The technique of this case is not very subtle, and the background is not very profound, mainly because of the lethality of this car that has been created in other people's stores, and it is very spiritual. I don't know if the unlucky shopkeeper has been compensated.

"What are you looking at?" Finding that Karasaw's gaze had always stopped in one place, Conan turned around and saw the closed bathroom door.

"That uncle, the state is very wrong." Tang Ze rambled casually, "What do you say...... Murderous intent? ”

Conan paid suspicious attention to Tang Ze's expression, surprised that he wasn't joking: "...... Are you serious? Although he did look angry, he had a killing intent or something......"

"Did I just forget to say it?" Tang Ze laughed, "My parents are scholars in clinical medicine and psychology. ”

It's an interesting way to say it, Conan pondered the state of the middle-aged man and asked, "So, you came to a conclusion based on psychological judgment?" ”

"No, I should say that I experienced the feeling of being pushed to the edge, the moment when I couldn't control the feeling of 'I want to kill him'. He made me feel about it. Tang Ze said a few quite exemplary lines before he said the point, "He ran to the bathroom for too long." ”

Did Tang Ze just say something very dangerous? The worry that this new friend would make a mistake in the morning and that he would have to tearfully send Tang Ze to the police station enveloped Conan again.

After another ten minutes or so, the middle-aged man walked out of the bathroom and returned to his seat.

After Tang Ze's reminder, whether he believed it or not, Conan, who was always paying attention to this person, caught the abnormality at once.

"He was just licking his fingers." Tang Ze said.

"He paints with a different hand." Conan also said.

The two looked at each other and nodded.

I don't know if it's right or not, but the two of them pay attention to the middle-aged man's table together.

"President Ohara, am you mistaken?" Aihara pushed the paper on the table forward slightly rudely, "Do you think I'm about to change jobs anyway, so you take the last chance to squeeze me?" So many things you want me to finish tomorrow? ”

"Aihara, this is an urgent order, and you will know the situation when you take it!" Ohara, without giving a step, pushed the paper back, and irritably took out a cigarette from his pocket and held one in his mouth.

He looked at the bus passing behind Aihara, touched his body, and said, "The lighter is missing, I'll look for it." With that, he got up and walked towards the bathroom.

Aihara muttered and looked at the pages of documents, and Conan just wanted to keep up with President Ohhara to see what he was going to do, when he saw Karasawa suddenly stand up.

"What's wrong?" Conan couldn't help but stand up.

"The car, the van!" Tang Ze only said two words, and rushed out of the store with a lunge.

Conan repeated in confusion: "Wagon? ”

He didn't have time to think about it, and ran out of the store after Tang Ze, and saw Tang Ze's arrow-like back, and the van on the top of the ramp, which was reversing towards this side and gradually accelerating.

Tang Ze's target was obviously this car, and Conan understood the situation after a little reaction.

The truck was not driving in reverse, but slid down the slope, and the direction -

It's this little shop at the turn of the ramp!

Conan's pupils shrank and he ran in that direction, and Tang Ze had already chased to the side of the speeding truck, jumped on the ground, grabbed the vehicle's rearview mirror and climbed the door.

Tang Ze looked into the unmanned cab, raised his right fist high, and slammed it down on the window.

Under Conan's shocked gaze, Tang Ze smashed the car window into a cobweb-like crack, he reached in and pulled the lock of the car door, pulled the car door, and flexibly climbed into the cab.

At this time, the truck accelerated to the speed of a motor vehicle, fortunately, the key of the truck was inserted in the lock hole, Tang Ze started the engine, and pressed the brakes hard.

Even if Tang Ze's series of movements were coherent and smooth, the truck at this moment had already rushed to a place only more than 100 meters away from the door of the store, Tang Ze stepped on the brakes to death, and the truck dragged out two obvious brake marks on the asphalt road, and in the screams and exclamations of passers-by, the van was dangerously and dangerously parked more than 2 meters away from the store.

"Tang Ze!" Conan, who ran more than ten meters and turned back, was so excited by the intense exercise and fright that his heart was beating wildly, he jumped on the open cab door and looked at his classmates who were acting in action blockbusters here, "It's okay!" ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Tang Ze, who had sprinted for two or three hundred meters and had a set of dangerous moves, gasped for breath, let go of the steering wheel and leaned back on the back of the chair, "I did it, awesome, I did it......"

He knew that as long as the purpose was to help others, Ke Xueshi could allow any action blockbuster performance without hindrance throughout the whole process, such as divine help.

In the store behind them, Aihara, who just wondered why the two children were running while shouting, thought that someone had escaped the order, turned his head in the screams of others, and saw the rear of the truck 2 meters away from the floor-to-ceiling window, and only then did he understand the fact that he almost died in Huangquan.

