.

After the storm subsided, Gao Cheng followed his uncle and others on a steamer to leave the island. He had only stayed on a three-day journey, but it was delayed for several days due to the incident, and even had to return to Tokyo together because of a mild cold.

"Really, I wanted to go skiing..."

Gao Cheng stood on the deck wearing a mask depressed, watching the outline of the Mermaid Island gradually disappear from his vision.

Uncle Maori glanced at Gao Cheng, frowning and said: "If you catch a cold, come here to blow the cold wind. Don't pass it to us again this year..."

"When did I infect you uncle? Besides, it's just a common cold, not the flu." Gao Cheng didn't have a good airway.

The uncle lifted his mustache and deeply doubted: "Everyone who has been in contact with you last time caught a cold, and you are the only one who recovers on your own. Is there such a coincidence?"

"Hey, don't make me feel like the source of the disease!"

"..."

Hattori leaned against the bow, watching Gao Cheng's argument with his eyes folded, and turned to Conan next to him with a look that he couldn't bear it: "You two guys, you guys, you actually dropped me to solve the case and didn't say a word first."

"Who knew that you would be separated from the police and almost had an accident?" Conan supported his chin, "and I didn't expect the longevity woman to be Miss Junhui..."

"I found the tomb of the mermaid in the forest." Hattori looked at the direction of Mermaid Island, his expression complicated. "After seeing the incense that hasn't burnt the tomb, I was a little suspicious. It should be Miss Junhui who burned it. I went to pay homage to my mother once after I left the warehouse, but..."

"but?"

"The old people on the island seem to know the secret of the longevity woman, knowing that it was Miss Junhui's mother who was burned to death three years ago, but she has been cooperating with Miss Junhui to fulfill her mother's last wish." Hattori said in a daze.

"Really?" Gao Cheng walked away from Uncle Maori, "In the end, longevity is just a dream, but it has caused disaster...I hope that after this incident, this small island can recover as soon as possible..."

"Hattori!" Xiaolan suddenly squeezed Gao Cheng into front of Hattori excitedly, "I heard that you were injured because of Heye. Let me see if the scar of love is good?"

"Huh?" The Hattori was stunned, still confused, He Ye held Xiaolan with a flushed face~lightnovelpub.net~ Xiaolan, don't..."

Gao Cheng stood alone on the side, staring blankly at the two chattering with Ye and Xiaolan in front of Hattori and Conan, talking about Hattori and He Ye desperately trying to rescue each other on the forest cliff.

I don’t understand, but it’s so obvious that I like each other, but no one can confess, these guys are really boring...

Uncle Maori walked suspiciously to Gao Cheng's side, saw Gao Cheng slightly lost, his face collapsed and said, "I said, don't even think about taking Xiaolan's idea!"

"Where did you want to go, uncle?" Gao Cheng almost staggered.

He can't fight even if he wants to make an idea. The real boyfriend is right beside him...

Besides, he looks like a guy who likes to mess around? Isn’t it because you don’t have a girlfriend? Uncle this is discrimination!

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