"Brother Joto ......"

Mitsuhiko's face was frightened, and he pulled Gao Cheng in a trembling voice: "I saw it...... Just now I heard a strange sound in the kitchen, and I—I took a sneak peek, and it turned out that this old woman was sharpening a pointed kitchen knife with a blood-red handle, and her hair was disheveled, and she looked like a ghost!! ”

"Huh?" The old man craned his neck and looked back at Mitsuhiko, "What stupid things are you talking about?" You don't think I'm a mountain demon mother-in-law, right? ”

Gao Cheng asked, "The old woman was in the kitchen just now?" ”

"I'm in the kitchen, yes, but I just can't sleep and look at it......"

"Liar, deceive, I saw with my own eyes that the old woman was sharpening her knife with a scary expression......"

Mitsuhiko didn't dare to face the old man face to face, and hid behind Gao Cheng in fright.

"That big sister might be ......"

"Impossible, Mitsuhiko," Gao Cheng shook his head and looked at the corpse of the eldest lady, "Judging from the wound, the murderer attacked from behind, unless Miss Akane was squatting in the rain at the time, the murderer should be taller than Miss Akane...... And the old woman's clothes and shoes are not wet......"

After a pause, Gao Cheng turned to the temperament man who came back after washing his hands.

As the first to find the temperament of the man is the most suspicious, everyone found the entrance because of the temperament man's shouting, and there was a minute or two of time, but at that time there was no knife or other murder weapon in the temperament man's hand, it was raining all the time, but there were no footprints around, that is to say, there was no way to take the murder weapon away.

The temperament man was a little flustered by Gao Cheng: "What, what's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing," Gao Cheng shook his head and asked, "Mr. Lairen, why are you on the scene?" ”

"Ah, this," explained the temperament man, "I was about to go to the bathroom on the first floor, so I got there before everyone else......"

About 50 minutes or so, several police cars stopped in front of Tanaka's house through the heavy rain, and the policemen in raincoats hurriedly ran into the house.

"Oh, Detective Joto, we're meeting again so soon," Yamamura said in surprise in his voice, "Why don't you tell me first when you come to Gunma Prefecture?" ”

"Let's hurry up and get the case, Officer Yamamura."

Gao Cheng's forehead jumped darkly.

The last thing I want when I go to Gunma Prefecture is to deal with this guy.

"Well, that's right," Yamamura said, taking out the police handbook in a decent manner, "So, can you please tell us about the specific situation first?" ”

Gao Cheng has no intention of interfering for the time being, the suspicion in his heart is only suspicion after all, and the police need to investigate clearly and find the murder weapon first.

He had already been to the bathroom just now, and he had roughly searched everywhere, but he didn't find anything suspicious, so he couldn't be sure that the temperamental man had hidden the murder weapon.

Recalling the situation at the time of the crime, Gao Cheng walked to the side and recorded it with a pen and paper.

Until now, he didn't have Conan's ability to remember in an instant, but he could still catch a lot of clues about the crime scene, especially when the body was found.

At that time, there were only 3 kinds of footprints outside the house, the victim Miss Qian, the temperament man and Conan, and there were only footprints leaving the entrance, plus from the perspective of time, the temperament man had no chance to go back to the house to hide the murder weapon......

"In other words," Yamamura summed up after counting his confession, "At about 4 o'clock this morning, I suddenly heard a woman's screams outside, and everyone ran over to see that this woman's neck was cut open by a sharp weapon and fell into the rain......"

"The victim's name is Da Ting Qian, 25 years old, and she is the daughter of the president of a financial club...... The first person to discover it was Mr. Andalai......"

Yamamura used a pen to point the handbook.

"Did you see any suspicious people when you arrived?"

The temperament man said: "No, it was still very dark at that time......

"By the way, are you all from this family? What is the relationship with the victim......

"No, no, Miss Akane is our customer, we drove to the mountains to do forest bathing, but we got lost and came here to spend the night......"

"Customer?"

"Yes," the long-haired man Kagawara replied, "We're just hostesses that Miss Xiaoqian is familiar with......"

"Oh, the hostess......"

Yamamura Cao continued to record on the handbook, then turned to Gao Cheng with a group of children, paused, and looked directly at the old woman.

"Then the old woman is Yamada ...... who called the police"

"It's Tanaka," the old man snorted, "My name is Tanaka Iwae!" ”

"Oh, yes, yes," Yamamura laughed, "I have memorized the information of the policeman...... So, Ms. Tanaka, are you the only one living here? ”

"There used to be a big family of more than a dozen people, but since my grandson left 10 years ago, I'm the only one left."

"That's ......"

The mountain village was about to leave after recording the information, and Yuan Tai was speechless for a while.

"Is this guy reliable......?"

"yes, you haven't asked us yet."

"This," Yamamura said with a slight sweat, "it should be the same as before, and he happened to be involved in this case, right?" I want to think about it, could it be that I got lost with the help of a night or something? ”

"We had a flat tire on our way to camp," Ayumi began, "and asked Grandma to let us take advantage of the night." ”

"But a little earlier than those guys......"

"So that's it," Yamamura grinned at Gao Cheng and said, "It's not strange to see Detective Joto, we all say that Detective Joto is possessed by something dirty...... No, the Castle Detective should be a hellbringer who specializes in dealing with dirty things......"

Gao Cheng looked at the mountain village with black lines on his head, and the more he talked, the more outrageous he became.

"Officer Yamamura, did you find any clues?"

"Our people are still looking outside," Yamamura coughed lightly, "According to your statement, it was raining heavily at the time of the crime, and we could already leave footprints, but we have searched around this house and near the entrance, and it seems that there are no other footprints, and the murder weapon cannot be found......"

Yamamura said and looked at Gao Cheng in agreement: "In my opinion, the prisoner and the murder weapon should still be in this house, right, Detective Chenghu?" ”

"Wait, wait," the long-haired man said in surprise, "Detective Joto...... It can't be the famous Tokyo detective, right? ”

"That's it!" Yamamura said proudly, "Don't look at the detectives of the castle who always encounter cases, but every case can be solved by him quickly, and the prisoner will definitely not be able to escape......"

"Hey," the long-haired man said stiffly in the face of the mountain village's scrutinizing gaze, "You don't suspect us, do you?" ”

"That's what it looks like at the moment......

"Officer Yamamura!" A police officer in a raincoat rushed back and said "there was a car with a flat tire in the forest opposite, and everything on the roof of the car had fallen out......"

"It's our car."

Gao Cheng asked for a raincoat, hurriedly put on his shoes and followed the police to the woods.

A hole in the tarpaulin that had been tied to the roof of the car leaked, and a tent and tools wrapped in it also fell out, and the police were checking a saw and machete, which were put away as evidence by the way.

Gao Cheng first checked the loose rope, and then looked at a hammer on the ground.

The rope should not be loose naturally, and when he took the quilt, he carefully confirmed that it was indeed fastened, and a heavy rain did not have the ability.

However, because he was going to cook curry, several kitchen knives were put together in his duffel bag, and all that was left was a big thing like a saw knife and a machete, which did not match the wound on the neck of the victim, Miss Qian.