"Brother Jodo..."

Guangyan's face was scary, and the trembling sound pulled Gao Cheng: "I saw...I heard a strange noise in the kitchen just now, so I, I took a peek, and as a result, this old woman was sharpening a blood-red knife handle. Sharp kitchen knife, with disheveled hair, looks like a ghost!!"

　　 "Huh?" The old man craned his neck and turned his head to look at Mitsuhiko, "What silly thing are you talking about? Wouldn't you think of me as some kind of mountain witch?"

　　 Gao Cheng asked: "The old woman was in the kitchen just now?"

　　 "I'm in the kitchen, yes, but I just can't sleep to take a look..."

　　 "Cheat, deceive, I saw the scary expression of the old woman sharpening the knife with my own eyes..."

　　 Mitsuhiko did not dare to face the old man, and hid behind Gao Cheng in shock.

　　 "That big sister might be..."

"Impossible, Mitsuhiko," Gao Cheng shook his head and looked at Miss Akane's body. "From the wound, the murderer attacked from behind. Unless Miss Akane was squatting in the rain, the height of the murderer should be higher than Miss Akane... ...And the old woman's clothes and shoes are not wet..."

　　 After a pause, Gao Cheng turned to the temperamental man who came back after washing his hands.

As the first discoverer, the temperament male is the most suspected. Everyone finds outside the entrance because of the temperament man’s shouts. It took a minute or two to spare, but at that time, no murder weapon such as a knife was found in the temperament man’s hands. It had been raining at the time of the incident, but no footprints were left around, which means that there was no way to take the murder weapon away.

　　 The temperament man was a little flustered by Gao Cheng: "What, what's wrong?"

　　 "Nothing," Gao Cheng asked, shaking his head, "Mr. Lai Ren, why are you here?"

　　 "Ah, this," the temperament man explained, "I happen to be going to the bathroom on the first floor, so I will be there before everyone..."

　　 About 50 minutes or so, several police cars passed through heavy rain and stopped in front of Tanaka's house. The policemen in raincoats rushed into the house. No accident, the leader of the team was indeed the village exercise.

　　 "Oh, Detective Joto, we met again so soon," said Yamamura Duck Duck in surprise, "Why don't you tell me when you come to Gunma Prefecture?"

　　 "Let’s handle the case quickly, mountain village police officer."

　　 high into the forehead secretly jump.

　　The last thing I want to do in Gunma Prefecture is to deal with this guy.

　　 "Uh, yes," Shancun Cao took out the police account decently, "Then, can you please tell me the specifics first?"

　　 Gao Cheng has no intention to intervene for the time being. The suspicion in his heart is after all suspicion, and the police need to investigate and find the murder weapon before speaking.

　　 He had already been to the bathroom just now, and looked around roughly, but found nothing suspicious. It is impossible to be sure that the temperament man has hidden the murder weapon.

　　 Recalling the situation at the time of the crime in his mind, Gao Cheng walked to the side and recorded it with pen and paper.

　　 Up to now, he does not have the ability to remember Conan instantly, but he can still catch a lot of clues about the crime scene, especially when the body is found.

　　 At that time, there were only three types of footprints outside the house. The victim Akane, the temperament man and Conan, and only the footprints of leaving the hallway, plus considering the time, the temperament man did not have the opportunity to return to the house to hide the weapon...

"In other words," the mountain village operator concluded his confession by counting, "At around 4 o'clock this morning, I suddenly heard the screams of a woman outside. Everyone ran over and saw that the woman's neck was cut by a sharp weapon In the rain..."

　　 "The victim's name is Akane O Ting, 25 years old, and the daughter of the president of the Financial Association... The first person to be discovered was this Mr. Andalai..."

　　 Shancun Cao used a pen to point his hand account.

　　 "Did you see any suspicious characters when you rushed over?"

　　 The temperament man said: "No, it was still dark at that time..."

　　 "By the way, are you all from this family? What is the relationship with the victim..."

　　 "No, no, Miss Qian is our client. We drove to the mountains to take a forest bath, but when we got lost, we came here to stay..."

　　 "Customer?"

　　 "Yes," the long-haired man Fuya Kahara answered, "We are just the hostess whom Miss Xiao Qian knows well..."

　　 "Oh, male host..." ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

　　 Shancun continued to record on the account, then turned to Gao Cheng with a group of children, paused, and directly skipped looking at the old woman.

　　 "Then the old woman is the Yamada who called the police..."

　　 "It's Tanaka," the old man snorted, "My name is Tanaka Yiwae!"

　　 "Oh, yes, yes, yes," Yamamura laughed, "I always remember the information of the policeman... Then, Ms. Tanaka, are you the only one living here?"

　　 "It used to be a big family of a dozen people, but since my grandson left 10 years ago, I am the only one left."

　　 "This way..."

　　 The mountain village was about to leave after recording the information, and Yuanta was speechless for a while.

　　 "Is this guy unreliable..."

　　 "Yeah, I haven't asked us yet."

　　 "This," Yamamura said with a little sweat, "It should be the same as before, and happened to be involved in this case? I think about it, could it be lost for a night or something?"

　　 "We had a tire blowout on our way to camping," Bu Mei said, "just ask the old lady to let us use it all night."

　　 "But a little earlier than those few people..."

"So that's it," Yamamura grinned at Gao Cheng with a pointed mouth. "It's not surprising to see Detective Joto. Our department says that Detective Joto is possessed by something dirty... No, Detective Kioto should be a messenger of **** who specializes in dealing with dirty things..."

　　 Gao Cheng is full of black lines looking at the mountain village that is getting more and more outrageous.

　　 "Mountain Village Police Officer, have you found any clues?"

"Our people are still looking outside," the mountain village coughed lightly. "According to your statement, it was raining heavily at the time of the incident, and footprints can already be left, but we have looked around this home and near the entrance, and it seems that there are none. No other traces, no murder weapon..."

　　 Yamamura asked for approval and looked at Gao Cheng: "In my opinion~lightnovelpub.net~ the prisoner and the murder weapon should still be in this home, right, Detective Joto?"

　　 "Wait, wait a minute," the long-haired man said in surprise, "Detective Jodo...could it be that famous Tokyo detective?"

　　 "That's right!" Yamamura said proudly, "Don't look at the city detectives who always encounter cases, but every case can be solved quickly by him, and the prisoner will never get away..."

　　 "Hello," the long-haired man said stiffly, facing the gaze of the mountain village's scrutiny, "Aren't you suspecting us?"

　　 "The current situation seems to be so right..."

　　 "Mountain village police officer!" A police officer in a raincoat rushed back, "There is a car with a flat tire in the forest opposite, and everything on the roof of the car has fallen out..."

　　 "It's our car."

　　 Gao Cheng asked for a raincoat, put on his shoes and hurried to the woods with the police officer.

　　 The tarpaulin originally tied to the roof of the car missed a hole, and a tent and tools wrapped inside also fell out. The police officer was checking a saw blade and a machete, and he put it away as evidence.

　　 Gao Cheng first checked the loose rope, then looked at a hammer on the ground.

　　 The rope shouldn't loosen naturally. When he took the quilt, he carefully confirmed that it was indeed fastened, and it was not able to do so in a heavy rain.

　　 But because he planned to cook curry, he put several kitchen knives together in his luggage. Only big things like saw blades and machetes were left, which did not match the wound on the victim's Miss Qian's neck at all.