Conan's first love is a profiler

Chapter 162 The True Hammer of Conan's Prophet Status

"I still remember the moment we met, don't forget me, don't forget me. Remember the heartbeat of early spring."

During the two-hour concert, what really reverberated in their minds, and what they couldn't forget was the first song "Heartbeat in Early Spring".

It's like most of their fans fell in love with them the first time they saw them, or the moment they heard their singing.

At the end, there were already several fans, weeping bitterly and crying on the ground.

Some even passed out from crying and were sent to an ambulance.

The concert was still going on, but Qinghai Chuantang left suddenly at this time.

The vodka on the side naturally felt strange, but fortunately, it was fooled by Qinghai Chuantang's excuse.

That almighty, tried-and-true excuse: go to the bathroom.

After all, people have three urgencies.

In the bathroom, Qinghai Chuantang and Conan looked at each other with big eyes, and the atmosphere was a little delicate.

"I didn't expect you to have the habit of running to the women's bathroom." After a long silence, Qinghai Chuantang finally spoke.

Conan didn't feel embarrassed, but said with a serious face: "After all, it's safer here, isn't it?"

Qinghai Chuantang was thoughtful, and seemed to make sense.

"Have you found anything?"

Conan nodded, and said softly: "Just now, I saw a man who behaved strangely, entered the locker room, put an envelope in the locker, and left in a hurry."

Qinghai Chuantang said without hesitation: "What's so strange about this? If it's a love letter written by a fan to an idol, it's normal."

After a pause, Qinghai Chuantang looked down at him, feeling a little strange.

"Since you've seen it all, why don't you take out the envelope and open it to check the contents while he's leaving?"

Conan shook his head, spread his hands helplessly and said, "I didn't learn the lockpicking skill in Hawaii."

So, under the leadership of Conan, the two sneaked into the locker room quietly, like an illegitimate meal.

"This is it?"

"Yes, this is it."

Looking at the locker that Conan pointed to, with the brand name "Zi Miao" written on it, Qinghai Chuantang felt inexplicably uneasy, but more excited.

"Sister Xiaotang, restrain yourself!" Conan reminded in a low voice.

If it wasn't for her gender, Conan might really think that she should be called "Brother Xiaotang".

Qinghai Chuantang coughed a few times, restrained his gradually perverted smile, took out a wire from his pocket, and began to show off his lockpicking skills.

After a few seconds, the locker was easily opened.

Inside, an envelope was lying quietly.

Just as they were about to check the contents of the envelope, they suddenly heard footsteps approaching slowly, and it became more and more clear.

Seeing this, Qinghai Chuantang immediately pulled Conan, and the two hid in the locker together.

Fortunately, the locker is big enough, and there are no extra items in it except for a few pieces of clothes hanging, so it did not cause a tragedy of crowding.

"Yes, I have arrived in the locker room. Is it the locker that says 'Zi Meow'? OK, I understand."

After Kiel cut off the contact signal, he silently showed a wire, ready to show off his lockpicking skills.

I thought it would take some effort, but I didn't expect it to be very easy, so I opened it, which surprised Keir a little.

Conan: You all know how to co-author, but I can't?
The moment the door opened, the three looked at each other, but neither moved nor made a sound.

Keir is Rena Minzumu, she naturally knows Conan.

It's just that the woman next to Conan made her feel very strange.

Keir looked around, ran to the door to observe for a while, and then returned to the spot, and said to them, "Let's leave now."

Although Gin was not in the venue, Vodka hid somewhere and watched him.

If Vodka finds out, not only Conan and others, but also himself... and the FBI and CIA behind him may be exposed.

After all, the person code-named "Mai Ya" is really weird, and she found out her true identity easily.

It's just that he doesn't seem to have any intention of handing over the information to the organization.

However, it is only temporary security.

"Wait! What is your purpose this time? What is the content in that envelope?" Conan broke free from Qinghai Chuantang's hand and asked quickly.

Keel looked at him, his expression darkened.

"Sorry I can't tell."

Just when Conan was about to say something more, footsteps came from outside the door again, clearer than before.

It seemed that in the next second, this scene would be smashed.

It was too late to think too much, so Keir had no choice but to stuff the two of them into the cabinet, then took out the envelope, and closed the cabinet door, creating the illusion that he had just finished picking up the letter.

"Keil, it seems that you have taken a long time."

After opening the door, Vodka walked in.

He looked down at his watch and said so.

"This lock is a bit troublesome, so it took me a while, and I believe I've got it." As he said that, Kiel flashed the letter in his hand, and obediently handed it to the other party.

