The vest is played on the face of the card

what's going on!

Conan's nerves were tense, and he ran towards the back mountain almost subconsciously.The shrunken body severely restricted his movement at this time, and the child's physical fitness was not enough to support him to easily climb to the top of the mountain.

Damn it, let's go faster...!

Adults only need a few minutes on the mountain road, and it took Conan 10 minutes.

When he finally made it to the top, all he saw was bright red spurts of blood.At this time, the sky slowly became dense with thick clouds, as if it was going to rain.

Conan took out a handkerchief from his arms, and he carefully broke off a blood-stained leaf from a branch and wrapped it in the handkerchief.

Only at this moment did he notice the people on the side.

He holds a wooden barn in his hand.

Conan looked at him like an enemy, and the man said, "Are you even afraid of me, kid?"

He laughed self-deprecatingly, and threw the wooden warehouse in his hand aside, as if he had no intention of resisting.

The embarrassed man glanced at Conan and said, "My little friend, please call the police for me. I have committed an irreparable crime."

Conan couldn't calm down, and now he couldn't care less about pretending to be a child. He said, "What happened here, and who are you?"

The man said: "I am the murderer who killed Mr. Okumura. I have already promised that Xiangtaro will keep everything that happened just now a secret. I will take his secret to the grave. Now I have admitted my identity as a murderer, kid , The next thing is not what you should know."

Because he is a child, don't you plan to tell him what happened?

Conan thought this way, and the anxiety in his heart made him feel anxious involuntarily.

hateful.

What happened, and whose blood was on the ground?

The sky finally rained, they didn't bring umbrellas, everything around them was soaked by rain, even the blood stains couldn't be seen clearly.

Of course, the handkerchief in Conan's arms was completely wet.

The murderer in front of him suddenly stood up, his movements were quick, and before Conan could resist, he bit his own finger and covered the handkerchief with his own blood.

Conan shouted loudly: "What are you doing?"

The man said: "Little friend, I don't know who you are, but in this case, even you can't easily send these blood samples for testing, right? This is the last thing I can do for Shotaro. "

The rain falling from the sky is like tears, washing the world.

Alarm bells go off and it's all over.

The man said, "Say to Shotaro for me, I'm sorry for making this city cry."

He opened the barn against himself.

The movement was so fast that Conan had no time to stop it.If it was an ordinary child, he would probably be yelling in fright now, but Conan gave first aid to the man immediately.

But there was no way, his life was gone.

After a while, the police went up the mountain and saw Conan and the man.

So far, the case is all over.

Conan was drenched all over, he had no way of knowing what was going on, so he could only go back and take a hot bath.

After taking a bath, it was already dark, and Mao Lilan prepared some snacks.

Mao Lilan said: "Conan, I'm going to Narumi Detective Agency across the street, do you want to go with me?"

Conan frowned and said, "It's very late, let's go tomorrow, maybe he has already rested."

Mao Lilan thought for a while: "That's true, but today, Mr. Shotaro suddenly disappeared on a motorcycle. I am very worried about him."

——So the scene he saw during the day reappeared in front of Conan.

That case stuck in his heart like a thorn, making it impossible for Conan to let it go.He has a lot to say to Shotaro.

Regardless of being rude, Conan and Mori Ran walked through the abandoned billiard room together and came to Shotaro's office.

There was still the sound of clicking typewriters in the office. When he pushed the door and walked in, Mao Lilan heard the sound of the wind chimes hanging on the door.

Mao Lilan said, "Excuse me, we're coming in."

It was still Mr. Belt who came to greet him this time. Mr. Belt drove his car and skillfully served them two glasses of milk.Mr. Belt said, "Miss Molly, Mr. Little, since it's time to go to bed in a few hours, I've prepared milk for you, may I?"

Mao Lilan was a little embarrassed: "These are some snacks I made with my own hands. Please accept them if you don't mind. You can just call me Xiaolan. He is Conan."

Mr. Belt said kindly: "Xiao Lan, are you here to find Shotaro? Then you may have to wait a little bit, he is writing the report of the case now."

Mao Lilan sat on the side holding the milk glass in his hand, and asked curiously: "Case report?"

Mr. Belt thought for a while, and said seriously: "Shotaro said he went out to work during the day, and he has been very lethargic since he came back. The case report that could have been written soon has been written until now."

Conan looked up at Shotaro Sato.

