"Dangdang..."

The investigation continued. Suddenly, a penetrating warning sound came from the nearby railway intersection. It lasted for several minutes until the train passed.

Gao Cheng stands by the guardrail of the corridor outside the apartment, looking at the street after the rain for a while. Conan, in particular, whispers and discusses something. He looks impatient and eager to try.

Gao Cheng collapses his eyelids. After looking at Xiao Lin on the other side, he finds Mu Mu who connects the suspect.

"Brother Chenghu," Mu Mu turned on the phone and said, "this is miss pengtian, who is also a freelance writer. She said that she made a call at her home yesterday..."

"Hello, what else can I do for you?" There was an obviously impatient female voice on the phone, "so what's the matter, Mr. policeman? What's wrong with that Shanson? "

"Er," Mu Mu replied, "we still have some information about Mr. shansen..."

"Nothing more."

Gao Cheng directly helps hang up the phone in his eyes.

"The time of Dongdu ring line passing by here is basically the same every day. The time of miss pengtian's message is just the time of the train passing by. If there is no sound nearby..."

Mu Mu nodded in a daze and said, "only Mr. Daoye is left."

Xingrongguan, the chief editor who received the call from the police again sounded very busy. The background sound was full of all kinds of shouts, and some people asked the chief editor.

"Rice leaf? He went out on a motorcycle to hold a seminar with writers. We are busy here, and we don't have enough people... "

"It doesn't matter," Gao Cheng said, "just a few questions."

"Who are you?"

"Ah, I'm Gao Cheng, special adviser of the police department..."

"High success rate of urban households? Isn't that the detective? " The editor in chief was surprised and said, "is it true that Daoye has committed something?"

"It's not an important thing, just to confirm the information of several people. Mr. Inaba happened to be in," Gao Cheng asked calmly. "About yesterday noon, I don't know if there was anything special?"

"Something special?" The editor in chief recalled in a deep voice, "it seems nothing special. The editorial department is still so busy that I have a cold, but it's much better today..."

"Does Mr. Inaba always go out by motorcycle?"

"Well, there's no special car here. If there's a locomotive, you don't have to worry about traffic jams, so Daoye always uses his old locomotive..."

"Does Mr. Inaba know a freelance writer named Tsuyoshi?"

"Shansen? I seem to know each other, but I seem to have fallen out before... Sorry, I still have a lot of things on my side... "

"The last question," Kao Cheng said, "is about the night game."

"Eh?"

"Because Mr. Inaba mentioned the night game in his telephone message."

"Ah, this is the professional baseball match in these two days. I wanted to go too. As a result, my eyes were congested and I had to sleep at home. Today, I can go, but the weather is a bit worrying..." the editor in chief said, and suddenly interrupted, "wait a minute, Daoye is back, what can I ask him..."

"In this case, he can come to Mr. shansen's house directly by motorcycle... Yes, because there are several other suspects, it's better to ask them face to face..."

Gao Cheng hangs up when he gets a response. Looking up, he sees a few police officers who look like curious babies.

"Is Mr. Inaba the murderer?" Mu Mu was the first to recover.

"Because now the only suspect is him..." Gao Cheng naturally said, "it's right to ask, isn't it? Otherwise, we can only think that the murderer originally intended to leave a message, but finally gave up suddenly... So the scope will be very large, right? "

"That's right..." officer Mumu said with a faltering smile, "then let's take a look around Mr. shansen's social relationship investigation... Takagi?"

"Yes, police!"

"Brother Chenghu," Bumei asked anxiously, "Mr. Kobayashi is not a prisoner, is he?"

"Of course not," Gao Cheng said with a smile, "because Mr. Xiaolin has been single all the time, there will be no emotional disputes, and there is almost no intersection with the victim except this interview..."

"But..."

"Of course, there is an absolute reason, that is, the victim will not let women into his room, if you want to say the reason..."

Gao Cheng takes a photo of the corpse at the scene and looks at a key with a silver pony logo.

"Mr. shansen clearly lives in this one bedroom with no more than 10 square meters, but he is wearing a famous brand and the key of a Ferrari sports car is hanging on his belt. It can be seen that he is the kind of person who would rather cut down his living expenses in order to maintain the life of a famous car

"And the room keys are not put together, which shows that shansen is actually a vain person. This is also the reason why Miss Qinghua, who refused to take the second message, went home."

"Really?" Bu Mei was happy and ran away to talk to Xiao Lin. Gao Cheng has no choice but to put down the photo. In any case, now the editor named Inaba is undoubtedly the most suspicious person, and the relationship between the editor and the freelance writer is different from other people. He is the most likely person to enter shansen's room. Although the information collected is not enough, we can still find subtle loopholes in Daoye's message after excluding the suspicion of other people. In the message, the editor in chief not only answered the voice of the date, but also talked about the competition“ Editor in chief, are you really going to watch the night game today? "“ It doesn't matter. Today is the competition in Dongdu Gymnasium... "It seems nothing at first, but it can produce a lot of associations when brought into the context. The Q & a room seems to be worried about something, and then the editor in chief thinks that it doesn't matter to compete in Dongdu stadium. There is a logical relationship between the two, but nothing special happened last night, and the weather is sunny all day. But today's competition, because it may rain, there is no need to worry about the competition in Dongdu Gymnasium... Combined with other aspects of the situation, the murderer should be no doubt Inaba, but everything remains a line, at least we have to find evidence to be completely sure before we can get to the bottom with several people. I can't be like my uncle. Because of Conan's relationship, his words are always different. It's a household chore to change his words. I'm not surprised that I've been used to it for a long time. Gao Cheng looks back at Conan. This guy is obviously waiting for Inaba to come. This kind of case was not difficult“ Hey, hey, "Conan said gloomily," I didn't say a word... "" I didn't mention that again. " Gao Cheng turns his mouth and hears the sound of a locomotive downstairs. A square faced young man dressed by a staff member stops his muddy and dirty motorcycle, takes off his helmet and rushes upstairs. Gao Cheng's eyes swept over the youth. Unlike shansen, who pays attention to his image, the visitor is wearing old clothes and his rain boots are worn and scratched. He seems to be a rather careless person. The only brand-new thing is the gloves on his hands. He didn't even tear off the price tag. He might have bought them temporarily on the way in a hurry“ What's the matter, Mr. policeman? " Square face youth saw Gao Cheng, Xiao Lin teacher and Conan a few one eye, avoid line of sight to find the scene of Mu Mu police officer a few, "Mr. shansen what's the matter?"