Special A-level danger warning

The incident took place in the hotel's large hot spring pool for all residents.

Although there will be a similar hot spring pool in each guest's room, the large hot spring pool at the bottom, which is separate for men and women, is also very popular among guests, and many guests choose to soak in the hot spring here.

So generally speaking, this is not a good place to kill people and throw their bodies.

Besides, there was more than one dead person. The two corpses suspended in the hot spring were still neatly wearing bathrobes. Their exposed skin was already swollen and even turned pale from the hot spring water. The time of death was definitely more than two or three hours.

The two deceased were men, but they appeared in the hot spring pool for women, and they floated up from the bottom of the hot spring pool. No matter how you look at it, it was a deliberate murder.

Jintian Yiyi was comforting the frightened Ome Nanase Miyuki, while Mao Lilan on the side also received Conan's concern.

The hotel manager who arrived in a hurry couldn't help sweating profusely when he saw this, but gradually calmed down after the panic, and rationally ordered his staff to protect the scene first, call the police, and gather all the guests.

The police dispatched the police very quickly and arrived within a short time after all the residents had gathered.

Edogawa Ranpo sat on a chair leaning on a comfortable cushion, obviously not interested in this murder case, but held the book of Henggou's official history indifferently, and chatted with Feng Xinzhi about the modus operandi in the book .

Facing the gaze cast by the president, Ranpo glanced at Kogoro Mori and Kazuhiro Kaneda, who were allowed by the police to touch the body of the deceased, and indicated that there was no need to do it himself, and someone else could do it for him.

As for a certain elementary school student who wanted to squeeze in to see the situation, he was coaxed back by the police on the grounds that children could not watch it. However, Kaneda Yiyi, who is also a high school student detective, was unimpeded, and even exchanged opinions with Mori Kogoro .

Conan:  …

It's not very cool, but is it serious to exchange ideas with Uncle Maori?Really won't be speechless?

He wanted to sneak in but was caught by his girlfriend who didn't know his real identity. After trying several times, Hara Kudo Shinichi Edogawa Conan had to decide to give up.

Conan, who had been quiet for a while, glanced around and stopped, unable to move away.

If I'm not mistaken, the boy who handed the book to the person next to him boredly, and then started playing marbles, no, the young man is Mr. Ranpo Edogawa!

What to do, what to do, the idol is right in front of me, should I ask for an autograph or something.

After all, what was lost was Edogawa Conan's face, not his Kudo Shinichi's face, and it was a child who would not be too embarrassed to be rejected.

Feeling excited and imagining in his heart, Conan said to Mao Lilan and ran down from his seat, ran in the direction of chaotic walking, took out a small book for autograph from his pocket, and handed it over happily, His eyes are shining.

Feng Xinzhi, who was looking at the book, heard the movement, glanced lightly but didn't care, and moved the book to Dazai Osamu so that he could read it together.

Osamu Dazai, who was immersed in the joy of reading with Zhikun, suddenly saw Conan who was handing the notebook and pen to Ranpo, his eyes paused for a moment.

Wait, he seems to know where the failure of his perfect travel plan is.

I didn't realize it much before, I didn't expect this hot spring hotel to be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and there are not only Edogawa Conan but also Kaneda Yiyi among the guests.

Why didn't I find it when I was looking through the guest information?

Osamu Dazai stared at Conan closely, lost in thought.

Carefully holding the small notebook with the idol's signature, Conan suddenly felt like he was being watched by a scary guy.

He scratched his head, looked left and right, and then attributed the feeling just now to an illusion, stuffed the small book into his pocket properly, and said goodbye to his idol in a low voice.

Obviously, Mr. Ranpo could see through the truth of the murder, but he didn't reveal his identity, obviously he didn't want to get involved.

Probably for Mr. Ranpo, this case is too simple, and someone has already taken over it, so there is no need to show up.

Conan, who found a reasonable reason for his idol, walked back to Mao Lilan quite contentedly, and glanced at Mr. Ranpo.

Surprisingly, there is no useful information, but he should be familiar with Mr. Ranpo, maybe he is also a detective.

It's just that the aura doesn't go well with detectives, and there's an indescribable feeling about it.

He looked back after a few glances, and didn't worry too much about it.

Of course, the most urgent task is to find a way to sneak into the scene. He looked left and right, but still sneaked out without giving up.

Ranbu, who had just signed Conan's name, seemed to have discovered something interesting. He turned his green eyes away from the bored look before, and then quietly approached Feng Xinzhi with a soft tone.

"You know about the medicine that makes you smaller?"

Although it was a question, there was no doubt in the tone, full of determination.

It is not accurate to say that it is a medicine for shrinking. According to my own speculation, it should be a medicine with a high mortality rate that can be used as a poison.

Judging from his observation of Conan in a short period of time, this guy should be keen on reasoning and solving crimes, otherwise he would not always yearn for crime scenes blocked by the police, and he is quite courageous.

There is a high probability that he bumped into some black transaction scene, and was killed by poison, but luckily he didn't die, but became smaller.

It is more interesting. If the toxicity of this drug is weakened, is it really a drug that can make people smaller, or is it just a supernatural ability that acts on the drug?

Ranpo opened his eyes, showing a longing expression as he saw a pile of snack cakes running around in front of his eyes.

Hearing this, Feng Xinzhi thought for a while, and really pulled out the name of this drug from his previous memory.

"APTX4869, but it is not recommended to try. If you want to get smaller, I am more inclined to recommend Ms. Okura Yeko from the "Hound Dog" unit of the military police. "

Okura Yeko's supernatural ability "breathing of the soul" can adjust the physical age of the person in contact.