He didn't seem to be in any serious condition, he should have just taken a shower, put on pajamas and a nightcap, at this moment he was staring at the typewriter in front of him bitterly, stretched out With two fingers, he slowly poked the corresponding key on the typewriter.

This typewriter can type out all English letters.

Conan thought, this guy's foreign language skills are quite good, which is a bit unexpected.

He stood calmly behind Shotaro Sato, wanting to see what was written in the other party's case report.Shotaro's first sentence shocked him.

At first, Conan didn't even understand what the word was.Preconceived ideas made him quickly search for possible languages ​​in his brain—perhaps Latin.

But he soon discovered that this is the Roman pronunciation of Japanese.

This guy, with a typewriter, carefully wrote out the whole case report in Roman accents.

Conan twitched the corner of his mouth. Just when he was about to leave, he realized that he had stepped on something under his feet.He picked it up and saw that it was the case report on helping Ms. Okumura retrieve the cat in the morning. The dense Roman accents were put together, and the whole paper felt a little weird.

It seems that in order to show his "detective style", he deliberately put on a pose.

When he was young, Conan also watched scenes where his father, Yu Kudo, a famous mystery writer, wrote in English.At that time, Kudo Yusaku said that there would be a special atmosphere when creating with a typewriter. This kind of atmosphere is rare for novel writers.

The clicking sound of typewriters accompanied Kudo Shinichi's childhood.

Later, with the popularization of computers, outdated things like typewriters gradually withdrew from the stage of history.When Conan sees the typewriter again, he always thinks of the characters in his father's novels-intelligent, powerful, calm-headed, and personable at the same time.

When Conan looked at Shotaro again, he only saw the scene where the other party was frowning and typing. He seemed to have reached a difficult place and planned to drink some water, but saw Conan holding his case report and checking it carefully.

He was upset, snatched the note back, and put it back in his folder.

Probably feeling something, Mr. Belt said thoughtfully at this moment: "Xiao Lan, I just want to prepare the ingredients for tomorrow morning, as you know, I am just a belt, can you take me there?"

Of course Xiaolan would not refuse, she just went to a 24-hour convenience store, it was no big deal.In order to save money, she also used to buy discounted products at this time.

Xiaolan said: "Okay, Conan, I'll be right back, remember not to make Mr. Shotaro angry."

Before leaving, Mr. Belt closed the door with his own robotic arm.

The room fell into silence. Shotaro glanced at Conan and muttered, "Don't rummage through my things anymore. Before someone comes to pick you up, you just sit there and don't rummage anywhere."

It seems that he really regards himself as the kind of kid who can make trouble.

Conan twitched his lips, thinking so.

Suddenly, Shotaro Zuo raised his head again, and he said without beginning and end: "Don't go to that kind of place again in the future."

Conan didn't respond: "Where?"

Shotaro Sato said: "The scene of the case. Although I understand that a kid at your age would yearn for a detective, it's still ten years too early for a half-baked guy like you to become a real detective."

Sorry, he's already a high school student detective.

Conan slandered like this, and he also understood that this was the other party's hidden concern—after all, a primary school student at the scene of a murder is worrisome no matter how you look at it.He didn't dwell on this matter for too long, but pretended to ask curiously: "Are those adults during the day your friends?"

Shotaro Sato flipped through his case report, and said, "Well, it's a friend. What happened afterwards? Mr. Noguchi...he should have surrendered himself now."

Only then did Conan know that the man he saw on the mountain during the day was Noguchi.

Seeing that Conan did not respond, Sato Shotaro finally breathed a sigh of relief, and solemnly wrote the sentence "the prisoner surrendered himself at last, the souls of the dead were rested in peace, and everything ended successfully" at the end of his case report.

Conan didn't know whether he should tell him the truth of the matter. He looked at Shotaro Sato's expression, but in the end he couldn't tell the truth he knew.

He asked, "Shotaro, are you injured?"

Sa Shotaro lifted the top of his pajamas, revealing his clean chest.He is probably the type who exercises regularly, with smooth muscle lines and no scars.

Conan said, "It's good that you're not hurt."

But at this moment, Conan was holding the milk glass, but suddenly thought of one thing - there will be many manifestations of injury. Under normal circumstances, if someone asks you if you are injured, what will be your first reaction?He subconsciously showed himself his chest, as if he knew he had been injured here.

Conan suddenly remembered the cat scratch that healed quickly.

The problem is back to the beginning.

Shotaro Sato—Who is he?

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Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 1 Gangonier;

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