Conan's first love is a profiler

Chapter 89 King's Game
"Ran's boyfriend? Is that the high school detective named 'Kudo Shinichi'?"

"Eh? Have you seen him?"

Xiaolan's mood is a bit complicated at this time, why Shiliang is more excited than herself?
"It's not like I've seen it."

Mai Kirishima thought about it carefully, "It seems that in the tropical paradise, it was that boy named Kudo Shinichi who solved the case."

"I was the one who wrote the report on the case at the time, and I even named it 'The Roller Coaster Murder Incident'."

At that time, Kudo Shinichi happened to be following Xiaolan, so it's no wonder that she thought they were boyfriend and girlfriend.

"Speaking of which, it seems that there has been news of Kudo Shinichi's solution to the case for a long time. It's a man named Mori Kogoro. Mori, Mori? Eh, it could be Ran's father, right?"

Mai Kirishima showed a surprised expression.

Xiaolan nodded, acknowledging their father-daughter relationship.

"So Xiaolan is also a detective?"

Just when Xiaolan was about to say "no", Mai Kirishima continued, "However, you don't look like you like reasoning."

For reasoning and detectives, Xiaolan is actually indifferent and has a very neutral attitude.

However, she really liked Kudo Shinichi's confidence when he reasoned.

As the saying goes: a confident man is the most attractive.

"I'm not really a detective."

Xiaolan lowered her head slightly, but soon raised her head again with a smile on her face: "However, why did Sister Mai say that?"

"If the detective's girlfriend is a detective and the pianist's girlfriend is also a pianist, the relationship between the two is more like colleagues than boyfriend and girlfriend."

Qinghai Chuantang stared at the calm lake, and said lightly: "Tong Dao, you talk too much. You probably scared all the fish away."

"Isn't it?"

Mai Kirishima hurried over, pulled up the fishing line and saw that there was nothing on the hook.

After a moment of silence, she said, "Have you ever thought that it's not my problem?"

Qinghai Chuantang's complexion did not change, and he said very calmly: "This is called Jiang Taigong fishing, and those who wish to take the bait."

"If you fish like this, you will catch nothing for 100 years."

Saying that, Mai Kirishima pulled her up, "And it's such a wonderful night, and it's rare that there are so many people here, why don't we play games together."

After all, if you eat all the time, you always feel that something is missing. There should be some sideshows.

First prepare as many disposable chopsticks as there are people, and then write "King" on one of the sticks, and write numbers on the remaining chopsticks.

This is what is often said - the game of kings.

Not only disposable chopsticks, but also dice cups.It seems that this is well prepared.

So, who will be the king in the first round?
"Unexpectedly, the king is me."

On the top of the disposable chopsticks in Xiaolan's hand, the word "King" was written.

"Then, No. 3 can feed No. 5 something to eat."

No one answered.

"Ah?"

Mai Kirishima blinked her eyes, a little puzzled: "I remember, I obviously wrote these two numbers."

Okiya Subaru and Amuro Toru glanced at each other, then turned their heads away immediately.

Obviously, they are number 3 and number 5.

Yuanzi said solemnly: "Since it is a king's game, then you must be willing to bet and admit defeat!"

"Sorry, number 3 is me."

Qinghai Chuantang raised the chopsticks in his hand, and said with a smile, "I misread it at first, thinking that the number 2 was drawn."

According to Kirishima Mai's writing habits, sometimes it is easy to confuse the two numbers 2 and 3.

"So, who is number five?"

"it's me."

I saw the number 5 written on the chopsticks in Subaru Okiya's hand.

Qinghai Chuantang paused for a moment, then secretly glanced at Toru Amuro.

Although the other party has a smile on his face, why does he always feel that this smile is a bit creepy.

So much so that when feeding, I almost shook my hand and let the fat cow fall to the ground.

"Okay, now for the second round. So, who is the king?"

"Great!"

Yuanzi looked at the king he had drawn, and said with a chuckle, "My request is to hug No. 5 and No. 4."

Toru Amuro was lucky to draw No. 5 again.

Coincidentally, the person selected by No. 4 was Okiya Subaru.

This time, there is no "misunderstanding".

The atmosphere became a little more subtle.

"I'm willing to admit defeat."

"I'm not like someone."

Seeing the strange interaction between the two, Kirishima Mai whispered to Qinghai Chuantang: "There is something wrong with these two."

