Chapter 42: Deeper Doubts
"Why don't you look for your Xiaolan?"
My family, Xiaolan?
Conan blushed, coughed lightly and said, "If she knew, she would definitely say something too dangerous and wouldn't let me go." And I don't want to put her in danger either. β
What's more, he is now Conan Edogawa, a first-grade elementary school student.
It's not the high school student detective - Shinichi Kudo.
"Don't you think I'm the most dangerous? Shinichi Kudo. β
Qinghai Chuantang didn't know when he went around behind him and put something against his head.
It's hard and a little cold.
"After Gin fed you APTX4869, it actually made your body shrink, which is really a surprising discovery."
Conan felt as if his body froze, and he didn't dare to turn back.
His pupils contracted suddenly, and his voice was a little slow and trembling: "You guy, are you ......?"
Is it actually someone from that organization?
Qinghai Chuantang smiled, "Didn't you notice anything wrong all the time?" Some things that were thought to be unreasonable seemed to be accepted subtly. β
"Why are you saying this now? Who are you? What is the purpose? β
Conan finally calmed down and began to think about how to deal with the situation.
His hand quietly touched the anesthetic watch on his wrist.
"If I were going to do anything to you, I would have done it a long time ago. Kudo Shinichi, know that you are not a savior, and don't use some excuse that you don't want others to be in danger to achieve something that seems selfish. β
The thing that was against the head was taken off.
When Conan turned around, he realized that it was a lollipop.
"What do you mean?"
He looked at the other warily.
"The meaning is that it is best to let the police go, not to play some personal heroism."
Qinghai Chuantang took out his mobile phone and did not call, but sent a text message.
After doing all this, she put her phone back in her pocket, turned to look at him and said, "You have no idea how many people are there, let alone what you're going to be up against." β
"Will they have knives in their hands and want to kill? Do you know all this? To put it another way, you don't have much self-preservation. If you want to use your anesthetic watch and play football, you can only knock down a few people at most, right? β
"Since you're a detective, you can just find the culprit. Before you have enough self-protection, settle down. Because what follows is the responsibility of the criminal police, not the responsibility of the detective, and not your responsibility. β
Conan opened his mouth to refute her, but was stopped by the other party.
Qinghai Chuantang picked up the key on the table, then looked at him and said, "If you really want to go, then try it." But I don't think that occasion is for you, because it is likely to hurt the other person. β
"After all, they are all a group of teenagers, and you are kind-hearted, you definitely don't want to see such a cruel scene."
Naturally, she had no intention of going, after all, she had no obligation to catch the prisoner.
These words are purely to make the other party change their minds.
"I have to go."
Unexpectedly, Conan's choice was unexpectedly firm.
Qinghai Chuantang sighed helplessly.
"Anyway, you used to ...... It's someone from that organization, right? β
In the car, Conan asked.
It seems that he knows the position of the other party, so he dares to say such bold words.
I know gin, I know APTX4869, I know how to pour medicine......
If you're a member of the organization, the moment you find yourself, you should grab yourself and hand it over to Gin.
But the other party did not do this, undoubtedly for two reasons: one is that she is not essentially a member of the organization, and the other is that she was a member of the organization.
But since you are an organization person, why don't you know about "malt whisky"? So, were you pretending to be stupid at the time, or was there something else hidden?
"yes, ever. But I really don't know about the malt whisky you talked about earlier, maybe it's a new addition, or maybe it's a higher member. β
"After all, even if it's Gin, although it's an internal member of the organization, it's just the role of the executive minister......"
"And what was the code name you used to be in the organization?"
Conan turned to look at her, "Actually, I have another question. You were trying to tell me something just now, right? β
"Although I panicked for a moment, I didn't notice the slightest malice on your part, which means that you didn't mean to kill me."
It's really a naΓ―ve child, no wonder he would say something like that.
"Do you think that people who like Sherlock Holmes will be bad people?"
Conan was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "People who like Sherlock Holmes, of course, can't be bad people!" β
"Gin likes Sherlock Holmes."
Conan was stunned.
"And he also has a hardcover collector's edition of The Complete Sherlock Holmes at home."
Conan hurriedly changed his words: "People who really like Sherlock Holmes can't be bad people, of course. It's like a person who really loves reasoning will not use his proud reasoning to achieve the purpose of killing. β
Conan vividly demonstrated to Qinghai Chuantang what is called the art of language.
