Conan: The Second Personality of Kaitou Kidd

Chapter 343

Ginzo Nakamori is well-founded.

... At least he thinks he has a reason.

First of all, it is well known that Phantom Thief Kidd is a wicked witch lady.

It is also certain that on the rooftop, Kaito Kidd is wearing a snow-white robe with a deep V, revealing the front skin from the neck to the waist, and exposing the abdominal muscles. He is a male.

Excluding some unbelievable magical guesses, there is one that is relatively in line with the normal worldview: there are two Kaitou Kidds, one male and one female.

Three new conjectures can be derived from this conjecture:
①From the very beginning, there were two Kaitou Kidds.

②From the beginning, Phantom Thief Kidd was a male, but later a female was added.

③From the beginning, Kaito Kidd was a woman, but later a man was added.

No matter what it is, it involves a question: what is the relationship between the two phantom thieves Kidd?
"Couples with a close relationship," Nakamori Ginzo firmly listed the two possibilities he thought, "have a blood relationship."

"Original," the host exclaimed, "so it is."

She reacted, "Wait, this is something that can be broadcast. Police Department Nakamori means 'or', either as a couple or as a blood relationship."

He asked again, "Then why did you confirm that they are 'brothers and sisters'?"

Nakamori Ginzo first ruled out couples for a very simple reason: Miss Kidd is a witch with a bad personality.

Witch!

99% of the relationships between the wicked and naughty Witch Miss will not be equal.

"After the show ended last night, I went back to the scene to conduct a review with the detectives who came here specially," Nakamori Ginzo said solemnly, "Almost all the detectives agreed that 'the two Kaitou Kidds are equals' .”

"We excluded couples first."

After that is the 'blood relationship', which is quite a wide range, but regardless of whether the witch comes first, it limits their absolute intimacy, so the scope is directly narrowed to a limited level.

"Because Ms. Kidd is quite self-willed," Nakamori Ginzo smiled brightly, "It's like a cute and self-willed little sister who is good at pranks."

"And the Phantom Thief Kidd that night was really..."

cold.

Now recalling that night of playing cards and snow, recalling the Kaitou Kidd he saw at that time, Nakamori Ginzo has only one feeling: cold.

It was as cold as an unsheathed sword, and the blade was pointed at him, making him instinctively fall into an ice cave.

He finished recalling, and smiled brightly again, "I thought their relationship was brother and sister."

Host: "Wow."

There is joy on the TV, but there is silence outside the TV.

Detective Baima stared at the TV seriously, without a trace of his eyes turning to the direction of the kitchen, "... As I said, you should read the script book of the Nakamori Police Department in advance."

He clarified for himself, "I did not participate in the exchange of the detectives."

Hattori Heiji is a keen high school student detective.

Mori Kogoro is a famous detective who has recently become famous and cracked seven or eight cases a day, but only rubbed his neck and complained about his sore neck.

Detective Baima wasn't sure if they would be keen to catch their breath and get some intelligence.

Moreover, he suspected that Kogoro Moori really doubted himself, because: the child who was with Kogoro Moori often looked up.

Especially when Nakamori Ginzo and Mori Kogoro had heated discussions, such as "Miss Kidd is frivolous and nasty to the police detective, will she be cute and cute to her brother?" and other topics.

Detective Baima restrained his expression very well, promptly deleted the things he shouldn't have heard from his mind, and carefully did not reveal the slightest flaw that he might know Kaitou Kidd.

He turned his head to look at Baishui.

Bai Shui stared at Ginzo Nakamori, who was smiling happily, for a few seconds, then shifted his gaze to Tan Baima.

He clarifies, "I'm big."

Baima Tan nodded immediately, "Well, I know, you are not brothers... what?"

Bai Shui: "I am brother."

He walked back to the kitchen, calmly prepared the instant coffee, and said clearly, "Do you want to add sugar?"

Detective Baima: "...No need."

Only to clarify that he is the elder brother, but not to clarify that the other is not the younger sister, right?
...These two guys are indeed blood-related brothers.

Only when the relationship is good enough will the other party be persecuted in a serious manner.

Tan Baima sensibly does not think about the relationship between the Kuroba family and the Kudou family, more precisely, he does not make up his mind without evidence.

He coughed lightly, "Excuse me, may I visit your room?"

He added, "I did not participate in the detectives' discussion of Kaitou Kidd."

Added again, "Tomorrow night at the latest, I will leave Neon."

Translation: Before leaving the battlefield, can you satisfy the detective's desire to solve the case?This is a will.

There was no response from the kitchen.

Baima raised his eyebrows and looked over suspiciously.

He saw Bai Shui's quiet profile.

With lowered eyes, Baishui has torn open the packaging bag of instant coffee, and is quietly watching the black and gray particles pour out and collide messily at the bottom of the cup.

Probably because he couldn't stand the bad taste of instant coffee, his brows were slightly wrinkled.

It seems that I didn't hear it.

Baima Tan repeated it two or three times, and finally stood up before Baishui looked over.

He replied slowly: "Yes."

White Horse Detective: "..."

Did you really not hear his question just now?
But in the living room, there is only Nakamori Yinzo and the host's happy cross talk, and there are no other sounds. It stands to reason that Baima Tan's voice can be heard.

Unless you are communicating with others, listen patiently to other people's voices, and your ears are occupied by other people's voices, so you can't hear his voice.

Like built-in headsets.

Tan Baima didn't say much, just looked at Bai Shui a few more times, then walked along the living room to Kaito Kuroba's bedroom.

He pushed open the door and took a look, and took a look at the scene in the bedroom: it was very clean overall, without any mess or dust, and without any strange smell, so clean that even the books on the bookshelf were arranged by size and color. It used to be refreshing.

The bed was also clean and tidy. The quilt was not folded, but spread flat on the entire bed without any wrinkles.The floor was clean, without a single stain.The shutters are slightly open to allow the air in the room to circulate.

Detective Baima didn't enter the room. He patiently described the entire bedroom bit by bit with his eyes, scanned the magic supplies and props that could be seen everywhere in the bedroom, closed the door, and walked to the next door.

He pushed open the door and found that this was probably the room of Kuroba's parents. The room had a double bed and a vanity mirror. The room was also spotless, and even the crystal chandelier shone with sunlight.

But not quite neat.

In front of the bed, there is a fluffy carpet.

There is no wrinkle on the carpet, and even the direction of the hair is in one direction. A mirror about half the height is standing diagonally beside it, facing the carpet.

If you sit on the carpet, you are opposite to the mirror. As long as you don't deliberately lower your head to bury it between your legs, you can definitely see the mirror.

The mirror couldn't see the door, but only part of the wall beside the door.

Bai Matan took a few steps forward, and walked into the edge of the wall reflected in the mirror.

There was nothing in the mirror, and there was still only the wall around the edge, without any change.

Baima raised his eyebrows, retreated to the door, and whispered to himself, "A communication device that looks like a mirror? There are blueprints on the surface?"

It stands to reason that one of the adults in Heiyu's family has passed away, and the other has not returned to Nihong for a long, long time. No matter how tidy this bedroom is, it will still feel a little lonely and lonely.

but no.

There is popularity in this room.

Baima Tan wasn't too surprised. He carefully described the bedroom with his eyes and closed the door.

(End of this chapter)