In the hotel room, Gao Cheng looked at the surveillance camera in the corner and bit his pen to fill in the quiz paper.

This activity is really strict, not only to take away the mobile phone, but also to install a monitor and bugging device in the room, completely eliminating the possibility of cheating......

"What is Sherlock Holmes best at...... Inference? What is Dr. Watson's wife's name......"

Looking at the questions on the roll, Gao Cheng's head was about to explode.

The ghost knows what Dr. Watson's wife is called, and these are just the first few simple questions, and the next 900 or so questions seem to be getting more and more difficult.

The world of these Sherlock Holmes fans is really perverted......

"It can't be that the boss of Jingu did it on purpose, right? Out of 1000 questions, can anyone really get more than 990 questions right? Gao Chenghu doubted, other people's test papers should be the same, Boss Jingu is a former student of his grandfather, and there is no reason to embarrass him.

Next to it is the room of Conan and the others, the Maori father and daughter have already occupied a bed to rest, and only Conan is still filling out the questionnaire with the light on and happily.

"Question 240, the time when Holmes and Professor Moriarty fell into the valley together is determined to be in the years, months, and days...... May 4, 1891, what, it's actually very simple! ”

Conan was lying on the ground in his pajamas, his two little feet rubbing from time to time, looking extremely relaxed, and he answered more than 200 questions in a blink of an eye.

"Next...... Please write out the password that appears in "Dancing Portrait" correctly...... It's not difficult at all, it's handsome! ”

Xiaolan sat up tiredly and looked at Conan in a daze: "Conan, you haven't slept yet?" It's already four o'clock......"

"Really," Mori Kogoro complained with his head on his head, "no TV, no cell phone, no newspaper, and it's so hot that there's no air conditioning, just a surveillance camera...... It's a prison! ”

"It was amazing to be on this tour!" Conan Zizi filled in the answer.

The next day, Gao Cheng didn't have lunch with everyone until noon with dark circles under his eyes.

Sherlock Holmes 1000 questions, he even gave up after a while, probably giving him a reference book, and he didn't want to answer all the questions before the time limit, but he was so unwilling that he couldn't get a good night's sleep.

After tossing, he was not interested in the reasoning questions and answers after that, even if the first edition of the book was worth 10 million, he didn't want to answer the test paper again.

But the other Sherlock Holmes fans are quite serious, especially Conan, although he also has dark circles under his eyes, but he is very energetic.

"How?" Gao Cheng asked curiously.

"No problem," Conan grinned, "and should be able to answer them all by the afternoon." ”

Gao Cheng honestly shut his mouth, he asked if he would answer, but what Conan said was when he would be able to answer.

Waited until dinner time, Gao Cheng was calm and enjoyed a luxurious meal with Uncle Maori and others, this hotel is a little criticized for not having air conditioning and TV, the food is not bad, if it is simply a trip, it is worth it.

"Good ......"

"But why haven't you seen the innkeeper until now?"

Seeing that it was almost half past nine, the members of the group shouted to the waitress in dissatisfaction: "Tell him to come out and change the papers for these tests for us!" ”

"But...... Our boss told me to entertain you until he came in after dinner. "The waitress is embarrassed.

"Well, it's okay to wait, the boss may be preparing for some event."

Everyone drank tea while waiting for the boss of Jingu to appear, but there was no movement until twelve o'clock.

Gao Cheng was sleeping on the table and was suddenly awakened by the noise.

"Damn!" A middle-aged man patted the table and stood up and said, "I can't stand it anymore!" I'm going back to my room and sleeping! ”

"Mr. Fujisawa!"

"Sure enough, that rumor is true," a fat lady next to her said angrily, "People say that sending that first edition of the book is a big scam, and every time they deliberately make the title difficult, so that everyone can't pass it, the purpose is just to show off the book to everyone...... I'm sorry, I'm going back to my room to rest. ”

"I'm going to sleep too."

Gao Cheng yawned, and the members of the group left one after another despite the waiter's dissuasion, he already had no idea about the first edition of the Sherlock Holmes book, and there was no point in staying.

As Uncle Maori also went back to his room to sleep, there were few people left in the restaurant in a blink of an eye, and the glasses man and the female companion were left behind, while Xiaolan accompanied Conan to wait for the boss.

"Hmph," the man in glasses chuckled at the waitress, "The people who left first were all abstaining, right?" ”

The waitress of "this ......" didn't know what Boss Kanaya was thinking, so she could only stay silently and accompany her.

……

In the second half of the night, it was nearly half past three, and Gao Cheng heard a loud explosion in a daze, followed by a noise.

"What's going on?"

Gao Cheng got dressed and walked out of the room, and the others also came out one after another when they heard the movement, and rushed to the direction of the explosion in disbelief.

"What? Is the boss of Jingu dead? ”

On the edge of the cliff in front of the hotel, Gao Cheng gathered with everyone, looking at the fire burning between the reefs below with a calm face, he was used to going out and encountering incidents, but this time the killing of the boss of Jingu still made him angry.

Even though the boss of Jingu has not been in contact with the Joto family for many years, he is still a friend of Aunt Jimei, not to mention that he still took the initiative to invite him over this time......

The murderer is so rampant!

"What the hell is going on?"

"Boss Kanaya, he is dressed as Sherlock Holmes," Conan's face was also ugly, "just now I fell in front of my eyes with the car and people......"

"I guess it might be murder," the man in glasses chuckled and said to the crowd, "I saw him fall off the cliff, the car was quite slow, and I just had to knock him out or kill the boss beforehand, and then get him into the car, and then put the gear in the forward gear, so the car would move forward automatically." ”

The man with glasses confidently pointed to the garage and said, "The murderer is likely to have made those arrangements in the garage in advance, that is, the murderer is among us." ”

"But," Conan asked, "what is the matter with the sudden acceleration in the middle of the car?" ”

"Ah, this ......," the man in glasses said exhaustively.

"I think it's just suicide," the middle-aged man snorted and lit a cigarette, "What are you doing, suicide is still pretending to be Sherlock Holmes......"

"How could it be suicide?!"

Gao Cheng looked coldly at the few Sherlock Holmes fans who were muttering: "Boss Jingu definitely doesn't look like he will commit suicide!" ”

"Oh?" The man in glasses quipped, "Does the detective have any advice?" Why don't you explain why the car accelerates? ”

Gao Cheng looked at the scene of the incident silently, not to mention that he couldn't use the one-minute mode yet, and now he hadn't even figured out the clues to the case.

The uncovered ground on this side of the cliff leaves clear tire tracks, like a road to death to hell.