"A bunch of hateful rats!"

The curator with the iron pipe in hand stared at the falling elevator with a grim expression.

I saw a man's body lying on the top of the elevator.

Retracting his gaze, he glanced at the elevator's floor indication panel again.

"First floor?"

The curator muttered and turned his head to look down the stairwell, "It's not that easy to escape. ”

All the way from the third floor to the first floor.

The curator wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, stared at the iron door where the elevator was about to arrive, and sneered: "I finally caught up." ”

A moment later, a dinging sounded.

The curator who heard the sound immediately stepped forward.

After opening the elevator door with his bare hands, he took out the iron rod behind him and shouted into the elevator: "Enlightenment!" Damn little rats! ”

However, this voice roared lonely.

The falling elevator was empty.

"Gone?"

Looking at the empty elevator in front of him, the curator was surprised.

When he came back to his senses, he muttered, "It seems that you are going down halfway?" ”

"What a clever little mouse!"

As he spoke, he pressed the emergency brake button of the elevator, and his face was gloomy, "Without the elevator, no matter how smart you little rats are, they are just turtles in the urn!" ”

"Da ............"

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from behind them.

Could it be that there is anyone else besides those little rats?

The curator frowned.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw a black, large, and unusually thick thing come into view.

It's a wooden knife!

"Smack!"

"Ahh

The muffled sound was mixed with screams.

As soon as he turned around, he was slashed by a certain old six.

Stimulated by the intense pain, he covered his head, and while his expression was distorted and he let out a painful wail, he slowly retreated towards the elevator behind him.

The large iron rod in his hand also fell to the ground, making a metallic crunch.

Only when the pain faded did he raise his head and look in front of him.

I saw a young man wearing a black suit vest and holding a wooden knife standing at the elevator door.

For some reason, he always felt that the glasses that the young man was wearing in front of him were flashing with a cold white light.

He turned his gaze to the large iron pipe outside the elevator, and then glanced at the wooden knife in the young man's hand.

Well, you can't beat it!

When the opportunity is made, it is necessary to close the electric door.

But when the button is pressed, there is no response.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered that he had just stopped the elevator!

It's over, it's a turtle!

Just as the curator was looking at him in surprise, Fujino lifted the wooden knife in his hand again............

In the middle of the night, wails echoed in the library.

The mournful screams made the listeners sad and the listeners wept.

I don't know, I thought whose family was killing pigs.

Listening to the miserable screams, the children hiding on the second floor trembled when they heard the sound.

Conan, on the other hand, was very brave, picked up a flower pot, and groped his way in the direction from which the sound came.

Then, he saw an unforgettable scene in his life.

In the dimly lit elevator room, a man holds a stick-like object and hits another person on the head with ferocity.

While knocking, he muttered in his mouth: "It's just your childhood shadow, right?" "Your eyes glow red, huh?" "Ghost pretending, huh?" The words "reload, ......".

Who the hell is that person?

Knocking like this will kill you!

Could it be that someone else has been killed by the curator?

Retracting his thoughts, Conan frowned.

Immediately, he leaned down lightly to unblock the football boots and kicked straight at the flower pot that had just been placed on the ground.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and lightning flashed everywhere.

The flower pot flew straight behind the abusive man.

Hearing the crackling sound, Fujino, who was mending the knife, suddenly had a sense of crisis in his heart.

Under the reinforcement effect, he subconsciously dodged to the side.

Then, a flower pot exploded inside the elevator hall.

If you get hit by this blow, you might die, right?

Fujino stared at the fragments of a flower pot and swallowed.

As for who is behind the sneak attack, he already has a certain number in his heart.

As soon as I turned around, I saw Conan wearing a classic blue suit with his sneakers still smoking.

"Fujino?!"

Through a glimmer of light, Conan recognized who the man who was committing the violence was.

If it's not Fujino, who else could it be?

At this time, Fujino looked at Conan standing in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

This little, En will take revenge, right?

Thinking about it, the wooden knife in his hand couldn't help but clench a little.

Seeing Fujino's unkind gaze.

Conan's back was slightly cold in a sweat.

Looking at Fujino as if he was going to knock himself to death, he didn't know what to say.

Scratching the back of his head, he fell silent.

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"By the way, Fujino, why are you here?"

After a moment, Conan, who had recovered from his embarrassment, asked Fujino.

The doubts in his eyes were self-evident.

"I just heard screams from here, so I came here......"

As he spoke, Fujino stepped forward, rubbed Conan's head fiercely, lifted it up, and educated, "Also, how many times have I said that children have asked their elders to add honorifics!" ”

"Yes! Fujino, pigeon pigeon. ”

Conan wanted to struggle, but after a glance at the curator who was foaming at the beating, he became honest.

showed an expression of lovelessness.

It's numb.

tossed Conan a bit, and took revenge on the flower pot just now.

Fujino asked Conan, "So little brother Conan, why are you here so late............ And the old man who started to fight when he saw someone, what the hell is going on. ”

"It's the curator!"

Conan pointed to the librarian who was already foaming at the mouth, "He was dealing in drugs in the library, and he killed a guy who bumped into his drug dealing!" ”

"Is there such a thing?"

Fujino feigned surprise.

"That's right!"

Conan nodded triumphantly.

Then he pointed to the elevator: "The body of that person is on the roof of the elevator room." ”

"Since it's the one who killed because of drugs."

As he spoke, Fujino paused and continued to ask Conan, "What about drugs?" ”

"Drugs are in the children's library."

"He hid the drugs behind the bookshelves and wrapped them inside the books so they wouldn't be discovered."

"I see."

Fujino smiled and nodded.

Half an hour later, Twilight Thirteen was late.

As for why I was late, the explanation was that there was a traffic jam.

Actually, who knows?

It can only be said that this efficiency, if you really encounter danger, it is really better to fight back on your own.

Waiting for the police?

It is estimated that by the time the police arrived at the scene, the informant was already dead............

That's it, according to Fujino's testimony.

The police found the victim's body on the roof of the elevator and, in turn, found a large amount of drugs in the children's library.

This excites Twilight Thirteen.

The back of an entire bookshelf is full of drugs!

Although the amount here is not as large as that on Lunaris Island, it is still a great achievement!