Chapter 683

Although I have drawn a card of Japanese history once, it is common for Gao Cheng to know more about Japanese history. Even Chinese history can not be understood, and only enthusiasts will pay attention to Japanese history.

Excluding the military and political aspects that Japan dislikes, Japanese culture naturally gives Chinese a sense of intimacy. Many Chinese cultures have been handed down in Japan. Even Japanese comes from cursive script, although many aspects of localization have developed a lot.

The same is true of China in Conan world. In its long history, martial arts has evolved into a performance event. In Japan, at least Kendo is a competitive sport. On the basis of ensuring safety, it can feel the charm of attack.

In terms of cultural inheritance, Japan has done a good job. Although sometimes the stereotyped traditional ideas have caused a lot of social problems, class solidification and workplace problems have caused suicide cases, there has been no sign of solving them.

It's not without reason that Conan's crime rate is so high. Of course, it's because of this that they have the survival soil for detectives.

Because of the serious shortage of forensic medicine, the rate of unjust cases is quite high. In this context, the police often invite detectives to participate in cases, even if there are forensic medicine in many cases, because it is much easier to find detectives than forensic medicine.

There are at least tens of thousands of registered detectives in Conan world. The number of detectives like Kudo and the Ministry of clothing is unknown, but the reliability can not be guaranteed. Generally speaking, big police stations will choose famous detectives, and the police department will hire Gao Cheng as a special consultant.

Generally speaking, uncle Maori is also very famous, but it may be that he is too familiar with the relationship. The Department of police and television does not specially employ him, and even seldom asks him for help. Most of the time, uncle Maori bumps into him.

In Japanese history, especially when it comes to the Warring States period, Tokyo's historical atmosphere is not particularly strong. The most distinctive place is in Kansai, where the Kendo masters Gao Cheng knows are basically concentrated, such as the Yijing successors of the ancient sword school he met in Kyoto.

However, this time Gao Cheng went not to Kansai, but to Nagano County, which is not far from Tokyo. Usually, ancient cultural customs are preserved in the countryside, and there are even many families that have survived from the Warring States period.

The Hutian family, Gao Cheng and Xiao AI are entertained by the head of the family, Hutian Zhixin, in a big house. When they understand the situation, they also observe the head of the family.

Mr. Hutian, who is more than 60 years old, seems to be at the right time. His Mediterranean hairstyle still keeps his temples. His crowded eyebrows look very powerful. Although he speaks politely, he can't hide his strength.

"This is a picture of my son after he was killed."

Hutian Zhixin gave Gao Cheng a picture of the scene, in which a young man fell on a stone, his neck deformed, and the back of his head was full of blood. It looked rather frightening.

"The whole body was hit hard, the head was broken, and he died because of excessive blood loss..."

"Did you fall to death?"

"Yes," he said with a heavy face, "Yilang, my only son who can inherit the family property, was killed so cruelly... It must be the hand of the ruthless devil who has a grudge against our Hutian family!"

"Someone pushed him down from a height?"

"It was a tornado. My son was caught in the air by the tornado, and then fell to the rock and died. Several people saw him being swept up by the wind, but my son's body was found a day later..."

Hutian's face became fierce.

"Of course, the police think it's accidental death, but if you look at the photo carefully, you can see that it's something that shouldn't be there..."

"Centipede?" Gao Cheng has noticed the dead centipede in the pool of blood.

"This dead centipede was trampled to death, and it was put there before the blood clotted," Hutian said coldly

"That is to say," the door opened, and a woman in kimono came up, "someone saw my son starving and didn't help crying for help, but put such a terrible insect in the pool of blood! My son deserves it

Gao Cheng looked up at the woman with thin neck and sharp chin: "is it just a coincidence? Maybe the centipede that was trampled to death was accidentally swept there by the wind... "

"No way!" Hutian Zhixin insisted, "it was fan CI who found the body. He said that there was no centipede in that area. Someone must have put it on purpose..."

"Numerous times?"

"It's Yilang's younger brother, the fool who indulges in treasure digging every day. Hum, I'm not his son anymore!"

Hearing "treasure digging", Gao Cheng's eyelids moved, but he didn't ask much. He just looked at the photos again.

It's obvious that there is no death mystery at all. It's all an accident caused by a tornado. It's just that there is one more dead centipede

Don't quite understand the intention of killing centipede, just to stimulate Hutian Zhixin?

"So," Gao Cheng continued, "what do you think? Is he the one who bears a grudge against the Hutian family? "

"It must be the Longwei family," the woman said with a gloomy face. "The Longwei family, which has been entangled with our Hutian family for many years, must be the people of their family who are the demons who can't help my son!"

"What's the special meaning of centipede?"“ Who knows? " "But not long ago, their son was also punished by heaven and died. I really deserved it. I thought it was our Hutian family, so I asked you to come here in order to fight them..." "I heard that they invited a very powerful detective to solve the mystery of their son's death that the police couldn't solve..." "ha?" Gao Cheng and Xiao AI look at each other. The mystery of my son's death again... "Is that because of the tornado?"“ It's not. It seems that he was killed. "Hutian Zhixin leaned forward slightly, pressed his eyebrows and looked at Gao Cheng closely." in a word, we Hutian's family will ask you, and the commission fee will not be less. "“ Well... "Gao Cheng sighed, as if he had been involved in something troublesome“ May I see Mr. Fan CI? "“ That not Xiao son is just at home, hum, "Hutian Zhixin said angrily," don't work hard, one day go to the late school to look for treasure! "“ Well, sir, "advised his wife," now this family can only rely on numerous times. " The woman is Hutian Naoxin's wife, Hutian Darong. I don't know why her eyes always feel strange. Gao Cheng looks away from the woman, stands up and leaves with Xiao AI. Then he finds the inside room. When he sees his second son, Hutian Fanci, he knows how Hutian Zhixin looks like he hates iron but not steel. The slovenly and decadent fat man just looked like he didn't have much prospects. Just now, Hutian Zhixin, who had just calmed down, was angry again: "what does it look like all day long?"?! Sooner or later, I will be angry with you! " The woman also said: "you fight for some gas, Fanci..." "I know." Hutian repeatedly bowed his head to answer, looking helpless. When Hutian and his wife left, he asked Gao Cheng with a long breath: "are you the detective that dad found?"“ "Yes," Gao Cheng nodded, "Mr. Hutian said that it might be the Longwei family who let the centipede go..." "at the beginning, I thought it was the Longwei family who hated the Hutian family who did it on purpose," Hutian said with a frown, "but I didn't expect that their KangSi died in a similar way..." "a similar way?"“ Yes, KangSi was tied up and buried in the soil, and his head was beaten to death. It seemed that he had been beaten to death, and put a dead centipede before the blood dried up... "Hutian said with a headache:" now they doubt our family. They think we killed KangSi because our brother's death angered the Longwei family... "" in other words, ”Gao Cheng interrupted, "what is the hatred between the Hutian family and the Longwei family?"“ Well, "Hutian Fanci was stunned," I don't know what to say, but there is a precept of "hating Hutian family". No one knows the specific reason. In fact, our generation doesn't care about it any more. We all have a good time... "