Over there, seeing Qing Feng pick up the trap box, Suzuki Jiroji hurriedly reminded, "Xiao Feng, be careful, there are spikes in the trap box, if you mess around, you may be injured!" ”

"yes," Dr. Asasa smiled dryly, showing off his Band-Aided fingers, "I tried it for a while, and it was like this......

"I'll be careful."

Qingfeng picked up the machine box, flipped through all eight sides, felt the change in the feel and the focus when turning, and put the machine box on the table, and took the stethoscope from the driver's hand, "The box seems to be more than a gem, there is also a ...... No, it should be said, a book, not too thick a book......"

"Huh? Is that really in there......" The owner of the box called Gonghua lightly.

"Are there any books in there?" Jiroji Suzuki was curious.

"Yes...... It should be the diary that my husband put in it...... "Tomoyo Kohwa fan blushed.

Conan Khan can only sigh that the expert will know if there is one as soon as he makes a move.

On the other side, Qingfeng had already put on a stethoscope, and while gently tapping the surface of the box with his fingers, he closed his eyes and listened.

The fingers constantly change the position of the tap.

In my mind, I constantly improved the structure of the box, where there were thickened wooden blocks, where it was normal, and where there was the subtle resonance of iron......

Then, pressing a wooden block, before the sharp needle popped out, Qing Feng withdrew his finger and listened intently to every subtle sound of the mechanism's operation.

Gears, telescopic plates, card slots......

After repeating this for a while, Qingfeng took off the stethoscope, hung it around his neck, opened his eyes, and pressed a wooden block of the trap box.

No spikes popping out!

Right?

The others watched with wide eyes.

This was followed by a round wooden block on the side of the box, which, when pressed, rose in a twist.

Qingfeng pressed two more wooden blocks, popped out two more twists, adjusted one of them to the correct position, suddenly paused, looked up apologetically and smiled, "I don't know what to do after that......"

"It's amazing to be able to do this!" Jiroyoshi Suzuki said with a smile.

The others nodded, just listened from the stethoscope for less than two minutes, and then started to get it right, which is really remarkable.

A bodyguard walked over and whispered in Jiroyoshi Suzuki's ear.

"Oh? The Maori detective arrived? Jiroyoshi Suzuki said, "I'll go out to greet you, and if you're interested, continue to study." ”

"Okay." Qing Feng said this, but stepped aside, making it clear that he didn't want to play.

Conan whispered, "Can you open it?" ”

"If you want, it's no problem for me to copy one for you," Qing Feng also lowered his voice, "But the organization ...... No, at least Gin is well aware of my attainments in mechanics, and if I open the box of Misui Yoshiemon without looking at the drawings, it will cause trouble. ”

Conan nodded, but ......

Can you just copy one out after checking it like this?

His attainments in mechanical skills are really strong!

Qing Feng is not interested, this box has a little shadow of the Mo family's tricks, but compared to the robots she has studied so far and the hidden weapons she has studied a few years ago...... It's relatively simple.

She wanted to study the newspaper more than that......

So, when Suzuki Jiroji and Maori Kogoro came over, Qingfeng said goodbye and left first on the grounds that he was a little sleepy.

"Are you going back?" Jiroji Suzuki regrets.

"No, I'll stay with you for two days." Qingfeng said with a smile.

The old man rejoiced again.

Odd......

Conan wondered, was he quarreling with Toru Amuro? Or do you want to accompany an empty nester on a whim?

Forget it, a woman's mind is not clear.

"Yes...... What year is the old newspaper? Okiya suddenly leaned into Conan's ear and asked, startling Conan.

Conan thought back, "I saw that the edition did not have a year, and it was the news of the collapse of Qichang Heavy Industries......"

Okiya took out his phone and searched for it.

From the keyword 'Qichang Heavy Industry Collapse', you can search for the year, that year......

It seems that there is no news worth noting.

Although there are a few major incidents, they have nothing to do with Qingfeng.

Wait, if the top newspaper is a cover-up, then the following may be from other years, the newspapers are about the same as new, and it looks like the paper texture that will be used in those years.

Then it won't be too long......

If the time is adjusted to a year ago......

Over there, Maori Kogoro was stabbed by the trap box and screamed, and here Oiya silently looked down at his phone.

Or not?

So a year from now......

「…… Tokyo Robbery ......

"Suzuki Foundation Acquires ...... Shares"

This one?

No, this news isn't worth Qingfeng's reaction, right?

Okiya paid attention for a moment, and continued to swipe his finger down, then paused.

"Nagano family killed and wounded......

Nagano?

He remembered that Qingfeng's hometown was from Nagano, and something happened at home......

Is this it?

"Mr. Okiya?" Dr. Asa turned to him and asked, "Are you going to read those books?" Ms. Tomoyose's husband seems to have put the method of opening the box in a certain book. ”

"Ah, okay." Okiya finished reading the final content, retreated the search, turned off the screen, and put it back in his pocket.

"Is there anything wrong with the newspaper?" Conan leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"There's news about Nagano, so maybe it's homesickness." Okiya Pleiades.

Conan nodded, not asking any further questions.

……

Back at Jiroyoshi Suzuki's villa, it was already dark.

