As night falls, the bustling streets of Tokyo are bustling with traffic.

In an unobtrusive alley, flames burned, reflecting a long figure.

It was a long-haired man in a long trench coat and a baseball cap, with deep-set eyes and a scruffy beard that looked like a wanderer.

"Hmph, there is still one place left, and then the night before the festival will be completed, and then the red lotus flame will burn this corrupt city...... Start a big carnival ......"

The man walked out of the alley with a grim face and a twisted smile.

"Huh?" Ayumi stood in front of the Kamen Superman toy machine at the entrance of the alley in a sundress, and watched in amazement as the man stopped a taxi and left. "Ayumi?" Mrs. Yoshida walked out of the store and saw Ayumi in a daze and shouted, "What are you doing there?" ”

"Ah, Mommy......"

"Alright, let's go back."

……

"Is there a series of arsons in Tokyo?"

The next day, on the third floor of the Chenghu Detective Agency, Gao Cheng picked up a newspaper with his head on the chicken nest: "This is a matter of the police, and it has nothing to do with me, right?" ”

"With yesterday's one, there are already five pieces," Gray Yuan said as he walked out of the kitchen, yawning lightly and curling his eyelids, "The manager of that store wanted to entrust you with finding the arsonist because of the fire damage...... Besides, I don't know if it's because of who broke the pitching machine, and the office is starting to struggle again. ”

"I'll just do it," Gao Cheng coughed lightly, carefully reading the news reports, "But then again, even the police can't do anything, there are no clues at all......"

"The clues are already there," Gray Hara said flatly, "Ayumi said in the morning that she saw the suspect last night, and now she is planning to go to the Metropolitan Police Department with everyone." ”

"When did you say that?" Gao Cheng looked confused.

"Just when somebody sleeps." Gray Yuan stared straight at Gao Cheng.

Gao Cheng smiled irretrievably and quickly began to take care of his clothes.

If you're not meeting with a client, you don't have to dress too formally, but you still need to pay attention to your image, comb your messy hair, and then tie a tie.

I looked in the mirror and felt a lot more energetic.

As always, the usual but uneventful morning is about to start at work again.

After all, men have to earn money to support their families......

At the Metropolitan Police Department, Ayumi and his entourage found Officer Sato to take a confession, and Gao Cheng stood aside like a guardian, and Gray Yuan was still yawning again and again.

Gao Cheng was stunned: "What's wrong?" So sleepy......"

Gray Yuan glanced at Gao Cheng: "Get up early in the morning to wash clothes, and you have to deal with entrusted cases, of course you are sleepy." ”

"Then let's end this case quickly."

Gao Cheng listened intently to Ayumi's description, and Sato, who was on the other side, drew the prisoner's appearance according to Ayumi's description.

"It looks a bit like a fox," Ayumi recalled, two fingers up to the corners of her eyes, "it's still like this, with your eyes hanging up!" ”

"Fox Eyes, ......"

The image of a prisoner vaguely appeared in Gao Cheng's mind.

On a hot day, he was wearing a long coat, gloves, a hat, and the smell of gasoline on his pants, and his long messy hair pressed under the brim of his hat, and his fox-like face smiled strangely......

According to Ayumi, this person appeared in the alley near the fire scene last night, and it was a strange uncle who said strange things, and he should be the arsonist.

With these characteristic clues, it should not be difficult for the police to search for them, but the scope is still too large, and it is not known where the arsonist will appear next......

Officer Sato drew a portrait and happily showed it to everyone: "Isn't that what it looks like?" Do I draw like it? ”

When Gao Cheng saw the portrait for the first time, he was almost frightened by Sato's handwriting, and the image that came to his mind collapsed.

"Yes, is that so?"

"Not at all like ......," Ayumi shook her head in annoyance.

Yuan Tai, who was in high spirits, suddenly collapsed his face: "It's so ugly." ”

"It's like a child's graffiti."

"Isn't there anyone else who draws better?"

