Conan's grammatical investigator

Not only Qin Zhibo, but also Nishitani Hiroaki were waiting for the notification from the hospital.

When he heard that the hospital issued a death notice instead of a survival notice, his clenched hands unconsciously relaxed for a moment.

In order to kill Meizhi, he consulted a large number of medical books back and forth, bought human acupuncture point maps and pork tenderloin and practiced repeatedly, with the purpose of piercing Meizhi's lungs with needles in the fastest and most precise way.

Every time Uemori Meizhi enjoys a comfortable massage technique, he never expects that this is also a skill that Nishiya accidentally discovered when he was practicing the technique of backstabbing her, which is considered an unexpected gain.

It's just that when it was actually operated, there were still some unexpected situations.

The flesh on Uemori Meizhi's back is much thicker than that of ordinary people, because she is a fat woman herself, so the large sewing needle prepared almost missed her lungs, and almost failed.

In fact, when he heard that two famous detectives, Qin Zhibo and Mori Kogoro, were here today, he also thought about giving up this assassination.

But after tangling in his heart, he still decided to do it.

On the one hand, an automatic power-off mechanism has been set up. If a detective discovers this mechanism, he will definitely guess that someone is trying to mess with the family, and it will be difficult for him to do it in the future.

On the other hand, he could no longer restrain his inner anger, and only by killing Uemori Meizhi could he calm down this devilish impulse.

So when the power went out, he did it anyway.

It's just that he originally devised a trick to let the police transfer the suspicion to outsiders, but he didn't want to be easily spotted by Ah Sir, and he didn't even use detectives to take action.

And why the high school girl can see her actions in the dark. You must know that she also uses dark contact eyes to let her eyes adapt to the darkness in advance.

But fortunately, the place where he hid the murder weapon was hidden enough that it was impossible for the police and detectives to find it.
While Nishitani Hongming was comforting himself in this way, Qin Zhibo at the long table picked up his ballpoint pen with white gloves, gently twisted the tip of the pen, and poured out the pen barrel inside.

Hiroaki Nishitani: "!"

Qin Zhibo pointed the barrel of the pen at the fluorescent lamp above his head, and there was a large sewing needle lying quietly in the turbid pen oil, and he couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.

"Officer Mumu, I found the murder weapon, it is this."

When Mu Mu heard this, he immediately turned his head, took the barrel of the ballpoint pen, and his face was startled, "Did you say that you used this pen barrel to penetrate into the body of the deceased? This is indeed thin and long."

"." Do you think you are a clown performing the pencil disappearing technique?
Qin Zhibo complained inwardly, and explained: "It's the sewing needle in the pen barrel, as long as it matches the thread and the ring on Mr. Xigu's hand, it can kill."

Qin Zhibo's words had a pun, which not only pointed out the murderer's method, but also explained the murderer's identity.

"what?"

"The murderer is Xi Gu?"

Everyone in the room was surprised, and once again gave Xigu the C position that belonged to the murderer.

Before Mu Mu could ask questions, Qin Zhibo, who had a tight schedule and heavy tasks, began to explain the specific methods.

"In fact, Mr. Nishitani used the ring as a thimble, pierced the sewing needle into Mrs. Uemori's body, and then used the thread at the end of the sewing needle to pull the needle out."

"You must have practiced this technique for a long time, right? To be so precise and quick"

The difficulty in guessing this technique is mainly how to insert and remove the needle.

Along with the investigation point on the ballpoint pen, there was also the ring on Xigu's hand. Qin Zhibo probably thought of the ring as a thimble.

As for how to remove the needle from the human body, it can only be said that Dongfang Bubai is Nishitani Hiroaki's grandma no, grandpa.

Seeing that the technique was so straightforwardly exposed, Xigu's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his palms trembled slightly, but he still wanted to quibble.

"But it's impossible for me to see the teacher's position in the dark! I don't have something like an infrared night vision device."

"It's colored contact lenses, you used them."

"Color contact lenses? What is this?" When such a fresh term came out, Mugure, Mao Li and the others were stunned for a moment.

In this era, contact lenses are only used to aid vision, and few people know that there is such a thing as "color contact lenses".

It’s just that color contact lenses generally don’t affect vision, because the middle part is transparent, and the colored part is around the pupil. Nishitani’s color contact lenses should be specially customized.

Qin Zhibo explained in a more popular way: "When shooting some movies, the eyes of the characters are different colors from ordinary people. It's not that the eyeballs are painted with oil paint, but the actors wear custom-made colored contact lenses."

