"Mr. Maori, what a drink!"

"It's been awarded, it's been awarded."

Uncle Maori asked for the cheapest room on the corner of the second floor, which happened to be next to Gao Cheng's room, and as soon as he came, he was drunk and noisy with the mountain village.

"In this way, that imposter is no match at all," Yamamura clapped his hands drunkenly and complimented, "If you don't do it well, you can see a good show today." ”

"Hey, you'll see!"

"Really." Gao Cheng leaned on the side of the bed, speechless and listened to the laughter coming from next door.

It's already dark, and Uncle Maori and the rookie cops are still drinking.

"I didn't go home and ran to this place, what the hell are you here for?" Gao Cheng said helplessly.

Xiao Ai held a notebook to check the information on the Internet, and said lightly: "Didn't you come here because you heard that an unknown corpse was found?" ”

"That's right, but the innkeeper is looking for Uncle Maori...... I can't even interfere with an outsider......"

Gao Cheng dragged his chin and thought, "By the way, maybe you can ask that rookie officer about the situation first." ”

In the next room, Uncle Maori and Yamamura were still drinking, Xiaolan was sitting unhappily on the side drinking drinks, and Conan was sitting by the window looking out.

"Detective Joto?" When Yamamura Cao saw Gao Cheng enter the house, his tongue knotted and said, "Do you want, do you want a drink?" ”

"No need," Gao Cheng secretly wiped his cold sweat, "Officer Yamamura, you should still be on duty, right?" Drinking so much ......"

"No, it's okay," Yamamura laughed as he raised his glass, "I'll only have a few drinks...... Right, Mr. Maori? ”

Uncle Maori burped: "That's right." ”

Xiaolan slammed down the cup and complained to Gao Cheng, "They've already drunk most of the box!" ”

"No wonder ......"

Gao Cheng sat down at the table with his hand, looked at the mountain village who might get drunk at any time, and hurriedly asked, "Officer Mountain Village, can you tell me more about the nameless corpse this time?" ”

"Oh, that man," Yamamura said in a daze, "Didn't you just ask the clerk who found the body?" It is said that it was found when the employee came back from a trip to pick wild vegetables...... But then again, the deceased had car keys on him, but he didn't have a driver's license, he had cigarettes but no lighters, and so on...... And it's strange that he died in the summer, and he was wearing a sweater......"

As he spoke, Yamamura Cao fell asleep directly on the dining table, and looked high into black lines.

"Officer Yamamura!"

"I said the castle boy," Uncle Maori burped with a tie around his head, "and it's useless to ask, this is just an ordinary suicide." ”

Gao Cheng had a headache and looked at Uncle Maori who was full of alcohol: "Uncle, do you know what's going on?" ”

This old drunkard, this is even less like an ordinary suicide......

"I asked on the way here," the uncle said disapprerovingly, "I heard from the mountain village police officer that the deceased's hiking bag contained fresh milk and red bean bread, and the expiration date was exactly four years ago in July, and there was a receipt from a nearby convenience store in his wallet, and the deceased had a rope around his neck and a broken branch tied to the rope around him......

"It's obvious that the deceased must have broken a branch after hanging himself, and it's not surprising that people here used to commit suicide in the forest before the summer vacation."

"That's why it's strange," Gao Cheng rubbed his eyebrows and said, "First of all, how can you wear a sweater in summer, something that has cigarettes but no fire, and a car key but no driver's license......"

Uncle Maori was speechless and snorted: "What is this, the person who wants to commit suicide, who knows what he will think?" ”

Gao Cheng continued to ask: "But uncle, weren't you approached by the boss to investigate the man in red?" A person who came here to store his suitcase in the autumn of 5 years ago will commit suicide a year later in the summer? ”

"Stupid, didn't he say that even if he died, he would come back and get it? That's why the innkeeper asked me to solve this mystery! Uncle Maori lit a cigarette with some annoyance and looked back out of the room, "The key should be that suitcase...... But that guy is really slow, he hasn't started reasoning for so long......"

Xiaolan complained: "I can't imagine that imposter has already run away, wouldn't it be nice to go to him just now?" ”

"I don't think I'm leaving," Conan said, keeping an eye out of the window, "and no one seems to have left the hotel yet." ”

The uncle shook and stood up: "No way, I'll go and scold that impostor......"

"No, no!" As he spoke, there was a sudden shouting and noise in the aisle, and the clerk Pu Chuan ran over in a panic, "Mr. Policeman!" Big things are wrong! ”

"What's wrong?" Uncle Maori said confusedly, "Has the reasoning begun?" ”

"No," said several staff members anxiously, "the Maori detective seems to have hanged himself in his room!" ”

"What do you say?! I—I hanged myself? Uncle Maori woke up most of the time in an instant, and it took a while to realize that he didn't say himself, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"Anyway, let's go over and have a look, Mr. Policeman?" Pu Chuan looked into the room and noticed Yamamura who was sleeping, "Mr. Policeman!" ”

"Huh?" Yamamura opened his eyes in a daze, "Mr. Maori committed suicide?" ”

……

In room 209, Gao Cheng followed everyone through the entrance into the living room, and found that the imposter before was hanging on the beam between the paper doors in the bedroom, with a belt around his neck, his face was terrible and scary, and he was staring at him.

