Conan's first love is a profiler

Chapter 170 Is it Rum (reward for big brother and more)

"Kid Conan, did you find it?"

In the conference room, the two searched everywhere, not letting go of any corner.

"No. By the way, Miss Xiaotang, the puzzle."

Conan, who is attracted by puzzles, cannot do two things at once.

It's not like Qinghai Chuantang, who is searching, playing games and eating lollipops at the same time, looking very leisurely.

"I'm looking for you because I want you to help me find Jiujiu."

Qinghai Chuantang shook his head helplessly, and then took out a notebook from his pocket, which contained a map of Tokyo.

Before three o'clock in the afternoon, being able to reach the shrine is like the first safe zone in chicken eating that has not been cleaned of drugs.

"Nerve gas can exert its greatest effect on high ground or high ground. Therefore, our target can be chosen at a shrine with a higher terrain."

While Conan was still analyzing, Qinghai Chuantang gave the answer.

"Nezu Shrine."

"Eh?" Conan was taken aback, then blinked: "Why?"

"Kid Conan"

Qinghai Chuantang smiled, tapped his head and said, "Why don't you think about it carefully? Or did you just think about rum at the time? Why don't you think about gin so much?"

After hearing this, Conan said: How could I forget the culprit who knocked me out with a stick and made my body smaller?

Qinghai Chuantang also said: It's a pity that Gin doesn't remember you at all.

It sounds like a sad story.

"What's the matter with emergency evacuation?"

Rumi Muro in the exhibition hall showed a puzzled expression after hearing the news.

"According to the information from the headquarters, there are terrorist bombings going on near here. In order to prevent accidents, please leave here immediately and seek refuge."

When Lancelot heard this, he stretched out his hands and pointed to the front, where there was a rough stone; then pointed to the back, speaking incomprehensible words throughout, even Conan seemed very helpless.

"The special envoy said that other customers who attended the exhibition should be given priority to shelter."

Qinghai Chuantang nodded, "Don't worry, leave this to us."

Lancelow repeated the previous action, and Rumi Muro responded in the same language, and then translated: "Leave me alone, please take other guests as soon as possible, and take refuge at the exit."

When speaking, he also made the same gesture as the other party.

"I express my tears for your spirit of self-sacrifice. But this is a bit difficult for me, Special Envoy, please go this way."

Forcibly led Lancelot to the downstairs exit. At this time, Mai Kirishima was evacuating the crowd, and everything was in order.

"Tigao, the special envoy will be handed over. Let's check if there is anyone who missed it."

"Do not worry!"

Mai Kirishima nodded, then gestured for Lancelot to follow her.

At the same time, Takagi and Ye Jiusheng finally drove to Nezu Shrine.

After climbing the stone ladder, I saw the same gas device as before on the tribute stand of the shrine.

The prisoner called again.

"This is the last time. Arrange the anime models of Kinomoto Sakura in six rows in the form of five rows. If it is arranged, please take a photo with the mobile phone on the side and send it to me. There are still 10 minutes left."

After finishing speaking, it was convenient to hang up the phone, no matter how Takagi called, all he got back was a series of busy tones.

In the art gallery, Qinghai Chuantang and Conan searched and confirmed that there were no people left behind.

"The time has come very close."

While talking, Qinghai Chuantang suddenly stopped.Because she vaguely heard the sound of birds chirping.

Looking at the reputation, I saw a blue monk parrot perched on the tree used for decoration.

Because of her small size, and with her head slightly tilted at this time, she looks cute and cute.

"time is money—"

Jiujiu imitated the prisoner's tone and verbosity to a degree that was [-]% similar.

When Jiujiu repeated it again, Conan could confirm that it was not his own auditory hallucination just now.

"Sister Xiaotang, you said that Rum's mantra is this, right?"

Qinghai Chuantang nodded.

"Jiujiu is the envoy's pet, right?"

Qinghai Chuantang nodded again.

"In other words, the prisoner is in this art gallery!"

Just as Conan finished speaking, a pistol equipped with a silencer pressed against Qinghai Chuantang's temple.

"It's a pity. It would have been nice if I had evacuated obediently at that time."

The person who came was none other than Rumi Muruo.

In addition, there are assistant Dali, cleaning staff, and guards in the guard room.

