Conan reborn as a detective

Chapter 854 Ghost Letter
"Balls loaded!"

The baseball game ended with the crowd boiling over, and the final home run completely killed the game. For an amateur game, the power gap is quite hopeless.

"Detective Kido is not necessarily the best baseball player, but he is definitely the best hitter!"

"Are you kidding me? Is he the famous detective?"

"Hey, have you figured out the situation yet?"

"It's natural that the gap is so big, Detective Kido is definitely at the top professional level!"

"This is a bit exaggerated, any professional player can play well in this kind of competition..."

In the stands, a middle-aged man wearing a baseball cap stood silently among the arguing audience, watching Gao Cheng, who was wiping his sweat on the field, frown deeply.

No, even a professional player can't achieve this kind of result. It's a terrible batting talent. It's like seeing through the trajectory of a baseball. The most important thing is to be able to easily complete the body movements and hit the results you want...

I heard that recently someone in Tokyo challenged the speed of hitting the ball, and even the new type of pitching machine was scrapped. Is it true?

The only thing that is lacking is pitching. It seems that he is not very familiar with baseball rules and tactics, but if he trains a bit, even the best players in the country will have absolutely no problem...

"Oh? To participate in professional baseball? Do you need to train frequently?"

"Ah, there's nothing wrong with hitting the ball, but..."

"Sorry, I'm not interested," Gao Cheng rejected the middle-aged man who suddenly came in front of him. "Sure enough, a detective is more suitable for me. If I just play baseball like this, the police probably won't allow me."

"Police?" The middle-aged man was stunned.

"Yeah, you should know that I'm Kido Kosei, right? So it's impossible to join the professional baseball."

"oh oh……"

"Sorry." Gao Cheng and the middle-aged man exchanged business cards, then turned to meet the excited Yuanzi and his party.

Conan left halfway, and he also wanted to know what was going on.

"Rejected, rejected..." It took a while for the middle-aged man to come back to his senses, and stared blankly at the business card in his hand.

The money that professional baseball can make should far exceed that of private detectives, right?And it can also make yourself more famous...

……

At the scene of the crime at the family restaurant, Conan confidently faced the suspect and said with a smile: "Once you hear Kansai dialect that is difficult to listen to, you will lose your temper. Wipe your hands with a towel? Just say that if you spill the soup, you can get it right away...

"Yes, when you poisoned that uncle in the toilet, you planned to wipe off the poison on your hands with a towel! The reason why you didn't wash it off with water in the toilet was because you heard the sound of flushing water next to you, and found that There were other people in the toilet, so I ran out in a hurry..."

Conan looked at the dark-faced Hattori from the corner of his eye, and his pride was written all over his face: "This is what Brother Shinichi said on the phone!"

"This kid..."

Hattori looked at Conan's funny mocking face, and somehow resisted the urge to beat this guy up.

Displeased, super displeased...

"What? Why is it a tie?" Outside the restaurant, Conan protested after getting the result of Sera Masumi's referee, "Isn't Shinichi-san the one who pointed out the criminal to solve the incident?"

"That's not right," Sera Masumi bent down and explained, "Because Hattori was the only person in Kansai who caught the clue to solve this incident, Kudo also solved the case because of Hattori... and there is no winner or loser in reasoning. What's important is that you figured out the truth together, right? I think it's a good tie."

"That's right..."

Conan looked depressed.

This kind of words sound familiar.

……

"The bases are full?!" Mori Detective Agency, Hattori looked at Gao Cheng as if he was looking at an alien.

Here he knows baseball best, and at the same time understands how rare it is to hit the bases full, and it seems that the opponent is abused and loses his temper to cause the whole game to be out of order.

Gao Cheng's scoring data alone is unbelievable...

"That's right," Gao Cheng said with a smile, "It's much easier than I imagined, but I didn't have much bonus, so I got a hot spring invitation ticket from the neighborhood committee..."

"Hmph," Hattori said coldly, "Don't think that baseball is such a simple thing. You have never seen professional baseball. According to your level, you can barely join."

"is it?"

Gao Cheng was stunned. He really didn't know the specific level of a professional baseball player, but he should be able to defend no matter it was a straight ball or a change ball.

"By the way, what are you doing in Tokyo? Are you just here to buy instant curry?"

