In the rest area of the hospital hall, Zhongyuan Xiangzhi found a window seat and sat down. There was no one around, so it was very quiet.


    Gao Cheng answers the phone call from officer Takagi. When he comes back, he sees that Jiahe has started an inquiry. It seems that it''s just an ordinary conversation, but the problem is still very sensitive.


    "We grew up together in a shelter." Zhongyuan Xiangzhi was sitting on the opposite side of the sofa with her legs together.


    "After leaving the shelter, you work in a nursing home, and Mr. Badao works in a construction company, right?"


    "Well, but three years ago, the company where Dongshu worked closed down. He said that he wanted to work in Tokyo, so I came with him."


    "The last message Mr. Badao sent was for you. After 6 o''clock last night," Jiahe said, showing his SMS photos, "is Mr. Badao looking for a job?"


    Zhongyuan Xiangzhi bowed his head: "he has been looking for it since he was expelled from the factory half a year ago..."


    "Factories? Which factory is it, please


    "Well, I''m not sure. I only know that it''s a factory that produces parts, like Jintian or Jinben..."


    "Stone metal?"


    "Yes, that''s it."


    "Do you know where he went for an interview yesterday?"


    "I don''t know. I didn''t listen to him."


    "Mr. Badao had a car accident at 9:30 last night. He talked to you on the phone before that, didn''t he? What did you say? " He continued.


    "What did you say..." Zhongyuan Xiangzhi recalled, opened his mouth, suddenly thought of something, looked away and said, "I''ll go home immediately. I''m sorry for being so busy so late... That''s the only way."


    "Is that really the only way?" Jiahe looks at Zhongyuan Xiangzhi quietly.


    "That," Zhongyuan Xiangzhi bit his lower lip, "Dongshu never did that kind of thing, he can''t kill... Such a terrible thing..."


    "Miss Zhongyuan."


    Gao Cheng interrupted: "I understand your feelings, but the police found the victim''s things in him, and he did try to escape when he was found by the patrol."


    Gao Cheng takes out a few photos of the evidence, as well as a photo of the victim Qingliu Wuming.


    "He was the head of the Department of metal manufacturing of Jinshi. He was killed at more than 9 o''clock last night. His property and briefcase were on Mr. Badao. Mr. Badao was found by police officers on patrol and was hit by a truck on the way of escape... This is the detailed process at present."


    "You mean he killed the man and took the property? Dongshu can''t do such a thing. He''s not that kind of person! " Zhongyuan Xiangzhi''s eyes gradually turned red. He held his fingers tightly and murmured, "he''s definitely not that kind of person... It must be a misunderstanding. What''s wrong..."


    "We also think there is a big doubt, so we are trying to investigate," Gao Cheng said in a soft voice. "Miss Zhongyuan, if you know anything, please tell us. It''s also for Mr. Badao''s good..."


    After leaving the hospital, Zhongyuan Xiangzhi didn''t say anything more. In the end, he only knew the only connection between the victim and the suspect.


    Gahe didn''t get discouraged. He just looked at Gao Cheng with a smile and said, "how''s it going?"


    "She must know something else," Gao Cheng said, looking back at the hospital. "There''s something like concealing the truth... But looking at her, she seems to be quite sure that Badao Dongshu won''t kill people, but for some reason, she has a little self doubt


    "I think there must have been something in the phone call made by Dongshu of Badao after the crime last night..."


    "Oh?" Jiahe said with a smile, "let her calm down for a while. Next, let''s go to the victim''s home to see the situation."


    "Are front-line officers running around like this?" Gao Cheng can''t help but ask, it''s not just them, this time the police almost formed an investigation network in the area of Nipponbashi.


    "That''s just the beginning." Gahe smiles.


    Gao Cheng suddenly misses Gao mu. In the past, when he was at the scene of the crime, if he had a need, he could almost get the clue he wanted.


    But this time, if you don''t run in person, it''s really difficult.


    And up to now, he hasn''t had a chance to actually look at the scene of the crime. Although there was a map explanation in the investigation meeting, he always felt that it was not intuitive enough.


    Qingliu family.


    When it comes to Qingliu, Gao Cheng''s mind subconsciously jumps out the name of "Qingliu zunya", which seems to be an actor.


    It has nothing to do with here, of course.


    As a minister of a large company, the victim Qingliu Wuming has three relatives, wife, daughter and a son. Because he is a high-income family, he lives in a luxurious villa in a high-end community.


