Conan's kick showed a sharp demeanor that the national football team could not reach.

Abe Yutaka can't get up again.

The police officers rushed to the hospital with a stretcher and the prisoner, who was barely holding his last breath, was rushed to the hospital.

And Conan easily solved the prisoner, and turned back to Mao Lilan and Lin Xinyi with a natural and relaxed smile.

"You're still laughing?!"

Lin Xin screwed Conan to the side one by one, and said to him with an ugly face:

"Don't meddle in the case, you still have to be nosy?"

"Besides, even if you want to interfere, you can't tell me what you find in private?"

"Why did you come to Yutaka Abe by yourself!"

"Don't let others find out that your head is abnormally developed as a primary school student, and you feel uncomfortable?"

Conan was scolded bloody, and he was very aggrieved:

"What are you yelling so loud for..."

"I also want to use my child's appearance to trick him into confessing and helping solve the case."

"Did you help?"

"......" Conan was a little embarrassed:

Those stupid prisoners have learned to be smart, and he can't help it.

"I was already tied to you in a boat when I rescued you."

"Please don't be so eager to be in the limelight, kill yourself, and drag me into the water..."

Lin Xinyi sighed helplessly, and asked again:

"Also, where did you get that kick power just now?"

"Uh, did you say that?" Conan showed off his new shoes to Lin Xinyi:

"This is the foot-strengthening shoe that my inventor next door, Dr. Asasa, helped me make."

"It looks like an ordinary shoe, but it's actually a scientific instrument that uses magnetism and electricity to regulate the power output on your feet."

Lin Xinyi: "......"

Bastard... Don't just find a random sentence that sounds a little scientific and say it's science!

Output so much power, but you can't even see a little reaction force...

Sir Newton was already so angry that he sat up in his coffin!

"Forget it... It doesn't matter what kind of shoes you have. ”

"In short, in the future, don't show me in front of people again!"

Lin Xinyi gritted his teeth and said:

"Show off your IQ and show off your legs, what's the matter, you're afraid that you won't be able to make headlines?"

"Use this kind of black technology in front of everyone, not afraid of being targeted by people with intentions?"

"Domineering exposed, looking for death!"

Conan's operation is really more than one stubble.

If it weren't for Lin Xinyi's decentness, it is estimated that he would have been so angry that he would have called Gin to report it and asked the professional team in the black suit to take Conan away.

"I... Didn't think about it that much. ”

Conan bowed his head in embarrassment.

He honestly admitted his mistake ... Indeed, he himself thought that he should keep a low profile.

But as long as he encounters a case, he is like an old smoking gun who is addicted to smoking, and he really can't control it...

"I see..."

Conan bowed his head and admitted his mistake, and his mood couldn't help but be a little delicate:

After he became smaller, Lin Xinyi seemed to really treat him as a child, and he kept teaching him unceremoniously like this.

What's even more aggrieved is... The lessons were all right, and he could only admit them obediently.

Conan was in a complicated mood, and at this time, Mao Lilan walked over with her natural smile: "Conan? ”

Conan couldn't help but relax:

In this depressed life after becoming smaller, only his sister Xiaolan will give him warmth.

Then, in such an unconscious expectation, I saw Mao Lilan slowly approaching, and her warm smile quietly froze:

"Conan, didn't I say it before, so you don't run around while the police are handling cases?"

"Why do you want to run to the suspect alone?"

"It's too dangerous!"

Conan couldn't answer at all.

Lin Xinyi taught him that he was still a little resistant, but in the face of Mao Lilan's annoyance full of worry and worry, he could only admit it in shame.

"Alas..."Mao Lilan looked helplessly at this bear child who couldn't teach him well, and didn't say anything more.

Even Xiaolan, who doted on him the most, ignored him, and Conan was a little sad.

The watch on the wrist, the hands quietly point to 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.

Conan's heart suddenly welled up with melancholy:

Alas... I'm sorry to care about the dead.

When he was in the first grade of elementary school, he felt like he was about to be autistic.

.......................................

The next day, at noon, Rice Flower Town Library.

Somehow, Maorilan is on holiday again.

Just like the school during the epidemic in 2020, the vacation is not over all year round.

Lin Xinyi couldn't figure out how many days a year students in this world could attend classes, in short, his good student took advantage of the good opportunity of the holiday to ask him for make-up classes.

Because yesterday's participation in the dissection process made Mao Lilan feel deeply memorable, and it also made her clearly realize her lack of knowledge.

The feeling of powerlessness like an ordinary forensic officer, with nothing but standing next to the antenna baby and the photographer the whole time, made Mao Lilan eager to learn some more in-depth knowledge.

