"Freshly squeezed juice, freshly squeezed juice! Take a look at it, there is no such shop when passing by this village! ”

The strange selling lines made Conan stop and couldn't help but think of someone.

Xunsheng ran over.

I saw a black-haired woman with a yellow apron tied around her waist and a big yellow Pikachu printed on it, which was the familiar Qinghai Chuantang.

It's really a wonderful crispy corner in the wonderful house, and it happened to be home.

Qinghai Chuantang didn't seem to notice his arrival, and was still selling the freshly squeezed juice on the small table to passers-by.

It's just that the color seems to be poisoned, so few people will come to buy it, right?

When Conan walked over, before he could speak, he took the lead in saying, "Conan, why are you here?" ”

"Well, I'll explain that later."

Conan looked up at her, "Anyway, did you see a big yellow-skinned mouse?" ”

"Yellow-skinned mouse?"

Qinghai Chuantang pointed to the mascot in the store behind him, and said with some doubts, "What you said, could it be that?" ”

Conan looked at the place where he pointed and saw a Pikachu standing there as if his body had been hollowed out.

It's just that this expression really can't make people associate with Pikachu.

"Sister Xiaotang, are you sure it's Pikachu?"

Conan was deeply skeptical.

Qinghai Chuantang shook his head.

"It's Pikachu's younger brother, and the skin is itching."

Conan chose silence.

But he walked over anyway and looked around.

It turns out that it's just a garbage bin with a cute appearance.

So, is he going to rummage through the trash can?

"Conan, what are you looking for?"

Qinghai Chuantang walked over and looked at him a little strangely, "Could it be, you don't have pocket money, so you have to rely on scavenging to survive, right?" ”

The corners of Conan's mouth twitched, and he turned his head away, looking at her speechlessly.

"Aren't you also reduced to having to rely on part-time jobs to get by? Is it because the insurance money has run out? ”

"I'm experiencing life."

Qinghai Chuantang leaned down, flicked his head slightly, and then took out a white tablet from his pocket and handed it to him.

"Are you looking for this? I thought someone had accidentally left it behind, so I put it away for the time being. ”

After Conan took the tablet, he hurriedly opened it, and sure enough, it was a familiar picture again.

This time, the countdown time is still ten minutes.

"5,10,13·1,13·5,14,19,mouth,22"

Is this the law of numbers?

Conan touched his chin and thought.

"Hey, isn't this alphabetical?"

Conan was stunned and looked up at her, "Alphabetical order?" ”

Qinghai Chuantang nodded and explained, "You see, if you bring these numbers into the letters, 5 is E, 10 is J, 13·1 is A, 13·5 is, 14 is N, 19 is S, and 22 is V. ”

Conan suddenly opened his mouth after hearing this, and instantly understood that what these letters implied was the English initials of the planets in the solar system!

e is earth, earth; j is jupiter, Jupiter; A is ARS, Mars; It's Rcurt, Mercury; n is Neptune, Neptune; s is Saturn, Saturn; V is Ven, Venus.

In that square, it should be Uranus.

The alphabetical order of u is 21!

After entering the answer into the square, a red hollow circle appears, indicating that the answer is correct.

At the same time, the countdown stopped.

Then, a hint for the next location appeared.

"In the dark place, there is only that piece of light. Silence is the best option. ”

Ten seconds later, the words were reduced to pieces again, and vanished as before.

The slab has become broken again.

Qinghai Chuantang was still shouting outside the door, looking happy.

Conan quietly left the store and began to look for the location that the hint was referring to.

It's not so much a hint as a blatant hint.

The cinema is the place to which the text refers.

There are three cinemas in the mall, and it would be a huge project to search for them all.

The most important point is that if you go in without buying a ticket

"Hey, who do you think would accidentally drop such a valuable thing on the seat?"

"Who knows. It seems that it is still the latest tablet, which should be worth a lot of money, right? ”

"Don't think anything of it, you kid. Otherwise, don't say I didn't warn you! ”

"I know, I know, I'll just say that casually."

Conan, who was about to turn around and leave for the next theater, suddenly stopped.

He hurriedly ran over and said in a childlike tone, "Na, big brother, are you seeing a white tablet?" ”

The two are also simple.

I heard the other party say the color of the tablet accurately, so I believed him.

The staff handed the tablet to Conan and said with a smile, "Children, you should be careful next time with such a valuable thing." ”

"Got it, thank you, big brother!"

After thanking Conan, he immediately ran to the side with the tablet and opened it.

The countdown is still 10 minutes.

"How many hits has Ichiro made in his 22-year career?"

I didn't expect the question to be so simple this time.

Conan confidently typed in the answer "4308".

But unexpectedly, a big red cross was displayed on the interface, and the time was immediately shortened by five minutes.

