At the Songjiang police station in Shimane County, members of the Lianju club were gathered in the conference room for investigation. Gao Cheng and Conan went to the aisle to contact yongjiunan, a friend who met with Niu Hui yesterday.


    "Yes, I''d like to ask you something about Mr. Niu Hui... Besides recording stock information in his notebook, did Mr. Niu Hui write anything else yesterday?"


    "Well," said yongjiushounan, "yesterday we talked about haiku, and then I made a sentence. Mr. Niu Kui was very happy to hear that and wrote it down in his notebook immediately. I remember it was," one day, father and daughter will be able to visit the flower temple together. "


    "Thank you."


    Gao Cheng put away his mobile phone, turned to Conan and said, "next, let''s take separate actions. I''ll take charge of the garden art museum, yuezhao temple, Yanjian rope hand and the county art museum. I''ll give it to you."


    "Good."


    Tiffany garden art gallery.


    After Gao Cheng got off the bus, he arrived at the place where he made sentences in the morning.


    According to Ji mingliangjie, I read a piece of "window of deer" in the art museum and was inspired to write a poem that "all the gods of heaven and earth gather here only for the window of deer".


    However, the most important thing is the alibi of the crime. After all, one morning is enough time for the murderer to come back here


    "This gentleman," the staff member nodded after seeing the photo provided by Gao Cheng, "I still have some impression, because he stood in front of the fountain in the English garden for a long time, talking to himself as if he was writing haiku."


    "Do you remember the time?"


    "It seems to be around 11 o''clock."


    "Eleven o''clock?"


    Gao Cheng went to the fountain and frowned. He noticed that there were three round holes in the soil of the nearby flower garden, arranged in a triangular pattern, which was very inconspicuous.


    The time of the crime is around 10 o''clock. Even if the garden art museum is the farthest from Songjiang City, it still has enough time to go back and forth. Zhui mingliangjie does not have sufficient alibi.


    What''s more suspicious is why, after reading window of deer, he went out to the fountain to write poems. There are also three strange round holes, which look like traces of a fixed tripod


    Salt see rope hand, Wu house, student like Chuankou water city, said he had been staying in the lounge from 10 to 11 o''clock, and wrote a poem in the lounge, "the sun is beautiful and the wind is gentle, the maple and the red are gorgeous.".


    Conan rushed into the courtyard and found the only maple tree, but found a tree separated from the rest room.


    "There''s no maple tree in the lounge..."


    Songjiang police station, Gao Cheng and Conan meet again.


    "That is to say, is Miss Chuankou lying?"


    "Yes," Conan nodded. "As for the county art museum, no one remembers Mr. Lizi."


    "I went to yuezhao temple to ask the abbot. At about 11 o''clock today, the abbot saw Mr. bamuze thinking all the time in front of the stone turtle," Gao Chengsi cableway, "Mr. Jiming was seen by the staff at about 11 o''clock..."


    "What? Are you going to continue to hold the conference? " Uncle Maori''s cry of surprise suddenly came from the conference room.


    "Yes," he explained, "the police will continue to investigate, and we also want to take this opportunity to commemorate Mr. Niu Hui... Mr. Maori, would you like to join us?"


    "Me?" Uncle Maori, Xiao Huzi turned up and waved his hand, "I''d better forget it..."


    "Uncle, you can join," Conan echoed. "Aren''t you the first detective in Japan?"


    "Japan, Japan first?" Uncle was poked to the heart, floated to see Gao Cheng, immediately coughed, "this, ok..."


    "Detective of the city..."


    "I''ll forget it, ha ha," Gao chengti picked up Conan like a chicken. "Let this boy replace me."


    "Ah?" Ando and others wiped their sweat one after another, "but..."


    "Don''t worry," Gao Cheng said with a smile, "this kid is very powerful. He can even fly a plane."