If this world is consistent with his original world in this respect, then this drug named APTX4869 is the product of stealing Okura Yeko's body cells and researching them.

However, it is not necessarily true theft, there is still the possibility of internal transactions and so on.

Hearing these words, Ranpo put his fingertips against his chin, as if he was seriously thinking about how to get in touch with Okura Yeko.

"... Forget it, I still don't want to see that terrible uncle for the time being."

After weighing it up, Ranpo decided to give up this plan for the time being, after all, he really has a psychological shadow on the captain of "Hound Dog", Fukuji Sakurachi.

On average, he would be truly frightened only once every ten years, and Fukuchi Sakurachi left an indelible impression on him at the celebration meeting commemorating the founding of the detective agency.

Feng Xinzhi smiled softly and did not speak, his kite-colored eyes glowed a bit dazzling under the bright light in the hall.

In the original world, his relationship with Fukuji Sakurachi was a bit complicated, and the other party was regarded as his elder.

Although there are some things that are kept secret, he still knows a little bit, such as the other party's life sign that almost subverts the order in a certain sense.

He doesn't need to judge the right or wrong of this concept, he just needs to be prepared not to be disrupted by the other party.

the other side.

Before dispatching the police, he had received an order from his superiors not to interrogate the residents, so the police officer could only wipe off his cold sweat, carefully avoiding the residents who might have important figures in them, and pinned his hopes on the two well-known detectives who were investigating the scene Mr.

Kindaichi expressed confusion about the reasoning made by Mori Kogoro, but he was unable to refute the other party due to insufficient evidence.

The investigation of the corpse and the scene is almost complete, but there is no breakthrough. We can only take a break at halftime to exchange views with the police.

Although it took a long time, but fortunately there are all food and heating equipment in the hall, and the residents did not make a fuss.

Osamu Dazai, who was a little sleepy from reading, abruptly stuffed his fingertips into his pockets, and quietly cut off the phone that was making a sound.

Feng Xinzhi, who noticed his movements, looked at him quietly, and Osamu Dazai immediately showed a cute and cute smile, expressing that he had done nothing bad.

Didn't really do anything, just hung up on a little slug, it didn't matter at all.

Feng Xinzhi stared at him for a long time, Dazai Osamu couldn't maintain his deliberately obedient smile, so he could only take out his mobile phone and handed it to Feng Xinzhi sadly.

His cell phone has already blocked Zhong Ye, so the cell phone that Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye can call in is Feng Xinzhi's.

Looking at the above two or three hung up calls and a dozen unread text messages, Feng Xinzhi can already imagine how manic Mr. Zhongyuan is on the other side.

He could only get up from his seat, handed over the book in his hand amid the other party's dejected lamentation, and lowered his voice.

"If you're sleepy, go back to your room first, the police probably won't stop you."

Watching Feng Xinzhi gradually walk out of the hall, obviously looking for a place where no one is around to make a phone call, Osamu Dazai kept scratching the pages with his fingertips, and decided to secretly increase the workload for Chuya after returning.

"Pfft."

Osamu Dazai moved his ears and heard the laughter of Luanpo.

Although the other party seemed to be playing marbles, he had reason to believe that this guy must be laughing at himself.

He lifted the book and spread it over his face, trying to pretend to be asleep.

……

Outside the traditional Japanese-style corridor is a quiet path, surrounded by scattered flowers and plants, and a few evergreen trees are also growing lushly.

Feng Xinzhi leaned against the edge of the door, and listened to Nakahara Nakaya's yelling at Osamu Dazai without changing his face, and did not interrupt but allowed the other party to vent his emotions.

Sure enough, the voice of cursing and cursing Nakahara Chuya weakened, and the voice that was originally like turning on the hands-free has dropped back to normal decibels.

He always felt that he was a little uncomfortable scolding Dazai Zhi to Feng Xinzhi, so he might as well wait until the mackerel came back and scold him in front of him.

"...So tell me to come back quickly! Mafia's various handover tasks and some important documents need to be signed by the leader himself, so don't waste time outside."

Hearing Zhongyuan Zhongye babbling a lot, the core content was roughly "Go back to Dazai, die and go back", Feng Xinzhi blinked and dismissed the idea of ​​reminding the other party about the oracle of silver.

He always felt that Mr. Zhongyuan would be even more irritable when he mentioned this matter.

"Although I really want to reply that I will go back immediately, but if I really want to go back, I guess I have to wait until after the New Year."

These words made Zhong Yuan Zhong, who was opposite him, take a deep breath, but before he could be furious online again, he heard Feng Xinzhi's calm and clear voice.

"So, I can only say something in advance." Feng Xinzhi looked at the corner of the corridor covered by vegetation, and said with a faint smile in his voice, "Happy New Year, Mr. Zhongyuan."

Zhong Yuanzhong, whose anger level soared to half and was stopped, was also a little stuck. He didn't know what to reply for a while, so he could only say something dry.

"Well, then you too, happy new year."

It wasn't until he hung up the phone with a dazed expression that Zhongya Nakahara came to his senses, his expression became tangled for a while and became vicious.

This is fucking changing the subject, he was actually fooled, how could he be repaired.

Feng Xinzhi, who hung up the phone, did not leave in a hurry, but glanced at the corner of the corridor again, and walked there steadily.

Whether eavesdropping is a good habit is another story, but don't get caught.

Conan, who was hiding behind the corner of the corridor, was sweating nervously. Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, his breathing was stagnant, and his heart almost stopped beating.

dying.