"Mr. Nishitani only needs to wear custom-made dark colored contact lenses to let his eyes adapt to the dark in advance, and when the power goes out, he can take off the contact lenses and commit crimes."

"And this 'colour contact lenses' are now in a bowl of cream on your desk."

"Takagi, go find it."

With an order from Mumu, Takagi put on rubber gloves and rummaged through the cream, and sure enough, he found two pieces of soft plastic leather.

Since Qin Zhibo has been watching Xigu's actions, there is no need to investigate, and he can also see what he stuffed into the cream basin.

Facing the overwhelming evidence, Nishitani Hongming couldn't bear it any longer, his knees softened, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, honestly explaining his motive for killing.

Nishitani has always wanted to be a good French chef and run his own restaurant, but Uemori Meizhi took a fancy to his talent and funded him to study in major restaurants in Europe.

But not long ago, Yoshitomo Uemori suddenly cut off the financial assistance, which made Nishitani, who had to drop out of school and return to China, feel annoyed, and ordered this color contact lenses before returning to China.

Also, I want to vent my anger on Yuko Komiyayama. After all, the original recipe is life for the chef, and it must be very wronged to be taken away.

"Miss Yuko, I think you may not have noticed at all, I have been there since a long time ago."

Before Nishitani finished speaking, Komiyayama Yuko turned his head to the side, "I know it very well, but I don't want you to do this kind of thing for me at all."

Seeing the words that the goddess clearly rejected in his mind, Xigu's face was shocked, as if his soul had flown thousands of miles away.

Perhaps the blow to him from being caught was not as strong as this refusal.

With the police taking Nishitani Hiroaki away as the murderer, this thrilling French cooking class is finally over.

After completing the reasoning within 10 minutes, Qin Zhibo gained 800 proficiency in general skills and 150 social credit, making a steady profit without losing money.

Not necessarily for others...

Standing in the yard, Yuanzi felt disappointed, why is his luck as a man so bad?

A man who looks a little nice is either a scumbag or a murderer, and this has happened several times.

"The Almighty God of Love~ Is it true that I can only be Ah Zhen in this life?"

Mao Lilan smiled, "Isn't Mr. Jingji very nice? Last Valentine's Day, Mr. Jingji rushed back from abroad on purpose. How touching~"

Thinking of that time, Sonoko blushed, and her ten fingers began to knot.

Seeing Yuanzi's shy appearance, Mao Lilan smiled like an aunt.

In order to prevent her good girlfriend from becoming a scumbag, she has taken great pains. When Kyogoku is not in Japan, she is trying to maintain the relationship between the two from the side.

Seeing this kind of sincere emotion between girlfriends, Qin Zhibo was also a little moved. It's rare to see girlfriends like this kind of persuading peace without persuading them to break up, and even taking the initiative to protect them.

Due to the murder, everyone didn't have enough to eat, so Yuanzi suggested that everyone can go to a nearby restaurant that is still open for consumption.

Hearing this, Mori Kogoro, who had already whetted his appetite, was the first to respond and immediately raised his hand in agreement.

But Qin Zhibo, who knew that Conan would only "strength" once a day, waved his hands and said, "We're not going to do it, let's break up first."

The "we" Qin Zhibo refers to is himself, Matsumoto Ryohei, and Minase Harumi.

Conan watched with some surprise as several people got into Ryohei Matsumoto's van, not knowing why the three of them got together.

And if Nishitani is the murderer, it proves that Minase Harumi is not lying, she probably really saw Nishitani standing behind Uemori Michi.

But how did you see it?

Conan narrowed his eyes slightly, lost in thought.

"That's how you see it."

Qin Zhibo hurriedly took Minase Harumo away, on the one hand, he didn't want to expose his whereabouts too much, and on the other hand, he wanted to ask clearly about her.

"What do you mean 'that's how you see it'? Be clear."

"It's because I can see clearly in the dark."

Qin Zhibo felt a little unbelievable at Minase Harumo's explanation, and Matsumoto Ryohei looked at each other, not understanding the meaning.

"You mean you can see in the dark? Are you a cat?"

"What cat! She's a serious and beautiful girl~" Minase Harumi responded sullenly.

Qin Zhibo looked a little shocked, but still couldn't believe it, and quickly asked Matsumoto Ryohei to drive the car into a dark alley and turn off the lights.