"And from the first moment I saw them, there was a 'tit for tat' feeling."

More than tit for tat.

It is a miracle that the two of them have not torn each other apart with their bare hands.

"The third round. Who is the king this time?"

Mai Kirishima said, when she pulled out the chopsticks, she showed a pleasant expression: "I didn't expect this luck to land on me."

Mai Kirishima smiled slyly: "Since it is a game of kings, of course there is a must-have chocolate bar. So, number 1 and number 4, let's finish this chocolate bar together!"

Conan looked at the people around him, and looked down at the chopsticks in his hand, but he didn't expect that he was number 4.

So, who is number 1?

"I am number 1. Which of you is number 4?"

Xiaolan looked at the people around her, and finally found that Conan had been staring at her.

Can't help laughing: "What, it turned out that Conan won the draw."

For some reason, she actually had a feeling that the heart she was holding was finally let go.

Conan nodded slowly.

At this moment, his face was flushed, like a monkey's butt.

Seeing Xiaolan slowly leaning towards her with a chocolate bar in her mouth, she always had a strange feeling: if she was Kudo Shinichi instead of Conan, it would be great.

If it's just a child, she might not care about anything at all.

If it was Kudo Shinichi, she would have blushed, not as active as she is now.

However, Xiaolan's shy appearance doesn't want others to see it.
"Little pervert."

I don't know who scolded him in a low voice.

"Okay, now it's the exciting and exciting fourth round. Who will be the king this time?"

Sera Masumi looked at the chopsticks in his hand and was surprised: "It was actually picked by me."

"Since it's a game of kings, it must be a little exciting."

Saying that, Shiliang Zhenchun showed a sly smile, and said his order: "No. 6 and No. 2, kiss for 1 minute!"

Yuanzi exclaimed: "No way, it's so exciting?"

"Then, who is No. 6 and who is No. 2?"

Qinghai Chuantang showed the chopsticks in his hand, and the number on them was exactly 6.

After repeatedly confirming the chopsticks in his hand, Toru Amuro smiled and said, "I am number 2."

"Crack-"

It was the sound of chopsticks being broken.

Okiya Subaru: You are really my brother's good sister.

"Is this so exciting?"

Sonoko covered her eyes with her hands, carefully looking out through the slits between her fingertips.

Mai Kirishima looked in the direction of Toru Amuro, showing a shy smile: "Actually, if you don't mind, I can replace Xiao Tangtang. My skills are pretty good."

"Willing to bet."

At this time, a scream came from not far away, interrupting what she was about to say.

"Yes, someone died! Come on, someone—"

The game was forced to stop.

The moment they heard the scream, Conan and Sera Masumi ran towards the place where the sound came from.

And they are just a few people from the former classmates.

The name of the deceased was Katsuhiko Takehou, male, 34 years old.

At the time of the incident, several people were playing the game of kings together.

At the king's request, No. 1 and No. 2 kissed for 3 minutes.

And the one who kissed Takeko Katsuhiko was old classmate Yonezu Yako.

Everyone is already an adult, so drinking is naturally indispensable for such an event.

They didn't know exactly how much alcohol they had drunk into their stomachs, they only knew that now, they felt as if they had taken sober medicine all at once.

"No, it wasn't me, how could I kill him?"

Yako Yonezu sat down on the ground, waving her hands frantically and shaking her head, trying to convince everyone that "I am not a murderer".

But at the time of the incident, she was the only one who had close contact with Katsuhiko Takehou.

It was indeed after kissing her that he fell to the ground and died in the end.

"Killing someone with a kiss? It's really a romantic way. Before the murder, did he have any visions?"

Zhimu nodded, and said nervously: "Yes, there is indeed something wrong, that is, Zhuhou suddenly caught a cold."

"I remember, you came here very early, right? Isn't it normal to catch a cold after being blown outside for so long?"

"Say, it's true."

No, it must not be that simple!
Just when Conan was about to speak, he suddenly remembered his child's appearance now, and he was not convincing at all.

"Acute throat edema, and a rash on the arm. It's not a cold, but an allergy. If it had been earlier, it might have been saved. Unfortunately, it's too late now."

Qinghai Chuantang stood up, looked at everyone, and asked, "Do you know what he is allergic to?"

"allergy?"

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, obviously they didn't know about this matter.

Zhimu looked at the short-haired woman standing aside, "Guangshan, you used to be Zhuhou's wife, you should know?"

