Chapter 226

At the time of parting, everyone left the villa. Pian tongzhengji and others stood beside the car parked in the yard, sighing and looking at the brick red mansion behind them.

From Gao Cheng's solution to the mystery of the case to now, several people still haven't recovered from the unimaginable crime tactics. The house seems to have been cursed by the mask, and the mask of blood can't be erased from the hearts of people.

It's just like a rumor that it's a residence with a curse mask

Gao Cheng looks back at the castle like building, and his eyes fall on the twin maids who are also ready to move. They hold hands and look pathetic in the cold wind.

"Ah, Xiao AI." Gao Cheng called the quiet gray yuan beside him.

"What?"

"The shop downstairs is empty anyway. How about a maid's coffee shop?"

"Eh?" Huiyuan was stunned.

……

In the twinkling of an eye, a few days passed. As the new year approached, the weather became colder. Even Gao Cheng accidentally caught a cold.

"It's hard, eh, cough."

On the third floor of the office, Gao Cheng wore a mask, his forehead was hot, and his deep bags under his eyes seemed to have not slept for several days.

Once you get sick, you can't do anything. You can't even sleep. Yesterday, Xiao AI had a nightmare again, and he didn't sleep all night. Just listening to Xiao AI's breath

It's such a tormenting day.

"Ah, my maid's coffee shop hasn't gone through the formalities yet... Cough."

"I don't want to get up."

"I don't want to move."

"Er, cough, dry mouth..."

He got up with a weak body and poured himself a glass of water. He found that there was falling snow outside.

Fortunately, there is no commission at this time, otherwise it will be really troublesome

"Ding Dong!" The doorbell suddenly rang from downstairs.

"No?" Gao Cheng turns his neck rigidly.

In the office on the second floor, Gao Cheng poured a glass of water and sat down on the sofa: "I'm sorry, you can see that. I have a cold. If I have something to entrust, I may have to wait a few days."

"Er..."

The new name Xiangbao sat awkwardly on the opposite side of the sofa, looking at Gao Cheng with a sick face and said, "I'm the one who should apologize. Are you bothering me?"

"No, I'm bored... Well, what's the matter? Well, "Gao Cheng pushed the cup into Xiangbao," don't you drink it? It's really a famous tea this time. "

"Well, it's not really necessary."

Xiangbaoli looked at Gao Cheng with a dry smile and coughed: "in fact, it's not a commission. I just want to know the case solved by xiachenghu detective."

"The cases I solved?" Gao Cheng raised his eyebrows.

For a long time, he didn't know how many cases he had encountered. Most of them were snatched from Uncle Maori

"Well," xiangbaoli nodded, "I didn't want to trouble the city detective, but Mr. Maori didn't seem willing to say that."

“……”

Gao Cheng's eyelids collapsed.

Of course, there are only a few cases that the uncle remembers back and forth. I don't know how many times he has said them on TV.

"Because the new series of Zuo Wenwen has been serialized recently," Xiang Baoli said bitterly, "but there are just a few more essays. He thought about whether to suspend the issue and apologize to the readers. Then the editorial department said that it would be good to learn from the case of detective Chenghu again..."

The eyelids are heavier in adults.

The stingy editorial department must have asked xiangbaoli to come by himself. How can he collect money.

"Well," xiangbaoli said, "I think I'd better ask Mr. Maori again. It seems that your cold is really serious..."

After a few hours, the atmosphere in the office became more active.

"Well? is that true? There are times when miss xiangbaoli doesn't want to code? " Gao Cheng was surprised.

"Yes, I caught a cold when I was in the rush, and then I had to code. It's really hard to work when I'm sick," xiangbaoli said with a smile. "So I can understand the feeling of detective Chenghu now."

"I thought novelists were easy and easy to make money." Gao Cheng subconsciously thought of Conan's father, a world-famous inferential novelist.

Xiangbaoli looked at the time and apologized: "I should go too. Thank you very much today, detective Chenghu. You are sick and bothering you so much..."

"It's nothing. It's better to move around."

Gao Cheng looks out of the window, which is still snowing.

It's almost time for Xiao AI to come back

……

At Didan primary school, Huiyuan walked out of the school with his schoolbag on his back. The mobile phone in his coat pocket suddenly rang.

When he got through the phone and looked at Bu Mei and others who were playing, Huiyuan said with a smile: "school is over. I'll go back to cook now. You can take some cold medicine and sleep first, detective."

Conan noticed Huiyuan answering the phone: "what's the matter? Did that guy in Chenghu catch a cold? " Huiyuan nodded: "well, I've been sick since the morning. I've been lying in the office all day. Even I seem to be infected."“ oh That guy has a cold? I'll go and see him with you later. "“ Aren't you afraid of catching a cold, too? "“ It's not that easy. " There is a layer of snow on both sides of the street. In front of us, we happily throw snowballs and unconsciously pass a familiar pedestrian overpass. The crow landed on the pole, and the black cat in the alley was staring at the roadside, vaguely overlapping with nightmares. As he walked, Huiyuan looked around in doubt, and the cold gradually rose behind him, as if he saw countless crows flying in the red blood... "What's this After crossing the road, Huiyuan suddenly stopped. His eyes trembled and he looked closely at a black Porsche in front of him, as if he had been cursed. His eyes were full of horror. Out, appeared... Conan turned around in doubt: "what's wrong with this black Porsche? The Porsche 356A is an antique car 50 years ago... I've only seen it on TV and books. I didn't expect anyone else to drive this kind of car. " Seeing the driver's absence, Conan leaned curiously to the window and looked at him“ Qinjiu, "Huiyuan said with a low head," is the same for qinjiu's car. "“ Bang On the third floor of the office, Gao Cheng sleeps and opens his eyes in a daze. He reaches out to get the cup of water. Unexpectedly, the cup falls to the ground“ Ah, why hasn't Xiao AI come back yet? " Gao Cheng looked at the time and looked out of the window worried. It's more than 6 o'clock, and it's already dark. Dinner is ready by this time. He was not in a hurry to eat. He had no appetite when he caught a cold, but he was afraid that something might happen to Xiao AI. These days, Xiao AI has been having nightmares for several times. There is always a sense that he doesn't want to involve others in his words. It's really hard for people to rest assured... "Ah... Make another phone call... Don't think I'm wordy... Er, cough, cough, it's so hard. After talking with xiangbaoli for a long time, it seems that it's more serious..." "Xiao AI, come back quickly!" The editorial department of the University Library Press received a call from the new name Xiang Baoli: "sorry, cough, it seems that I caught a cold accidentally, so I'd better have a rest."“ Oh, cold... "Editor Leng Leng took the phone, half a day to respond:" Ai Ai Ai? New teache