"It's really puzzling to choose such a crowded place for this transaction." It was as natural as saying it casually.

Qinghai Chuantang felt that the other party deliberately wanted to tell Conan everything.

"Keil, if you shouldn't ask, it's better not to ask."

Vodka didn't change his face, and he didn't feel ashamed at all for his behavior of using public interests for personal gain.

After putting the envelope into the inner pocket of the clothes, Vodka continued: "Since the things have been obtained, it is time to leave."

Although I feel reluctant, I still want to hear Zimiao sing the last song.

But due to his loyalty to the organization and his deep affection for his eldest brother, he had to do so.

Farewell, meow.

After saying this in his heart, Vodka lifted his feet and left the dressing room.While Keir was not paying attention, one person secretly wiped away tears.

After estimating the time, Qinghai Chuantang opened the door of the cupboard and walked out of it with confidence after seeing no one around.

"It seems that this operation has failed."

Qinghai Chuantang looked down at the time on his pocket watch, then looked at Conan and said, "Now, we have to leave quickly."

In 10 minutes, the concert is over.

The Dongdu Aquatic Assembly Hall did not respond to the word "as the name suggests".

It's just that it is surrounded by shallow pools, like a gutter, and if you don't pay attention in the night, you will trip over it.

And Conan happened to be the unfortunate person.

"Who is so ungrateful to throw banana peels around!"

Conan's howl resounded through the sky, causing Qinghai Chuantang to cover his ears tightly.

Can't help saying: "The tenor doesn't invite you, it's a big loss for them."

After taking off his hand, Qinghai Chuantang said solemnly: "It seems that they should stop meeting recently. Regarding the person who attacked us before, I will try to find a way. Before that, you can go back to the office with peace of mind , and don’t worry about hurting Xiaolan and the others.”

After finishing speaking, Qinghai Chuantang leaned over and put one hand on Conan's shoulder.

He said solemnly: "After all, you are the hope of the whole village. No, after all, the protagonist usually survives to the finale."

"No, Miss Xiaotang, things are not that simple."

Conan's glasses were tactically reflective, and he lowered his head slightly and said, "I always feel that someone is staring at us."

Hearing Conan's words, Qinghai Chuantang suddenly became frightened, for fear that his crow's mouth would be effective again.

Quickly lifted him up and ran into a building.

At that moment, Conan successfully experienced what it means to feel like vomiting.

Sure enough, human potential is stimulated at critical moments.

After being finally put down, Conan immediately supported the wall and began to retch.

After taking a few breaths, I finally felt better.

"Sister Xiaotang, you shouldn't be so flustered, right? Logically speaking, Vodka and the others didn't know about our presence, and they should have already left at this time."

At this time, Conan seemed much calmer than before.

Qinghai Chuantang did not refute him directly, but gave an example.

Under her crazy instructions, Conan finally recalled the facts that he didn't want to mention. From this point of view, it seems that he really has the potential of a crow's mouth?
No, not right.

Conan said solemnly: "Sister Xiaotang, please call me a prophet."

Qinghai Chuantang restrained the prehistoric power in his body, smiled and leaned over to look at Conan and said, "In this case, then great prophet, do you think there is someone hiding on the roof of this building?"

"Maybe it will!"

This building is not suitable as a sniper location, so that sniper will definitely not appear here.

Conan said this purely because he wanted to see the other party suffer. After all, he has always been cheated.

"In this case, let's go and verify it."

"Eh?"

Wait, this script is wrong!
Logically speaking, shouldn't she learn the previous lesson and stay away from here immediately?
However, Conan is sure that such a coincidence will not happen in the world.So when faced with Qinghai Chuantang's proposal, he did not choose to refuse.

When the two finally came to the rooftop, seeing no one around, Conan couldn't help laughing and said, "Look, I'll just say I'm not a crow's mouth."

After saying the last word, the smile on Conan's face disappeared immediately.

Instead, panic, tension, anxiety.

Even took a step back.

A man lying on the ground with a sniper rifle, when he heard the sound, immediately pulled out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at them.

Then, he slowly stood up from the ground.

His face was very strange.

It's just that on the right side of his face, the scar across his eyes is deeply felt.

"A kid, with a woman? It's just that this kid looks familiar."

The man looked at Conan, thought for a while, and then smiled: "I remembered, you are the little boy who lives in the Maori office. Right, Kudo Shinichi?"

He deliberately pronounced Kudo Shinichi's name heavily, as if to emphasize this fact.

"Uncle, what are you talking about?"

Conan sneered, and said pretendingly, "How could a child like me be that famous high school detective, Kudo Shinichi?"

(End of this chapter)