Guangshan Yizhi was taken aback and shook his head.

"He never mentioned it to me. All I know is that he likes peanuts very much. When he was a singer in a bar, someone would always give him spicy peanuts."

Zhimu was a little surprised, "Does he like to eat peanuts? But why did he say he didn't want to eat peanut oil when I said peanut oil?"

"This is normal, okay?"

Guishan put his hands on his shoulders, "It's like I like eating strawberries, but I don't like drinking strawberry milk. People always contradict themselves like this."

Studies have shown that 90% of allergy deaths are caused by peanuts.

Now, a new problem arises.

Since Katsuhiko Taketsu didn't eat the food brushed with peanut oil, how did he get allergic?

Could it be that someone secretly crushed the peanuts and added them to other foods for him to eat?

"Ah, how strange!"

The disposable chopsticks on the table are put together, and the lengths are not consistent, and even the tops of some have subtle differences.

For example, some chopsticks are longer and some are shorter; some have sharp upper corners, while others have slightly rounded upper corners.

"If you use these as marks, you can know the number of the opponent. And as long as you cheat seriously, you can look like a king in every round!"

Conan showed an innocent smile, as if he said something insignificant.

"You said this?"

Zhimu scratched his head, and said with some embarrassment: "Actually, it's because I didn't bring so many of the same chopsticks, so I used other brands instead, which looked more complicated."

"Although I wrote these numbers, I didn't have any intention of cheating. So every time I let them take it, I take the remaining one."

Conan couldn't help being silent, did he think complicated?
No, not right.

What I'm thinking now is what kind of method the murderer used to kill Mr. Zhuhou.

Then, the murderer hiding in the dark——

"By the way, in fact, the taste of barbecue today is a bit hard to describe, right?"

"what?"

Gao Bu turned and looked at the person who made the sound, "That's true. But after adding enough sauce, it's actually okay. But, how do you know?"

"The peanut oil told me."

The peanut oil in front of me was dark yellow, and there were a few words written on the bottle: virgin peanut oil.

If refined peanut oil is used, it will not cause allergies.

The virgin peanut oil has peanut protein residues, which is allergenic, and the allergenicity is stronger after baking and heating.

"But, but Zhuhou hasn't touched these foods at all. How could they cause allergies?"

"Food allergens can remain in saliva for up to four hours after a person eats."

"That is to say, during these 4 hours, any person with an allergen in his saliva who has close contact with him will cause allergies."

"And allergies are not short-lived, they last for a while and lead to anaphylactic shock."

Death from anaphylactic shock can occur within minutes.

Allergy killing is the most difficult method of killing.

It's not because it's so clever, but because it's simple and leaves enough clues, it's easy to bring the case to a stalemate.

Because sometimes, it is difficult for people to know whether the other party is intentional or unintentional.

Dai Tian looked at Masuke Mitsuyama, and said in disbelief: "Guangshan, you brought the peanut oil. Could it be that you really made it? But, but, why did you do this?"

"Why do it?"

Guangshan Yizhi laughed lowly, "If it wasn't because of that woman, how could I divorce him?"

"Could it be that Songxue's death was not an accident?"

Guangshan Yizhi looked up at the night sky and sighed leisurely.

"Her death was indeed an accident. After all, I would not have predicted that she would go directly to the hot spring."

When the two things are superimposed, it is easy to form the illusion of "premeditated".

And complicating the originally simple things is tantamount to setting up a barrier for yourself.

When she was very young, her parents divorced, and she lived with her mother.

When she grew up, she lacked the nourishment of her family, and she yearned for her family immensely.

After finally having her own family, she carefully maintained it with all her heart.

They also once loved each other and had a happy time.

"But why. Why did he walk into the hotel with her!"

Cheating, betrayal.

Her family was broken again.

When the police arrived, they saw a woman kneeling on the ground sobbing softly.

"Mr. Police, take me away."

Masayoshi Guangshan stretched out his hands, waiting for the cold handcuffs.

"Women are creatures that feed on 'love', the evolution of tapirs. If love is lost, nothing will matter."

As he spoke, Mitsuyama Masaki laughed.Laughing and laughing, she cried again.

　If you have allergies, be sure to speak up, and then carry allergy medicine with you.There is an episode of Conan, the man is allergic to shrimp, so he didn’t eat the shrimp handed by the other party (it seems to be shrimp?)
　　After that, the woman killed each other... What a tragic story.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)