Conan's first love is a profiler

Chapter 47 The Real Murderer

"This should be our first meeting, profiler. I didn't expect it to be in this way."

After Hitoshi in the temple finished speaking, he turned and looked into the darkness: "You can come out now."

The figure stepped out.

He was carrying a black iron box in his hand, and his hands were still wearing gloves.

Although I haven't seen her before, I can tell just by thinking about it—Jiashi in the temple.

"I didn't expect the prey to walk into the trap by itself."

Jiashi in the temple looked at his hands, then looked up at Qinghai Chuantang, and said with a smile: "If you can promise not to scream, maybe I can consider tearing the thing off your mouth."

Qinghai Chuantang naturally chose to nod.

Jiashi in the temple gave a signal, and the man stepped forward to remove the tape from her mouth.

He stood behind her, silently.The figure looks a bit tall and strong, so it's no wonder that he wields the stick so hard.

"So the two people Hideki Oi refers to are your husband and wife?"

Terauchi Jiashi smiled, as if mocking her innocence.

"What you think about now is not who is the culprit, but who is going to die. After all, you are going to die soon, so you should worry about yourself."

"However, I really admire your courage. The other guys have given it, and maybe they can give you a chance to survive."

"Really?" Qinghai Chuantang smiled.

"Compared to killing a person directly, if it makes us feel more pleasure, we can also spare your life."

Terauchi Jiashi smiled, and began to point to the past with his fingers: "A certain guy was dancing, and a certain woman was just crying. However, there was a guy who did a good job before, so we spared her life."

The couple looked at each other and smiled, seeming to be in perfect harmony.

"Akimoto Tomoko? I was almost killed by you again not long ago."

"Can luck last forever? Once is enough."

"It's a pity that you actually contacted the police to set up an ambush, but we also happened to discover something, so we only let Da Zhu go."

"I think it's very interesting when I think of the way that guy killed his friend in order to protect himself."

Jiashi in the temple smiled, making Qinghai Chuantang feel creepy.

"You won't live for long anyway, because you're about to smile at the god of death. After killing you, we'll go to kill her again."

"Perhaps those stupid fellows still think that they have found the 'truth'."

Hitoshi Temple walked towards her, and then raised the utility knife in his hand.

Seeing that the knife was about to fall.

At this critical moment, a siren suddenly sounded outside, and a person was lying at the window calling her name.

Ji Nei Renshi took Si Nei Jiashi back a lot.

"What are you still doing!"

The big man behind reacted, and hurried forward to pick up the black box on the ground, then picked up Jiashi from the temple and left.

Conan shouted: "Hey! Don't try to escape!"

But after running down the stairs, Conan paused, or hesitated.

Qinghai Chuantang's forehead was hit hard, blood flowed down, and a few drops fell on his collar.

He finally chose to stop.

She found scissors and cut the ropes that bound her hands.

When Qinghai Chuantang and Conan ran out from the back door and stood on the street, they saw nothing but nothing.

"Damn it! Let them escape."

Conan clenched his fists, if only he could be faster.

"Thank you, Detective."

Conan was taken aback, only to see that the other party was staring at him.

He seemed to have guessed something.

He said with a serious expression: "For a detective, there is no way to ignore life. If you leave a wounded person alone and only care about the murderer, that is not what a detective should do at all."

"However, are your injuries all right?"

"It's okay. Since the Megure Police Department and the others have arrived, they hope to find something useful in that warehouse."

Fingerprints, footprints. Traces of crime.

But under the reaction of Luminol, none of these were found.

When the light was turned on, Qinghai Chuantang instantly understood the reason.

A large piece of plastic sheeting was spread on the ground, covering almost the entire ground.

It seems that they are really a diligent couple, and they will replace each other with new ones after committing a crime.

"I didn't find anything, isn't it here?"

Mu Mu Shisan rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought.

Qinghai Chuantang pointed to his forehead, "Mumu Police Department, the evidence is solid, that couple almost killed me."

"Miss Tang, you misunderstood, I didn't mean that."

Mu Mu Shisan explained, thinking that the other party felt that he thought she had reported a false police report.

"I think it's because of the plastic sheet on the ground. As long as it is replaced with a new one, the previous traces will not be found anyway."

"Ke, Conan?" Mu Mu Shisan looked at the person who spoke in surprise, "It's so late, why are you here?"

"this."

Conan scratched his head with a smile, and came up with a very lame excuse: "Because I played hide-and-seek with Sister Xiaotang, I didn't expect it to be so late."

Mu Mu Shisan looked at him, his eyes were full of suspicion, and "I don't believe it" was written all over his face.

