Chapter 270

As night falls, the streets of Tokyo are full of traffic.

In an unobtrusive lane, the flames were burning, reflecting a long shadow.

It was a long haired man in a long windbreaker and baseball cap, with sunken eyes and a slovenly beard, who looked like a tramp.

"Hum hum, there's only one place left. By that time, the eve sacrifice will be finished, and the red lotus flame will burn this corrupt city... And a grand carnival will begin..."

The man came out of the alley with a gloomy face and a twisted smile.

"Well?" Bu Mei, wearing a suspender skirt, stood in front of the masked superman toy machine at the entrance of the lane, staring at the man stopping a taxi to leave.

"Bumei?" Mrs. Yoshida walked out of the shop and saw Bumei in a daze, shouting, "what are you doing there?"

"Ah, mom..."

"Well, let's go back."

……

"A series of arson cases in Tokyo?"

The next day, on the third floor of Chenghu detective office, Gao Cheng held up a newspaper with the head of a chicken coop: "this is about the police. It has nothing to do with me?"

"Plus yesterday's one, there are already five pieces," Huiyuan said, yawning slightly as he walked out of the kitchen. "The manager of that store wanted to entrust you to find the arsonist because of the great loss caused by the fire... Besides, I don't know who broke the bowling machine, so the office began to be in financial difficulties again."

"I'll just do it," Gao Cheng said with a slight cough, scanning the news reports carefully. "But that's how it is. Even the police have no way, no clue..."

"If there is a clue," Huiyuan said flatly, "in the morning, Bumei said that she saw the suspect last night, and now she is planning to go to the police station with everyone."

"When did you say that?" Gao Cheng looks confused.

"Just when someone is sleeping in." Huiyuan stares at Gao Cheng.

Gao Cheng laughs and quickly starts to take care of his clothes.

You don't need to be too formal when you don't meet with customers, but you still need to pay attention to your image. After combing your messy hair, you may or may not wear a tie.

Looking in the mirror, I feel a lot better.

As in the past, the usual but not dull morning, but also in the work to start.

After all, men have to earn money to support their families

At the police station, bu Mei and her party find officer Sato to take a confession. Gao Cheng stands beside him like a guardian, with gray yuan yawning.

Gao Cheng Leng said: "what's the matter? So sleepy... "

Gray white high into a look: "get up in the morning to wash clothes, but also to deal with commissioned cases, of course, sleepy."

"Let's finish this case quickly."

Gao Cheng listens attentively to bu Mei's description, and opposite Sato draws the prisoner's face according to bu Mei's description.

"It's a bit like a fox," Bumei recalled. She raised her eyes with her two fingers. "It's still like this. My eyes hang up!"

"Fox eye..."

The image of the prisoner loomed in Gao Cheng's mind.

On a hot day, he was wearing a long gown, gloves and hat. There was a smell of gasoline on his trousers. His messy long hair was under the brim of his hat. He had a fox like face and laughed strangely

According to Bumei, this man appeared in the roadway near the fire scene last night. He was a strange uncle who said strange words. He should be an arsonist. That's right.

With these characteristic clues, it should not be very difficult for the police to search, but the scope is still too large. They have no idea where the arsonist will appear next time

Sergeant Sato drew the portrait and happily showed it to the public: "is it like this? Do I draw like that? "

When Gao Cheng saw the portrait for the first time, he was almost frightened by Sato's handwriting, and the image in his mind collapsed.

"Yes, is that so?"

"Not at all..." Bumei shook her head in distress.

Yuan Tai's face suddenly collapsed: "it's so ugly."

"It's like children's graffiti."

"Is there no one else who paints better?"

"What can I do?" Sato blushed and said, "Mr. Zhichuan, who specializes in portrait painting, has a cold and asked for leave today."

Gao Cheng said with a bitter smile, "I think we should go to the scene of that alley. Maybe we can find other clues."

"Well," Sato put down the drawing board, helpless way, "I just want to go to a place on the way today."

"By the way?"

At a crossroad in sidingmu, kitako Town, two cars stopped on the side of the road one after another, one by officer Sato and the other by officer white bird.

Gao Cheng looks at the white bird and Gao Mu who follow without authorization.

What the hell are these two guys doing here? It's just an arson case

"In other words, is search also in charge of arson?"

"Ha ha," Gao mugan said with a smile, "in fact, someone was killed near the scene of the fourth arson case. Although there is no evidence, the victim was probably killed because he witnessed the arson of the gangster..."

"Is it?" Gao Cheng looks at the intersection as if he is worshiping police officer Sato, and specially puts a bunch of flowers on the ground. Takaki, in the final analysis, is also because of officer Sato. After all, officer Sato is a police officer, and his heroic appearance is really attractive... "I remember," white bird suddenly looked at officer Sato in the worship and said, "today is the death day of her father officer Sato. Yes, it was on this day that she died..." today, 18 years ago, Police officer Sato was hit by a truck at this intersection when he was chasing the robber. Unfortunately, the ambulance came too late because of the heavy rain on that day. I heard from Mumu police department that he died in the car taken to the hospital in front of his family... "" does police officer Sato have such a past? " Gao Cheng also looks at officer Sato, who squats quietly on the side of the road to worship. Somehow, he is in a trance. All along, the memory of the original owner in the past is quite vague. Most of them are the time when they lived with their grandfather. The only impression of their parents is that they died in a car accident. But he could still feel the pain in his heart“ "Chenghu." Huiyuan was pulled up into a corner of his clothes“ "Ah?" Gao Cheng returns to his senses and finds that officer Sato has finished his worship. He talks with Takagi about his father's death 18 years ago“ What's the matter? " Huiyuan talks about looking at Gao Cheng, eyes slightly fluctuating, "think of the past?"“ It's nothing. " Gao Cheng smiles and gathers his thoughts. Go to worship another day... "When I was a child, I always thought," officer Sato sighed, half jokingly remembering, "if someone solves the riddle and arrests the robber, I am willing to do anything for him to achieve his wish..." "wish?"“ Anything? " Gao Mu and Bai Niao were stunned at the same time. They swallowed their saliva nervously and thought hard. Gao Cheng pondered, touched his chin and said, "if I untie it... Can I ask for anything?"“ "Ah?" Sato Leng next, faltering smile way, "of course, but..." "that eat together is no problem?" Gao Cheng grabbed the back of his head and suddenly felt that the temperature around him had dropped a little, as if he had been fixed by two pairs of murderous eyes. When he looked back, he saw Gao Mu and white bird with thick nose. He quickly changed his words and said, "I mean, please have a meal together..." "a meal is too little," Yuan Tai said, "I want a thousand eel meals, Is that ok? " Bumei also looked forward to surrounding Sato: "I want to try the feeling of living in a tropical paradise castle!" "I just need a ticket to the international space station," he said“ Good, good. " Sato wry smile should be a voice, did not say anything, next to Huiyuan also can't help but say: "I want Prada latest leather bag." "Can I have a ticket to this world cup?" Conan said excitedly“ Hello... "Gao Cheng's eyebrows jumped. Is this guy short of money? Kudo youzuo's gold card is still there. How many tickets can I buy?