Chapter 168

On Sunday evening when he went to the cooking class, Gao Cheng wanted to go there together, but Huiyuan didn't agree. He said he just wanted to learn French cuisine quietly.

"Do I look like pestilence?"

Gao Cheng is sitting in a clean and tidy office in Huiyuan. He is holding a manguno dog's head for hairdressing and scratching in boredom. After a while, he starts to watch the CD video of Yoko Ono.

One person and one dog are watching TV quietly. When it's almost nine o'clock, Gao Cheng can't hold on and gradually falls asleep on the sofa.

In the past two days, he has just completed a commission. He is very tired for a little commission fee.

Half past nine, nearly ten when Huiyuan bathed in the moonlight back to the office.

When you open the office door, you immediately see Gao Cheng and manguno sleeping on the sofa, and the TV is still on, still playing Yoko Ono's program.

But Huiyuan breathed a sigh, helped Gao Cheng cover the blanket, cleaned up the mess of snacks on the tea table, and then went back to the third floor.

……

Around 10 p.m., Yingchuan is quite quiet along the street. The night wind blows through the river. People who have been tired all day close their stores, doors and windows to get ready for a rest.

In the house on the street, a man sat in a neat and meticulous tatami room, kneeling in front of a bookshelf full of books. A book had already been placed on a small table in front of him.

Open the page, adjust the recording equipment, take the broken screen mobile phone to confirm the time, a little clear throat, this is the official reading recording.

"Under the wheel, written by Herman Hesse, there is no doubt that Hans gibenhart is a gifted child. Just running with other children, you can see his unusual things at a glance..."

The man's voice is like a breeze. It sounds like a melodious and quiet idyllic music, and it seems to be bathed in the warm sunlight. The man himself seems to enjoy it very much, and his heart is very quiet without usual troubles.

It's just that this feeling is soon broken, a noisy motorcycle engine and hip-hop music suddenly ring out in the street, and a group of bad frolic.

"Let's have a party! Yo, Ho

"That woman last time was really strong!"

"Ha ha, do you catch a pretty girl like that?"

The man stopped recording, sat silently for a while, closed the book, got up, turned off the light, took the mobile phone, and walked to the window without any expression.

A few bad guys outside park their cars by the river. They make as much noise as they can. Fireworks are also set off during the shouting. The clean roadside is full of graffiti.

A young man in red saw his companion pee in the river and yelled at the residential area: "Hello! You are so noisy, harassing the neighborhood, right?! Ha ha

"Neighbors! I'm so sorry! "

"Please forgive us! Ha ha

"I said," the young man in red pressed the cigarette end on a statue and put it out. He sat opposite his companion rather dully. "Next time we try to go to the roof of No.3 middle school, how about we break in by force?"

"Not bad!"

"Yes! I've been a girl over there

"Isn't it dangerous to be found out?"

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, the guards are old men. If they are found, fix them!"

……

The next morning, Gao Cheng was lying on the sofa. After Huiyuan yelled for a while and didn't wake up, he had to make breakfast and go to school first.

"Don't be like this, Miss Yoko. It's too casual. Don't lick it..." Gao Cheng waved his hand and woke up in a wet feeling. When he opened his eyes, he saw manguno's black nose and his tongue.

"Manguno --!"

Jumping off the sofa, Gao Cheng rushes to the bathroom to clean up manguno's saliva, and stares at manguno at his feet: "don't lick me in the future!"

"Woo woo." Manguno ran away with his tail between his legs.

Gao Cheng finally cleans up. It's past eight o'clock and he's about to go upstairs for breakfast when he finds a young woman in a smart suit at the door of the office.

"Well," the woman looked embarrassed, "I knocked on the door and found you sleeping... Is Miss Yoko Ono the idol?"

"Well, sit down."

Gao Cheng cleaned up the sofa and poured a glass of water into the tea room.

"What can I do for you?"

