Be the god of death in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 152

Staring at the person next to him who was still clapping his hands for a few seconds, Conan was speechless, and couldn't understand why the other party stayed under Mori Kogoro as his assistant.

This doubt has appeared in his mind more than once, and it is even more prominent now... But now, it is more important to prevent Mouri Kogoro from talking nonsense.

Conan walked up to the dead body of General Dashan, looked at his left hand, and after concentrating on his tone, he shouted, "Wow! Uncle's watch is so cool, it's shining!"

Xiaolan was startled, and hurried over to pull him away from the corpse, "Don't mess around!"

Conan struggled to show his head in her arms, and continued to express:

"Sister Xiaolan, don't you think this uncle is very lucky? His hands are tied behind his back, which means that the murderer must have seen the watch, but he didn't lose it. Isn't this super~~ super lucky!"

"?!" Mouri Kogoro woke up suddenly, "Indeed, the thief didn't take the gold watch when he saw it. Could it be that he..."

Ok!Ok!That's it!Conan nodded inwardly.

"Could he be so nervous that he was confused? He only thought about taking money, but forgot to take valuable things, hahaha, this fool!"

"...", where do you come from to say that others are idiots!Conan secretly gave Mori Kogoro a middle finger, feeling desperate for the pig teammates for the nth time.

But so what, we still have to work hard to solve the case.

Conan cleared up his mood and made persistent efforts:
"Although he is stupid, he is so bold. The footprints outside the window are all straight, without any hesitation - if it is other timid thieves, they will definitely observe the situation outside the window, but this person came in directly I'm not afraid that there is more than one person in Uncle Dashan's house."

"It's really strange..." Xiaolan followed his words and thought for a moment, then suddenly thought of something, and her back felt cold.

She subconsciously left the four members of the Dashan Research Office, and leaned towards the place where Bai Shu and Mori Kogoro were, "Dad..."

This time, Mori Kogoro finally received the signal, his face was serious, and he was a little sober:

"At first glance, it seems to be seeking money, but judging from various details, the murderer is actually targeting Mr. Dashan! And the only ones who knew that he would stay alone in the room watching TV during that time are the four of you."

Jiangnan Guobu's face turned pale, and he raised his hand to cover his mouth, "What do you want to say?"

Mori Kogoro said directly, "The murderer is probably among the four of you!"

He quickly began to check the dead man's alibi.

Jiangnan Guobu was with them all the time, but she left for about 3 minutes because of taking out the garbage. This time was not enough to commit the crime, so she was the first to be ruled out of suspicion.

During that time, Kaori Nakahara went to the convenience store alone and bought snacks for everyone.

Toda Ginji also went skiing alone, and he provided the tickets for the ski resort with the admission time printed on it.

Kanazawa Zhikang was the worst. Although he also acted alone, no one could prove to him about taking a bath—he couldn’t pull it over and rub it to see if it was dry—so he was regarded as a key suspicion by Kogoro Mori Object, grabbed the collar and questioned him.

Conan walked around for a long time, and finally got a little tired.He sat down on the sofa casually while listening to several people stating their alibi.

However, before his butt touched the sofa, he was suddenly picked up by the collar and straightened up again, "Don't you look at the bottom before sitting down?"

"What are you looking at?" Conan looked back suspiciously, and found that there happened to be a lighter where he was going to sit.

It looks like it's quite expensive, and it's not good to sit on it.

"Professor Dashan can really mess things up..." Conan wanted to pull it aside casually, but after thinking about it, he felt that this was something from the scene of the crime, and it was too casual to deal with.

So he withdrew his hand, took out his handkerchief, and squeezed the lighter through the cloth.

As the lighter was picked up, the side that was originally attached to the sofa was exposed, and Conan, who accidentally swept it, was stunned - unlike the clean other side, this side was stained with blood.

"Why is there blood here?!" Conan looked at the lighter in surprise, and then looked down at the sofa. The sofa was clean, and there was no blood spot as he thought.

"It seems that it fell here after the blood coagulated." Bai Shu sat on the other side of the sofa, leaned on the back of the sofa familiarly, picked up the pillow, and yawned, "Come on, solve the case, it's almost ten years It's two o'clock, time to go to bed."

"Why don't you work hard yourself..." Conan was halfway through, and suddenly realized something was wrong, "Wait, you know the murderer again?!

Bai Shu turned his head, leaving him with an unfathomable profile.

This picture of "I know everything but I just won't tell you" made the corners of Conan's eyes twitch twice, and he couldn't help but pour out what he wanted to say:

"Sometimes I really don't understand what you are thinking. You have such outstanding abilities and talents, and you can easily become a detective, but you still have to play dumb-but if you don't like being a detective, why do you stay in Maori? Uncle here? You should be able to find a more formal job."

"Hey...you are still young and have not experienced any storms, so you have this naive idea of ​​'if you are talented, you will be successful'."

Bai Shu memorized the manuscript he had just typed up in a low tone, while trying to put on a story-telling expression.

However, this is a bit more difficult.

So he paused, unfolded the book, put it on his face, only showing a pair of eyes, and said in a muffled voice:

"I like reasoning, but I don't want to be famous. For a profession like detectives, which is easy to offend people, high talent and fame may not be a good thing-in addition to being in contact with endless criminals, it may also attract a small number of people with evil intentions." peers.

"In terms of talent, my father's talent is more than a star higher than mine, but..."

Casually mentioned the non-existent "father", Bai Shu's voice stopped abruptly, he raised two fingers, pushed the notebook up, and even covered his eyes, his expression and thoughts at this moment depended entirely on others Brain supplement.

As a protagonist with a big brain and good at reasoning, Conan's brain supplement ability did not disappoint.

For various reasons, Conan had secretly investigated Baishu's background, knowing that the other's parents were both martyrs and died in a high-level mission.

Coupled with Bai Shu's ambiguous guidance just now, he gradually outlined in his mind a tragic life line of the father's generation of "revenge or jealousy leading to heroic sacrifice", and he showed a slightly guilty look for poking the other's scar.

"I understand what you're doing, but I can't agree with it." Conan fiddled with the lighter in his hand, his eyes lightly passed over the dazzling lights on the roof, and fell on the book that blocked his face with a white tree:
"We have the power to fight against the darkness, so we should take responsibility. If everyone stays back, this society will only get worse.

"After that incident, you still chose to go to the police academy and become a detective instead of just looking for a job to spend the rest of your life. It means that you don't really want to give up this path, right?"

Bai Shu nodded inwardly, this bowl of chicken soup is not bad, well-founded, it is worth making a note.When playing the role of an elder in the future, if you encounter any awkward junior, you can use this to brainwash him.

Produced by the protagonist, it must be a boutique!
Conan noticed his slight nod, breathed a sigh of relief, jumped off the sofa, and said briskly, "I will definitely become the strongest detective in Japan. You should also clear your mind quickly and cheer up."

"..."

It is impossible to cheer up, lying down and paddling is really fun.

However, in order to maintain the complex and tangled character design, Bai Shu firmly maintained this difficult and melancholy pretending to face the book, and did not move for a long time, until the sofa next to him suddenly sank——

(End of this chapter)