"Full base!"

The baseball game ended with the seething crowd of spectators, and the final home run completely killed the game, which was quite a desperate disparity in strength for an amateur game.

"Detective Joto may not be the best baseball player, but he is definitely the best hitter!"

"What's the joke? He's the detective? ”

"Hey, haven't you figured out the situation yet?"

"Of course, the gap is so big, and the Detective Chenghu is definitely a top professional level!"

"That's a bit of an exaggeration, any professional player can play in this kind of game......"

In the stands, a middle-aged man wearing a baseball cap stood silently in the middle of the arguing spectators, looking at Gao Cheng, who was wiping sweat in the field, and frowned deeply.

No, this kind of result is not even played by a professional player, it is a terrible hitting talent, as if you have completely seen through the trajectory of baseball, and the most important thing is to be able to easily complete the body movements and play the results you want......

I've heard that some people in Tokyo have recently challenged the speed limit of hitting the ball, and even the new pitching machine has been scrapped, is it true?

The only thing I lacked was pitching, and I didn't seem to be familiar with the rules and tactics of baseball, but if I practiced, even the best players in the country would have no problem......

"Oh? Playing professional baseball? Do you want to train often? ”

"Ah, there's nothing wrong with hitting the ball, but ......"

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested," Gao Cheng refused the middle-aged man suddenly found in front of him, "Sure enough, the detective is more suitable for me, if I go to play baseball like this, the police probably won't allow it." ”

"Police?" The middle-aged man was stunned.

"Yes, you should know that I'm Chenghu Gaocheng, right? So it's impossible to join professional baseball. ”

"Oooh......"

"I'm sorry." Gao Cheng and the middle-aged man exchanged business cards with each other, and turned to greet the excited garden group.

Conan left the scene a few times, and he also wanted to know what was going on.

"Refused, refused......" The middle-aged man came back to his senses for a while, and looked at the business card in his hand in a daze.

Professional baseball should make far more money than private investigators, right? And you can also make yourself more famous......

……

At the scene of the crime at the family restaurant, Conan confidently faced the suspect and smiled: "Once you hear the ugly Kansai dialect, you will get mad, which is also a characteristic of Kansai people...... And after committing the crime, you actually ordered ramen to wipe your hands with a towel, right? Just say that if you spill the soup, you will get it right away......

"Yes, when you poisoned that uncle in the toilet, you plan to wipe off the poison on your hands with a towel! The reason why you didn't wash it off in the toilet was because you heard the sound of flushing next to you and noticed that there were other people in the toilet, so you ran out in a hurry......"

Conan looked at Hattori with a black face next to him, and his smugness was all written on his face: "This is all what Brother Shinichi said on the phone!" ”

"This kid ......"

Hattori looked at Conan's comical mocking face, and finally resisted the urge to beat the guy.

It's not cool, it's super unpleasant......

"What? Why a tie? Outside the restaurant, Conan protested after receiving the verdict of Sera Masumi, "Isn't it Shinichi who pointed out that the criminal solved the incident?" ”

"No," Shinjun Sera bent down to explain, "because it was only in Kansai that Hattori seized the clue to solve this incident, and Kudo also solved the case because of Hattori...... And there is no such thing as winning or losing, high or low in reasoning, the important thing is that you find out the truth together, right? I think a draw is good. ”

"That's right......

Conan looked depressed.

This kind of thing sounds familiar.

……

"Full base lore?!" The Maori Detective Agency, Hattori looks at Gao Cheng like an alien.

Here he knows baseball best, and he also understands how rare a full base shot is, and it seems that it is the opponent who is abused to lose his temper that will cause the whole game to be out of shape.

Gao Cheng's scoring data alone is incredible......

"Yes," Gao Cheng said with a smile, "It's much simpler than I imagined, but I didn't have much bonus, and I got the hot spring reception coupon issued by the neighborhood committee......

"Hmph," Hattori said coldly, "don't think baseball is such a simple thing, you haven't seen professional baseball, and according to your level, you can barely join." ”

"Really?"

Gao Cheng was stunned, he really didn't know the specific level of professional baseball players, but he should be able to defend against straight balls or changing balls.

"By the way, what the hell are you doing in Tokyo? Is it just to come and buy quick curry? ”

"Of course not," Hattori said, "it was actually a dead man who sent me a letter......

