If you want to become a profiler, the most important thing is not to memorize complex terms, and how keen to observe and discern.

It's about learning and mastering psychology.

Therefore, a good profiler is very deceptive.

It's like a good actor who gets you into a play without realizing it.

Or they knew it was a play, but jumped in, not caring if it was a moth to a fire.

"It's time to go."

Once I went, I was in such a hurry.

I didn't choose a hotel, so I waited in the terminal.

But fortunately, she was not stupid enough to try the temperature of the human body and dry the wet clothes.

"By the way," as if suddenly remembering something, Qinghai Chuantang asked, "Do you know that hot spring pavilion?" It is said to rejuvenate people. ”

"Bourbon investigated. It's just a childish trick deliberately made by the family for business. ”

The mother and daughter are already similar, so even if they swap identities and names, no one notices anything.

It's no wonder that she looks like she's in her thirties, because she's that age group.

"Are you interested?"

Eternal youth and rejuvenation sound incredible, and it was once something that many people dreamed of.

But if a person experiences it, he will feel that everything is still good as it comes.

Looking at the people around you, one by one you are getting old, only you seem to have time stopped, and it is easy for others to see you as a monster.

Qinghai Chuantang shook his head.

"In this world, half a year is equal to twenty-four years, which means one month is equal to four years. Time is too long, and if it were immortal, it would be endless torture. ”

Although for the first half of the sentence, it sounds a little confusing.

But in the second half of the sentence, Belmode deeply agrees.

"So, I'd like to find a spell that will undo the 'Time Stop Magic.'"

"If you can find 'Koizumi Hongzi', maybe there will be a chance."

After all, she is a real witch.

"Koizumi Hongko?"

"That's right, you won't find it if you look for it directly."

Qinghai Chuantang suddenly remembered that "Detective Conan" and "Magic Fight" are two different worlds.

So, she came up with an idea: "You catch the monster thief Kidd, and then threaten him, summon Koizumi Hongzi, maybe you can meet him." ”

In order to prevent the instability caused by the appearance of the witch, there may be the emergence of world rules to suppress the magic of the witch.

After all, that's an existence that can directly destroy an organization.

"Summoning?" Belmode chuckled, "Do you think there really is magic in this world?" ”

You see, she knows that the other party will not believe it.

"As long as you've seen someone who can dismantle a Gundam with their bare hands, it's not a problem."

But the possibility that Kyogoku will really meet Belmode is infinitely close to zero.

How to convince the other party that there is actually a witch in this world has become a major problem that Qinghai Chuantang is facing now.

After thinking about it, she asked, "Who is the best driver in the organization now?" ”

"What kind of skill are you referring to?"

Qinghai Chuantang began to reflect on himself, when did he also take Belmode crookedly.

"If you're talking about drag racing technology, it's Bourbon." Belmode continued.

This made her secretly relieved, but fortunately the other party was normal.

After coughing lightly to hide his embarrassment, Qinghai Chuantang said, "In this case, you have no time, let him take you to experience, what is like Dove on the side of the train." ”

"Do you think it's a racing game you've been playing lately, and you can't tell the difference between fiction and reality, right?"

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, maybe the other party would have tested her for a fever.

Obviously, people who have not experienced it or actually watched it do not believe in many things.

Just as I didn't believe at first, there would really be people in this world who were taken to a fictional world.

"There are many worlds in this world that science cannot explain."

After leaving such an unclear sentence, Qinghai Chuantang didn't say anything more.

Of course, Belmode didn't ask much, after all, she didn't have any excessive intellectual curiosity.

Point to point, is the best.

When the plane came to a stop at Narita Airport, the two came to the exit of the airport together.

"The next time I see it, it's probably the enemy."

"Me too."

After watching the other party take a taxi and leave, she took out her mobile phone and dialed the phone of the almighty little black.

When she finished talking about the incident she had commissioned, the other party almost jumped to the ceiling all at once.

"I don't do such an immoral thing as digging people's graves. Don't they all say that the deceased rest in peace? Why bother an undead? ”

"I don't want to, if I could."

It's just Belmode's words that make her a little concerned.

"Okay, okay, I see. No way, who called me the almighty little black? After that."

There was laughter from the other side.

"Glutinous rice dumplings limited to the summer in Ginza, plus crispy purple-skinned mochi."

When Xiao Hei heard this, he hurriedly wiped his non-existent saliva.

"Deal!"

Two days later, Qinghai Chuantang received a call back from Xiao Hei, and the truth was about to be revealed.

"Eldest sister, what you explained is a bit bad, I was almost hunted down. Fortunately, I was resourceful and sent things to several different agencies and entrusted them with secret testing. ”

Five institutions, three were bought, and one lost data.

"So, what was the result?"

She didn't have that much patience to listen to him tell him about her wonderful deeds of saving the day.

There was a familiar "hehe" sound from the other side, like a malicious and obscene pervert.

"The results show that the DNA sample extracted is completely inconsistent with the one you entrusted to me."

"Eldest sister, you can thank me this time."

