Early the next morning, Gao Cheng became the first person to get up, and early in the morning, he found a bamboo sword out of nowhere to chop outside.

Uncle Maori passed by, and the corners of his eyes twitched: "What is he crazy again?" ”

"I don't know."

Conan yawned, and it was strange to see Gao Cheng sweating like rain.

Although there are a few shots that can be seen that Gao Cheng's strength is not weak, he really doesn't see Gao Cheng practicing swordsmanship very often, and he is completely like a mess waiting for death, and he only starts to rise up when he comes to work.

"Hmph, I think it's eight percent of the three-minute heat." Uncle Maori looked at it for a while and felt bored, and turned around and walked towards the restaurant.

Conan didn't leave, but felt strange, and asked suspiciously, "Didn't he bring that wooden knife?" ”

"Why don't you say that wooden knives are useless......"

Xiao Ai looked at Gao Cheng who wielded the knife lightly.

She didn't understand what was going on, Gao Cheng seemed to be stimulated a lot after last night, and she really didn't know what she was dreaming about every day......

Maybe it has something to do with women or money, the women who are excited have become other people's wives, and they can't make money from their jobs recently, so it's not bad to vent like this.

Able to understand......

"Huh?"

Gao Cheng felt Xiao Ai's gaze, his face darkened, he stopped his movements and turned around and shouted, "Don't think about something strange!" ”

……

At noon, Xia Jiang needed to take care of the ranch, and Xiao Wu drove everyone around Hokkaido.

Gao Cheng reluctantly sat in the back seat, he didn't want to go out, but he was still pulled over.

The living space of kendo in Conan is actually not large, except for the kendo competitions that can be seen everywhere, it is not interesting, no matter how strong it is, it is only a cold weapon after all, and now is the era of hot weapons, learning kendo in addition to being used to strengthen the body is to participate in competitions, far less than the ancient war era.

That's why he felt that there was no need to continue to practice swords, it was enough to protect himself, even if he practiced kendo for a hundred years, although there were unscientific places in Conan's world, but he couldn't really practice sword qi or something, and if he really fought a few guns, he would give you a sudden attack.

It's just that......

Why was he stabbed to death by a soldier in a dream? Bastard!

One more time, one more time will definitely not die......

But he didn't dream anymore after last night, and he slept more soundly than ever, and the dream that had caused him to sleep unsteadily since the incident at Senyuan's house disappeared without a trace.

It's painful to sleep too peacefully......

Cars drive along the coastal road, and you can see the country houses, which are quite sparsely populated compared to Tokyo.

"It's not the same as Tokyo, isn't it?" Xiao Wu smiled, "When we first came to Hokkaido, we felt the same way, this is a vast and sparsely populated area, and most of the people are concentrated around Sapporo, but I just like the tranquility here." ”

"It's good, haha, it's also a pleasure to come to the countryside for a vacation once in a while, especially to soak in the snow like in winter." Uncle Maori has been to Hokkaido in winter, and after seeing the snow, he has a different taste for other seasons.

"I also think it's good," Gao Cheng looked at the verdant mountains and the blue sea, "Every time I travel and vacation, I can encounter cases, and this time it is rare to have a good rest." ”

Uncle Maori snorted: "You kid is embarrassed to say, if you don't pull you out, you shouldn't come out, you should thank me for ......"

"Ah," Xiao Wu turned a corner and suddenly saw the police on the beach in front of him, "Is there something going on there?" ”

"Like."

Gao Cheng looked at it and immediately frowned.

A yellow fence has been fenced off on the side of the highway, and several forensic officers near the police car seem to be collecting evidence......

Not again!

"This is undoubtedly a martyrdom." A fat policeman in a beret stood next to the tarpaulin-covered corpse.

"I'm sorry," Gao Cheng followed Uncle Maori to the scene, "Is there something going on here?" ”

"Huh?" The fat policeman frowned and turned around and scolded, "Hey! Who are you? Who told you to come in?! ”

"That," Gao Cheng pointed to his uncle, "Actually, this is the famous detective Mori Kogoro in Tokyo, because he saw that something seemed to be wrong, so he came to see ......"

"Ahem." Uncle Maori cleared his throat and puffed up his chest, looking at Gao Cheng a lot more pleasing to the eye.

"Detective Mori Kogoro?" The fat policeman looked at the uncle suspiciously, "I haven't heard of it." ”

"What?" Uncle Maori was crooked, and said in a cold sweat in a panic, "Hey, how could you not have heard of it?" I solved the murder of Mr. Machida in the red-crowned crane last time! ”

"Oh, you mean the famous red-crowned crane incident? Yes, I have heard of it, but," said the fat policeman, looking at Uncle Maori, "whether you are a detective or not, there is nothing to do with you here, just the corpses of a couple of martyred men and women." ”

"Martyrdom?"

"Why do you say that?" Gao Cheng removed the tarpaulin and crouched down to inspect the body.

A pair of wet male and female bodies lay side by side on a gravel beach, their wrists tied together with a rope, looking like they had jumped into the sea and drowned together, but ......

The fat policeman saw Gao Cheng casually messing around the scene, and said dissatisfied: "This is the case when I found out, it's obviously a martyrdom, right?" ”

"Is it really martyrdom?"

Gao Cheng's gaze swept over the corpse, stopping at the mouths of men and women.

"Normally, if you drown, the air in your lungs will mix with water, and white foam will leak from your mouth and nose, but these two people have no such traces."

"You," the fat cop wondered, "who are you?" ”

"I know a little bit about medicine," Gao Cheng stood up and said, "Although the specific will still be solved through justice, but, if I am not mistaken, this is a ......."

"It's a homicide." An affirmative voice came from behind Gao Cheng.

"Huh?"

Under the gaze of everyone, a middle-parted long-haired young man slowly walked into the scene as if no one was around.

"Someone killed two people and pretended to be martyrdom, do you want to say that?" The young man's lips were long, and he looked at Gao Chengdao meaningfully, "Contemptible people have heard of you during your travels, and the famous detective Joto Takasei, who is known as the left character in Tokyo, right?" ”

Gao Cheng also looked at the young man who looked like a stinky fart: "Who are you?" ”

"Contemptible Tokizu Junya, a high school detective, is also a little famous in Hokkaido."

The young man smiled lightly, and walked past Gao Cheng to the corpse: "In addition to the marks at the corners of the mouth, the knots that bind the wrists of the two are not right, not only in the direction, but also in the wrong way......"

"Really!" The fat policeman, who was still suspicious, trusted the teenager quite a lot, and let the teenager analyze it eloquently.

"Judging from this," the young man stood with a relaxed face, "After the third person killed the two people in sight, they disguised themselves as martyrs, and they only need to be dissected and checked to see if there is water in the lungs, and the next thing to do is to find out the identities of these two people." ”

"I see," the fat cop said happily, "thank you so much, Tokitsu-san." ”

"Hmph, it's nothing, it's just an ordinary case." The boy said disapprerovingly.

"Damn!" Until he left the scene of the incident, Uncle Maori was always indignant, "Obviously, we discovered the problem first, what is there to be angry about that kid?" ”

"It's not us, it's me, uncle." Gao Cheng pouted.

I have to say that the high school detective is still quite powerful, at least much stronger than the uncle.

Conan's world is really a detective's world, but he doesn't know much about other detectives, and he hasn't communicated, and most of them are working on cases in his home turf Tokyo, and he competes with Uncle Maori for a little fame.