"How can you wait!"

Conan suddenly realized, and muttered in a low voice, "Professional baseball is divided into the first army and the second army." The second army does not count towards the career record, and the second army is 156, so the answer "

He was apprehensive and typed in the answer "4464".

Finally, it turned out to be correct.

Only this time, the interface did not prompt the next location, but a new problem directly appeared.

"Who am I?"

Perhaps, this is also the final question.

And the time of this countdown may be that the questioner finds it a little difficult, so it is extended to 30 minutes.

Tsukimi Ninomiya?

Wrong.

Black-clad organizations?

Wrong.

"Damn, ten minutes wasted."

Conan took the tablet with him, thinking as he walked.

I don't know when, I came to the vicinity of the shop where Qinghai Chuantang temporarily worked.

Listening to the familiar clamour, Conan was stunned for a moment.

With some hesitation, I entered the name of Qinghai Chuantang.

As a result, it was still an error.

Suddenly remembered the crow flying on the screen before, so Conan typed in the answer "crow" again, but the big red cross still jumped out.

Now, there are only ten minutes left.

We are the ghosts behind this world, and no one can arrest us

Conan suddenly remembered the words on the note before.

"Ghosts."

He typed in the answer, only to have a red cross lit up.

This drove Conan a little mad.

Staring at the countdown numbers, he only felt a cold sweat.

At this critical juncture, Conan suddenly noticed a small detail, and that was punctuation.

After his fingertips lingered in mid-air for a moment, he finally typed in the answer "who".

Finally, the red hollow circle appeared again.

This made Conan breathe a sigh of relief.

But soon, Conan's expression slowly became serious.

Such a joke that comforts the mall personnel as a threatening bargaining chip can no longer be called a joke. Even to say "bad" is a very light degree.

"Sister Xiaotang, can you come with me? I've got something to look for you. ”

As he said this, Conan's glasses were tactically reflective.

Regardless of the other party's reaction, he left straight and came to the corridor of the escape staircase.

Qinghai Chuantang looked at his back and blinked.

After saying hello to the store manager, he immediately followed.

"Conan, what's wrong? I still have a lot of work to do. If nothing is important."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the other party.

"You did it, didn't you?"

"Huh?"

Conan turned his back to her, without any expression on his face.

Just bowed his head slightly, perhaps unwilling to face and accept this fact.

He should have thought of it a long time ago.

"Even if it's just a joke, do you know what the consequences are? This joke is not funny at all! ”

Conan turned and looked at her.

As if he was venting his inner emotions, and as if he was criticizing and accusing her, he kept talking.

And Qinghai Chuantang did not have any rebuttal.

He just listened quietly, and even nodded from time to time, as if to affirm what he said.

This frustrated Conan a bit, and it felt like a punch to cotton.

"Thirsty? Try the juice that comes out of the store. ”

Qinghai Chuantang's pocket is like Doraemon's four-dimensional pocket, you never know what she will pull out in the next second.

"Hey, Sister Xiaotang, I'm talking to you about something very serious!"

Conan was a little speechless, and even more helpless.

"I know."

Qinghai Chuantang's expression was very serious, and there was no joke.

Conan was stunned for a moment, but finally took the juice she handed over.

It looks like a poisoned color, and it looks hard to drink at first sight.

But he was indeed a little thirsty, and with the kindness of the other party, Conan also had the mentality of giving it a try, poked the plastic sealing film with a straw, and tasted a small bite.

It was surprisingly delicious.

"By the way," Conan seemed to think of something, and asked, "Ninomiya-sensei, could it be that you are pretending?" ”

Qinghai Chuantang shook his head, then smiled.

"I don't have a penchant for working a few jobs alone, so my body will not be able to bear it. There is indeed such a person as 'Ninomiya Yuemei' in the world, and you can also find it if you check your household registration. ”

"However, she's not Tsukimi Ninomiya herself, is she?"

It's just a substitution or borrowing of someone else's identity.

"You're smart."

For some reason, Conan felt relieved from the other party's words.

Qinghai Chuantang smiled, "However, since the person Tsukimi of Ninomiya exists, then she is Yuemi of Ninomiya." ”

"So who is her real identity? What is the purpose of infiltrating Didan Elementary School? ”

Conan's heart has long been filled with countless questions, some of which have not yet been able to find an answer.

Qinghai Chuantang was silent for a moment.

He sighed softly, then said, "Sometimes, the truth doesn't matter. ”

In other words, some truths are not yet time to be revealed.

So at such a time, the truth is not important, what matters is what you think is the truth.

After all, most of the time, people are more inclined to what they see for themselves.

"No!"

Conan refuted her claim.

With a firm gaze, he said, "The truth has always been important. ”

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