Conan's first love is a profiler

Chapter 41 Deeper Doubts

"Why don't you look for your Xiaolan?"

My family, Xiaolan?
Conan blushed a bit, coughed lightly and said, "If she knew about it, she would definitely say something too dangerous, and then not let me go. Besides, I don't want to put her in danger."

What's more, he is now Conan Edogawa, a first-grade elementary school student.

It's not the famous high school student detective - Kudo Shinichi.

"Then don't you think I'm the most dangerous? Kudo Shinichi."

Qinghai Chuantang walked around behind him at some point, and pressed something against his head.

Hard, a little cold.

"After feeding you APTX4869 with Gin, it actually shrinks your body. It's a surprising discovery."

Conan felt as if his body was frozen, and he didn't dare to turn his head.

The pupils shrank suddenly, and the voice was a little slow and trembling: "You bastard, don't you?"

Is it actually someone from that organization?

Qinghai Chuantang smiled, "Could it be that you haven't noticed anything wrong all this time? Some things that you thought were unreasonable seem to have been subtly accepted."

"Why are you saying this now? Who are you? What is your purpose?"

Conan finally calmed down and began to think about how to deal with this situation.

His hand quietly touched the anesthesia watch on his wrist.

"If I wanted to attack you, I would have acted long ago. Kudo Shinichi, you must know that you are not a savior. Don't use any excuses that you don't want others to be in danger to achieve some seemingly selfish behavior."

What was on the head was removed.

After Conan turned around, he realized that it was a lollipop.

"What do you mean?"

He looked at each other warily.

"It means that letting the police go is the best option, rather than playing some personal heroism."

Qinghai Chuantang took out his mobile phone, and instead of making a call, he sent a text message.

After doing all this, she put the phone back in her pocket, turned to look at him and said, "You don't even know how many people are there, let alone what you're about to face."

"Will they hold knives in their hands and want to kill people? Are you aware of this? From another perspective, you don't have any self-protection ability. If you want to use your anesthesia watch and play football, At most, it can only knock down a few people, right?"

"Since you are a detective, you can just find the culprit. Before you have enough self-protection ability, please be safe. Because the next step is the responsibility of the criminal police, not the detective, and even less your responsibility."

Conan opened his mouth to refute her, but was stopped by the other party.

Qinghai Chuantang picked up the key on the table, then looked at him, and said: "If you really want to go, then try it. But I don't think that occasion is suitable for you, because it may hurt the other party .”

"After all, you are a group of teenagers. You, who are kind-hearted, definitely don't want to see such a cruel scene."

Naturally, she had no intention of going there, after all, she had no obligation to catch the prisoner.

These words are purely to make the other party change their minds.

"I have to go."

Unexpectedly, Conan's choice was unexpectedly firm.

Qinghai Chuantang sighed helplessly.

"By the way, you used to be a member of that organization, right?"

In the car, Conan asked.

It seemed that knowing the position of the other party made him dare to say such bold words.

Know about gin, know about APTX4869, know about dosing.
If you were a member of the organization, the moment you found yourself, you should immediately grab yourself and hand it over to Gin.

But the other party did not do this, there are undoubtedly two reasons: one is that she is not a member of the organization in essence, and the other is that she used to be a member of the organization.

But since he is a member of the organization, why doesn't he know about "malt whiskey"?So, was he pretending to be stupid at the time, or was there something else hidden?

"Yes, once. But the malt whiskey you mentioned before, I really don't know, it may be a new member, or it may be a member with a higher rank."

"After all, even Gin, although he is an internal member of the organization, is only considered the role of the executive minister."

"Then what was your code name in the organization?"

Conan turned to look at her, "Actually, I have another question. You did this suddenly just now, are you actually trying to tell me something?"

"Although I panicked for a moment, I didn't realize that you had the slightest malice, which means you didn't want to kill me."

He is indeed a naive child, no wonder he would say such a thing.

"Do you think people who like Holmes are bad people?"

Conan froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "People who like Sherlock Holmes can't be bad, of course!"

"Gin quite likes Holmes."

Conan froze.

"And he also has a hardcover collector's edition of "The Complete Works of Sherlock Holmes" at home."

Conan quickly changed his words: "A person who really likes Sherlock Holmes, of course, cannot be a bad person. It seems that a person who really loves reasoning will not use his proud and loving reasoning to achieve the purpose of killing people."

Conan vividly demonstrated for Qinghai Chuantang what is the art of language.

"Wait!" Conan caught something wrong, "How do you know that he has a set of "The Complete Works of Sherlock Holmes" at home, or is it a hardcover collector's edition?"

