Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

Zhuangtang's restaurant, when the uncle brought Kusumoto and the two to find him, Zhuangtang Walnut bent over and was talking to Conan, looking very close.

"Is that so? It's amazing, it's almost as if Holmes has become a child..."

"This stinky boy," the uncle bounced his forehead, angrily, "he confessed to himself without authorization."

Although it was the idea provided by Gao Cheng, it was also his commission. He finally solved the mystery without slumbering, thinking that he would be able to stand in front of the beautiful woman.

"Uncle," Conan said, turning to the cranky uncle, "until uncle will start reasoning."

"Ah? Me?" The uncle was still a little overwhelmed. He glanced at Conan suspiciously, and found that Conan was obedient. He suddenly coughed and arranged his tie and said, "That's it, you can find out after eating sushi supper. Who is the boy back then..."

"That's it."

Outside of Zhuang Tang's house, Gao Cheng didn't intervene in the uncle's case, and faced the manager of Matsumoto and several Mumu helplessly spread his hands.

"There are no very useful clues, but in my opinion, the serial murderer shouldn't be here..."

"Well, I got it."

Matsumoto still had a frightening face, his expression calmly saw no fluctuations, and he didn't seem to listen to Gao Cheng's words at all.

"It looks like that person is right..."

"that person?"

Gao Cheng looked confused, but Matsumoto didn't intend to explain more, just staring at the Zhuangtang's villa, the breath on his body was quite depressed.

"The police must have something at that time," Mumu explained in a low voice. "Just when you sent out the email, the police thought of the location of the prisoner's wound. At that time, the prisoner's abandoned car was found, and there was no way to find it. As far as fingerprints and blood stains are concerned, only the seat cover on the driver's seat has been removed..."

"Blood stains on the seat cover?" Gao Cheng raised his eyelids slightly, and didn't tell him these details before.

If only the seat cover is stained with blood and taken away, it means that the prisoner's wound should be behind.

Most people will reflexively hold the wound with their hands when injured. Therefore, when the prisoner ran away in a hurry, there should be a blood reaction, especially on the steering wheel. Since there is no blood reaction, it means that the wound is on the back and cannot be reached by the hand. It only got on the seat cover.

"Yes," Mumu said cautiously, "King Jing thought he thought that the guy named Kusumoto was probably the original prisoner."

"That's right," Gao Cheng smiled bitterly, "but the serial murderer is really not here..."

Mumu looked at Gao Cheng unexpectedly. Although he believed Gao Cheng very much, he still shook his head and said, "It is impossible for Jingshi to give up, even if it is possible."

Gao Cheng looked at Matsumoto Jingshi along, and said nothing.

He vaguely felt the pain in Matsumoto's eyes. Even though he had gone through so many cases, he had seen all kinds of pain, and his heart was still moved.

After all, it is difficult for him to experience some pain.

However, Matsumoto was able to watch the police for fifteen or twenty years. In addition to the wound on his face, it is estimated that there was also the reason for the police officer who died in the line.

...

"Morimura Police?"

When Gao Cheng returned home from the City Detective Agency, Xiao Ai had already further sorted out the information.

"Yes, Morimura, who died in that incident, was a good friend of the same period as Matsumoto, and he was promoted to two ranks after his death, and he was posthumously awarded as a police officer from the police department..."

"It turns out that the police officer who died in the service was a friend of Police Guard Matsumoto."

Gao Cheng read the police information that Xiao Ai handed over, and crossed his fingers to sit at the desk.

Zhuang Tang's family did not gain much, not surprisingly, seeing the prosecution period is coming, there is no reason for such a cautious murderer to be caught out so easily.

But for him, it doesn't mean that there is no way.

The murderer did not leave no loopholes.

Gao Cheng looked at the case information again.

What is worth exploring is the case 15 years ago. After committing several murders, why did the murderer have to commit the crime again five years later... The biggest problem is here.

Why is it 5 years later...

"Matsumoto manager? Matsumoto manager?!"

The Metropolitan Police Department yelled several times when Mumu reported to work to wake up Matsumoto, who was asleep in the office, sweating profusely.

"Are you all right? You seem to have a nightmare..."

"Sorry," Matsumoto recovered, rubbing his eyebrows, "I fell asleep suddenly."

"How about you go home occasionally and take a good rest? You have been living here recently and haven't been sleeping much?"

"Although you said that... the serial killing incident was less than three days away. When I was resting like this, time was passing by..."

Matsumoto took a few sips of coffee with a calm face, and asked with a good mood, "By the way, what about the guy named Kusumoto who is suspected of fraud? Any clues?"

"Yes," Mugure read through the record. "His name is Ryuhei Kusumoto. He is 42 years old... When the incident happened 15 years ago, he was living overseas. He should be able to be excluded from the suspects. There is a wound. I saw the scar on a man’s back that was cool, so I imitated it...

"He and the man with a wound on his back met when they went to the sauna before leaving the country. The man was wearing a towel on his head, so he didn't see his face. The other party smiled and said,'The wound on the back was left by the police five years ago. The medal of courage, do you want to try it too?', that's the way it is, I have asked Sato and Takagi to investigate the sauna place..."

"Really?" Matsumoto nodded, "Tell them not to let their guard down."

"Yes, after all, it was a murderous murderer who killed 2 people 20 years ago and another 15 years ago..."

"There is another one, have you forgotten?"

"Of course I didn't forget," Mumu paused, his fat face full of seriousness, "The Morimura police who died in that incident ~www.readwn.com~ was the one who led me to get started and taught me how to be a policeman... …"

"It's been 20 years." Matsumoto fell into the memory. After so many years, he had survived the police, but he still couldn't find the murderer.

"Jingshi," Mumu turned around and asked when he left the office, "I have sent a copy of the detailed information about the case to the city households, and they are also preparing to investigate. If the city households acted, there must be no problem. "

"Yeah." Matsumoto still frowned.

The unsettled cases of so many years are not so easy to solve, and although he is a detective, he is only a child, he is not even 20 years old.

With only three days left, it seems that Mumu is also a little anxious, he can understand...

When Mumu took the door to leave, Matsumoto's expression became more and more sinking, and he kept thinking about the scenes of the year, especially when he finally fought with the prisoner, and wanted to find some clues.

According to Morimura’s dying statement, the song that the prisoner had been talking about seemed to have a special meaning...