Qingfeng asked Black Carbon and Harrow to rest, and chatted with Amuro on the phone.

"I'm not going back tonight...... Yes, on my father's side, I just took a shower and was ready to go back to my room...... He's not back yet, and he's probably still fighting Kidd. ”

Amuro smiled, "Well, then I won't go back......"

"Well, I'll stay here for two days." Qingfeng Road

Toru Amuro was silent for a moment, puzzled, "What's wrong?" ”

Why do you suddenly want to stay at Jiroyoshi Suzuki for two days? Not planning to go home tomorrow?

"It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly want to catch up with a few sketches, and today I saw the machine box 'Wood God', I have some ideas, I want to make something, here, someone helps take care of Black Carbon and Harrow, I don't have to worry about it......"

"Is that Wood God trap box very powerful?"

"It's not very powerful, I can restore it...... Well, it should be said that it was too simple, and I wanted to make something a little harder. ”

"Hah......" Amuro smiled, his little fox was very proud, "Are you going to make a more powerful trap box?" ”

"No, I'm going to make a secret weapon," Qing Feng sat on the bed, "There is a kind of lost secret weapon in country Z, called Peacock Ling, I heard that when activated, it is as beautiful as the peacock opening screen, it is a group killing secret weapon, but because the people who have seen it are dead, maybe the makers and inheritors also died under the Peacock Feather, so it is lost, I want to see if I can restore it......"

"There's no danger in doing this, right?"

"Probably not, it's mainly a wood and iron structure, if there is danger, I will stop, in fact, I just want to try, and I am not sure that I can make it."

"Anyway, you can't use it, otherwise your identity will be discovered by them, it's good to be an interest, and it's okay if you can't do it."

"I see, is Poirot resting?"

"Just ready to clean up and take a break......

After a while, he hung up the phone.

Qing Feng put down the phone, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, picked up the newspaper on the bedside table, sat on the bed, turned on the spiritual vision, and poured spiritual power into the page of the incident.

Zhu Fujingguang's figure appeared beside the bed, still lowering his eyes and bowing his head, not knowing what he was looking at.

The whispers in my ears were clearer, but the order seemed to be chaotic, and the voices were sometimes immature, sometimes mature.

[January 17th, it's a little cold today, and I suddenly want to know where you are and if you are ...... cold]

Qing Feng leaned on the pillow, looked sideways at the phantom of Zhufu Jingguang, and replied softly, "It was quite cold at the beginning, but it has never been cold in the next few years...... By the way, there is an exception for the one-year mission, which is so cold that the nose is runny, and it is quite embarrassing......"

[On October 27th, I entered the police academy, Qingfeng, my brother will find you]

"You've found ......"

[March 7th, ah, by the way, I forgot to tell you, I made a friend......]

"Well, I saw ......"

[August 11th, Qingfeng, happy birthday, you're 11 years old, right? ] Time flies so fast......]

"Thank you, Brother Jingguang......"

[May 9th, I had another nightmare today, huh...... It's been three years......]

"I also had nightmares a lot for a while......"

Qing Feng noticed that the cyan gas on the newspaper was a little less, he was slightly stunned, slowly withdrew his spiritual power, and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang, "Let's talk about it here today, second brother, you rest early, you have to dream of me tonight, you have to dream of me tonight, I have to dream happily, I ...... Yes, too. ”

In fact, Qingfeng couldn't fall asleep.

She didn't know how Zhu Fu Jingguang's will was condensed in this newspaper, but she was lucky to find this newspaper......

In one night, she painted a few portraits of the afterimages of Zhufu Jingguang and the portraits of her childhood.

After finishing the painting, I went to the white space and checked the pictures of Zhufu Jingguang on the computer, but unfortunately there were too few and I didn't find a few.

Early the next morning, Qingfeng took out the newspaper again.

She knew that the evil spirit named Sorrow, who could kill her, had grown in her heart again.

But this time, she wanted to indulge again anyway.

[September 30th, Qingfeng, how about me grow a beard? Maybe it looks a little more mature......]

"Don't learn from big brother......"

[On March 3rd, I saw a girl clamoring for a daughter's day doll on the street, and I suddenly thought that you definitely wouldn't, maybe you would say that kind of childish thing, who would want it...... But...... If...... If you and your mother are here, there will definitely be a ...... at home]

"Yes...... Even if I don't want it, you and my eldest brother will help me set it up, you guys...... That's how it was from a young age...... Nosy ......"

Listen to two paragraphs a day......

No, it's still two in the morning and two in the evening.

That's enough......

Qingfeng lowered his eyes, touched the newspaper with his fingers, cleaned up his mood, and went out to accompany Suzuki Jiroji to dinner.

She wasn't in the mood to go out and play, but she could still get the Hokage out of her mind while her mind wandered.

Suzuki Jiroyoshi 'first look at the sketch', I watched it with relish, and I didn't expect that half of Qingfeng's thoughts were wandering, seeing Qingfeng staring at the computer without saying a word, I thought that Qingfeng was seriously conceiving, and didn't bother out loud, so I discussed it with Qingfeng after dinner and asked about some follow-up developments.

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