Chapter 15: The Prisoner of Disbelief

Conan was a little curious about the other party's intentions.

Although the style is a bit retro, it is not unusual, and it gives people a very ordinary feeling. Could it be that there is another mystery in it?

Curious, Conan opened his pocket watch, and a photo inside successfully caught his attention.

I saw a long-haired man wearing a black knitted hat, holding an infant child in his arms. Beside him, there was a woman, but the photo seemed to have been deliberately scratched, and it was impossible to see her face clearly.

Although the appearance was a little different from what he is now, Conan could still recognize the other person, even if it changed from long hair to short hair.

Shuichi Akai.

He said that answer in his heart.

Conan looked up at her, his lips moving slightly, but he didn't say anything.

This amount of information is inevitably too much.

But if this is the case, the fact that the other party knows his identity may also make sense. After all, he already knew something about his own temptation, and he just wanted to verify an answer.

It's just that why does he always feel that there is something strange, but he can't say what is strange?

Conan touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

"I'm sorry, you two waited a long time."

Aoi Akakawa came over with the cake on a tray.

The decoration of the store is very exquisite, but I didn't expect a tray to look different from the common ones, giving people an intuitive feeling that the material must be very good and expensive, and it is no wonder that the price of cakes in the store is so high, even to the point of resentment.

"Miss Tang, you have bandages on your feet, are you injured?"

Akakawa Aoi looked a little curious, obviously noticing this.

"There was a fire last night, and I saved a child, but I didn't expect to accidentally hurt my bare foot when I jumped down from the building. However, the doctor said that it was no big deal, and it would be fine after a few days of rest. ”

Qinghai Chuantang answered the other party's question with a smile, as if he didn't care about his injury. In fact, as long as it is not so serious that she can't move, it is a kind of luck for her, and there is nothing to complain about.

"Last night, there was a fire?"

Aoi Akakawa seemed to recall something, "Speaking of which, I did see a fire in one place before. At that time, I wanted to contact 119, but I didn't expect the operator at the time to say that there were already fire trucks passing by. ”。

Conan hurriedly asked, "Brother Chikawa, have you seen any strange people?" ”

"Strange people? I was passing by by car, so I didn't know very well. However, I saw a man with a yellow umbrella standing downstairs, and I didn't know about the rest. ”

The other party's expression didn't look like he was lying.

Yellow umbrella?

An answer was found in the hearts of the two of them, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

In Japan, the yellow umbrella is like a little yellow hat, and it is for the safety of children. If the person is really a prisoner, it means that the prisoner is a child...... Based on the protection of juvenile law, then they are helpless.

But you can't just leave it alone, right?

Qinghai Chuantang's fingers tapped lightly on the table, and the answer was already obvious.

Near the house on fire, the prisoner was a child...... Ability to get acetone directly.

"Drugstore!"

The two said in unison, there was a tacit understanding in it.

And nearby, there happens to be a place called "Hase Drugstore".

"Without further ado, let's get going!"

Conan was obviously anxious to verify a certain conclusion, but Qinghai Chuantang showed an unhurried appearance, obviously much calmer.

She slowly ate the cake on her plate, savoring it: the sweet and sour taste spread on the tip of her tongue, and the silky melt in her mouth, which made people feel pleasure and enjoyment, and there was no guilt of eating tiramisu.

"If you don't eat it, I'll eat it."

As she spoke, her fork approached the cake on another plate.

Conan hurriedly pulled it in front of him.

Although the money is not bad, and he has a black card given by his father, it is not difficult to buy a cake. But under the current situation and conditions, even if you like it, you won't have the opportunity to buy it.

What's more, this is what the other party promised before, which is equivalent to giving it to himself. Since something has been sent, how can there be any reason to take it back?

Looking at the other party's gobbling up, Qinghai Chuantang felt a little funny.

"It's no more than twenty minutes to walk here and there. In addition, today is a working day, and it is still early, so there is no need to rush anything. But then again, isn't it time to go to school today? Why are you, a primary school student, running around blindly? ”

Could it be that you found some excuse to skip class?

Conan's movements paused, and he looked a little weak.

"Your teacher should be very gentle, and in this case, he didn't even say anything about you. If it were me, I would have reprimanded a student who often used excuses to avoid class, so that he could understand the importance of 'studying hard and improving every day', and not just having fun. ”

Because Conan is Shinichi Kudo, he can still complete those tests even if he doesn't attend classes, and he doesn't even feel the slightest pressure.