"What can I do?" Sato blushed and said, "Mr. Shinogawa, who specializes in portraits, has taken a leave of absence today with a cold!" ”

Gao Cheng smiled bitterly: "I think, let's go to the scene of that alley, maybe I can find other clues." ”

"It's okay," Sato said helplessly, putting down his sketchpad, "I happened to be going to a place today." ”

"By the way?"

At an intersection in 4-chome, Kakuto-cho, two cars were parked on the side of the road one after another, one by Officer Sato's car and the car by Officer Shiratori, who came with him.

Gao Cheng glanced at Shiratori and Takagi, who had followed him without permission.

What the hell are these two guys doing here? It's just an arson case......

"Then again, does a search lesson also care about arson?"

"Haha," Takagi said with a smile, "Actually, someone was killed near the scene of the fourth arson, although there is no evidence, but it is likely that the deceased was killed because he witnessed the gangsters setting the fire......

"Really?"

Gao Cheng looked at Officer Sato, who seemed to be worshipping at the intersection, and specially placed a bouquet of flowers on the ground.

Takagi, this guy, in the final analysis, is because of Officer Sato, after all, Officer Sato is a police flower, and his heroic appearance is indeed very attractive......

"I remember," Shiratori suddenly looked at Officer Sato in worship, "Today is the death day of her father, Officer Sato Justice, yes, it was on this day that he died in the line of duty......

"Eighteen years ago today, Officer Masayoshi Sato was hit by a truck at this intersection while he was chasing the robbers, and unfortunately, the ambulance arrived too late that day due to heavy rain, and I heard from the Twilight Police Department that he died in front of his family who rushed to the hospital......"

"Does Officer Sato have such a past?" Gao Cheng also looked at Officer Sato, who was quietly squatting on the side of the road to worship, and somehow he was in a trance.

The memories of the original owner's past have always been quite vague, mostly the time he lived with his grandfather, and the only impression of his parents is that he died in a car accident.

Still, he could vaguely feel the pain in his heart.

"Joto." Gray Plains pulled up the corners of the ready-to-wear.

"Huh?" Gao Cheng came back to his senses and found that Officer Sato had finished the worship and talked to Takagi about the case of his father's sacrifice eighteen years ago.

"How?" Gray Yuan looked at Gao Cheng, his eyes fluctuated slightly, "Do you remember the past?" ”

"Nothing." Gao Cheng smiled and gathered his thoughts.

Let's go and worship another day......

"I still thought about it when I was a kid," Officer Sato exhaled lightly, half-jokingly, "if someone solves the riddle and arrests the robber, what would I do for him to fulfill his wish......"

"Wish?"

"Any?"

Takagi and Shiratori were both stunned at the same time, swallowing nervously and thinking hard.

Gao Cheng groaned and touched his chin and said, "If I untie it...... Is it okay to ask for anything? ”

"Huh?" Sato was stunned, and Zhigo smiled, "Of course you can, but ......"

"Then it's okay to eat together, right?"

Gao Cheng scratched the back of his head, and suddenly felt that the temperature around him had dropped a little, as if he was stared at by two pairs of murderous eyes, and when he turned around and saw Takagi and Shiratori with a rough nose, he quickly changed his words and said, "I mean, please have a meal together......

"One meal is too little," Motota said drooling, "I want a thousand servings of eel rice, is that okay?" ”

Ayumi also looked around Sato expectantly: "I want to try the feeling of living in a tropical paradise castle!" ”

Mitsuhiko followed: "I just need a ticket to the International Space Station!" ”

"Good, good."

Sato smiled bitterly and didn't say anything, and Gray Yuan next to him couldn't help but speak: "I want the latest leather bag from PRADA." ”

Conan said excitedly, "Can I ask for a ticket to this World Cup?" ”

"Hey, Hey, ......"

Gao Cheng's eyebrows jumped.

Is this guy still lacking this money? Yusaku Kudo's gold card is still there, how many tickets are enough to buy?