"Wait!" Conan caught something wrong, "Why do you know that he has a set of Sherlock Holmes Detective Detective Works at home, or a hardcover collector's edition?" β
"I remember it was a limited edition at the time, and there weren't even 100 copies in the world. Even my dad went around and couldn't find anyone willing to make a move. β
For those who really love, even if they give a sky-high price, they will not give their cherished love to others.
This has also become a big regret for him.
"Here we are."
Qinghai Chuantang chose to avoid the other party's question.
The car stopped at the foot of the hill and looked up to see a house in the distance, but it looked more like a warehouse.
"Let's go up, it's not a surprise."
Qinghai Chuantang is not as anxious as Conan, and it can even be said that she is too calm, making people feel as if she is here for an outing.
"Be careful yourself, and run if you are in danger. I can protect myself, but you can't. β
Twenty minutes later, the two of them arrived at the warehouse.
Behind the iron gate was a vicious black dog that bared its teeth at them.
Conan made a silent gesture and said something to it, quieting it down.
Qinghai Chuantang was a little dumbfounded.
You can even learn such advanced skills as communicating with animals, and it is indeed worthy of Hawaii Vocational and Technical College.
"Let's go, let's go in."
Conan cautiously pushed open the iron door to avoid being noticed by the people inside.
Although it is a bungalow, it looks about the size of a warehouse. However, the layout inside is not so much like a warehouse, but more like a home.
These abandoned houses can be easily exploited and can be used as a good crime site or as a great hiding place.
After all, normally, no one would pass through here.
I opened the door and walked inside, only to see that it was surrounded by iron nets, like a prison cell, but there were no prisoners inside.
"Here, the door is open......"
If there was any light coming in through the cell outside, it was pitch black, and even the five fingers could not be seen.
It is the boundary between light and darkness, which separates the two in their respective fields.
Along the way the flashlight shone on, Conan saw a man lying on the bed with his back to them.
"Hey, are you alright?"
Conan hurriedly walked over to check, only to find that it was nothing more than a dummy.
Just as he was about to turn around and say something to Qinghai Chuantang, Conan paused. Then he quickly turned around and shone the light of his watch - it turned out to be a girl.
Her hair was a little messy, and she had dark circles under her eyes, and she looked very bad. Holding an iron rod in his hand, he aimed it at them, and his face was full of "vigilance".
She looked a little scared, even a little nervous.
"Are you, Weiyou?"
The other party didn't answer, just held the iron rod tighter, and couldn't help but take a step back.
"Don't be afraid, we're here to help you!" Conan comforted the other, trying to calm her down a bit.
Wei You didn't speak, clenched the iron rod, and suddenly ran forward.
Seeing that the iron rod was about to stab her, she didn't expect that the other party's target was not herself, but ...... The man who appeared behind him at some point.
But before Wei You could get close to the other party, he fell to the ground, and the iron rod in his hand also fell to the side.
It turned out that one of Weiyou's feet was bound with an iron chain.
"Let go of me!"
She struggled, trying to get to her feet, trying to punch him.
The man had dyed red hair.
He picked up the iron rod on the ground, then touched his cheeks, "You're really very tricky." β
The tattoo on the man's hand happened to be exposed.
Red goblins.
"Ghost ......"
The two of them couldn't help but cry out in surprise.
"You know me?"
His expression was a little indifferent, "A combination of elementary school students and aunts? It's really funny. Did you know that adults are not allowed to enter here? β
The last sentence was said by looking at Qinghai Chuantang.
"Auntie?"
Qinghai Chuantang pointed at himself, feeling a little incredible, and said a little angrily: "I look so young and beautiful, I look only eighteen years old at most, you call me aunt?" β
"Long-winded."
The man raised an iron rod and threw it at her.
Conan pointed his anesthetic watch at his neck, and when he was about to launch, the man had already been knocked to the ground by Qinghai Chuantang.
"You're an aunt! Your whole family is an aunt! If you have the ability to call an aunt again, I'll make you an aunt now! β
In terms of beating people, Qinghai Chuantang is professional.
There will be no trauma, not even broken bones or anything. The force was well controlled, and every punch felt like it had been hit in the middle of the matter.
Conan hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Sister Xiaotang, don't fight, he has passed out now, you are so easy to die!" β
Qinghai Chuantang finally stopped.
After exhaling, he came to Weiyou.
"Are you alright? Are there any injuries? β
Wei Wei nodded and stretched out his hand to the right: "...... over there"
The light of the flashlight shone on them, and one by one they finally stood up, as if they had just woken up from their sleep.
It's just that their complexions are sallow, and their dark circles are extremely heavy, which really doesn't look like they've had any sweet dreams.
"W-What's going on?"
Sato, who rushed to hear the movement, was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.