Ke Xue: Shinichi and I are childhood friends

Tomoaki Shinide drove towards the old house.

After turning a corner, he found that the road ahead was full of big boxes, looking messy, as if they had fallen off the car?

A man in work clothes, holding a fluorescent baton in his hand, stood in front of the goods, facing this side.

Seeing Tomoaki Shinide's car coming, he hurried over.

Tomoaki Shinide rolled down the window and asked in confusion: "Did something happen in front?"

The man raised his hat and said with a guilty look: "Sorry, the goods on the car fell off, we are speeding up the transportation."

"Can't get through?" Tomoaki Shinide leaned out and took a look. Those boxes blocked the road, which was not wide to begin with.

A truck stopped in the middle of the road with double flashes on, and warning signs and warning lights were placed in front and behind the car.

Several workers were trying to carry the boxes, but they looked very heavy, and the workers were quite struggling to carry them.

"Sorry, it may be a little..." The man showed an embarrassed expression.

"I'm in a hurry, let's take a detour." Xinde Zhiming sighed.

He was about to reverse and leave, but he didn't expect that a small truck drove up from behind and blocked the road behind.

Once the truck stopped, the road was not very wide to begin with, and it was barely wide enough for two cars to drive side by side, so it was difficult to reverse.

"Hey!..." Xinde Zhiming looked back and felt very embarrassed. He couldn't help but glanced at the man beside his car, and then sighed hard.

"I'm very sorry." As if he knew that he had caused a lot of trouble to Xinde Zhiming, the man apologized again. After getting the answer that Xinde Zhiming was fine, he walked towards the truck behind and talked to the driver.

The truck driver looked in the rearview mirror and shook his head. The man said something again, and the driver shook his head again. The man looked helpless and walked back.

"I'm sorry, the truck behind seems to be loaded with a lot of goods, so it's inconvenient to turn around, so..." The man looked helpless.

"There's nothing we can do. We can only wait." Tomoaki Shinide sighed again.

…

Old House

Shiho Miyano sat on the sofa, waiting for Tomoaki Shinide to arrive.

The doorbell rang.

Shiho Miyano looked at the door and narrowed her eyes.

She walked over and opened the door a crack, but was surprised to find that it was not Tomoaki Shinide who came, but Judy, who was wearing a black coat and a red turtleneck sweater inside.

"Hi!"

Judy smiled at Shiho Miyano. The light in the house reflected white light on her glasses, and she couldn't see her eyes clearly.

"Teacher Judy?" Shiho Miyano showed a puzzled expression.

Judy smiled and said, "Mio, you should remember me, right?"

Shiho Miyano nodded.

Judy continued, "Dr. Shinide's car had an accident on the road and couldn't come for the time being. He asked me to take you to the hospital for him. If possible, can you open this?" She pointed to the anti-theft iron chain on the door.

Shiho Miyano narrowed her eyes, looked at Judy sharply without saying anything.

However, Judy seemed not to see her eyes, and still kept smiling.

After a while

Shiho Miyano changed her clothes and followed Judy out the door. There was a white Mazda RX-7 parked at the door.

"Teacher Judy, when did you change the car?" Shiho Miyano suddenly asked.

Judy smiled: "The previous car was sent for repair, and this is borrowed from a friend."

"Really," Shiho Miyano looked at Judy deeply, "Then your friend is quite rich, this Mazda RX-7 is not cheap!"

Judy's expression did not change, and she still kept smiling: "Maybe."

Shiho Miyano did not speak again, opened the door and got on the passenger seat. The moment she got in the car, a trace of solemnity flashed across her face - things seemed to have developed unexpectedly.

Judy sat in the driver's seat, started the car and drove forward.

A moment later, a black Peugeot 607 stopped at the door of the old house.

The car door opened, and the person who got out was Judy, who was wearing a dark green long coat...

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On the ghost ship

Mouri Kogoro's shout attracted everyone's attention. Everyone looked up and found Captain Gode hanging upside down on the mast, his hands hanging down, swaying left and right in the sea breeze.

"Wow, the performance is quite realistic." Maori Kogoro put his hands on his hips and exclaimed in amazement.

"Tick!" Suddenly, he felt wet drops of water falling on his face. He couldn't help but touch it with his hand and muttered, "Is it raining?"

After taking a closer look, he was stunned and rubbed his fingers and said, "This, it seems to be blood?"

Bandage Monster and TangThe little monk with the umbrella came over quickly.

Not only on Kogoro Maori's face, but also on the deck, there were several drops of dark red water droplets.

The bandage man squatted down, rubbed some water droplets with his fingers, and then put it under his nose to smell it. His expression suddenly tightened: "This is real blood!"

He looked up at Captain Gode, carefully identified it, and shouted: "Oh no, the captain is in trouble! Put him down quickly!"

Before everyone could react, a gust of wind blew, and Captain Gode swayed back and forth a few times. The rope wrapped around his ankle suddenly loosened under this shaking, and Captain Gode fell straight down.

In the stunned eyes of everyone, he hit the deck with a bang.

"Ah!!!"

Everyone realized something, and immediately someone couldn't help but scream in fear.

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Captain Gode is dead.

He was shot through the heart with a crossbow and died. There was a devil's tarot card on it, as if telling everyone that it was the devil who took him to hell.

Maori Kogoro examined the body with a serious expression, frowned and told the cause of death.

"Wasn't it really like in the movie, that he was taken into the ghost world by the devil?" Suzuki Sonoko hid behind Tengu, using his wings behind his back to cover half of his face.

"Even if there was no devil leading the way, he would have passed the Naihe Bridge immediately," Maori Kogoro said half-jokingly, "He was shot through the heart, almost dead on the spot, the kind that can't be saved."

"Not only that," Tangsan Xiaoseng just turned around, "I didn't find anything like a crossbow for firing crossbows, I'm afraid it has been thrown into the sea?"

Maori Kogoro looked at Tangsan Xiaoseng unexpectedly, always feeling a strong sense of déjà vu on him, but still nodded in agreement.

He shouted: "Where are the staff? Is there a camera on the boat? I need to take pictures of the scene. Please call the police." As a former criminal policeman, Maori Kogoro is still very familiar with the process of handling cases.

Before the police arrived, he planned to take pictures of the scene first. There were too many people here, and the scene would be destroyed if he was not careful.

"There is a digital camera for taking pictures of the party," a staff member came out, "but you are..."

Maori Kogoro coughed, raised his chin and said proudly: "I am Maori Kogoro."

The people on the side heard this name and talked about it in surprise.

Maori Kogoro was very satisfied with the reaction of the crowd, and coughed lightly and said: "Well, because it needs to be used as evidence, it is best to use a camera with film..."

"Sorry, there is only this one digital camera on the boat." The staff showed an embarrassed look.

Suzuki Sonoko took out a camera and came over: "Uncle, can I take a Polaroid?"

Mouri Kogoro looked around and saw that no one else was willing to provide a camera, so he had no choice but to say: "Forget it, it's better than nothing."