"What happened to Xiao Sanmao? Little Sanmao ......"

"Boom! Knock knock! ”

Onuma House, 5-chome in Chotsuka, Onuma Satoru looked at the woman who kept screaming after grinding off the tape in the inner room, walked directly and punched a few times, until the woman stopped talking and got up again, and when she was about to drag the woman away, she suddenly remembered the doorbell outside.

It was just a very ordinary doorbell, but he didn't know why it made his body tense, and he involuntarily swallowed his saliva and looked at the entrance.

The plan was supposed to go well, although a detective was mentioned on the news, but it was impossible to find him with just a corpse, and he cleaned up and deleted all the information on the Internet, and even waited at home for several days.

A detective with a 100% crime solving rate, Chenghu Gaocheng......

Impossible, how is it possible to find such a place to come?

But......

Onuma's face stiffened, his lips were dry, and he reached for the doorknob, picking up the iron rod with one hand and hiding it behind his back.

If you really find the door, if there is only one detective, you can fool around first, and then find a way to solve it slowly, killing one person is killing, and killing several people is also killing......

"Click!"

The door opened, and suddenly someone was holding up the gap, and a police ID card appeared in Onuma's sight.

"It's Mr. Onuma, right?"

……

The next day, at the Tokyo Metropolitan Supervision Medical Center, after Sancheng was busy with the autopsy work, he happened to meet the old dean to the office of the anatomy class.

"The Seibu Sanono Police Station has already sent Satoru Onuma to the prosecutor's office," the old dean saw Misumi nodding and opened his mouth to say to everyone, "Although he refused to speak, the police already know a lot of evidence, according to the administrator of the suicide website, Satoru Onuma disguised himself as a woman on the Internet, and used the name 'Xiaoxue' to find those young girls who committed suicide on social networking sites, and talked to them, just like the Joto detective guessed......"

Saying that, the old dean looked at Sancheng, who had been to the scene to investigate: "There is also the Matsukura flower found in Satoru Onuma's house, which was also confirmed after he woke up in the hospital, and after being imprisoned with the victim named Sanmao, Sanmao was suddenly taken away by Satoru Onuma, the situation is roughly the same as before, and the police are grateful for our assistance......"

"Dean," Sancheng took the initiative to ask, "what about the Castle Detective?" ”

The old dean paused: "Detective Chenghu seems to have gone directly to the hospital, and he should have returned to the rice flower by now......"

"Detective Joto isn't coming? Don't you investigate? The intern asked, raising his hand.

"The exchange was very successful, there is no need to do anything more, this is the conclusion of the detective Seongto," the old dean nodded solemnly and explained to the people in the anatomy class, "The work of the forensic doctor has made him understand a lot, and it is also everyone's credit to be able to solve the case, and he will write it in the report and hand it to the Metropolitan Police Department......"

The female forensic doctor lamented: "Is there still a chance to cooperate in the future?" ”

"Yes," Sancheng exhaled lightly and smiled at everyone with conviction, "There must still be a chance to cooperate." ”

"Will it?"

Several female assistants leaned on the table and complained: "If only the Joto detective also worked in the hospital......"

"What do you think?"

"Doctor Sancheng," someone asked Sancheng, who was silently packing up his things and preparing to leave, "How did you feel about spending a day alone with Detective Joto yesterday?" ”

"It's three people investigating together," Sancheng couldn't refute with a smile, "Don't think about it one by one, the detective is only 19 years old, and it seems that he already has a girlfriend." ”

"Huh?" The office exclaimed, "Wouldn't it?!" ”

Sancheng smiled lightly, ignored the disappointment of his colleagues and left the hospital building, preparing to go to the funeral home where the nearby "Sanmao Cat" was about to be revitalized.

As a result, in the end, the true identity of the three-haired cat was not found, as if it had been forgotten, only Matsukura Hana, who had experienced life and death together, went to the funeral home in a wheelchair to say goodbye.

In the funeral home, seeing Matsukura Hana choking and wiping away tears, Sancheng thought of yesterday's investigation again.

A black binding strip was found in the snow cart, consistent with Sanmao's wrist abrasion, and only then could she be completely sure that there was another girl.

In addition, the second half of the distress letter was found in the carriage, and in the darkness the three-haired cat didn't seem to notice that the handwriting was written on another piece of paper.

"Snow Man's home, save the flowers, ...... here"

All the prior reasoning was verified.

Without the reasoning of the detective from the city, he may not have understood Sanmao's true thoughts at first, and this case is by no means just the credit of the infirmary......

"Only when you experience the feeling of loss can you know the preciousness of life," Gao Cheng held a bouquet of flowers and appeared outside the funeral home with Xiao Ai, "I don't know if this is a good thing." ”

"Detective Joto?" Sancheng turned around unexpectedly.

"Come by and have a look."

Gao Cheng put the flowers next to the statue of the temporarily erected mourning hall, and silently looked at the high school girl Matsukura Flower who had taken off her immaturity.

"It seems that there are many suicide cases that occur every day, and even if there are other murderers in it, it is generally difficult to know, and if you encounter trouble in the future, you can contact us at any time......

……

In the past few days of the mass suicide case, Uncle Conan and his entourage have also returned to Tokyo from Osaka, and life has been quite uneventful.

"Really? The perfect crime disguised as suicide," Conan raised an eyebrow, "If the autopsy hadn't been performed, the murderer would have escaped, but didn't you go to communicate?" How did you get the case? ”

"I just happened to run into it."

Gao Cheng checks out the latest newspaper reports.

This incident has caused a lot of discussion, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to solve the social problem of suicide.

At least he can't do anything as a little detective, but after solving the case, he drew a copy of "Forensic Science" and knows a lot more about forensics.

"When you encounter this kind of case, you will definitely not be much better, and you will definitely see Hunt Xinxi," Gao Cheng looked up at Conan, "Not to mention that the victim also left a distress letter in his stomach......"

"What's the big deal? We've solved an explosion too," Conan rolled his eyelids, "By the way, I'm here to find Xiao Ai, and before I know it, I'm talking about the case again......"

"What's the matter?" Gao Cheng was stunned.

"It's nothing, it's just that Tamanosuke's touring troupe happened to be performing in Tokyo, so he wanted us to help with the rehearsal."

"Tamanosuke?"

"By the way, you weren't in Tokyo at the time, so you didn't know each other, but you must have heard of Tamanosuke Ito, right?" Conan laughed and said, "The young leader of the famous touring troupe is a bit like you, do you want to go and see the show?" ”

"Kind of like me?" Gao Cheng's brain was black.

"Also, Yuanzi and Sister Xiaolan also know each other, maybe they will go to see the rehearsal when the time comes......"

"What are the two of them going to see about me?"

"Really?" Conan inadvertently amplified his voice next to him, "Tamanosuke used to be transferred to the garden class, and he has a good relationship with the garden. ”

"What day is the rehearsal?"

Gao Cheng closed the newspaper sullenly.

Then again, isn't being like him like Kudo Shinichi?