There was an overturned Go board at the foot of the corpse, a coat thrown aside, and a briefcase on a table under the chandelier with a key in it.

Not long ago, he came here and knocked on the door, and the victim responded at that time, and the time of the murder should have been about half an hour......

Gao Cheng glanced around, thought about it, squatted to the entrance and touched the tatami mats, and found that there were still wet marks, as if someone had walked in with wet feet.

It's too strange to think about suicide, and there is a high probability that he will kill him......

"Huh? Is he an impostor? The innkeeper next to him already knew the true identity of Uncle Maori, and they were quite surprised.

"Is this true?"

"That's right," Yamamura affirmed, "that person is just a fake Mori detective, and this one is the real Detective Mori Kogoro!" ”

"I see," the clerks said in hindsight, "no wonder I always thought I had seen him somewhere!" ”

"I'm sorry, because we haven't seen you in person, so that's why we ......"

"Ahem, ahem!" Uncle Maori put his hands behind his back, straightened his chest and coughed heavily, turned to the briefcase on the table and said, "Let's see what is in this suitcase first, this guy must have some purpose by pretending to be me." ”

"That's right."

"The key is still in the keyhole."

Yamamura twisted the key and opened the suitcase, only to find a sports newspaper with a front page of sumo wrestling coverage.

Uncle Mori looked at the front page in amazement: "This was the September issue of five years ago, and I remember that this Akagi Maru won for the first time in 18 years, so the report was very detailed, but he retired four years ago due to a serious injury...... Strange, why do you have such a thing in your briefcase? ”

"Something seems to be in the newspaper?"

Yamamura was attracted by some falling black lines when Uncle Maori was flipping through the newspaper, and pulled in confusion, and suddenly all the black lines fell out.

"Mom! It's hair! ”

Yamamura held the long hair that fell out of the newspaper in horror, and Xiaolan behind him screamed in fright, hugging Conan tightly in fear.

"What a fuss," Uncle Maori said calmly, "it's just hair added to the newspaper." ”

"But, but these hairs are so long!"

Yamamura's voice trembled: "Is this murder the curse of the long-haired man in red who died four years ago?" ”

"Humph!" Uncle Maori complained, "If the curse really kills people, won't the police and detectives have nothing to eat?" I see, eighty percent of the man in red and this mustache pretending to be me made a bet five years ago based on the development of Akagi Maru a year later, and then the long-haired man gave the key to the mustache after depositing the box, saying that his answer was in the briefcase, and he would come back to open the box in a year......"

"This is a homicide incident," Gao Cheng suddenly walked over to interrupt Uncle Maori, looked at the long hair and said, "Within half an hour, someone killed the deceased in a rather hasty manner. ”

"Huh?"

The mountain village and his entourage looked at Gao Cheng one after another: "He, he killed?" ”

"Look at these hairs," Gao Cheng said, clutching his long hair, "and there are also permed and dyed, and they are wet to the touch...... I am afraid that I picked it up in the bathhouse and stuffed it in the newspaper, and the evidence is that there are wet footprints on the tatami mat at the entrance of this room. ”

"Really," Yamamura touched the tatami mat at the door, "and someone else has come in!" ”

Gao Cheng turned to the hotel staff and asked, "Who was the first to find the body?" ”

"Yes, it's me," the boss said wiping his sweat, "because Mr. Maori...... This impostor hasn't moved, so I thought I'd come and see it, but I didn't expect this to happen......"

Gao Cheng continued to ask, "Who has been to the bathhouse during this time?" ”

"This ......" the boss looked embarrassed, "we don't know very well......

"I've been," Lan recalled, "Speaking of which, when I went to the bathhouse to take a shower, there was still a clean sign hanging outside the door. ”

"Sweeping? Cleaning the bathhouse so early? ”

"No, we usually clean in the middle of the night."

The innkeeper resignedly looked at Gao Cheng, who was wearing a baseball cap and contemplating.

"Well, is this also Mr. Officer?"

"I just happened to be passing by," Gao Cheng walked over to the corpse with his hands in his hands, his eyes swept over the hotel staff, "It should have happened that someone deliberately hung a cleaning sign outside the women's bathhouse to make it impossible to enter, and then picked up a large handful of long hair at the drain and came back here." ”

Yamamura wondered, "But why do you want to do this?" ”

"I guess I want to disrupt the police search," Gao Cheng analyzed, "The reason why the tatami mats got wet shows that the murderer acted in a hurry, probably wearing socks and going straight to the bathhouse, and then going back here directly......

The innkeeper looked at Gao Cheng in surprise: "...... the murderer?"

"The murderer knew in a hurry where the cleaning card was kept, so it was very likely that he was among the staff of the hotel."

Gao Cheng turned to the hotel people seriously: "For the time being, I am not sure if there is only a five-year-old newspaper in the suitcase, so it is necessary to carefully check your personal belongings." ”

The boss swallowed his spit: "You, who are you?" ”