    When Gao Cheng and Jiahe come over, the front of the villa is full of noisy reporters. Presumably, in the evening, the identity and background of the victim will be completely open.


    But can''t these people consider the mood of the victim''s family? It''s a sad time for the family leader to be killed


    "We are also evil guests," Jiahe squeezed the crowd into Qingliu''s house, "but in order to find out the case, there is no way."


    Because he had called in advance, the man who didn''t look very well soon invited them into the room.


    Qingliu''s living room.


    Mrs. green willow shook her head with a picture of a winter tree on Badao: "I don''t know him..."


    "Badao worked in Jinshi metal factory half a year ago."


    "Waizi would hardly talk to me about the company."


    "Does your husband often go near Nipponbashi?"


    "In fact, we don''t understand why he went there..." Mrs. Qingliu returned the photos of Badao to Gao Cheng. "Other police officers have asked before."


    "Did you notice anything?" Gahe suddenly asked the victim''s son, who was staying on one side, "was there anything unusual when I saw my father at last?"


    The victim''s son shook his head away from sight: "no..."


    When he left Qingliu''s house, he didn''t ask for any clues. Seeing that the family couldn''t hide, he didn''t know what happened to the victim.


    The relationship between the victim and his family doesn''t seem to be very close at ordinary times. He is a stubborn father and doesn''t like to talk much. Only when he mentions swimming with his son can he become good at talking.


    "Three days ago, Mr. Qingliu called xiuwenguan high school, his son''s alma mater. Looking at his son''s expression just now, he seemed to think of something," he said in a deep voice. "Let''s go to xiuwenguan high school."


    Gao Cheng has no objection. In terms of investigation, this police officer must have more experience than him.


    "This is the only way. Why do these people like to hide the truth?"


    "It''s not necessarily a bad thing," he said with a smile. "There are three kinds of lies. They are the lies to protect oneself, the lies to deceive others, and the lies to cover up others... Generally, lies are the shadows of the truth. As long as you step on them, you will get something."


    "The shadow of the truth..."


    Gao Cheng follows Jiahe honestly.


    In fact, before questioning Zhongyuan Xiangzhi, the system had already popped up the case, which was also an important event for him.


    "New participant, the Kirin wing incident." It''s another case other than Conan. There is no high IQ technique. The difficulty lies in the need to collect a lot of detailed clues, which is a test of his ability.


    Maybe it''s the biggest problem since he became a detective


    Although the suspect Badao Dongshu, who is still in a coma, has the victim''s property on his body and has also made an escape, it seems that he may be the murderer. The police just want to confirm the fact


    But he personally felt that he could not come to such a conclusion.


    Badao Dongshu may not be the real culprit, but may just pass by the scene and take away the property.


    "Officer gaga." Gao Cheng walks beside Jiahe and thinks of the way Zhongyuan Xiangzhi insists on holding back her tears.


    "Why?"


    "I don''t know why. I feel Miss Zhongyuan''s words are true. There may be some misunderstanding in this case."


    "The intuition of a famous detective?" Gahe pondered, "then investigate according to your own feelings."


    ……


    At xiuwenguan high school, Gao Cheng and Jiahe stand at the school gate together.


    The victim contacted the consultant teacher of his son''s swimming club and said that he wanted to talk to the teacher about his son qingliuyou. The teacher of the swimming club didn''t hide this. In the morning, other police came to investigate.


    "The victim was worried that he didn''t get along well with his son recently. He said he would find time to chat, and then hung up the phone..."


    "It''s not so easy to think about it," Gao Cheng said with a frown. "Is there really something wrong with it?"


    Compared with the past, this case has not seen any high intelligence crime, but it is not very smooth, especially troublesome.


    I don''t know what Conan will do if he comes here. Maybe he is no better than him


    In the evening, Gao Cheng and Jiahe return to Renxing Town, Japan, just passing a dessert shop.


    "Officer Jiahe," Gao Cheng stopped and said, "have something to eat first."


    "Welcome," a waitress entertained two people. "Would you like something to eat?"


    "A dessert... And a cup of coffee with four creamers, please."


    Gao Cheng sat down near the window and saw Jiahe staring at him. He was embarrassed and said, "every time I exercise or handle a case, I''m used to eating sweets."


    Gahe didn''t say anything. He sat directly opposite Gao Cheng and said, "I''m the same. Sweets help the brain work... But do you put four creamers in your coffee every time?"