Inside the Nezu Shrine, the two are still solving the previous puzzle.

If five are arranged in six rows, thirty are needed; but the model has only 24, six less.

"Have it!"

Takagi and Ye Jiusheng shouted these words almost at the same time.

The two looked at each other, nodded, and said the answer they guessed in unison.

Unexpectedly, it was really right.

Arrange 24 models into a hexagon, which just meets the condition of five in a row.

"Senior Takagi, that's great!"

At this time, Ye Jiusheng's eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars, which made Takagi feel light and light.

Is this how it feels to be admired by others?

"Takagi, we know the purpose of the prisoner."

In the earphones, the voice of Section Chief Jingtian came: "The real purpose of the prisoner is the art museum! You are just a cover!"

"Pretend?"

The smile on Takagi's face froze for an instant, then slowly restrained, turning into disbelief.

There is a feeling like a bolt from the blue.

Perhaps, this is the same as Yuan Hua's sadness when he accompanied "Yijianmei".

"Sure enough, you stole the nerve gas."

In the exhibition hall of the art museum, three guns were pointed at them at the same time.

At Rumi Muro's feet, there was a small silver suitcase.

"What are you talking about?" Rumi Muro deliberately made a puzzled look.

"Don't play dumb. If the police knew nerve gas was around here, they would have issued a refuge request."

And that was their purpose in the first place.

The clues had been given a long time ago and she was just scheming.

"How can I run away by myself regardless of the raw ore?" This was what Lancelow really wanted to express at the time.

When being forcibly taken away by Qinghai Chuantang, Lancelot also said: "That translator can only say 'great' and 'thank you'!"

Presumably, there must be thousands of alpacas galloping through his heart.

This story tells us the importance of learning another language if you have nothing to do, and remembering to buy a portable translator when you have money.

In addition, when he came to the security room to find Jiujiu, Qinghai Chuantang never said that the escaped bird was a parrot.

Link to the previous signs, and some intriguing places.

The answer can be obtained by simple reasoning.

Even, no reasoning is required, a little intuition is required.

"Much better than I thought." Rumi Muro approached her step by step: "But, you should have appeared earlier."

"We have already contacted the people from the Metropolitan Police Department, and they will be here soon." Conan's glasses were reflective, "If you surrender now, there is still time."

Conan slowly raised his head and looked at Rumi Muruo.

"Confess all about the organization behind you, and strive for leniency. And your purpose, what is it this time?"

Hearing these words, Muro Rumi was taken aback for a while.

Can't help saying: "Little friend, do you have the second disease?"

Conan chose to remain silent.

"never mind."

Rumi Muruo smiled, and took out the gas reagent from somewhere.

It turned out that it was really on her all the time.

"Chat time is over. These two are too much of an eyesore, let's do it."

"Yes."

The two behind them held guns and approached them step by step, getting closer.
In the end, Qinghai Chuantang and Conan were tied with ropes and thrown into the basement to fend for themselves.

Because it is the basement, no one will come to rescue them even if their throats are broken.

"Broken Throat! Broken Throat—"

Conan yelled a few times in cooperation, and then said with a smile on his face: "Sister Xiaotang, should you untie the rope now? I know, with your cunning. No, smart! You can definitely."

Before he finished speaking, Qinghai Chuantang cut the rope with a blade, and then rubbed his wrist.

After a few seconds, Conan finally couldn't help but said: "Sister Xiaotang, did you accidentally forget something?"

"Have it?"

Qinghai Chuantang pretended to be surprised, then smiled and said, "That's right, I did it on purpose."

As she spoke, she walked over and cut the rope with a blade.

After receiving the news, the people from the Metropolitan Police Department immediately dispatched and contacted Takagi and Ye Jiusheng who were nearby by the way.

When Takagi arrived, before he could catch his breath, he received another anonymous call.

"Finally I can talk to you with my real voice."

Rumi Muro said with a blank expression: "Be sure to prepare a vehicle for us to escape within an hour. If it can't be done, spread the nerve gas. This time, it's not a bluff."

After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone.

Bluff is a term in Texas Hold'em that means "bluff".

After receiving the order, the support team that had already been on standby immediately entered the state and rushed in immediately.