"Are you the detective of the city?" The woman's mind was full of pictures just now, and her face was even more embarrassed. "In fact, officer Sato introduced me to you. She said that if there was a case that could not be solved, she could come to you."

"Officer Sato?"

Gao Cheng suddenly thinks of Mu Mu's policeman, Gao Mu's secret love object. During the last Didan university campus Festival, he met a photographer in a homicide case, but he didn't see him much later.

"Who are you?" Gao Cheng hesitates to look at the woman.

"Ah, my name is neihai Jieyi," the woman said hastily. "Now I'm in the search section of Beizhong North police station..."

Gao Cheng rubbed his brows. Well, he doesn't have to think about commission fees for police cases“ I'll have something to eat before I go to the scene with you. "“ I'll trouble you. " Neihai Jieyi is relieved. Although he feels that Gao Cheng can't help, he can only be a living horse doctor. Near 5 Dingmu, Yingchuan Lane 3, Gao Cheng arrived at the scene after eating his cold breakfast with half a piece of bread in his mouth“ The case happened at about 22:20 last night. The victim was named Yamashita Liangjie, 19 years old. At that time, the reporter was also with him. It was said that the whole head was burned from the back of his head. " Neihai Jieyi explained carefully: "the body was examined last night. The victim was completely charred from neck to head. The direct cause of death was burn shock. Even the skull was carbonized. Do you want to have a look?"“ I'm not going“ Are city detective afraid of corpses“ It's not about being afraid. I just had breakfast. " Gao Cheng raises the yellow belt and walks to the Bank of the crime. The concrete floor is covered with graffiti and cigarette ends. There are still human shaped white marks on the platform built by a piece of wood in the middle, and the floor at his head is burnt. Neihai took the book and continued: "the other three people were friends who had graduated from the same middle school before. They were sitting around the table and facing the victims..." "what's the cause of the fire?" Gao Cheng interrupted“ The reason for the fire could not be found. Although it was temporarily identified as an accident caused by fireworks, there were still fireworks left at the scene by neihai, "can these ground mouse fireworks make the skull burn into charcoal? It's incredible this time. It's just like spontaneous combustion. "“ Human spontaneous combustion? " Gao Cheng looked at the scene with a headache. Has Conan ever had a case like this? I feel like I'm in a lot of trouble... A naked statue of a woman by the river is full of burnt black by cigarette ends. The tips of her two breasts are black. There's a hole on one side, and other places are also in a mess. Besides graffiti, cigarette ends burn marks on the dustbin and billboard, which often seem to be damaged“ How's it going? " Looking around at Gao Cheng, neihai sighs, "what do you find? The cause of the fire... "Gao Cheng squatted by the river and looked, shaking his head and said:" I'm a detective, not a scientist. Human spontaneous combustion is such a thing... "In Chenghu detective office, Gao Cheng was sitting at his desk with his hair in his hand, full of borrowed information books, and the computer also opened the search interface“ Human body science... Combustion Science... Spontaneous combustion of human body... No contact with the method of making human body burn... "" ah, what is the cause of spontaneous combustion of human body in such a cold day? Or by the river in the middle of the night... "" I'm back. " Huiyuan walked into the office, took the door with him, put his schoolbag on the sofa, and quietly looked at Gao Cheng, who was suffering from scratching his hair. "So, what's the trouble with his work?" Gao Cheng said: "nothing. There's a strange case in the police... By the way, do you know the cause of human spontaneous combustion?"“ I don't know. " Huiyuan's answer was quite straightforward. After a pause, he said, "yesterday's cooking class couldn't go. We need to change to another one. The tuition is the same."“ Can't go in just one day? " Gao Cheng Leng said, "can't the teacher?"“ Mr. Shangsen was killed last night. " Huiyuan plain road“ Eh? So, I said I'm not the God of plague, and the case still happens when I'm not here... "" yesterday, the daughter was busy and didn't go, "Huiyuan glanced at Gao Cheng." instead of her, she went to the detective office next door. "