In a cold sweat, he shouted twice and crawled away from his seat.

Tang Ze jumped out of the cab, looked at the small shop that was in a mess, but there were no casualties, exhaled, and looked at the door of the car that had broken the glass by himself: "Oops, it looks like I have to pay for a window......"

Pedestrians who witnessed the thrilling scene reacted one after another, some exclaimed, and others applauded.

"Is that the point?" Conan slapped him angrily, and then looked at the back of Tang Ze's hand and wrist that were scratched by the glass, "Wipe it, the blood is starting to drip down!" ”

Among the skilled people in Rice Flower Town, someone had already called the police, and by the time Tang Ze wrapped his hands around his hands with bandages at random—Conan was dumbfounded by the bandages he had taken out of his bag—the police had already rushed to the scene.

Because of Tang Ze's timely rescue, the accident did not turn into a homicide, and it was not the criminal police who came to search for the first lesson.

Briefly answering the whole process of observing the strange movement of the truck on the top of the slope, Tang Ze walked back to the shop in the voice of the truck driver who thanked him for his kindness and repeatedly said that he did not need compensation.

The books they bought were still on the table.

Aihara, who escaped the catastrophe, shook Tang Ze's hand, and his excitement was overflowing: "Thank you very much, thank you very much." It's so dangerous, my gosh, what kind of bad luck is this, it's hard to imagine that I'd have an accident like this......"

Tang Ze looked at President Ohara who walked out of the bathroom behind him and his face turned pale, and said meaningfully: "It's also a kind of luck to be able to survive such an accident, right?" ”

President Ohara glanced at the truck parked in front of the door and gritted his teeth secretly.

"This uncle." Tang Ze broke free from Aihara's hand, and suddenly reached out and patted President Ohara's shoulder, "You are almost in danger too." Be careful. ”

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"Was the uncle responsible for the accident just now?" Half an hour later, Tang Ze and Conan, who had assisted the police in making records, left the storefront, and Conan asked out loud.

"Probably so." Tang Ze put his hand in his pocket and threw the commuter bag that he didn't leave behind, "The truck driver said that he wouldn't have parked the car in such a dangerous position, but his usual unloading truck parking space parked a car today, and he had to stop on the slope, and when he got out of the car, he remembered that he had pulled the handbrake and locked the four wheels, but the handbrake was not pulled when I climbed in, and the car was the uncle's." ”

There were no real casualties or damages, and the case was closed as an accident caused by the truck driver's operational error, and the only victim may have been the truck driver's insurance company.

Unknown to the true method, Conan couldn't help but start to diverge: "How did he do it?" Even if he climbed out of the window and pulled the truck's handbrake on his way to the bathroom, it wouldn't be too late for him to get back to the store, right? ”

"There must be a time-delay device, and the time needs to be controllable."

"Yes, otherwise if he doesn't have time to leave his seat, he will be killed by the crash. So what is he taking advantage of? ”

"High-strength cables?"

"Unlikely, on the street, not easy to arrange...... Well, ice cubes? Putting ice under the wheels of your car? ”

"It sounds like I haven't made a device yet, and it's reliable to pull the handbrake."

"No, you didn't see anything when you climbed in. You say, will he do it again? ”

"Who knows, maybe he's a device made of ice? I don't think so, it feels like an impulsive killing intent, and if you fail, you can't bring up the second time. ”

"You're really unreliable, aren't you, ice cubes don't leave water marks?"

The two of you guessed sentence by sentence, and walked back leisurely.

Conan was idly talking, while glancing at Tang Ze's wrist exposed outside his coat pocket, which was wrapped in gauze, and a few pink lines were printed on the gauze with slight bleeding.

…… So Tang Ze is indeed a good person.

Behind them, Shuichi Akai, who had witnessed everything today, tugged at the mask on his face, stopped around the corner, quietly watched Tang Ze's back go away, and approached Polo's Cafe.

Tang Zezhao has not only grown up healthy and sound, but also grown into a very good child, you know, you will be happy for him.

Farther down the street, in the dark lanes, Kazuo Ohara, who had not been able to get his hands on it, walked angrily on the way back to the company.

Next week, Aihara will be leaving. This time it didn't work out, and I'm afraid Isahara would never want to go to the store that almost killed him again, and his murder plan was impossible to carry out again.

He sighed unwillingly or happily.

His hand reached for the cigarette case in his coat, trying to light a cigarette to relieve his boredom, but his fingertips first touched the edge of the hard paper.

"What ......," Kazuo Ohara, frowning, pulled it out.

It's a red card, the size of a business card, with large and small pieces of paper cut out of newspaper on it, forming a short letter.

"We know all your sins and sins.

Don't take chances because you haven't done your sin.

Sincerely, the Monster of the Heart."