When the gin knocks on the door

Chapter 167 Accidents are endless, revealing metaphysics.

After a brief dinner, I became acquainted with Dr. A Li.

I'm still not familiar with it, and Ming Jue didn't inquire about what Kudo Shinichi was doing at Dr. Ali's house.

The main thing is that he is very self-aware, and he can't say that he doesn't have the ability to sniff out information. It's the kind of level where he will be suspected of having ulterior motives every minute.

What's more, he was facing Shinichi Kudo, so he probably wouldn't be able to ask anything, and would be tricked out by the other party.

After leaving Dr. Ali's house, Mingjue followed Kudo Shinichi back to his house.

Kudo Shinichi opened the door while chatting with Mingjue, "Mr. Mingjue, what do you do?"

He is still very eager to explore Mingjue, who is suspected to be related to Xiaolan, and it is necessary to understand the basic situation of the other party.

Although he has the ability to judge the occupation based on the opponent's hand, it is limited to some occupations that can leave marks on the hand.

Regarding what kind of work Ming Jue does, he made a few guesses and felt it was inaccurate.

He was very curious about Mingjue's reason for coming. After all, the matter of Xiaolan's shrinkage was no small matter, and it was impossible for Uncle Mao Li to let the other party get involved with someone without much ability.

But so far he has not found anything special about Ming Jue.

"I, I used to teach children in my hometown martial arts school."

"A martial arts teacher?"

"Basically, it's similar to a teaching assistant." He worked for his own martial arts gym, and naturally he didn't get paid, but that was in the past.

"what about now?"

"I don't have a job now, come to Tokyo to see old friends."

"That's it"

Kudo Shinichi's brain is wide open, this Mingjue knows martial arts, did Uncle Mori entrust him to be Xiaolan's bodyguard?

However, listening to their previous conversation, Uncle Mao Li didn't seem to know that he was coming
He didn't bother to think about it anymore. Since he wanted to know this kind of question, he might as well ask it directly.

Thinking about it, he asked directly, "Did Mr. Mingjue come here at the request of Uncle Mao Li?"

Mingjue didn't know how to answer for a while, he had never met Kogoro Mori, and Kogoro Mori didn't even know who he was.

But let's be honest, this guy later found something abnormal, who knows what he will make up for.

After thinking about it, Ming decided to use another method.

He leaned close to Kudo Shinichi's ear, with a mysterious tone:

"No, I know Mr. Maori, but Mr. Maori doesn't know me. You don't have to believe it. No one told me that Xiaolan became smaller, but I saw it."

"???" Kudo Shinichi was full of question marks.

He subconsciously distanced himself from Ming Jue, he didn't like being so close to strangers.

A mysterious compass appeared on Mingjue's fingertips, making the sound of rattling and turning like gears. Kudo Shinichi's eyes widened, suspecting that he was dazzled.

This compass slowly changes from a point to a large disc until each scale on it is clearly visible.

Seeing such a scene, Kudo Shinichi rubbed his eyes, and then heard Mingjue say:

"I'm a 'Numerologist'."

After finishing speaking, Mingjue joined his palms together, and the compass shrank into a point, as if it had been taken in.

Now that he has already fooled Shuichi Akai and Belmode, he might as well proceed to the end.

The mysterious identity is packaged, and some kind of character is set up.

When things happen, they show their metaphysics.

"What was this just now? My hallucination?"

Kudo Shinichi's voice was inexplicably hoarse.

What he saw just now obviously collided with the scientific worldview he had cultivated in the past ten years.

"This is my compass, you should know what a compass is, right?"

"I know. But."

What was that inexplicable feeling just now?
Why is your compass like this?
"Come in and talk."

After entering the room, Mingjue revealed the compass again, but the difference was that the compass didn't rotate by itself, but Mingjue extended a finger on it, slowly waving on it, chanting words.

"Your name is Kudo Shinichi. You were born on May 5th. You are 4 years old this year. Your father is Yusaku Kudo, and your mother is Yukiko Tengfeng. She is a well-known high school student detective in Kanto, and is called the savior of the Japanese police by some good journalists .”

While talking about Kudo Shinichi's relevant information, he observed Kudo Shinichi's reaction.