"Of course not," Hattori said sternly, "A dead person actually sent me a letter..."

"Ah?" Xiaolan became nervous instantly, "Send it to Hattori?"

"Don't think about it, that person is my mother's friend Mr. Wakamatsu, the president of a design company in Tokyo," Hattori explained, "I have met him a few times before, but he was in Karuizawa last month. was murdered in his villa...

"I asked Uncle Otaki of the Osaka Prefectural Police to check for me. It happened that Mrs. Wakamatsu's birthday party was held in the villa that day. The local police seemed to think that Mr. Wakamatsu was killed because he accidentally ran into the robbers who sneaked into the villa...

"The letter should have been sent ten days after the incident. Although Mr. Wakamatsu Kohei Wakamatsu's name was written in the sender's name, judging from the contents of the letter, it seems that it was sent by the criminal who killed Mr. Wakamatsu."

Hattori took out a folded letter paper from his pocket.

"It says, 'Dear Hattori Heiji, I must meet with you, a high school detective, to confess my crimes'..."

"However, even if we meet, I have some doubts about whether you can see me, because I am a twisted existence made by you humans at will, an illusion that cannot be seen..."

"Even so, if you still want to see me, on the night of the next full moon, I will wait for you at the house of the man I killed..."

Hattori read out the contents of the letter and said: "At the end of the letter, the address of Mr. Wakamatsu's hometown in Osaka was written, and the key to that home was also sent along with it."

"And then?" Mori Kogoro, who had been reading the newspaper, asked, "Have you been to that ghost house?"

Hattori pointed to Kazuha next to him: "Of course I want to go, but I accidentally caught a cold, and then Kazuha took the key out without authorization..."

"Yes, I went instead of you. I brought three friends with me. I said there was a test of courage," He Ye said, "but it's not a ghost house. The president seemed to return to Osaka occasionally during his lifetime. I live here, so it’s very clean, and there’s electricity!”

Sera Masumi folded his arms and asked carefully, "Is anyone there?"

"No, I rang the doorbell and no one answered, so I used the key to open the door and went in. The interior decoration of the house is quite beautiful, but the test of courage turned into a one-day tour of the mansion," He Ye smiled sheepishly, His face became tense again and he said, "But when we were curious about what the bathroom would look like and went to have a look together, it turned out..."

"T-What's the result?" Xiaolan felt a terrifying atmosphere.

"There was a very scary man with very long hair, sitting against the wall of the bathroom!!" He Ye said in horror, "Then the light went out immediately, and when we were about to call the police, we heard a terrible clicking sound. sound, but when I was about to go out, the light suddenly turned on again, and that person just disappeared like that!"

Uncle hates talk about ghosts the most. Hearing this, he snorted and said, "I think it's probably because he ran away in the dark after the remote control cut off the power?"

"If only that person disappeared, there would be no need for us to come to Tokyo," Hattori said with a stern face, "There was a piece of paper left in the bathroom that said 'only my body disappeared, not words'... ..."

"Word?"

"Yeah, at the beginning, on the wall that guy was leaning against, something was carved with a knife on the tile next to his shoulder. It was three capital English letters, EYE!"

"A few large letters," He Ye nodded, "but after turning on the light, they disappeared with that person, but the paper said that the words would not disappear!"

"Did it be replaced with other tiles without traces?"

"There are many scratches on the tiles below, but the color of those tiles gradually becomes lighter from top to bottom. If they are not replaced with tiles of the same color, they will be discovered immediately!" He Ye emphasized.

Conan looked up cautiously and asked, "Brother Heiji, have you seen those tiles?"

Hattori had no choice but to say: "Although I still have a cold, He Ye told me to go and I went, but the house actually started to be remodeled, and many construction workers went to it, and I was not allowed to go in at all...

"Most people would probably think that tiles of the same color were prepared in advance to replace them during the few minutes of the power outage, but Mr. Wakamatsu, who was killed in Karuizawa, was also assassinated in a bathroom with the same tiles...

"When the body was first discovered, the death message should have been written in his own blood, and his fingers were still stained with blood, obviously something had been written, but when the police came, he disappeared, and Rumi was not detected. no response...

"How is it? It's a strange case, right?" Hattori looked at Gao Cheng.

This kind of case that seems to have a ghost, I really started to be interested...

(End of this chapter)