    Conan stinks and stares at Gao Cheng: I knew it would be like this. Is it really good to use others as a shield


    "By the way anyway," Gao Cheng went to the corner and patted Conan on the shoulder, whispered, "you also want to find out the murderer at the Lianju meeting, don''t you?"


    "Well," said Conan angrily, "remember, you owe me one."


    "I see."


    Gao Cheng shakes his head and suddenly feels a line of sight behind him. He suddenly turns around and looks at the people who are walking out of the meeting room one after another.


    "What''s the matter?" Conan went to the side and looked down at the crowd. "Do you know who the killer is?"


    "If it''s just speculation, I do have a candidate."


    Gao Cheng quietly looks at the back of Lianju meeting.


    "The technique is not brilliant, just lack of key evidence..."


    "Is it?" Conan mouth up, "it seems that you and I think the same, the murderer is he should be right."


    ……


    When Gao Cheng and Songjiang police came to the white sand Hotel, a red carpet had already been laid on the open space in the middle of the courtyard lawn. Even the congregation sat around, and there was a small pool surrounded by stones. It looked very elegant.


    Uncle Maori frowned and listened to Ando''s explanation of the rule. It seemed that he had regretted his quick talk


    "We''re going to take a 14 sentence sentence by sentence approach this time," Ando said, "because there are two beginners. In order to make it easier for Mr. Maori and Conan to join, we''re going to take the suffix approach. As long as we abide by a few basic rules, others can play freely


    "First of all, let''s start with the five seven five sentence, and then alternate the seven seven sentence with the five seven five sentence. The first two sentences should pay special attention to the words at the end of the sentence. The next sentence can add different descriptions, such as spring, summer, autumn and winter. There must be one sentence chanting the moon, two or three sentences used to express feelings. As for the 13th sentence, we must taste flowers, The last sentence is to make a perfect ending with Yongchun. "


    "Gudong." Uncle Maori swallowed his saliva and looked completely ignorant.


    I didn''t hear a word. Damn it, why do you want to promise


    Uncle can''t help looking at Gao Cheng, who is talking to the police on the other side, with a cold sweat on his forehead.


    "Still no weapon found?" Gao Cheng and Songjiang criminal police stood at the side of the courtyard together, "what about the witness? No one in Songjiang city saw them? "


    "Our police have asked carefully," said an Lai, a criminal police officer in Songjiang. "There were no people at the scene of the accident, and the bus drivers had no impression of them."


    "So..."


    Gao Cheng looks back at the people in the middle of the courtyard.


    The key is to find out why Chuankou Shuicheng lies


    "Although everyone''s sentences are good," Ando said in the Lianju book, "today, for the sake of Mr. Niu Kui, I''d like to use his poem" cool autumn, if I have no wind and frost in my life "as the starting sentence... Who will make the threatening sentence next?"


    Uncle Maori was stunned and said, "what is a threatening sentence?"


    "It means the second sentence. It has to be the same season as the chant..."


    "I''ll do it."


    He raised his hand, looked at the poem he had written on the note and said, "the trees are thick and quiet, and the fruits are sonorous... How about this sentence?"


    "This sentence really has the effect of connecting the past and the future," Ando said in a comment, which was recorded in the Lianju book. "Now let''s invite bamuzawa to pick up..."


    "All right."


    Bamuzawa picked up the note, thought about it and began to write: "the third sentence I made is" the moon is bright, the wind is high, and the vampires are unscrupulous "...."


    "Ah?" Uncle Maori said with a silly eye, "is it OK to write poetry like this?"


    Ando said with a smile: "yes, the more unexpected the third sentence is, the better the effect will be. This kind of material is very unique..."


    Gao Cheng''s eyelids collapsed.


    How do you feel that this sentence is very groundless, plus uncle Maori is here, I feel that the grade is very low.


    But


    Gao Cheng looks at Conan, who seems to be composing sentences.


    The notebook of the victim Niu Kui should have been torn off by the murderer. That''s right, and it seems that it''s because of the poem Niu Kui intends to use today.