Although the environment here is not too completely dark, it is basically impossible to distinguish some things.

Qin Zhibo took out a [-]-yen coin from the wallet in his pocket and asked, "Can you see what face value this coin is?"

"100 yen."

"what about this?"

"500 yen."

"this?"

"10 yen."

After testing many times in a row, Harumi Minase could accurately see the face value of the coin in the dark.

This also convinced Qin Zhibo that Minase Harumeng had night vision capabilities, and the night vision level was even more accurate than night vision devices.

Even Qin Zhibo's night vision device couldn't see the numbers on the coins at a glance in this environment.

Turning on the lights inside the car, Qin Zhibo looked at the girl in front of him in surprise, and became even more convinced that she was not an ordinary human being.

The investigation system has no access to specific identity information, is abnormally light in body, and has night vision capabilities.

Qin Zhibo thought for a while and decided to continue asking.

"What other super powers do you have that are different from ordinary people? It is things that others cannot do, such as flying into the sky, escaping from the ground, fetching objects from the air, splitting mountains and breaking rocks, etc."

Afraid that she would not understand what superpowers are, Qin Zhibo explained in more detail.

Minase Harumeng narrowed his eyes and complained, "Uncle, I don't know what you said~"

"However... I seem to be able to feel the 'maliciousness' of the people around me."

"Malicious? What is this?" Qin Zhibo asked, and Matsumoto Ryohei, who was in the front seat, also listened attentively.

"That's right." Minase Harumeng murmured, but said it anyway, "It's just that if someone around me has bad thoughts about me, I seem to be able to vaguely feel it."

"When my uncle took me to find my home address that day, I felt your 'maliciousness'"

Qin Zhibo was shocked again on his face. It turned out that Minase Harumi suddenly had a bad attitude towards him that day because he felt the "maliciousness" in himself.

But this feeling is not entirely correct. I just want to send her back to her hometown and get rid of the relationship with me, and I don't have any other bad ideas.

Although not very clear, this seems to be a mind-stealing ability?hard to identify
Just when Qin Zhibo was thinking about how to determine this ability, Minase Harumi suddenly became excited and looked at Matsumoto Ryohei in the front seat.

"Uncle Matsumoto, I can feel the 'maliciousness' in you!"

Ryohei Matsumoto was shocked, because he really had a bad idea just now and wanted to "taste" it.
Qin Zhibo took a look at Matsumoto Ryohei's face, and knew that he was hit by Minase Harumi.

But thinking about it carefully, Qin Zhibo still felt something was wrong.

If this ability is so effective, then when searching for the Jiudaomen apartment, they should be able to feel the strong malice of the surrounding tenants.

But why didn't Minase Harumi notice it at that time?

Qin Zhibo expressed the doubts in his heart, and Minase Harumi also put on a puzzled look.

"That's right~ why didn't I notice their 'maliciousness'?"

Qin Zhibo thought for a moment, and had his own preliminary judgment in his mind.

If it's not because Minase Harumi's 'ability' is inaccurate, those people have no ill will towards her at all
According to this assumption, when Minase Harumi was first rescued from the hands of the bandage man No. [-], Minase Harumi's reaction was relatively relaxed, and there was almost no nervous feeling of being kidnapped.

Is this also because Minase Harumi couldn't feel the "maliciousness" from the bandaged man Kato Akira?

But if there is no malice, why kidnap and target Minase Harumi everywhere?

The more Qin Zhibo thought about it, the more confused he was about the girl's identity.

"Uncle, I'm hungry, can I find a place to eat first?"

Minase Harumo suddenly yelled that he was hungry, Qin Zhibo had no choice but to put this matter aside for the time being, and find a place to solve the problem of his belly first.

In the dim sanctuary, a group of men in gray robes sat in meditation with their eyes closed.

The hard concrete floor without futons is no distraction, nor is the stale air and surrounding debris.

They all face the wall, solemn and reverent, as if entering a state of what monks call "meditation".

And in the center of this wall, there is a poster-sized photo.

In the photo, the gray fog spreads, and at a glance, it is impossible to see anything meaningful other than "fog".

But if you stare at the photo carefully, you will vaguely find a hazy and slender figure standing quietly in the mist.

The walker in the mist looked extremely strange, jumping out of the three realms, not in the five elements.

At this moment, the gray-robed man in the middle of the first row moved slightly and slowly got up from the ground.

When he stood still, he began to announce in a deep voice.

"The time has come."

"It's time to take my lord home."