Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

At around 10 o'clock in the evening, Fukatsu Harumi went to the open-air hot spring with Uncle Mori and Gao Cheng stayed behind to pack up his things and went back to the room to sleep.

Sometimes he is also very envious of his uncle's attitude towards life, he can look heartless at any time, but he can't, if he doesn't work hard, there is no Conan to help, and...

Gao Cheng tiptoed into the pre-paved floor, and looked at Xiao Ai who had already rested early on the other side.

Xiao Ai is much stricter than Xiao Lan, even eating sweets.

Sweets are a detective's best tonic, not to mention he's a master swordsman...

Seeing Xiao Ai sleeping soundly under the snowy moonlight, Gao Cheng took out the hidden dessert from his arms.

I heard that eating sweets makes you sleep more soundly.

In the corridor of the hotel, Uncle Mori and his party who were about to take a bath happened to meet Eri Akechi who came out of the leisure hall, also holding a bath towel.

"Mr. Mori," Akechi Eri greeted, "Are you guys coming too?"

"Ms. Huili, have you soaked it?"

"Well, I suddenly feel a little cold..."

"Oh, oh," said Uncle Mao Li happily, "How about having two cups together to keep out the cold after we finish soaking?"

"I'm really sorry," Eri Akechi said with a regretful smile, "I still have work to do."

"That's it."

Uncle Mori was a little disappointed. It was one thing not to be able to ask the gentle and charming Akechi Eri, but the key was that he couldn't find a reason to continue drinking.

I knew I shouldn't bring Xiaolan here...

And Conan the brat.

The uncle glared at Conan, and walked through the leisure hall to the open-air hot spring in the valley below. There are not many people at this time, so you can enjoy it.

"Da da."

As the group of people's voices and footsteps gradually faded away, Akechi Eri, who was separated, turned his gaze to the ancestral hall in the middle of the snow in the courtyard,

Slightly squinting his eyes, he continued to return to the room with the towel in his arms.

It was an accident to meet two famous detectives, but the plan was impossible to stop, and judging from the short contact, there is no problem in continuing, a confused old alcoholic, a lolicon who went to bed early...

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"Ok?"

Gao Cheng touched his nose and suddenly felt commotion outside.

It was already past 11:30, and there were hurried footsteps in the corridor, as well as the shouts of Uncle Mao Li and others, as if something serious had happened.

Gao Cheng put on his coat, and said to Xiao Ai who was also woken up: "I'll go out and have a look."

"Asuka was killed?!" Editor Yasuda and the others were still discussing matters in the social hall, watching Uncle Mori running to the ancestral hall in the middle of the courtyard in a daze. Things seemed to be much more troublesome.

"Anxi also..."

When Gao Cheng came from the room, the proprietress had already called the police station in the village, and everyone gathered at the gate of the hall and courtyard, looking at the ancestral hall with worried faces.

Kogoro Mori has discovered Anzai Ema's body over there.

Gao Cheng looked over and found that Uncle Mori and Conan, who were inspecting the corpse in the ancestral hall, looked a little dignified, because they could see the corpse of Anzai Ema lying on the long-sleeved kimono under the light of the flashlight.

The strange thing is that there are only footprints from the hall to the ancestral hall on the snow in the courtyard. Except for the footprints that Uncle Mori and Conan deliberately avoided, the middle should be left by Anzai Ema.

The old police from the police station arrived at the hotel quickly, and because the snow started to fall again, Uncle Mao Li had to ask the proprietress to bring some towels to protect the footprints at the scene.

"Excuse me for disturbing everyone," the old policeman saluted. "It is my honor to meet the famous detective Mr. Mori here. I am a policeman from the police station of this village. My surname is Ogura. Please give me your advice!"

Uncle Mao Li asked calmly, "Have you notified the county police?"

"I've already contacted them, but they said that the snow outside is too deep, and I'm afraid they won't be able to come here until after dawn..."