The three men were quickly subdued by the police.

But the translator's whereabouts are unknown.

Even the rough stones in the display case have disappeared.

At this time, no one expected that a person wearing the uniform of the mobile team, carrying a small silver box, boarded the light armored explosion-proof vehicle, and then quietly drove it away.

After driving to an open place, the vehicle finally stopped. At this time, the night was dark and the city was shining with neon lights.

The car thief finally took off his helmet and revealed his true colors.

She came to the place where the small box was placed, took out the rough stone inside, looked at it and laughed, extremely proud.

"Did the battle succeed?"

"Yeah, it worked." Rumi Muro turned her back to her, didn't realize what was wrong, and laughed, "What a bunch of stupid people."

After finishing speaking, Muroyu Rumi was taken aback for a moment before finally realizing it.

Qinghai Chuantang and Conan lifted the blankets on their bodies and stared at her at the same time.

"It seems that you have abandoned your companion."

"It's all part of the plan."

After speaking, Rumi Muruo put the original stone back into the distance, then showed the gas tube in her hand, and said provocatively: "If you want to stop me, can you really do it?"

"Could it be, what kind of smoke is it?"

Rumi Murou pointed at her with the gas tube, and said "time is money" in a lengthy tone.

"This time it's true!"

Rumi Muro smiled and said: "If you dare to hinder me, I will stop you from going to hell together. If you don't want to, then let me go."

"Do you think, do I really get what you want? Look at my Nine Heavens Thunder pedals—"

Hearing this long and domineering name, when Conan thought she would perform some nirvana, he never thought that she would hit the door all of a sudden.

Such a development surprised even Rumi Muruo.

This move is the sound of the sixth strategy in "36 Strategies"!
Qinghai Chuantang took this opportunity and started to compete with the other party for gas pipes, just like the childish fights of children when they were young.

However, during the fight, Rumi Muro accidentally slipped her hand, and the gas pipe was about to fall to the ground.

At this critical juncture, Conan threw himself on the ground and finally succeeded in failing to catch the gas pipe.

"Hold your breath!"

After yelling, Conan quickly covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

The gas permeates and spreads out.

All three of them were enveloped by the white smoke.

And because the windows in the car are closed, their current state is like a bird in a cage.

the next day--

Not long after the Poirot coffee shop opened, a customer came in, but the other party was in a strange state.

Although Conan used to smile most of the time.

But there are very few times like this, when you get carried away with laughter, and even make people feel a little silly.

"An, Brother Anshi," Conan said out of breath with a smile, "Did you see anything strange flying in?"

"weird stuff?"

Toru Amuro thought about it carefully, and shook his head: "No. It can't be, is it a UFO or something?"

He seemed to be in a good mood and made a joke.

"Nah."

Conan laughed until his stomach ached, but he still held back and said, "Sister Xiaotang's bird is missing."

"Eh? Are you talking about this parrot?"

On Azusa Enomoto's hand stood a blue monk parrot.

Like a spoiled child, he rubbed his head against her hand.

Not afraid of newcomers at all, as if he is familiar with himself.

"Yes, that's right."

As Conan said, he couldn't hold on any longer, and had the urge to lie on the ground.

Azusa Enomoto felt that his state was a bit strange: "Conan, what's wrong with you?"

"No, no!"

Conan held back his smile for a few seconds before he succeeded, and laughed again.

This is the power of nerve gas.
It can really take your breath away.

Jiujiu flapped his wings a few times, but he didn't intend to fly away.

"time is money!"

It said that sentence again.

These words startled Amuro at the counter, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Fortunately, he recovered in time, and the two people around him didn't notice all this.

"Did you just say that this parrot belongs to Miss Tang?" Toru Amuro asked pretending to be puzzled.

"It was given to her by a special envoy. The sentence just now was taught by a woman in the previous case, not sister Xiaotang!"

Fearing that the other party might misunderstand something, Conan deliberately explained in detail.

Fortunately, the smile now is not as strong as before, otherwise, sooner or later he will burst out laughing.

"So this is ah"

Amuro smiled, feeling relieved.

The stone he picked up just now was finally put down.

I've said it clearly, I'll trust you
　If it makes people lose their strength from laughing... it will be scary, right?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)