After being silent for a while, seeing that she didn't answer, Xiao Hei called out, "Hey, eldest sister?" Eldest sister? Why don't you speak? Something can't be wrong, right? ”

After half a ring, Qinghai Chuantang seemed to finally react.

"I'm fine, let's do it first."

After finishing speaking, he didn't have time to wait for the other party's answer, so he hung up the phone first.

If what Xiao Hei said was true, then who would be the corpse she saw before and who she buried with her own hands?

Did someone replace Fukito's death, or did someone deliberately find a prop in an attempt to deceive her?

And she really believed it.

Of course, there is another possibility.

It's that everything that happens has been carefully planned by someone.

Even Belmode's appearance, as well as what she said, was prepared in advance.

For a professional actor, it is not difficult to deceive a layman like her.

"At that time, why didn't you think to identify it?"

She scratched at her hair a few times in some distress.

Some abilities have not been used for a long time, and they will not seem unfamiliar, but they will almost forget that they exist.

"But at least it can give me a little bit more motivation."

When he raised his head, his eyes were much firmer.

There's nothing in particular you want, and sometimes even going home becomes a natural thing.

Maybe it's because it's too natural, and she feels that many things have become unimportant.

Solving cases and finding the truth has become a habit for her to pass the time and experience new things.

Although occasionally, I will be touched by some of them.

For example, a girl who is about to become a police officer, and a boy who is innocently killed.

"AOI means 'Aoi' in French."

So from the very beginning, it became clear who helped cover up the crime, and who sent poisoned food to prevent the truth from being told.

"And AOI is used in the name, which is also 'Aoi'. However, aoi also means 'green'. ”

Qinghai Chuantang stood up, went to the kitchen to find a bottle of masala, and poured it into the glass.

If the ruby masala, is her preference.

"However, green does not mean 'Qinghai Begonia'. So sure enough, it's you, aoi. ”

Aoi, Akagawa Aoi.

Even the name of his cake shop is so eye-catching.

"If the dessert contest is a trap you deliberately laid after the dessert contest, then should I be the ignorant lamb?"

Qinghai Chuantang smiled and raised his glass.

On the other side of the table, the figure of Aoi Akakawa appeared.

He smiled the same, as if to tell her that since she knew it was a trap, shouldn't she jump down decisively?

She blinked, and the figure vanished, all but her hallucinations.

"Count the plan, or follow the vine."

Trying to catch someone in the organization is the same as a police officer catching a pickpocket.

Only the current ones can be caught.

After gently lowering her glass, she sent a message to Conan.

"There's an interesting piece of news about the organization, would you like to know?"

The other party did not reply decisively "yes", but hesitated.

"Could it be, there's some conspiracy going on?"

After all, being so active and wanting to share information is really not like her style.

Looking at this news, Qinghai Chuantang smiled angrily.

"Enemies often disguise themselves as companions."

Aoi Akakawa is not a companion, just a stranger who has met a few more times.

And the real enemy is often hidden in the interpersonal relationship with oneself.

"What do you mean?"

Soon came a reply, followed by a large series of question marks, which directly expressed the other party's inner emotions at this time.

Qinghai Chuantang sold a pass.

"Figure it out for yourself."

Trust is a very precious thing.

The feeling of being betrayed by someone you trust is really hard to say.

Conan, who was at Dr. Asasa's house, was thinking about it in every possible way.

Finally, he tentatively asked, "Is there an organized person around me?" ”

"No, not the organization. It is a more terrifying existence than an organization. ”

"Could it be that the monster is going to invade the earth?"

Qinghai Chuantang didn't expect that Conan still has a humorous cell, such a rare thing.

"Are you Ultraman too much?"

After a pause, he sent a message saying, "Anyway, if you don't trust her, everything will be fine." ”

And this time, it's rare, Conan hasn't sent a reply for a long time.

It's also rare, and after a whole day, the following is ushered in.

Maybe Conan got it, or maybe he didn't understand anything.

But for now, trust or not will not cause him any harm, which is the most important thing.

This is the inner thoughts of Qinghai Chuantang after a day.

In fact, Conan happened to encounter a case because he was in a hot spring with the Maori family, and then by chance, because he was busy reasoning, he forgot to reply to the letter.

By the time he remembered that he seemed to have something unfinished, the text message was gone.

After 12 hours, the text message was automatically destroyed, which was one of the black technologies of her mobile phone.

"No, I remember there was a text message, huh? It's really weird, and the ghost who steals the text message? ”

Conan in the Maori firm scratched his head, puzzled.

"Could it be that I have been using my brain too much lately, and I have begun to have a deviation in my memory?"

Conan, who was thinking like this, happened to meet a salesperson who came to sell to his door.

Just as he was about to tell the other party that he didn't need it, the salesperson smiled and showed two gold-encrusted front teeth.

"Children, often use your brain to drink six more walnuts!"

This is right in the middle.

Without the slightest hesitation, Conan pulled out his wallet.

"Let's get a truckload first."

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