But what if Conan was just Conan?

As a result, it will naturally be different. Otherwise, let a bunch of police officers and FBI people revolve around a child, just thinking about it, it feels like this is a world of intelligence.

Conan didn't say anything to argue, because he was indeed an elementary school student now, not the high school detective he used to be. If you don't witness or experience it with your own eyes, most people won't believe it, right?

"I'm done. Big sister, let's hurry up! ”

He will not show his true personality because the other party knows his true identity.

The other party is not enough to trust, even if she is really the daughter of Shuichi Akai, she will not add some ratings inexplicably because of this. Even for the FBI, it is not enough to trust it very much, and it can only be said that everyone takes what they need.

The positions of the two are inherently different. It's just that because they have a common enemy, they are united in some purpose.

"When I think of what a schoolboy looks like under his skin...... When you hear me, I feel very awkward. ”

The corners of Conan's mouth twitched, in fact, he didn't want to, okay?

It's just that I've been pretending to be a child for too long, and I've been affected unconsciously.

Qinghai Chuantang took Conan and walked into the Changgu Pharmacy together. Children are in nature, and even if they look around, they won't feel strange.

"What do you need to buy?"

Hasei Ikumi said, her expression was very cold, and she seemed to be a little unwelcome.

Qinghai Chuantang locked his eyes on a red bottle, then picked up one and went to the counter to checkout.

"I want this."

After checkout, she opened the bottle and sniffed it, a pleasant and somewhat pungent smell, with a faint smell of strawberries.

"Excuse me, do you know about the fire at the Chengchuan English cram school?"

Conan looked up at her and blinked with some curiosity.

"You know, I was picking up my kids from school."

Just as Ikumi Hasei finished speaking, a small child walked in and said "I'm back".

"What a lovely child."

Qinghai Chuantang walked up to him with a smile, took out a lollipop from his pocket, and handed it to him.

After Keita Hasei took it, she bowed shallowly and said "thank you" very politely.

"That's so polite."

Qinghai Chuantang was not stingy with his praise, and reached out to stroke his watermelon head.

"Keita, let's go to the second floor and do your homework."

"Yes......"

Seeing that Keita Hasei had already left, Qinghai Chuantang also took Conan outside.

The two walked and communicated.

"Did you find anything?"

"The cigarette in SMW6 is Qili and the cigarette in SMW5 is Wanbao, which is the same as the cigarette on the pharmacy counter. There was a yellow umbrella in the corner of the pharmacy, and it was ......"

After Conan took the bottle, he opened it and sniffed, "Moreover, this smell is similar to what I smelled before." ”

So, the prisoner should be that person.

It's just that......

He was incredulous.

Qinghai Chuantang looked at the time on his watch, "It's not early, you better go home early." ”

"No, no conclusive evidence has been found against him. If he ever committed the crime again, the consequences would ...... Disastrous. ”

"But even if you find it, what can you do? Don't forget, he's just a 7 or 8-year-old kid. ”

Conan clenched his fists and looked up at the other with a determined gaze.

But that doesn't mean me to give up. If he is not stopped, there will be more cases that may make him the culprit of the serial arson. ”

Qinghai Chuantang smiled and corrected: "This is already a continuous arson." And, when did I persuade you to give up? I'll contact the police about this, and you have to study hard. Right, Conan-friend? ”

Although I really want to refute the other party, I am no longer a child. But she is actually right when she says this, because his current body is indeed a primary school student.

Looking at the other party's look of wanting to refute, but unable to refute, Qinghai Chuantang only felt a little happy. Sure enough, scaring and teasing children is the best way to make the mood happy, even more effective than chocolate.

After seeing Conan leave, Qinghai Chuantang did not call the police, but contacted the police the next morning. Because this time happens to be the time when school is about to go. If the other party commits the crime in the order stated in the video, then his next target may be the truck.

After all, it's one of the most popular videos.

Then you will inevitably carry the items mentioned in the video.

As long as you can rummage through his bag, you can confirm whether he is a copycat of Hisaku Nojima, as he suspected.

Qinghai Chuantang sat in the car, his fingers gently tapping on the steering wheel.

On the side of the road in the pharmacy, a police car was parked, waiting for them to come out of the pharmacy.