Lin Xinyi knew in his heart that if he wanted to master anatomy, he had to spend a lot of time systematically studying basic medical courses, which could not be solved by his personal make-up classes.

But Maolilan is eager to learn, and he is happy to help make up for the lessons.

Although medical courses such as anatomy are more difficult to bite, forensic pathology, a professional course specially designed for criminal investigation, can still be appropriately organized and simplified, and Maolilan can popularize science in advance.

Learning this, at least when observing autopsies and autopsies, you will not be so confused, and you can see a lot of useful things.

So, Lin Xinyi simply didn't go to the identification class today to teach those headache scumbags, and made a special trip to open a small stove for Mao Lilan, a scholar.

And because he lacked professional books for teaching, he changed the location of the make-up class from his home in Maoliran to this Rice Flower Town Library.

The collection here is extremely rich, and you can find the professional books that Lin Xinyi needs for teaching:

"Look, these pictures clearly show the distinction between several cranial fracture shapes."

With a tome of Forensic Pathology...

(Don't go to the title of Baidu, the picture that pops up in Baidu, it's spicier than the picture of the textbook I bought)

Pointing to the above photos of the broken skull printed in full color, which are extremely clear, and even the white brain tissue inside can be seen clearly, Lin Xinyi explained to Mao Lilan seriously:

This is a skull indentation and abrasion mark, and the indentation is a slight depression in the outer plate of the bone at the force point into the plate barrier when it is hit vertically by a blunt object, which is called an indentation, which can be used as a reference for estimating the cause of injury. The abrasions on the bone surface can be used to determine the focus of the injured object and the direction of the force. ”

"Then, look at the others, skull slashing wounds... Linear fractures... Depressed fractures..."

Mao Lilan listened very carefully, and could take the initiative to ask questions:

"Mr. Negishi, who we dissected yesterday, has a linear fracture in his skull, right?"

"Yes." Lin Xinyi explained very carefully:

"But that's because the skull is brittle in the high temperature, the brain tissue swells and other reasons cause the skull burst, not caused by external blows."

"If you encounter this kind of charred corpse at work in the future, you must pay attention to distinguishing it."

As he spoke, he pointed to the explicit pictures and continued to explain.

Mao Lilan, who was sitting next to him, listened and took notes carefully, looking very engaged.

And this lesson is on...

Conan's big head crept over again.

Yes, Mao Lilan wants to come out to find Lin Xinyi to make up for the lesson, as long as he has the opportunity, it is impossible for him not to come over.

And then again, Conan is actually very interested in the things that Lin Xinyi talked about.

But every time he tried to lean his head over like this and secretly read the pictures in the book, Lin Xinyi would...

"Retract your head."

"That's not what a kid like you should see."

Lin Xinyi stretched out his hand to resist Conan's brain and gently pushed it back.

Then, in order to give Conan a little bit of peace, he also smiled kindly and instructed:

"A child should be like a child."

"If you look at something like this that only adults can see, you'll have nightmares at night."

"yes..."

Mao Lilan stopped his pen and said to Conan with some seriousness:

"Conan, stop being naughty."

"If you don't behave like this, I will come out to find your new brother to make up lessons in the future, and I won't take you with me."

Conan: "......"

Hearing this, he instantly became honest.

There was no way, Conan could only turn his head with a look of resentment and go to see the "Ultraman Encyclopedia Illustrated Book" that Lin Xinyi specially lent for him, which was especially in line with his child's age.

"Alas... So boring. ”

Conan didn't want to pretend to be a child here, let alone leave when Lin Xinyi and Mao Lilan were alone, so he could only stick to it.

He was so bored that he could only look at the readers and staff who came and went outside the door of the reading room, and used his detective expertise to kill time.

Soon, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, with a thin figure and sweat on his forehead, walked outside the door.

Listening to the name of the staff when they greeted him in the past, he seemed to be the director of this rice flower library, the director of Tsugawa.

"It's weird..."

Conan had doubts in his eyes, and then involuntarily dragged Lin Xinyi, who was lecturing, aside:

"Lin, look at that Tsugawa curator."

"It's so hot outside, and he just came back from outside, sweating profusely, and even his hair is soaked."

"You say, why didn't he take off his suit jacket and cool down?"

"It's suspicious... It always feels like she's hiding something. ”

Lin Xinyi: "......"

He looked at Conan's focused expression, and finally couldn't help but knock on Conan's head with the momentum of Liu Huaqiang buying melons:

"The reasoning is good, but..."

"If you want a head, go back to Ultraman honestly!"