Kexue Magician

Chapter 390 Pure Motive

"Huh? Something seems to be happening ahead."

Looking at the clear river in the distance through the car window, Feng Chu suddenly felt that the car was not moving. He couldn't help turning his head, straightened his waist, looked in front of the car, and said slowly.

As far as the eye can see, the jammed cars are like a long queue that is standing still.

"Could it be a car accident?" Mori Kogoro blurted out.

"It's hard to say! There are no traffic lights after getting on the bridge. If there is no special incident, the traffic flow will not stop. We might as well go down and have a look, maybe we can help."

Feng Chu said without hesitation.

Before Mori Kogoro and the others could speak, he opened the door and walked out.

Moli Kogoro frowned slightly, lowered his head to think for a while, and then agreed: "It makes sense!"

As soon as the words fell, Mori Kogoro realized that Fengchu and Conan were no longer in the car, he immediately widened his eyes, looked ahead, then opened the door, and was about to quickly catch up.

"Hey, hey! Don't run away!"

"I haven't paid you yet, do you want to take the Bawang car?"

The taxi driver in the driver's seat poked his head out and shouted, touched it with his right hand, pressed the red button, and the seat belt buckle popped out immediately.

Mori Kogoro stopped in his tracks, smiled awkwardly, and took out his wallet to pay.

Fengchu walked straight along the direction of the traffic flow. In less than 3 minutes, he came to a place where people were discussing a lot. He squeezed in and saw that there was an old man standing outside the guardrail of the bridge. It seemed that he wanted to jump off the bridge to commit suicide.

"Master, don't be impulsive!"

"Don't be overwhelmed!"

"People only have one life, let's talk about things, and ah, impulsiveness can't solve the problem..."

"Master, you can't solve the problem, don't you still have us? If you have any difficulties, you can tell us, we will work together and brainstorm, and we will definitely be able to help you come up with a good solution..."

The middle-aged man in police uniform persuaded earnestly, and he moved slowly, approaching the hunchbacked old man.

It got closer and closer, but there was still a distance of about three meters.

"do not come!"

"Come again and I'll jump!"

The hunchbacked old man was emotional, clutching the guardrail tightly with his left hand, and waving his right hand, as if he had seen through the police's plan.

"Okay, don't get excited, don't get excited!"

"I don't want to go, I will retreat now..."

The middle-aged policeman smiled wryly, raised his hands in front of his chest, and calmed the hunchbacked old man with a gentle tone. He took two steps back and looked down the bridge out of the corner of his eye. He saw the river flowing at about 1.5 meters per second.

I must hold the old man until the water patrol boat or lifeboat appears.

Otherwise, judging from the height of the bridge and the speed of the water flow, the old man will drown in nine out of ten chances after falling, and then flow to nowhere, making it difficult to rescue.

Come on, hurry up!

A layer of sweat appeared on the forehead of the middle-aged policeman. When he saw the danger, he immediately notified his colleagues before coming up to persuade him.

According to his previous experience, no matter how fast it is, it will take at least eight or nine minutes from the notification to the arrival of the water rescue team. Now only 9 minutes have passed, and the legs of the old man outside the guardrail have begun to tremble.

Uncle, he can't hold on any longer!
The middle-aged policeman looked at the hunchbacked old man with anxiety, sweat dripping down the bridge.

"Conan, it's up to you." In the crowd, Feng Chu raised his brows slightly, put his left hand on Conan's head, and said in a low voice.

Conan's face was solemn, and his brain was thinking extremely fast.

There must be a reason for the hunchbacked old man to jump into the river to commit suicide. Only by finding the crux of the problem can he prescribe the right medicine so that the old man will no longer seek death and life, but what is his heart disease?
Time is running out now, the old man's physical strength has been exhausted!

Conan, who was sweating on his brow, frowned.

"Hey, Fengchu, don't just rely on me, why do you think that old man wants to jump into the river? Also, is your swimming skill good?"

Conan asked in a low voice.

Feng Chu fixed his eyes on the hunchbacked old man, shook his head slightly and said, "Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite..."

"I'm not familiar with the old man, so I don't know why he wanted to jump into the river. Besides, my water skills are average compared to my reasoning ability. I'm afraid that after I jump down, I won't be able to act bravely, and my life will be gone. .”

That's what he said, but Feng Chu felt that he would not drown.

After all, I have a lucky card, which can bless myself, and if I turn bad luck into good luck, I will definitely survive a catastrophe, and maybe I can swim faster than a professional athlete.

Flying card, you can fly away in the air...

There are also ice cards, which can create ice cubes larger than the body.

Wait, ice cards?Feng Chu's eyes suddenly lit up.

Kogoro Mori, who squeezed into the front at some point, spread his hands, and said kindly, "Hello, old man, my name is Detective Kogoro Mori, everyone also calls me Sleeping Kogoro."

"I have solved countless cases in my life, so it can be said that I have rich experience."

"I have also married and established a business. I have a wife and daughter. Whether it is family problems, marriage problems, children's education and learning problems, or daily life problems, I have experienced everything that should be experienced."

"If you have any confusion, just tell me, I, Mori Kogoro, will definitely try my best to help you figure out a solution."

"There are a lot of people here now, why don't you go back to the guardrail first, and then we can find a quiet place to have a good talk?"

Mori Kogoro looked straight at the hunchbacked old man with sincerity in his eyes.

"Mori Kogoro? Mori Kogoro, I know you, you were a policeman before, right?" The hunchbacked old man trembled with his hands, "I heard that you used to be a confused policeman and often messed up cases!"

Mori Kogoro's face turned dark.

He knew that since he became famous, some unscrupulous newspapers did the opposite and tried their best to dig up his black history!

It also happens that some people have very peculiar hobbies, that is, they like to watch the black history of stars, idols, and celebrities, which has caused some paparazzi to have no lower limit.

"Ahem, cough, that's all in the past!" Mori Kogoro argued.

"I do not believe you!"

"Who can solve a case while asleep, it must be a fake, otherwise I can become a detective!"

The hunchbacked old man shook his head vigorously, his legs trembled again.

Mori Kogoro is not going, and it is not going to go.

Feng Chu frowned slightly, and took two steps forward: "Old man, I am Feng Chu, maybe you have heard of me, or the same sentence, as long as the mind does not slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties. If there are difficulties, we will talk about them slowly. Come here first, okay?"

The hunchbacked old man's eyes lit up, and after a while, he nodded vigorously.

"Then come here." Feng Chu smiled.

The hunchbacked old man hesitated for a moment and said, "Come here, I, my legs are weak."

The onlookers smiled.

After rescuing the old man into a taxi, the police and Fengchu persuaded him a bit, and finally understood why the old man wanted to commit suicide by jumping into the river, and they couldn't laugh or cry.

The reason turned out to be—I didn’t want to live anymore.

(End of this chapter)