When night fell, after dinner, Gao Cheng lived directly with the fat man Hutian Fanji.

If the murderer is really Hutian Rongda or someone else from the Hutian family, tonight is the only chance to attack, otherwise when the police know the contents of the notebook tomorrow, they will definitely re-investigate the incident 6 years ago.

This is also his chance, because there is not enough evidence in the previous cases, and only by luring the snake out of the hole can it be fatal with one blow.

He wanted to gamble, bet that Hutian Darong would not wait, and bet that there was no problem with his reasoning.

"Detective Cheng, Chenghe," Torada Shigeru looked at Gao Cheng, who was sitting on the opposite side, uncomfortably, "What the hell is going on?" I'm sleepy......"

"Mr. Fanji," Gao Cheng slowly raised his eyelids, "do you remember how your brother died?" ”

"Remember, remember......"

"There are four sentences on Takeda Shingen's battle flag: 'It is as fast as the wind, its speed is like a forest, its invasion is like fire, and it is as immobile as a mountain'...... This is part of the Art of War in ancient China......"

Gao Cheng continued to explain in the face of Hutian Fanji's puzzled gaze.

"Mr. Yoshiro died because of a tornado, although it was just an accident, but it did face the 'wind', Mr. Yasuji buried in the mound was considered to be on the 'mountain', Miss Ayaka, who was hanged in the woods, corresponded to the 'forest', and there was still the last 'fire', and if the prisoner committed the murder according to the curse of Takeda Shingen, there must be the last 'fire'......"

"You mean?" Torada swallowed.

"That's why I didn't let you go," Gao Cheng put the notebook on the table and flipped to the diary of Yoshiro Torada, "6 years ago, Mr. Yoshiro actually heard the gunshots and saw the fire coming from the muzzle, and recently he finally couldn't bear the pressure anymore, so he discussed with Mr. Yasuji to tell the police......"

Torada's eyes widened with trembling, and Torada Yoshiro did write in the exchange diary that he heard the sound and the firelight, if it was really a gunshot......

"Brother, they weren't killed because of treasure hunting, but because of this?"

"Yes, the person who had been silent suddenly wanted to find the police, and the real murderer should also have plans to kill him, and it just so happened that your brother had an accident again......"

Gao Cheng put away the notebook again.

"The reason why he disguised himself as Takeda Shingen cursed and killed people is that I don't know who the knowers are, but the murderer probably knows it now, it's the four of you......"

"I'm sorry," the door opened a crack, and the dark figure of Tatsuei Torada appeared outside the door, his face cold, "It's 5 people now......"

"Mom?" Hutian Fanji was still immersed in Gao Cheng's reasoning, and almost didn't react, "It's so late, haven't you slept yet?" ”

"Sure enough, it's you, Mrs. Darrong."

Gao Cheng held down Hutian Fanci and stood up to meet the woman.

"You're the only one who has a chance to kill Miss Ayaka......"

"Oh?" Tatsuei Torada smiled unexpectedly, "Why? I was with everyone when Ayaka disappeared......"

"You weren't there when you went out to find someone," Gao Cheng interrupted, "You deliberately fell last, in fact, you put the unconscious Miss Ayaka on the black horse, and in order to avoid everyone finding out, you also specially covered the black coat, and then waited until you reached the woods, and then went to the place where the rope was prepared alone, and hanged Miss Ayaka from behind the big tree, the length of the rope was just enough to pull the back, and afterwards you deliberately rode behind the tree to confuse the horseshoe prints left before, as if it was impossible to commit a crime......

"Of course, Miss Ayaka also left a death message, that is, wiping the blue eyelight left at the corner of her eyes, referring to the black horse you rode, Shigeru Aoka, and the black coat that is still on the nearby tree, which also has the fragrance of Miss Ayaka......"

"Smack."

Hutian Darong clapped his hands lightly with an expressionless face: "Amazing, I really deserve to be a detective, but it's a pity that I didn't think it was too late at this time?" ”

The door was completely opened, and in addition to Tatsuei Torada, a group of strangers with torches also appeared in the courtyard, looking at Gao Cheng with a sneer.

Tatsuei Torada laughed triumphantly, took a double-barreled shotgun from the side and pointed it at the house: "You guessed the fire, so can you guess the truth 6 years ago?" Why should I shoot? To be honest, I was just trying to hurt Fei a little, so I shot this shotgun at the horse's leg, and he fell off a cliff......"

"Because of the gamble."

"Huh?"

"Mrs. Yuyi has already told me," Gao Cheng pushed the stupid fat man aside, "You set up a bet on the riding and shooting in the celebration, and you bet on 10 shots and missed, but Mr. Kai has always been all-hitting, so you will do your hands and feet in the celebration, and even deal with the Kai patrol in the preliminaries later, I'm afraid it will be Mr. Jing's turn this time......"

"That's right," Torada Rongda's smile cooled, "If you keep winning all the time, you won't be able to gamble, and you can't always do things in the celebration, of course, it's best to get the shooter injured or die directly......"

"But I still don't understand," Gao Cheng's gaze swept over the muzzle of the shotgun, "why do you even want to attack your own son?" ”

"Okay, if there is any problem, let's leave it on the road to think, after the end of here, I will get rid of the stupid woman who sneaked in to find out the cause of the teacher's death, and did not hesitate to marry Yoshiro......"

"Then I'll keep it for now."

Gao Cheng smiled and took out a wooden knife in his hand: "Don't you wonder why the police are gone?" ”

"What?"

"Bang bang bang!"

Gao Cheng's body was slightly volatile, and the moment he quickly avoided the shotgun, he almost turned into a streamer and flashed through the many villagers, destroying the fire like a decay, and at the same time, more than a dozen people also screamed and flew away.

Diagonal splitting, upward picking, cross-cutting......

The revised version of Heaven Wuxinliu can also play the mystery of swordsmanship in the world of Conan, and it is no longer something that this gang of murderers and villagers can resist, and the people behind have not even been able to see Gao Cheng's figure clearly, so they take the initiative to meet the sword moves without stagnation.

Even if it was just a wooden knife, it was as if the villagers had been killed in an instant.

Torada Tatsuei was stunned on the spot, and when he reacted to the change behind him, he wanted to shoot at Gao Cheng, but found that the shotgun didn't know when it had lost its bullets.

"How so?"

Tatsuei Torada looked at the villagers who fell to the ground in the courtyard and screamed in pain with a blank face, and pressed the trigger again and again towards Gao Cheng, who turned back from the knife.

"Ghost ...... Ghosts!! ”

Facing Gao Cheng, who was at ease, Tatsuei Torada seemed to see a blood-soaked armored samurai, and even the wooden sword had turned into a blood-stained katana.

It's Shingen Takeda......

Tatsuei Torada screamed and left the villagers and turned to flee, but was blocked in the corridor by One-Eyed Yamato and Yui Torada and his party.

Torada Naoshin's face was uplifted, and his expression was quite ugly: "How dare you do such a thing?!" How dare you? Darn!! ”

Tatsurong Torada collapsed in the field, no longer had his ferocious arrogance, and was subdued by several police officers.

Yamato Dasuke looked at Tatsuei Torada, who was hanging his head, and turned his gaze to the villains who were staggering in the courtyard, as well as Gao Cheng, who was standing in the middle of the courtyard.

Gao Cheng nodded, and walked towards Xiao Ai at the back of the crowd.

The six-year-long battle is finally over, and all the culprits have been revealed.

But Yamato Dasuke didn't see any expression on his face, for this uncle police officer, I'm afraid there was both relief and pain, after all, because of this case, not to mention his injury, his childhood sweethearts have also become wives, which is really cruel.