At the location of the accident in Osaka, only Fukushima, a young man with a long face, came back with an umbrella, while the other two never heard from each other.


    "What? Miss Pian Tong caught fire and fell into the river and died? "


    Fukushima learned the news from the police and looked at the covered body beside him in disbelief.


    "Why did miss Pian Tong set herself on fire?"


    "How do you know that Miss Pian Tong set herself on fire?" Gao Cheng interrupted Fukushima with the photo. "No one just said that, right?"


    "Well," Fukushima said in a cold sweat, "because, because Mr. Jiateng set himself on fire, I thought..."


    Gao Cheng didn''t ask. He handed the photo to Fukushima and said, "do you know all the people here?"


    It was a group photo. In the middle, a bald old man with glasses was holding a complete dragon scroll. Behind him were three young people and a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.


    "This is..." Fukushima looked at the photo in surprise, "the two on the right are not Mr. Kato and miss Kato? Although they are very young, the one next to them seems to be Mr. Hirano. I don''t know about the other two... "


    "Mr. Hirano?"


    "It''s the initiator of this tour group. We all met on Mr. Hirano''s website. Later, we decided to travel together. He thought of that game, but he didn''t come before he started..."


    "I see."


    Gao Cheng returned the photo to officer Taki, and the details in his mind seemed to be connected into a line.


    As he thought, this case is not so simple. It''s not like a dispute over the treasure. It''s like revenge for the burnt corpse case 13 years ago.


    So, the charred corpse found a while ago is probably Hirano in the photo.


    In the past, in the killing cases of magic lovers, those people were also contacted through the Internet. The organizer had been killed at home before the incident. This time, it''s not impossible. After the killer killed Hirano, he borrowed Hirano''s identity to organize activities


    Of course, conjecture is one thing and needs to be verified carefully.


    Gao Cheng looks back, only to find that the clothing department and Conan, who have been on the side, don''t know when they are gone.


    "Pingci ran away with Conan just now," he said with a blushing face, "I think he must have known who the murderer is..."


    "Ha?"


    "Because Ping Ci''s face was in high spirits again."


    He Yehong said with a sweet smile.


    Gao Chengshun and ye said the direction to see, found that is the direction of the long face youth to the hotel.


    The two in the service department should have gone to the hotel where the tour group stayed, but will the remaining two just be in the hotel?


    After thinking about it, Gao Cheng turned to officer Taki and asked, "officer, should someone still be staring at Mr. zaowu? Can you tell me the location of the mess house? "


    "Ah?" Taki stares in surprise and asks Gao Cheng how he knows.


    Gao Cheng said with a smile: "since the police are easy to scare, it''s better to let me have a try."


    Taki hesitated: "but..."


    Gao Cheng said seriously: "it''s better than the service department. They take risks. Don''t worry, I have enough self-protection ability."


    "All right, all right." Taki Lengleng looked at young but very convincing Gao Cheng, he did not know what was going on and nodded.


    ……


    Osaka''s streets are cold and humid because of the rain. Unlike the bustle of the crime scene, there are few people on the streets.


    The service department and Conan gasped for breath and ran to the seven gun hotel where the tour group stayed. Then they ran to the street to look for people everywhere. They were anxious to see the old man with an umbrella across the road. It was not like going to tianshouge or going back to the hotel.


    Conan immediately took out the eardrop phone to call the police, but was stopped by the clothing department.


    "Don''t fight," the service department said with a smile. "The police will scare the snake when they come. Maybe they will escape again. Now we should be the only ones who can open the door to the truth!"


    "Hello, service department!"


    Conan didn''t have time to stop, so he saw the service department overtake the railings and had no choice but to keep up.


    Just after they left, a group of ferocious tall figures came out of the streets and alleys. Many strong men with big arms, round waists and strong physique, even the thin ones, all exuded a sense of danger. They would stare at Conan and their figures one after another, showing their indifference and ridicule, looking at their prey.


    In the end, the old man walked into a deserted factory. With the two men from Conan''s clothing department following him, a group of murderers were watching behind him. A man in a flowery shirt with a scar was leaning against the side of the abandoned car outside the factory. He was as tall as a man-made man, with a strong sense of pressure and cruel light in his eyes, The faces of his companions around him were full of dangerous smiles.


    Suddenly, the young man with long hair frowned and looked at the figure coming to the opposite side of the container.


    "Shh, over there." The young man tilted his head and motioned his companion to look at the visitor.


    At the age of a high school student, with a wooden knife in his hand, he walked step by step through the drizzle as if he didn''t see them


    The young man and his companions looked at each other, with fun on their faces. They came forward and stopped the young man: "boy, didn''t your mother tell you not to run around in the rain?" Gao Cheng stops, glances over the young people and a group of murderers behind him, and notices the gun handle bulging between the other party''s shirts. It seems that these people are the robber''s accomplices contacted by the old man in the bad house... His fingers are slightly tight. As the young man approaches, Gao Cheng throws out his wooden knife and swipes across the young man''s body with a shadow“ What, what? " The sarcasm on the faces of the murderers suddenly subsided, and they looked at Gao Cheng, who was waving a wooden knife. When the young man fell down straight and showed Gao Cheng''s fierce eyes, they changed their faces one after another“ I want to die“ Son of a bitch Almost at the same time when the young man fell to the ground, Gao Cheng lowered his center of gravity, stepped on the puddle, and rushed to the murderer. He saw a black pistol pointing at him, his body was like a strong wind, and his wooden knife in his hand crossed an arc again and again, passing through the crowd like lightning. Bang bang! The water drops burst and seemed to stop in mid air for a moment. At the next moment, all the robbers flew away. With Gao Cheng''s knife, he fell heavily into the drizzle and fainted. The pistol also fell to the ground In the abandoned factory, compared with the chaos outside, it is quite quiet inside. In the dark environment, there is only a fire on the third floor overhead. The old man climbed up to the third floor with the aid of a lighter, and immediately saw Osaka standing next to a barrel of fire with his eyes narrowed“ Sorry to have kept you waiting, Mr. Osaka. "“ No Keisaka grabs the back of his head and points to a section of the elevated air“ There it is, in that box... "" I see. " The old man of zaowu went to the box that Osaka said. He found that the light was dim. He couldn''t tell a lot of things by lighters alone, and there was a flashlight nearby“ Just light up with that flashlight, "he added, squinting." it''s easy to find the tiger scroll you want... "Can''t turn on the switch!" "If you turn on the flashlight, you will burn all over your body, just like Mr. Kato who is burning on the roof of tianshouge in Osaka City... Am I right, Mr. Osaka?" Zaowu and okasaka look back at the clothing department“ Is Mr. Kato surprised by... "Kuoya asked“ Yes, "the Ministry of clothing looked directly at the silent Osaka," the murderer who killed Mr. Kato and miss Kato in succession is Mr. Osaka. "