    "Well."


    Gao Cheng looks at the time. It''s past Xiao AI''s time to go to the ceramic art classroom. He says that he may have gone home.


    "Bad... I forgot it by accident. I have to go another day..."


    "Forget?"


    "Ah, nothing," Gao Cheng said, putting a map and the victim''s information on the table. "Mr. Jiahe, the latest information found by other groups, Mr. Qingliu went to a coffee shop in Edo bridge that night, just near the scene of the murder... According to the waiter, he bought two lattes at 7:30 in the evening."


    Jiahe Wenyan nodded down the table: "that is to say, there were still people with him at that time?"“ The management officer thought it was probably Badao, "Gao Cheng nodded." he said that Badao might have been forced to be dismissed. He met the head office minister half a year later, and then he had a grudge... But there was still a problem. Badao was looking for a job that day, and it was unreasonable to carry a folding knife. "“ Indeed, "Jiahe listened," Zhongyuan Xiangzhi also said that she had never seen the knife. "“ In addition, I heard that Mr. Qingliu appeared in Renxing Town, Kibashi, Japan a few days before the incident. A gift shop remembers that he bought a spectacle box, "Gao Cheng continued." it''s the one that hasn''t been confirmed by his family. The company is in Shinjuku, and the factory is in the state. He''s training horses... I really don''t know how he came here to buy a spectacle box, Then he was killed on the other side of the Japanese bridge. " Jiahe took the map and marked several important positions: "what is Mr. Qingliu doing here?"“ Mr. Jiahe Next to a waitress saw Jiahe, surprised, "is it investigating the murder on the Japanese bridge?"“ I haven''t seen you for a long time, "Jiahe said with a smile. He seemed to be very familiar with the waitress. He picked up the photo of Qingliu Wuming and asked," have you ever seen this man? " The waitress came up to her and nodded: "I''ve been here since half a year ago. It seems that I haven''t been to Renxing town before. I asked for directions at that time."“ Half a year ago? "“ Yes, most of them come on weekends. They say that they want to eat sweets after exercise, wear light golf suits, always watch the time while looking at the map, and then take a digital camera with them to go for a walk, and not only go to one place... "It''s a reporter," Gaga sighs, "very observant..." the waitress says not very well: "I just call myself a journalist, Now I have to work here to make a living. " When the woman left, Gao Cheng took a bite of the sweet food and asked Jiahe, "girlfriend?"“ Former schoolgirls. "“ Oh Gao Cheng looks at the busy figure of the waitress on the other side and doesn''t ask much. From the information provided by the waitress, at least we know that the victim has been living in the vicinity of Nipponbashi since half a year ago, and seems to be hiding it from his family“ According to Mr. Qingliu''s family, it''s true that every weekend he goes out to play golf, which also causes Mrs. Qingliu to complain... There are only three things that his family doesn''t know. The source of the glasses case has been confirmed. Is there any connection between the digital camera and the Internet cafe membership card? " Gao Chengsi cableway: "I asked Gao Gaomu, it seems that the Internet cafe membership card was also made half a year ago... By the way, Mr. Jiahe, let''s go to the national factory tomorrow to have a look. Maybe we can find out something about the relationship between the victim and the suspect." Gahe ate and said, "well, I''ll give it to you over there." Gao Cheng stopped: "I''m going alone? But I''m not a policeman... "" it''s no use to go to the national government to investigate the factory, and take me to the police of nippongi Prefecture, right? " Of course, Kaga said, "please go there. I''ll continue to look for clues here. I''m a little concerned about what Mr. Qingliu is doing in Japan bridge."“ If you have any clues, contact them. " Gao Cheng drinks more cream coffee, thinking that he''s going to ask officer Gao mu for help again. It''s only at this time that I know the difference between the police officers of the police station and the police officers of the district. But relatively speaking, the police officers of the district must be much familiar with the district. So officer Mu will let him join the team of Jiahe? At present, it seems that this police officer Jiahe is really capable. Unlike the inland sea in Beizhong north, he is not at all able to use his brain except for his unyielding hard work and so-called intuition. I haven''t seen the inland sea for a long time, and I haven''t looked for him recently... "OK, work hard," Gao Cheng said after a sip of coffee, "the management officer will ask officer Jiahe to report..." "Hello," Jiahe grabbed Gao Cheng and asked seriously, "you haven''t reported yet?"“ What''s the problem? " Gao chengleng said, "I''m not a policeman."