Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

Chapter 121 Trusted private investigator

Gao Cheng twitched at the corner of his eye: “Damn fellow…”

He focused on how to find the intimidator, he didn’t think so much, and he didn’t know baseball himself, and he couldn’t judge left-handed things.

But having said that, is it really possible that the old man is a counterfeit?

The Brazilian youth who is said to be a bodyguard next to him looks quite imposing, but he feels like an ordinary person, not a master, but the old man himself seems to be a little uncomfortable.

In this way, it is indeed suspicious…

In the warehouse, Gao Cheng turned on the light and re-examined the place where everyone had searched.

Even if Yabunai Yifang took most of his things when he moved to Brazil, there should always be contacts over the years, and no one knew the most important letters.

I believe that if there is such a letter, the identity of the old man can be confirmed.

But, if the old man is fake, what should he do?

“Ok?”

With special attention, Gao Cheng found a secret door, which contained a bundle of airmail letters from Brazil.

“That’s it…”

After all, Conan is not a private detective. Like him, he is similar to Uncle Maori. Most of the time, he stays on the edge of gray. In addition to extramarital affairs investigations, various investigations are not uncommon, and they are relatively sensitive to secret doors and the like. It is not difficult to find those airmail letters.

As night fell, a strange man in a coat stepped on fallen leaves in the rustle of wind and appeared outside the house, looking through the gap in the back door to the illuminated warehouse.

A hat, sunglasses, and a scarf around him, completely invisible.

Gao Cheng put the letter back in place, and after closing the warehouse door, he turned his head feelingly, but saw nothing.

“Weird…”

Everyone in the bedroom is already preparing to eat dinner, but when the old man of the charity is ready to go out to eat, he is ready to wait at the door.

“Mr. Tanaka, can you talk about it?” Gao Cheng looked at his old man and said calmly.

He has read all the contents of the letter. What is surprising is that the real Yabunai Yoshibo has passed away half a year ago, and Mr. Tanaka in front of him is just a friend of the other party.

And this time, the brother Yabunai Yoshibo, who made the will, also planned to give part of the inheritance to his only son because of the death of his younger brother.

The real heir to the inheritance is actually the Brazilian young Carlos.

Gao Cheng still couldn’t help but look at the brown-skinned youth with thick lips. If it weren’t for the fact that those letters mentioned that Yabunai was born to a Brazilian woman, he would never have imagined it.

Hattori Heiji is a black spot, and he is still Asian, but this young man is almost the same as a Brazilian…

“I still look down on you too much, Detective Kioto,” the old man said solemnly, “it seems you already know.”

“But you shouldn’t want to embezzle the inheritance?” Gao Cheng and the old man sat down face to face.

“When I received the threatening letter, I decided to be Carlos’s bodyguard,” the old man sighed softly, “Because if those guys know about Carlos, Carlos will definitely be in danger, so I want to attract attention by myself. , In this way, Carlos can be protected until the will is published…”

The old man paused and looked at Gao Chengdao earnestly: “Detective Jodo, please help keep this matter secret, at least until the two menacing men are found.”

In the cafeteria on the other side, Hiromi Yabuchi prepared a sumptuous hot pot for dinner.

“Weird, where are Uncle Yoshifong and Detective Kioto?”

“I’ll call them!”

Conan took the initiative to stand up, just when the door was opened, Gao Cheng followed the old man and Carlos.

“Oh?” The old man asked unexpectedly, “Eating hot pot today, so I feel relieved, I don’t have to let Carlos test the poison for me…”

“Uncle,” Yabunchi Hiromi said embarrassedly, “the threat letter must be just a prank!”

“Huh, it’s best if it is!” The old man sat down with a straight face, and greeted Gao Cheng to sit on the other side by the way.

Conan blinked his eyes: It’s strange, how can he be so good to town households…

At the entrance of the meal, a phone call suddenly came, Yabuuchi Hiromi picked up the landline at the dining table, and suddenly a noisy sound rang in the cafeteria.

“It’s from my aunt… Aunt, what’s the matter?”

“Did we run out of firewood for bathing today?”

“Well, so I was thinking about not taking a bath today…”

“I want to tell you that I will buy the firewood and put it next to the warehouse…”

The other side of the phone is noisy, and there are men’s chuckles, which seems to be a cocktail party.

“Did your auntie go out?” Gao Cheng saw Yabuchi Hiromi hung up and asked curiously.

“Auntie went to a friend’s wedding,” Yabuuchi Hiromi felt a little embarrassed and said helplessly, “She seems to have a new man again…”

“Dad just died, she is really in the mood!” Guangmei’s younger brother Yixing scolded.

“Forget it, I’m going to boil the water,” Yabunchi Hiromi Nodded and smiled. “Detective Joto, you can just take a bath after eating.”

“Uh, I don’t need it.” Gao Chenggan smiled and waved his hand. He is not used to taking a bath outside, and for a while he forgot to bring a change of clothes.

It was nine o’clock after dinner. At this time, the water was almost burning. The old man was the first to be called to take a bath. As for the nominal bodyguard, he stayed with everyone in the canteen with the goal of monitoring everyone.

Gao Cheng and Carlos sat together. The old man had asked him to protect Carlos in private. Although it didn’t seem like anything would happen now, he still had to be just in case.

As for the old man himself, except for the Machiko Yabuuchi who went out to attend the wedding, the rest of the people are in the cafeteria. There should be no problem, and the old man is quite good at it. What do you say is a Brazilian judo master…

More than ten minutes later, the Japanese-style landing door was suddenly pushed aside. The old man was full of heat and his face appeared at the door with a heavy expression: “Kito Detective, can you come out for a while?”

“Ok?”

In the bathhouse, Gao Cheng followed the old man and looked at a corpse in a raincoat next to the bath tub.

The kitchen knife was inserted directly into the chest and killed…

“She called from the reception just now and said that she would be back around 11 o’clock, why would she be here?”

Gao Cheng squatted down, looking at Yabunuchi Machiko’s terrifying face in doubt, his eyes widened, and he died in consternation.

“I don’t know too well,” the old man said solemnly, “When she rushed over with a knife, I subconsciously resorted to judo countermeasures, and when I reacted, she was already dead…”

Gao Sung doesn’t understand judo, but Machiko Yabunai did hold a knife and thrust it into his chest Anyway, this is a legitimate defense. If you surrender to the police, there should be no problem. ”

The old man’s face was slightly shaken: “But Carlos…”

“I know a pretty good Metropolitan Police Officer, he should be able to help,” Gao Cheng stood up and nodded, “As for Carlos… leave it to me here. I will serve as him until you come back. Bodyguard.”

The old man was silent for a while, with a stern smile on his face: “I didn’t really like private detectives before, but if I’m a city detective, I think I can be trusted. Carlos will trouble you, but he doesn’t understand Japanese. Does Detective Kioto speak Portuguese?”

“Uh, this…”

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