"I remember that it was released in limited quantities at that time, and there were not even a hundred sets in the world. Even if my dad went around, he couldn't find anyone who was willing to sell it."

For those who really love, even if you give a sky-high price, you will not give your treasure to others.

This also became his great regret.

"arrive."

Qinghai Chuantang chose to avoid the other party's question.

The vehicle stopped at the foot of the mountain, and you can see it when you look up. There is a house in the distance, but it looks more like a warehouse.

"Let's go up, it's not like scaring the snake."

Qinghai Chuantang was not as anxious as Conan, and could even be said to be too calm, making people think that she was here for an outing.

"Be careful yourself later, and run as soon as you encounter danger. I can still protect myself, but you can't."

Ten minutes later, the two came to the warehouse.

Behind the iron gate was a black vicious dog, baring its teeth at them.

Conan made a silence gesture, said something to it, and made it quiet.

Qinghai Chuantang was a little dumbfounded.

Even the advanced skills of communicating with animals can be learned, and it really deserves to be called the Hawaii Vocational and Technical College.

"Come on, let's go in."

Conan carefully pushed open the iron door, so as not to be noticed by the people inside.

Although it is a bungalow, it looks about the size of a warehouse.However, the layout inside does not look like a warehouse, but more like a home.

This abandoned home is easily exploited as a great crime scene or as a great hideout.

After all, generally speaking, no one would pass here.

Opening the door and walking a little further, I saw that the place was surrounded by iron nets, like a prison cell, but there were no prisoners inside.

"Here, the door is open."

If there was still some light in the cell outside, then it was pitch black inside, and even five fingers could not be seen.

It is like the boundary between light and darkness, separating the two in their respective fields.

Following the spot where the flashlight shined, Conan saw a person lying on the bed with his back to them.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Conan hurried over to check, but found that it was just a dummy.

Just as he was about to turn around and say something to Qinghai Chuantang, Conan paused.Then he turned around quickly and illuminated it with the light of his watch—it turned out to be a girl.

Her hair was a little messy, her eyes were full of dark circles, and she looked very bad.Holding an iron rod tightly in his hand, he aimed at them, with "Alert" written all over his face.

She looked scared, even nervous.

"Are you, Miyu?"

The other party didn't answer, but just gripped the iron rod tighter, and couldn't help but take a step back.

"Don't be afraid, we are here to help you!" Conan comforted the other party, trying to make her calm down a little.

Weiyou didn't say a word, but gripped the iron rod tightly, and ran forward suddenly.

Seeing that the iron rod was about to stab her, she didn't expect that the target of the other party was not herself, but a man who appeared behind her at some time.

But before Weiyou got close to the opponent, he fell to the ground, and the iron rod in his hand fell to the side.

It turned out that Weiyou's foot was bound with an iron chain.

"let me go!"

She struggled, wanted to stand up, wanted to punch him.

The man has dyed red hair.

He picked up the iron rod on the ground, then touched his cheeks, "You really have a lot of tricks."

The tattoo on the man's hand happened to be exposed.

Red ghost.

"ghost"

The two couldn't help being surprised.

"You know me?"

His expression was a little indifferent, "The combination of elementary school students and aunts? It's really interesting. Did you know that adults are prohibited from entering here?"

The last sentence was said to Qinghai Chuantang.

"Big, aunt?"

Qinghai Chuantang pointed at himself, feeling a little unbelievable, and said angrily: "I look so young and beautiful, and I look nothing more than that. You call me aunt?"

"Crap."

The man raised an iron bar and threw it at her.

Conan aimed the anesthesia watch at his neck, and when he was about to launch, the man had already been knocked to the ground by Qinghai Chuantang.

"You are the aunt! Your whole family is an aunt! If you have the ability to call me an aunt again, I will make you an aunt now!"

When it comes to beating people, Qinghai Chuantang is a professional.

Absolutely no trauma, no broken bones or anything.The strength is properly controlled, and every punch seems to be hit on the vital point.

Conan hurried forward to stop him: "Sister Xiaotang, don't hit him, he has passed out now, you are so easy to kill!"

Qinghai Chuantang finally gave up.

After exhaling a breath, he came to Weiyou.

"Are you all right? Are you hurt?"

Wei Wei nodded, and pointed to the right: "Over there."

The light of the flashlight shone on them, and they finally stood up one by one, as if they had just woken up from sleep.

It's just that their complexions are sallow, and their eyes are extremely dark circles. It really doesn't look like they are having any sweet dreams.

"What, what's the situation?"

Sato, who heard the movement, was shocked by the scene in front of him.

(End of this chapter)