    If the murderer is such people as Lianju Hui, it''s very possible to use it. The key is whether Conan can get it out at this Lianju meeting.


    It''s just that I still don''t know what Niu Kui''s index finger means. Of course, it can''t be referring to the bamboo forest. It''s fair to say that it''s pointing to the direction of the Wujia house where Chuankou Shuicheng is located. Moreover, Chuankou Shuicheng just lied.


    In addition, the fingertips stained with blood seem to have touched something


    wait.


    Gao Cheng once again looks at the people who follow the sentence, and his eyes stay on Ji mingliangjie.


    If we say that the deceased is not referring to something, but simply erecting a finger, it is more likely. After all, the message of pointing to the direction is really mindless and not intuitive.


    Since Mr. Niu Kui is a member of Lianju society, maybe it has something to do with Lianju.


    Gao Cheng goes to the back of Ando Riko, who presides over the Lianju meeting, with both hands in his hands, and looks down at the sentences that the people are answering.


    "How''s it going?" Ando Riko said with a smile, "is detective Chenghu interested in trying it?"


    "Well, next time."


    Gao Cheng looks at the books beside him, including a dictionary like book as well as an introduction to sentences.


    "Teacher Lizi, what is this book?"


    "Well, this is a dictionary of nouns. It''s specially used in conjunction..."


    "Is it the material used in the conjunction?"


    Gao Cheng flipped through the dictionary quickly. When he turned to clothes, shoes and hats, he suddenly stopped on a page to introduce the content of climbing shoes.


    In a word, he is also wearing a pair of climbing shoes, but it doesn''t seem to have anything to do with the case


    "Well?" Gao Cheng''s eyes once again scanned the Lianju recorded by Ando. All the sentences made by Ji mingliangjie were clear at a glance. The seventh word in the seventh sentence, the ninth word in the ninth sentence, the eleventh word in the eleventh sentence... The Lianju was full of provocation. He pointed out "the murderer is me" directly in the Lianju. Gao Cheng closed his eyes and flashed all the sentences in his mind. Garden Art Museum, yuezhao temple... The scene of the Songjiang City incident, and even the speeches of the people gathered together... The clues are still not enough. The police are too slow to find anything. Can''t go on like this... "Detective Chenghu," officer anlai asked in a low voice, "what do you find?"“ Still can''t find any useful clues... "Gao Cheng puts down the dictionary and turns to the people who seem confused“ Miss Kawaguchi, did you really think about it in the lounge of Wu''s house? "“ Yes, yes. " The water city of Chuankou is tight“ But Conan has been there. "Gao Cheng''s eyes are slightly heavy." you can''t see the maple tree from the rest room. Can you explain it to me? "“ Well, maybe I''m somewhere else... "" where? "“ Well... "I saw it when I went to Wu''s house from the bamboo forest in Edo City, right?" Gao Cheng continued, "if you''re not the killer, why lie?"“ No, no, I just... "" or what do you see? For example, I saw the killing process of Mr. bamuze... "No! I didn''t see him kill people, I just went there... "Chuankou Shuicheng''s face changed greatly“ How about going there? " Gao Cheng looks directly at Chuankou Shuicheng, who looks down and doesn''t speak. He seems to realize that he has missed his mouth. Chuankou Shuicheng bites his lip and doesn''t respond. Officer anlai frowned and went to the water city of Chuankou: "Miss Chuankou, wait until the police station to say anything."“ Water city... "Lianju meeting people looked at Chuankou water city being taken away“ How could that be? "“ City door detective, "vertebra name Liang Jie worries a way," is Miss water city really murderer? "“ I''m not sure for the moment, "Gao Cheng shook his head," but if she refuses to explain clearly, the police can only confirm it like this... Then you should finish the Lianju meeting first, and I''ll go to have a look. "“ Please, detective Chenghu. I think Miss Shuicheng must have something to worry about. " Ji Ming Liang Jie''s mouth turned up slightly imperceptibly, and quickly turned sad.