"Huh?" Xiaolan instantly became nervous, "Send it to you?" ”

"Don't think about it yet, it's my mother's friend, Mr. Wakamatsu, who is the president of a design firm in Tokyo," Hattori explains, "and I've met him a few times before, but he was killed in his villa in Karuizawa last month......

"I asked Uncle Otaki of the Osaka Prefectural Police to check it out for me, and it happened that Mrs. Wakamatsu's birthday party was held at the villa that day, and the local police seemed to think that Mr. Wakamatsu was killed because he accidentally ran into a robber who had infiltrated the villa......

"The time of sending the letter should be ten days after the crime, although the sender's name is written in Mr. Wakamatsu Kohei, but from the content of the letter, it seems that it was sent by the prisoner who killed Mr. Wakamatsu."

Hattori pulled out a folded piece of stationery from his pocket.

"It reads, 'Dear Heiji Hattori, I must meet with you, a high school student detective, to confess the crimes I committed'......"

"However, even if we meet, I have a slight doubt that you will be able to see me, because I am a distorted being made by you humans at will, an illusory ...... that cannot be seen."

"Even so, if you want to see me, I will wait for you at the home of the man I killed on the night of the next full moon......"

Hattori read the letter and said, "At the end of the letter, the address of Mr. Wakamatsu's hometown in Osaka was written, and the key to that home was sent along with it. ”

"And then? Mori Kogoro, who had been reading the newspaper, asked, "Have you been to that ghost house?" ”

Hattori pointed to Kazuha on the side: "Of course I want to go, but I accidentally caught a cold, and then this guy Kazuha took the key out without permission......"

"Yes, yes, I went in your place, and I brought three friends with me, and said that there was a test of courage," he said, "but it's not a ghost house, and the president seems to have occasionally returned to Osaka to live before his death, so it's cleaned up and there is electricity!" ”

Seliang Zhenchun crossed his arms and asked carefully, "Is anyone there?" ”

"No, I rang the doorbell and no one answered, so I opened the door with the key and went in, the house was decorated quite beautifully, and the test of courage turned into a day trip to the mansion," He Ye smiled embarrassedly, and said nervously, "But when we were curious about what the bathroom would look like, and we went to see it together, it turned out to be ......"

"The end, the result?" Xiaolan felt an atmosphere of terror.

"There's a horrible guy with very long hair, sitting against the bathroom wall!!" He Ye said in horror, "Then the lights went out immediately, and when we were about to call the police, we heard a terrible sound of clicking, but when I was about to go out, the lights suddenly turned on again, and the person just now disappeared like that!" ”

The uncle hates ghosts and the like the most, and snorted when he heard this: "I think eighty percent of them ran away after the power outage by remote control, right?" ”

"If it was just that person who had disappeared, there would have been no need for us to come to Tokyo," Hattori said with a calm face, "and there was a piece of paper left in the bathroom that said, 'It's just my body, not words,' ......"

"Words?"

"Yes, at the beginning, the guy was leaning on the wall, and there was something carved with a knife on the tile next to his shoulder, it was three capital letters, EYE!"

"It's a few letters," He Ye nodded, "but after turning on the light, he obviously disappeared with that person, but the paper said that the words would not disappear!" ”

"Did you steal it with some other tile that didn't have a trace?"

"There are a lot of notches on the tiles underneath, but those tiles are gradually lighter in color from top to bottom, and if you don't replace them with tiles of the same color, you will notice them immediately!" And Ye emphasized.

Conan looked up cautiously and asked, "Brother Heiji, have you been to see those tiles?" ”

Hattori couldn't help it: "Although I was still cold, I told Ye to let me go and see it, so I went, but the house actually started to be rebuilt, and there were many construction workers, and I was not allowed to go in at all......

"Most people would think that they were replaced with tiles of the same color that they had prepared in advance during the few minutes of the power outage, but Mr. Wakamatsu, who was killed in Karuizawa, was also assassinated in a bathroom covered with the same tiles......

"When the body was first found, he should have written a death message in his own blood, and there were still blood stains on his fingers, obviously he had written something, but when the police came, it disappeared, and no luminol reaction was detected......

"How? Strange case, right? Hattori looked at Gao Cheng.

This kind of case, which seems to have a ghost, really began to be interested......