It turns out that uncle Maori was a little too happy too soon. Maori detective office has not been commissioned for a month since it resumed business. The situation is grim.


    After inviting a guest, uncle''s pocket didn''t bulge up again. Finally, he went back to his old business and pinned his hope on horse racing.


    "Well, the racers have finally entered the last corner! In the last 200 meters, which horse can get out of the encirclement? "


    "Devil 2 wins! This result is too unexpected, the field boiling! But then again, there should be no normal audience who will buy No. 2... "


    "I''m in!" Maori detective office sounded uncle cheering voice, uncle mustache slovenly, like children holding lottery tickets, "it''s a big surprise 3 million! Three million! God bless you


    "Three million?" Xiao Lan, who was unprepared, also exclaimed in surprise, "is it true?"


    "Of course, I''ll say it''s going to be in the end!"


    "Well?"


    Gao Cheng went downstairs and was about to go upstairs with Yoko Ono''s videotape. When he heard the shouting, he couldn''t help pausing.


    "Won the prize?"


    "It''s a great pity," the TV narrator continued, "devil typhoon slanting was disqualified from the competition, the ranking has changed, the first place is No. 8 iron brandy!"


    "How could that be?" Uncle Maori seized the TV in despair. "Doesn''t God help the poor?"


    "That, Uncle..."


    Gao Cheng appeared at the door, knocked on the door and said, "I''ll return the video."


    "My 3 million..." uncle was hit, tightly lying in front of the computer, even his most precious video of Yoko Ono seemed to ignore.


    "What''s the matter with uncle?" Gao Cheng looks at Conan.


    "What else can I do?" Conan said with a silent smile, "I lost again..."


    "Isn''t it normal to lose?"


    "You rich man, where do you know the pain of the poor?"


    Uncle looked back at Gao Cheng with a runny nose: "the 3 million I got actually flew!"


    "I didn''t get it..."


    Gao Cheng put the videotape on the coffee table and continued to search on the shelf.


    "Apart from Miss Yoko''s, is there no other video? I forgot to see Superman in disguise last time... "


    "Stupid, how can I record that kind of program?" Uncle Maori said, "you should go to those kids for this kind of thing!"


    "Excuse me, is that Mr. Maori?"


    A woman in sunglasses appeared at the door, followed by a tall, thin, housekeeper like man with glasses.


    "I''m zhuangtang walnut. I want to trouble Mr. Maori about something."


    "Ah," Xiaolan said softly when she saw the visitor, "it''s the rich lady who won the 100 million lottery on TV!"


    "What?" Uncle glared and gritted his teeth.


    God loves the rich


    "It seems that she wants to give the winning lottery to someone," Lan said curiously, "but what can I do for her father?"


    Uncle Wen Yan raised the spirit, but it''s a pity that the goal of the lottery is not him.


    "I''m right," said zhuangtang walnut, leaning on a crutch. "I want to give the lottery ticket to the boy who protected me from serious injury when I was a child. Now I can''t identify it by his appearance and voice. But I remember that at that time, there was a strip on his T-shirt cracked and blood oozed out. Although my eyesight gradually declined because of the accident, I can''t see it now, But I can''t forget that scene... "


    The uncle was disappointed and said, "so you want to entrust me to find the teenager with this wound as a clue?"


    "No," the housekeeper explained, "because it was said on TV, someone has come to the door, claiming to be the boy at the beginning, and it''s two..."


    "Two?"


    Uncle Maori sat face to face with zhuangtang walnut on the sofa and took two photos.


    "I want to find out which of these two people is real..."


    "Yes, because there was only one person who saved me."


    "That is to say, the other one is fake, just to cheat money. It''s a hateful guy."


    Uncle Maori looked at the two people in the picture and continued to ask, "well, have you seen the wounds of these two people?"


    "Mr. Baogu, the housekeeper, has seen all of them..."


    "Yes," said the housekeeper, "the gentleman with brown hair is on the back, and the gentleman with black hair is on the chest. They all have big scars..."


    "Are you not sure if the scar is on your back or on your chest?" Uncle Maori was surprised.


    "Yes," zhuangtang walnut lowered his head, "I only remember the distance between the two armpits. It''s very big..."


    "By the way, where was the accident?"


    "It was the summer vacation 30 years ago, when I went to Izu with my parents, I met a boy of the same age by the sea..."


    "Hum!" The car drove away from the downstairs of Maori detective office, leaving Gao Cheng alone to eat ashes. Uncle, he took the Commission and ran away. It sounds like a good commission. A nearly 40 year old beauty is looking for her first love. He has also seen reports on TV. In addition to scars and being called "sweet ginger", mysterious teenagers who don''t know anything are still holding on to the beauty''s heart. It''s amazing. I haven''t forgotten it for 30 years, and 30 years ago, I was a sophomore in primary school. Are children in love so early and so long? Gao Cheng thinks of the doctor and Fusa''s painting, and also thinks of the step beauty of the little ghost. Is the world obsessed with childhood love? Think about it. He''s 19 years old now, and he''s actually older. Outside of zhuangtang''s Walnut house, Gao Cheng is called by officer Mu Mu and meets Matsumoto by accident. In fact, Gao Cheng, the boss of this police officer, seldom deals with him and has never met him several times. What impresses him most is the scar in his left eye and a serious flat face“ In fact, I wanted to contact the detective of Chenghu before, "Matsumoto said in a deep voice." the serial killers who have been free for 20 years finally have a clue... "" the serial killers? "“ Twenty years ago, I chased him to the dock alone. He left my scar, but I also took the knife from that guy and cut him down with my backhand, leaving a "one" scar on his body... "Matsumoto looked at the luxurious villa of the villa on the other side“ So after I saw the news two days ago, I thought that guy might come to fish in troubled waters, so I followed him... "Is the knife wound in the back or in the chest?" Gao Cheng asked“ I can''t remember, "Matsumoto shook his head." I just remember that I did hit. At that time, I hurt my left eye and couldn''t see clearly... Anyway, detective Chenghu, I hope you can help us find the murderer. "