"It's dawn, I really can't help it, everyone should wait in the Japanese living room first," the uncle said in a deep voice, facing everyone, "I still have some questions to ask everyone later."

It was snowing heavily again. Before the uncle and the old policeman covered the footprints with towels, Gao Cheng put his hands in his hands to check silently. Anzai Ema's corpse looked at the shoes.

From the current point of view, those shoe prints were indeed left by Anzai Ema himself. There was no murder weapon at the scene, and there was no trace of the murderer.

The whole thing is a secret room sealed by snow.

Gao Cheng looked around, and briefly sketched the structure of the hotel in his mind.

Just now, in a few low-pitched discussions by Editor Yasuda, it was mentioned that Anzai Ema walked through the social hall to the ancestral hall at about 10:30, and no one passed through the hall after that until the uncle came to find him.

The murder time was around 10:30 to 11:30, judging from the condition of the corpse, it should be between 10:30 and 11:00 to be precise.

In the open-air hot spring, Gaocheng walked down the valley from the leisure hall. The door of the women's bath was removed and placed on the side, with a sign "10:00 to 11:00 reservation" hanging on it, and a kimono wearing a ghost mask underneath Sleeve Prajna paper figurine.

Asuka Shibazaki's body was still floating in the steaming water, wrapped in a pile of colorful long-sleeved kimonos.

The deaths of these two people happened to be very similar to the legend of the local kimono sleeve god, or the murderer also had the intention of using the legend. Anzai Ema's body was placed on a kimono sleeve Hannya paper figurine.

motivation……

Gaocheng looked at the long sleeves of the kimono unfolded like a scroll in the bath, and suddenly remembered the university student Sakurako Suzuka mentioned by Fukatsu Harumi. If Suzuka Sakurako who committed suicide was Hana, the god of kimono, then Shibazaki and Anzai were the legendary The daughters of the two village chiefs.

"Ok?"

Gao Cheng squatted by the pool, and found that something seemed to have fallen from the bottom of the pool, so he quickly took off his clothes and went into the water to check. Although the body in the water, which was entangled in the long sleeves of the kimono, was a bit leaky, for him, he was more or less immune. Unless the corpse can suddenly open its eyes or speak now...

"I said Kido boy," the uncle suddenly yelled into the bathing place, "what the hell are you doing? Now is not the time to destroy the scene, you don't understand being a detective, do you?"

Gao Cheng was almost taken aback, he fished out something from the water and said, "I think this should be the murder weapon."

There were two items in total, a knife used as a murder weapon, and an electric shock baton.

Judging from the wounds on the corpse, both Anxi and Shibasaki should have been killed by this murderous knife...

"So the murder weapon is here!" Uncle Maori's expression froze, "So, Ms. Asuka was killed after Ms. Anxi, that is, after 10:30, but Xiaolan and the others have been playing table tennis in the leisure hall since then. , no one passed through there at all... Could there really be a ghost?!"

"Where did it come from? It should have been designed on purpose."

Gao Cheng grabbed a blood-stained printed headscarf floating beside the long-sleeved kimono.

It's the one Anzai Ema has been wrapping around her head...

Gao Cheng frowned.

Judging from the current situation, the murderer first killed Anzai Ema in the ancestral hall, then killed Shibazaki Asuka here, and threw the murder weapon into the pond.

The key point is that whether you enter or leave the open-air hot spring, you will always pass the open-air bathhouse, but as the uncle said, Xiaolan, who has been playing table tennis, did not see anyone passing by.

And there are also doubts on the snow in the courtyard. After 10:30, only Anxi broke through the hall to go to the ancestral hall, and only Anxi's footprints were left on the snow.

All clues point to the only possibility...

The killer is an invisible ghost?

Gao Cheng once again looked at the kimono sleeve Hannya at the entrance of the bathing place, as well as the private signboard hanging on the door.

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