Conan: The Mechanic

"What?" Officer Mumu looked at Kogoro Mouri with surprise on his face. "how come……"

"That's the truth," Kogoro Mori nodded solemnly. "The bomb is detonating, and our lives and those of everyone here are at stake."

"Then what should we do now?" Officer Mumu's brows were already knitted together. "let me see……"

"Let the children have a look first," Kogoro Mouri suggested. "If it's a child, it's easy for the other party to let down his guard, isn't it? After all... he shouldn't know that we already know everything, right?"

"Speaking of which, he shouldn't notice that you left the seat, right?" Officer Mumu suddenly remembered this. "In case he finds your abnormal departure..."

"The audience area is very dark, and Mr. Fuhe didn't sit near us - it should be in their official staff box - the box is under the platform where we are, and the platform we are on can't be seen from that angle."

"If that's the case, let Conan try it out--but our people will follow behind Conan to ensure his safety."

……

Fifteen minutes later, in a closed box.

"..." Holding a small glass of red wine, Pu He Jiang put his other hand in his pocket and quietly watched the performance on stage.

The timbre of the pipe organ is very standard, all the tones are very harmonious, and it fits perfectly with the timbre of Qiancao Lala.

"Really..." He murmured softly with a very subtle expression.

Behind him, the door handle of the box was turned, but it could not be opened. It was obviously locked in advance.

"Who is it?" Pu He Jiang turned his head, and he didn't seem to have a particularly surprised expression. "I'm a spectrum and craftsman, what's the matter?"

"Pu and Grandpa, I'm Conan, I'm lost, can you show me the way back?"

Conan? The child brought by Kogoro Mori?

"..." Pu and Takumi immediately drew a road map of the entire concert hall in their minds - Conan and the others should be in the second-floor lounge area on the right that was previously arranged for Mouri Kogoro and his party. The stairs are almost next to the bathroom, and it is impossible for normal people to find their way back in this fool-level way-finding work.

But, this is a child... for such a small child, there is nothing impossible.

Conan is really lost, which is certainly not impossible in Pu and Takumi's view. But the problem is that Pu and Takumi don't want to just go out and show Conan the way - otherwise he wouldn't lock the door on purpose.

"Pu and grandpa?" Conan outside the door seemed very anxious. "I really can't find the way back, can you take me back!"

"I still have something to do here, so I can't accompany you in person. I can call the staff and ask them to come here and take you back." After thinking about it, Pu He Jiang stood up and picked up the phone— He has cut off the external network cable of the fixed line before, but the internal function is still reserved.

Saying this, he walked to the phone, put down the wine glass and picked up the phone with the hand that was originally holding the wine glass, and the hand that was originally in the pocket also stretched out. After a small square with a prominent red button was placed on the table, ready to press the phone number——

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly found that the small square in front of him suddenly flew out, and almost immediately disappeared into the dimly lit space because there was no indoor light at all. Almost at the same time, there was a crisp thumping sound and the sound of plastic cubes falling on the stall in his ears.

"!?" Before Fu He Jiang could realize what was going on, he heard a deafening crash.

The door handle of the locked door flew out from the door before Fu and Takumi had time to switch the focus.

Then, the doorknob fell to the ground like this, but was swept aside by the abruptly knocked-open door.

"Don't move!" With such a warning sound, Officer Sato and Officer Takagi aimed their pistols at Fu and Takumi who were caught off guard.

"You guys..." Fu He Jiang was stunned for a moment, but then he seemed quite calm. "Forget it, I should have thought that you would have these new toys... Or, when you really thought of me, my early defenses were quite fragile."

"Pu and Grandpa, why did you do all this?" Sighing, Conan walked into the room. "If it is said that killing those four people, there is another one, although it is equally untenable, but at least it is a revenge drama that normal people can think of, what is the purpose of blowing up the entire concert hall this time?"

"Oh, revenge?" Fu He Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly. "How much do you know?"

"It's a bit of a guess--before matching the photos of you, Mr. and Mrs. Soma with the photos of Mitsuko Soma~www.readwn.com~ everything is just speculation... I heard from Officer Takagi that the spectrum and Grandpa, your license plate number is 'Shinjuku 501つ38-83', right?"

"That's right." Pu He Jiang's expression relaxed slightly. "I see... I thought very few people would be able to link these two things together, but I didn't expect to be discovered by a child like you..."

"Yes, Mr. Hikaru Soma, born on August 3, 1963, that is, August 3, Showa 38, 38-83. When you chose the number, it should have been for this reason. right?"

"That's right." Fu He Jiang nodded. "Xiaoguang's matter... It's a mistake. I couldn't leave my newly married wife at the time, so... it's really good luck."

"Then, since you are a newly married wife, why did you choose to cheat again?" Conan asked rhetorically. "Loyalty to marriage should be..."

"Before my wife got married, I just broke up with her, and I was dating Xiaoguang's mother." Just when Conan was about to lead Pu He Jiang to admit his moral mistakes, Pu He Jiang's words made him Some were speechless.

"Ah?" Conan was completely stunned by now.

"Yeah, I was going to marry Xiaoguang's biological mother. At that time, in my eyes, the deceased son-in-law was just a passer-by in my life, nothing more." The carpenter's expression was helpless. "But... just as we were getting ready to get married, she told me that she was pregnant and it was my baby."

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I want to complain very much. In the original book, the score and the craftsman even expressed their confusion about the appearance of Conan and the others... A curator doesn't know that his concert hall has a rooftop?