"The Twilight Police Department."

Qinghai Chuantang tried to divert the other party's attention, so he asked, "How did Dazhu be adopted by that couple? Have you investigated it?"

"When I was trapped here before, besides the two of them, there was a strange man. I suspect he was also adopted by them."

It turned out that Hitoshi Terauchi had worked in an institution for the disabled, and Dazhu was the child he knew at that time.

Afterwards, the handicap agency was abolished as support was cut off.

Dazhu had nowhere to go, so Renshi in the temple took him in and asked him to help with some things.

And that institution for the disabled is called the Maple Leaf Welfare Institute.

Qinghai Chuantang found someone who had worked in that orphanage.

"In the beginning, it was a welfare facility for the disabled, and then the mentally disabled, and the homeless. Everyone was accepted."

After Kaoru Mochida finished speaking, he opened the side drawer and took out a photo album from it.

"This is a photo from 30 years ago."

Kaoru Mochida said, opened the photo album, found one of them, pointed to someone on it and said, "He is Dazhu."

"Although I can't remember the face clearly, but when I saw the news, I immediately remembered the name that appeared on it."

I saw a man and a woman standing beside Da Zhu in the photo, their looks familiar.

"These two are."

"They. One is called Hitoshi Temple, and the other is called Shikashi. Shiba Kashi was born as a nurse. We were working together at the time. In terms of the temple, we were the cleaners in the courtyard at that time."

Qinghai Chuantang felt a little strange, "Then the two of them were husband and wife at that time?"

"How is that possible." Kaoru Mochida smiled and said, "As far as I know, the education background of the two is quite different, and there is also a big age gap."

It's not Jiashi in the temple, but Zhijiashi.

They were never husband and wife.

30 years ago--

A child accidentally bumped into Zhi Jiashi while running and jumping, causing the tray in her hand to fall to the ground, and the water spilled all over the floor.

At that time, the child was terrified, for fear that the other party would blame him.

Unexpectedly, Zhi Jiashi hugged him and comforted him: "Even if the world has abandoned you, at least you still have me now."

In the dead of night, the children fell into deep sleep.

Zhi Jiashi walked in quietly, came to the side of the previous child, grabbed his neck, and tightened it tightly.

"It's all because of you. The ground is dirty. It would be nice if you were more careful."

When the boy in his hand stopped struggling, Zhi Jiashi showed a weird smile.

Just when she inadvertently raised her head, she found a person in the opposite room looking at her.

The child was taken away the next morning.

That day, Hitoshi in the temple was called to paint the walls. Unexpectedly, he painted the walls red, which made the dean very unhappy.

It was also at that time that Kaoru Mochida and Jiashi Zhi found out that he was color blind.

Can't distinguish between blue and yellow, can only see red, which is commonly known as: blue-yellow blindness.

People die almost every day.

Most of the people in the Maple Leaf Welfare Institute are patients, and no one will investigate the cause.

Suddenly one day, the dean disappeared.

At that time, the grants issued also disappeared.

Because of the relatively large amount, everyone thought that the dean had absconded with the money.

Then something happened, and the Maple Leaf Orphanage closed down.

After the orphanage closed, a small number of them were taken away by their families, and most of them had no record of changing their residences elsewhere.

"Because I can only see bright red, so I get excited when I see blood, so let's scratch it with a knife."

At this time, Qinghai Chuantang had already returned to his home.

While she was thinking about it, she suddenly received a message that someone sent her a video.

I saw that the man in the video was the one who knocked me out before.

His expression was a bit painful, and there were many scratches on his body, as if he was going to die at any moment.

The camera slowly turned down, and I saw a sign hanging on his body, which read: I will give you two hours.If you don't arrive within two hours, one person will die every hour, and you are only allowed to come by yourself.

Then the camera continued to move, and she saw many children sitting on the ground.

Then the camera continued to move, and the timer on the table was counting down.

The video ends here, and it doesn't seem to give much information.

It looks like someone has written something on the wall.

After zooming in on the screenshot, I saw that the text on it was "Maple Leaf".

Qinghai Chuantang hurriedly searched for the location of the Maple Leaf Welfare Institute: Jinnan Mountain.

"It takes at least an hour to drive there, damn it!"

Hope it's still in time.

This was Qinghai Chuantang's first thought after getting in the car.

Otherwise she would have a feeling of guilt, if that person really died because of her.

Qinghai Chuantang regretted it now, why he didn't buy a sports car or something.

Even with the gas pedal full and the tires burning to take off, she still felt it was too slow.

Faster, faster—

(End of this chapter)