Conan's grammatical investigator

Chapter 88 Conan: I should be in the closet!
Conan expressed his reasoning confidently.

In fact, Conan had already guessed the identities of the two in the basement through the self-disclosure behavior of the man in the black skirt and the photos found upstairs.

It is the mother and child in the photo except the male host.

Although the mother and child look very similar, especially the iconic pointed nose, they are exactly the same, and their appearance must have undergone some changes in five years.

But the son in the photo has a mole under the eyelid.

The man in the black dress in front of him had no moles on his face, so he should be his mother.

And the one who was lying on the bed with his back to the iron railing, called "Zhao Fu", could only be his son.

Next, Conan continued to talk.

For example, in a home that no one has lived in for five years, there is running water gushing from the bathroom faucet; there is a wooden door on the side courtyard wall of a bungalow that is obviously older than the wall.

These discoveries were said, and Conan slowly expressed his conclusion.

"At first, I just felt a little strange here."

"But from your conversation just now, I have completely solved all the mysteries here."

"Generally speaking, there are only two possibilities in this situation, one is"

Conan put one hand in his pocket confidently, and stretched out two fingers with the other hand.

"And another situation is that the one who killed the master was the son who was imprisoned by you!"

Conan pointed his index finger at the back in the cell.

And that figure from the back seemed to have heard Conan's voice, and reacted, moving his body slowly.

At this time, the man in the black dress with the sharp knife became more emotional, and shouted in his throat: "Who the hell are you!"

"My name is Edogawa Conan, and I'm a detective."

Conan calmly revealed his identity, and was about to continue admonishing him, but the mood of the man in the black skirt developed in a more uncontrollable direction.

"Detective, detective"

"Hmph, hum—"

A piercing cold hum came from the bottom of his throat, and the sharp knife in his hand shone with a cold light.

Suddenly, the body of the man in the black skirt rushed towards Conan, while shouting hysterically, "Go to hell!"

Conan's pupils dilated, and he had expected that the man in the black skirt might resist, so he quickly squatted down and adjusted the knob on the foot strengthening shoes.

But as soon as the knob was adjusted to the correct position, when the colorful arcs flickered on the upper in an unscientific way, the man in the black skirt rushed in front of Conan.

A strong hand grabbed Conan's throat directly, pressing the small body firmly against the wall.

Please bean mom!

Conan was extremely surprised in his heart.

Because according to my imagination, it should be no matter how close the other party is to me or how urgent the situation is.

I have enough time to unscrew the switch of the foot-strengthening shoes, and then kick something completely, hitting the opponent's neck and above, knocking the opponent unconscious.

But why?
this time
Conan's consciousness began to blur.

But between his slightly narrowed eyelids, he could already see the sharp knife in the man's hand about to swing towards him.

And in the corner of his eyes, there was Ayumi who was so frightened that her legs collapsed.

步美
Run
Qin Zhibo, who was hiding in the tin cabinet, listened carefully to all of Conan's reasoning.

To be honest, Qin Zhibo did not expect that a "house inspection" randomly entrusted by Matsumoto Ryohei would have such an "exciting" background story behind it.

But this time Qin Zhibo was not as surprised as before.

After all, with his previous experience, Qin Zhibo has already prepared for the routine events to become less routine.

But when Qin Zhibo silently watched what Conan was going to do next after finishing his reasoning, a dazzling colorful light suddenly flashed Qin Zhibo's eyes.

When Qin Zhibo regained his sight, Conan was pressed against the wall and rubbed against the wall.

This.
Although it was another chance, this time Qin Zhibo did not have the idea of ​​watching Conan die and then preparing for the investigation of the corpse himself.

People still need to be saved, but we must pay attention to the method and method.

If he came out of the closet directly at this time (opened the closet door and walked out), Conan was likely to be held hostage and become a hostage.

So it's best to make the person in the black skirt unresponsive.

So Qin Zhibo sacrificed the flash gun from his system props column.

Without needing to aim precisely, Qin Zhibo fired directly in the direction of Conan and the man in the black skirt through the door of the metal cabinet.

Three bullets passed through the cabinet door without injury and scattered into the brains of Conan and the man in the black skirt.

Q1: Was the gas turned off this morning?

The man in the black skirt: In order not to be discovered, in addition to eating cold food, he usually eats bentos from convenience stores. When did you turn on the gas?

Q2: Did you lock the door when you went out today?
Man in black skirt: I forgot to lock the door when I came back, so a few "rats" ran in.
Q3: Is the child your own?

Conan:?
Three questions were forcing the process, and the door of the metal cabinet was kicked open suddenly.

Boom!
The man in the black skirt couldn't respond, so Qin Zhibo stepped forward and threw the man in the black skirt away, saving Conan.

Conan rubbed his neck with his hands, and when his eyes could see clearly, he finally saw Qin Zhibo.

Conan: "?"

Conan, who stared wide-eyed and surprised, really couldn't figure out why he could meet Qin Zhibo in the basement of this haunted house.

But when his eyes turned to the open metal cabinet next to him, Conan instantly understood.

This Qin Zhibo actually hid in the cabinet before he came!

No wonder I couldn't open the door of the metal cabinet just now.

Turns out there was someone in the closet.
I should be in the closet!

Conan didn't have time to ask Qin Zhibo why he was here, because the man in the black skirt had already stood up slowly.

With the backing, Conan now has a lot more confidence.

"The crime of murder is too serious. The strange sound coming from the house should be the sound of your son sighing."

"So. Surrender!"

Conan glanced at the "son" in the cell, feeling a little disappointed.

Because judging from what the man in the black skirt said just now, the son should be locked up here because of guilt and wanting to surrender.

Then when his life was in danger just now, the son whose conscience had not died out should come forward to stop him.

But from the beginning to the end, the son was lying on the bed like a normal person, completely ignoring things outside the cell.

Could it be that the closed time is too long, and there is something wrong with the spirit?
After all, being locked in such a dark basement is really more difficult than going to jail.

Imprisonment in Japan is a single room, three meals plus a hot bath, and cakes for birthdays.

Although freedom is very restricted, staying in this kind of basement is almost the same thing.

Conan is thinking about how to introduce the benefits of Japanese prisons to the mother and son, and try to make them surrender to the police station.

If it really doesn't work, let Qin Zhibo use force to catch them.
Meanwhile, Qin Zhibo looked at the man in black dress in surprise.

Because in Qin Zhibo's vision, the identity information of the man in the black skirt is as follows:
Name: Akio Koda

Sex: Male
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　Thank you for the noble 1500 reward for boiled eggs, thank you for the 500 reward for the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng Office, thank you for the 233 reward for the book artist Buhuaben, and thank you Omachi Kai and q178cf for your reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)