"I said ......"

Gao Cheng leaned against the door with his arms crossed, and interrupted the two who were about to open Eryuan's luggage.

"What are you two doing here? Sure enough, there was a problem......"

"You, you misunderstood," the beard was startled, gritted his teeth and looked back at Gao Cheng, sweating profusely, "Isn't Mr. Maori confused?" We just thought we might be able to come here and find clues to solve the case......"

Gao Cheng's face was expressionless: "The suspicions of the two of you have not been cleared yet, is there any statement that the suspect is looking for clues?" You can't be trying to destroy the evidence, right? ”

"How...... How so? ”

The bearded two spread out their hands and walked out of the room with a haha.

"Look, we didn't take anything."

Gao Cheng watched the two leave coldly, and then looked at the room in front of him.

These two should not be the murderers, but there is a problem for sure......

Probably the relationship between the previous boss's room was much better than his room on the second floor, with a row of shelves full of books against the wall and a separate sofa coffee table.

Gao Cheng walked over to the suitcase that had been opened.

The top layer was full of clothes, and before he could look at Conan, he squeezed over and took care of himself to find a coat with blood stained on the front of him.

"That's right," Conan stared at his coat as if no one was around, "the blood was broken in the middle, it should be the camera......"

Gao Cheng glanced at Conan.

This guy always likes to jump up and down in front of others, and he really wants to beat him up and throw him out like an uncle.

However, the blood stains on the clothes were confirmed, but it was not known what the two hunters were looking for.

Gao Cheng's eyes fell on the video tape in the suitcase.

Is it a tape......

"Joto!"

Suddenly, there was a shout from behind, Gao Cheng subconsciously turned his head and looked at the suspicious garden.

"Huh?" Gao Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and cold air bubbled up behind him, "That...... Garden, who are you shouting? ”

"Hmm......" Yuan Zi walked closer with a calm face, stared at Gao Cheng up and down for a while, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Gao Cheng's chest and grabbed it a few times.

It's true?

The garden turned and walked away even more confusedly.

“……”

Gao Cheng's whole body froze, and he watched the garden leave in a daze.

What does it mean?

Can you recognize this?

Gao Cheng broke out in a cold sweat.

If the garden knows that he was a city in disguise several times before, God knows what will happen...... In the future, I will definitely not be able to raise my head in front of the garden.

Fortunately, it's a camouflage card......

Although the camouflage card can only change its form for a short time, it can't change its personality habits or anything, and it's not as nearly perfect as Kidd's camouflage technology, but the changed form is almost the same as the real one......

Becoming smaller is really getting smaller, becoming a "ghost" is really transparent and lighter, and becoming a woman also really has a female body, not Kidd's fake breasts, nor Belmode's kind of boobs to bind up.

"That," Conan said, still clutching his blood-stained coat in his hand, "I didn't see anything......

Gao Cheng collapsed his eyelids and walked out of the room silently.

Be careful not to be seen through by the garden, and the most important thing now is this incident......

He already has a candidate for the suspect, but the problem is the lack of evidence.

Before passing by Saburo's cage, Gao Cheng stopped, paused to release Saburo, who was curious to sit up, out of the cage, and led the dog leash back to the kitchen where chocolate was made.

It is impossible for the victim Eryuan to shoot nothing, but the camera tape has not been used.

There is only one possibility, Nigaki photographed something that was not good for the murderer, so the murderer disposed of the tape at the time, and in this environment, it was most likely buried somewhere in the forest.

Gao Cheng saw that the wind and snow outside were a little lighter, touched the well-behaved Saburo, handed an unused video tape to Saburo's nose, and took Saburo to the apron worn by Yako and Minoko Powder River to smell the smell.

Although Saburo is not a police dog, since he has won medals in rescue before, he must have received similar training, otherwise he would not have taken Conan to the corpse so quickly before.

The only problem is that the chances of finding the tape are really not high......

Gao Cheng led San Lang to open the back door, and suddenly a gust of wind and snow blew into the house.

"Hoo ——!"

Gao Cheng's forehead hair was blown up, and he shivered and looked outside, and suddenly saw a dog coming this way with something in his mouth.

……

In the living room of the villa, Uncle Maori put away all the videotapes and developed photos, and faced everyone in a deep voice.

"I can't find any clues for the time being, I think everyone will go back to the room to rest tonight, and wait until the police come over tomorrow...... For the sake of prudence, it is best not to go it alone......"

Uncle Mori caught a glimpse of Conan returning to the living room, and asked, "What about Nanase-sanatsu?" ”

"Mr. Maori," Gao Cheng explained with two Saburo in the living room, holding one in his arms and one in his arms, "the other Saburo came back just now......

"W-What?"

Uncle Maori looked at the two identical dogs in bewilderment.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know," Gao Cheng said with a smile, "but the second one looks like Jiro in the album, and to be honest, it was the one who brought me to Mr. Nigaki before, and it also took my chocolate in its mouth......"

"You say it's Jiro?" Uncle Maori's eyes almost popped out, "But isn't Jiro already dead?" This ......"

"The old woman just listened to the previous boss, right?" Gao Cheng put down Jiro, and the two Shikoku dogs immediately leaned close to each other, "They really seem to be able to tell only by the ball." ”

"Balls?"

"That's right, didn't Mr. Futagaki lose the ball in yesterday's video? I found that one of them likes to play with the ball, and the other is not interested in the ball......"

"Wait," Uncle Maori relieved himself, and his expression moved when he heard Gao Cheng's words, "Mr. Ergaki's Saburo didn't like the ball yesterday, so to speak...... Saburo still likes the ball very much today, could it be that Jiro and Saburo in the middle have been replaced, what the hell is going on? ”

Uncle Maori looked at the old woman in confusion.

The old woman also looked at the two Shikoku dogs in a daze: "I don't know, Saburo will be in the cage at night, so I took it out once today, and when I arrived at the cemetery, I was as smart as before, and ran to the cemetery to wait for me obediently." ”

Gao Cheng smiled lightly and reminded inadvertently: "I heard a story before, saying that two identical dogs take turns guarding the door, and no one has ever found out, Jiro and Saburo shouldn't take turns guarding the grave, right?" But it's too fantastic......"

"No, it's very likely to be true, Saburo and Jiro actually swapped in the cemetery."

Uncle Maori is getting up.

"The other tombs were destroyed by animals, but only the three of them were still in good condition, so it would be strange to go and worship once a day......

"Could it be that the previous boss said that Jiro died of illness for this?" Gao Cheng asked casually again.

"That's right," Uncle Maori said happily when he felt his head light up, "It turns out that this is the case, the previous boss wanted to protect his ex-wife's grave, so he trained Jiro and Saburo to take turns guarding the grave, and after marrying the old woman, because he didn't want to make the old woman who was the step-family sad, he lied and said that Jiro was sick and died!" ”

"Is that so?" The old woman looked at the two Shikoku dogs with some sadness, "No wonder when the wind and snow are too big to go out to sweep the grave, Saburo doesn't eat, and he doesn't eat until the next day......"

"Yes, I think it should be the relationship between them taking turns to guard the grave, and they have to be trained to eat every other day."

Uncle Maori had a confident look on his face.

"I think the rumors of wild wolves in Japan in the past should have seen Jiro or Saburo in shifts, and as for the chocolate around those mountain victims, it should also be in their mouths, and it is not surprising that rescue dogs who have won medals have received this kind of training......"

Yuanzi's face tensed even tighter, staring straight at Gao Cheng.

No, although there is no direct reasoning, it seems to be deliberately guiding Uncle Maori to reason......