Kudo Shinichi was a little surprised when he heard Mingjue's information about him, but it was only a little bit, and this kind of information can be found by casually checking.He was more interested in the compass floating in his hand.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, as if his fingertips touched something real, and the cold touch spread.

"According to your original numerology, you should have been fed poison a week ago and turned into a child by accident. But because of Mao Lilan's intervention, she voluntarily carried the catastrophe for you, so the one who was fed the drug became her ...Fortunately, she was lucky enough, the change in the poison that was supposed to kill people made her smaller..."

Mingjue said this in a calm tone, and Kudo Shinichi, who was still interested in the compass, froze in place.

"You... what did you say?"

Numerology and everything became blurred, and that sentence kept echoing in his ears.

"Xiao Lan saved him, so she became smaller"

These words played in a three-dimensional loop in his ears, almost smashing him into powder.

Xiaolan is because he became smaller...

He was the one who killed Xiaolan...

Feelings of guilt and guilt rushed towards him like raging waves, and he was like a flat boat in the wind and waves, ready to capsize at any time.

Seeing Kudo Shinichi's pale and tottering face, Mingjue suddenly felt a sense of guilt.

Is it not good for him to tell the truth like this?
Look at scaring the kids...

"The numerology of the two of you is like two thick threads intertwined, and they are closely related. Originally, it developed according to the normal situation. After you took the medicine, you became a child and lived in her house for a long time. For a long time, people outside thought that Kudo Shinichi was dead..."

Mingjue didn't repeat what he said just now, but spoke at his own speed.

He knew Kudo Shinichi could hear it.

Although he was a little guilty, he knew that Kudo Shinichi was not someone who would be knocked down so easily, besides, Xiaolan was okay, he would recover soon.

"You eat and live together, you have experienced a lot together, you are not willing to tell her your identity, and you are not willing to tell her the truth, she has been waiting for you for a long time, so long that even she thinks that Kudo Shinichi will not come back ..."

"When I first met her, I saw her fortune telling. After knowing that my most important person would encounter such an accident in the future and disappear, she remembered it in her heart. At that time, That is, last week, I chose to change this doom without any hesitation..."

Most of what Mingjue said was true, but a little bit of artistic processing was simply done.

It’s true that they eat and live together, and they have experienced a lot, but Mao Lilan has always believed that he will come back, and he doesn’t think that Kudo Shinichi will not come back like he said.

But anyway, no one knows, so just let him make it up, as long as it can scare the person involved, it is a good story.

"It's just that the reason why the calamity is calamity is because he is not so easy to be changed. She carried the calamity for you, so the smaller one became her..."

Mingjue folded his palms together and put away the compass.

Kudo Shinichi also recovered from that precarious state.

His reason and emotion are constantly at war. One side thinks that what Mingjue said is false, made up, and deceiving. All fortune tellers are deceiving...

But the other party said that what he said was correct, if he hadn't wanted to chase those two men in black, Xiaolan would have had no accident, and they all said his fault...

The two parties seemed to have turned into two personalities, black and white, arguing endlessly, which made him have a splitting headache.

He rubbed his temples in pain, trying to relieve this feeling, but he was not relieved at all. Instead, the scientific worldview established over ten years seemed to collapse.

"So, it's all because I am?"

Mingjue shook his head, stretched out his hand and nodded between his brows.

Kudo Shinichi suddenly felt a coolness coming from between his brows, which made him clear up a lot.

He didn't believe in such mysterious and mysterious things at first, but now seeing is believing and having real experience, he has no choice but to believe.

"Everything has a cause and effect. Your character and your identity are destined to fight against danger. You will inevitably face many dangers. This catastrophe may be another catastrophe or another catastrophe..."

"Is there really a theory of cause and effect in this world?" All kinds of temples and Taoist temples advocate the theory of cause and effect.

Although there are some truths, Kudo Shin has always thought that these things are just used by the rulers to appease the hearts of the people and fool the masses.

Otherwise, why do some evil people live well, while some good people do not end so well.

