In the early morning of the next day, Gao Cheng became the first person to get up. In the early morning, he didn''t know where to find a bamboo sword to chop outside.


    Uncle Maori passed by and said, "what''s the matter with him?"


    "I don''t know."


    Conan yawned and looked at Gao Cheng sweating. It was strange.


    Although few shots show that Gao Cheng''s strength is not weak, he doesn''t really see Gao Cheng practicing sword. He just looks like he''s waiting to die. Only when he comes to work can he start to rise.


    "Well, I think it''s probably three minutes heat." After a while, uncle Maori felt bored and turned to the restaurant.


    Conan didn''t leave. He just felt strange. He asked Xiao AI, who was on the other side, "didn''t he take that wooden knife?"


    "It''s no use talking about wooden knives..."


    Xiao AI looks at Gao Cheng with a knife.


    She didn''t know what was going on. After last night, Gao Cheng seemed to be stimulated. I really don''t know what dreams she was having every day


    Maybe it has something to do with women or money. Women who are excited have become other people''s wives. Recently, they can''t earn money from their work. It''s good to vent like this.


    Be able to understand


    "Well?"


    Gao Cheng feels Xiao AI''s sight and turns black. He stops and shouts, "don''t think of anything strange!"


    ……


    At noon, Xiajiang needs to take care of the ranch, and Xiaowu drives people around Hokkaido.


    Gao Cheng was reluctant to sit in the back seat. He didn''t want to go out, but he was forced to come.


    In fact, Kendo has a small living space. It''s meaningless except for the Kendo competitions that can be seen everywhere. No matter how strong it is, it''s just a cold weapon. Now it''s the era of hot weapons. Learning Kendo is not only used to strengthen the body, but also to participate in competitions, which is far less than the ancient war era.


    That''s why he thinks it''s not necessary to continue to practice sword. Self defense is enough. Even if he has practiced Kendo for a hundred years, there are some unscientific places in Conan''s world, but he can''t really practice sword Qi and so on. A few guns will give you a breakthrough.


    It''s just


    Why was the soldier stabbed to death in the dream? Asshole!


    One more time, one more time, never die


    But last night, he didn''t dream any more. He slept soundly than ever. Since the Senyuan family incident, the dream that made him sleepy suddenly disappeared.


    It''s painful to sleep too well


    Cars driving on the coastal roads are full of rural houses. Compared with Tokyo, it is quite sparsely populated.


    "It''s different from Tokyo, isn''t it?" Xiaowu said with a smile, "when we just came to Hokkaido, we also felt that this place is vast and sparsely populated. Most people are concentrated around Sapporo, but I just like the peace here."


    "It''s very good. Ha ha, it''s also a pleasure to come to the countryside for a holiday occasionally, especially to soak in hot springs in the snow like in winter." Uncle Maori has been to Hokkaido in winter. After seeing the snow, he has a different taste in other seasons.


    "I also think it''s very good," Gao Cheng said, looking at the green mountains and the blue sea. "Every time I travel and vacation, I can come across a case. It''s rare to have a good rest this time."


    Uncle Maori snorted: "you are a good boy. You can''t come out without pulling. You should thank me..."


    "Ah," Xiaowu drove around a corner and suddenly saw the police on the beach in front of him. "Is something wrong there?"


    "Well... It seems so."


    Gao Chengshun looks at it, and his brows jump.


    The road has been surrounded by a yellow barrier, and several forensic officers near the police car seem to be collecting evidence


    Here we go again!


    "There is no doubt that it is martyrdom." A fat policeman in a beret stood by the body covered in tarpaulin.


    "Excuse me," Gao Cheng followed Uncle Maori to the scene, "what happened here?"


    "Well?" The fat policeman frowned, turned back and yelled, "Hello! Who are you? Who told you to come in? "


    "Well," Gao Cheng said, pointing to his uncle, "in fact, this is Maori Kogoro, a famous detective in Tokyo. When he saw something happened, he came to have a look..."


    "Cough." Uncle Maori cleared his throat, straightened up his chest and looked at Gao Cheng.


    "Famous detective Maori Kogoro?" Fat police looked at Uncle suspiciously, "never heard of it."


    "What?" Uncle Maori''s body was crooked, and he said in a cold sweat, "Hey, how can I not hear of it? I solved the last murder of Mr. Machida Red Crowned Crane! "


    "Oh, you mean the famous Red Crowned Crane incident? Yes, but, "said the fat policeman, looking at Uncle Maori," no matter what detective you are, there''s nothing wrong with you here. It''s just the bodies of a couple of men and women who died in love. "


    "Dying for love?"


    "Why do you say that?" Gao Cheng uncovers the tarpaulin and squats down to check the body.


    A pair of wet bodies of men and women lay side by side on the gravel beach. They tied their wrists together with a rope. It looked like they drowned in the sea together. However... The fat policeman saw Gao Cheng move the scene casually and said, "that''s what happened when they found it. Obviously, they were martyred, right?"“ Is it really martyrdom? " Gao Cheng''s line of sight sweeps over the body and stays at the mouth of men and women“ Generally drowning, the air in the lungs will be mixed with water, and the white foam will overflow from the mouth and nose, but these two people do not have such a trace. " You, "the fat policeman said in surprise," who are you? "“ I know a little bit about medicine, "Gao Cheng stood up and said," although I have to go through judicial dissection, if I guess correctly, it''s a... "" it''s a homicide. " A positive voice came from behind Gao Cheng“ "Ah?" Under the gaze of the crowd, a young man with medium length hair walked into the scene slowly“ Someone killed two people and pretended to be martyred. Is that what you want to say? " The boy''s lips were long and narrow, and he looked at Gao Cheng with deep meaning. "I heard about you on the way of traveling. Gao Cheng, a famous detective in Tokyo, is that right?" Gao Cheng also looked at the boy who looked like stinky: "who are you?"“ When I was a senior high school detective, I was a little famous in Hokkaido. " The young man chuckled and walked over Gao Cheng to the corpse: "except for the traces of the corners of his mouth, the knot that tied the wrists of the two people is also wrong, not only the direction, but also the way..." "really The fat police, who were still suspicious, trusted the youngsters and allowed them to make a convincing analysis“ According to this judgment, "the young man stood with a relaxed face," the third person killed two people first, then disguised as a martyrdom event. As long as there is water in the lungs, we can know. The next thing we have to do is to find out the identity of the two people. "“ I see, "the fat policeman said happily." thank you so much, Shijin. "“ Hum, it''s nothing. It''s just an ordinary case. " Young people don''t think so“ Damn it Until he left the scene of the incident, uncle Maori was always indignant. "We found out the problem first. What''s the good air of that boy?"“ It''s not us. It''s me, uncle. " Gao Cheng''s mouth is curled. I have to say that the high school detective is very powerful, at least much better than uncle. Conan''s world is really a world of detectives, but he doesn''t know much about other detectives and has never communicated with them. Most of them work in their home city of Tokyo and compete with Uncle Maori for a little fame.