"Everything has a reason, what kind of cause, what kind of effect, cause and effect seems to be metaphysics, but it is actually logic and probability. It is the result of a combination of things. You are a detective, so when you encounter things Will actively investigate the case, and the danger of encountering probability is too great.

"Even if you didn't encounter something like last week, what about next time? What about next time? But can you give up being a detective? You won't, so it is inevitable to put people around you in danger of."

"If you don't want this kind of thing to happen, you can only change yourself, either stop being a detective, or make yourself more cautious and stronger!"

Mingjue always felt that some of Kudo Shinichi's actions were too reckless, and it would be a good thing to educate him.

Especially when it involves the person he cares about the most, for Xiaolan's safety, he must be able to listen to it.

Kudo Shinichi exhaled slowly, "I see..."

What this person said is indeed correct. The so-called cause and effect is the result of a combination of things.

Since something has happened and cannot be changed, what he has to do is to make up for it, rather than immerse himself in it.

The way he looked at Mingjue changed, a little more in awe.

This extraordinary ability always makes people subconsciously awe.

"Does Mr. Mingjue know how to restore Xiaolan to her original state?"

"The person who tied the bell has to be untied. Whoever researches the medicine, the antidote will naturally depend on her."

Kudo Shinichi was startled when he heard this.

Uncle Maori said that it was Xiaolan's friend Miyano Shiho who was researching the antidote. Does that mean that she was the one who researched the poison!

For a moment, his vigilance against this Miyano Shiho whom he had never met before was infinitely heightened.

He even wondered if the other party was using Xiaolan as a guinea pig...

Seeing Kudo Shinichi's expression, Mingjue knew that he was thinking too much.

It's just that it's useless for outsiders to say that Miyano Shiho has many things. Outsiders' opinions are all outsiders' opinions. Whether it is good or bad, you still have to find out for yourself.

"Mr. Mingjue, rest first, I'll go find Xiaolan!" Saying that, Kudo Shinichi ran out of the house.

He has too many things to say to Xiaolan, not only to apologize to Xiaolan, but also to make Xiaolan be careful about that Miyano Shiho.

She may well have ulterior motives!
Seeing Kudo Shin running out without looking back, Mingjue was stunned for a moment.

Are you in such a hurry to find Xiaolan this late at night?
Today's young people are really resolute...

He shook his head, opened his backpack, and prepared to wash.

Kudo Shinichi originally wanted to take a taxi there, but it didn't work after waiting for a few minutes for a taxi.Really impatient to wait, he chose to run over, and it only took a few kilometers to take a shortcut.

There were no pedestrians on the road at night, and a street light was on tens of meters away.A few moths flapped their wings and gathered under the dim light of the street lamps, leaving swaying shadows on the ground.

There is no moon tonight, the clouds are thick, and even the stars are very sparse.

The wind was blowing head-on, and the leaves were rustling, which inexplicably made people worry that something bad would happen tonight.

Shinichi Kudo ran across the sidewalk, leaving lights and tree shadows behind.

Running to the edge of the river, he stopped panting and changed to a slow walk to adjust his breathing.

From a distance, he saw a man standing by the river. The man was standing in the shadows, his long golden hair was blown by the wind.

Seeing such an image, Kudo Shin subconsciously thought of that man, and with a thought, he slowed down and walked in slowly.

Once he was able to walk in, he could see more clearly.

The man was wearing a hat and a black windbreaker, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding something to his ear, as if he was talking on the phone.

This figure, this dress, no matter how you look like that person!

He looked around, trying to find a place to hide, to hide and listen to what he was talking about, who he was talking on the phone.

However, the surrounding area was empty, and some small trees were no thicker than his arm, so there was no way to hide people.

The same is true for the bottom of the river, from the perspective of the other party, it is completely unobstructed.

After thinking about it, he took out the bug that he got from Dr. Ali today from his pocket. Although the function is not perfect, it can only be used now.

He took out a piece of chewing gum from his pocket, chewed it softly and then wrapped the bug. In order not to stick to his hands, he grabbed a handful of ashes from the ground and put a layer of camouflage on the bug again.

After finishing his preparations, he pretended to run behind him, and the bug wrapped in chewing gum fell silently from his cuff and rolled to the opponent's feet.

(End of this chapter)