The establishment of the Time Travelers Alliance began in the first year of Conan

Chapter 22 Xiaolan's Premonition

Inspector Megure and Kudo squatted around a seating chart on the ground.

"That is to say," Officer Megure tried to show the quality of the police, "if you and Xiaolan are not taken into consideration first."

"There are now a total of five suspects."

"Sitting in the first row are the victim's friends Hitomi and Reiko."

Then there are Kudo Shinichi and Xiaolan in the second row, and the victim’s girlfriend, Aiko, and the victim in the third row.

Then, I came to ride the roller coaster to find the highest scouting point—

Two men in black who undoubtedly, yet unknown, exuded the aura of murderers.

"If that's the case, all of them are protected by safety bars and can't move."

"So the only one who could have killed the victim is—"

Inspector Megure glanced at his beloved son who was kneeling on the ground and crying.

"It could only be the woman sitting next to him."

The real culprit is clear at a glance.

This is indeed the case according to normal physical laws and scientific reasoning.

"Hey, can you please hurry up?" Gin had no idea who he was talking to. He stood straight with his arms folded, looking around with cold and disdainful eyes.

The man actually used a completely impatient tone: "We don't have time to play any reasoning games with you here."

There was a cold glint in this guy's eyes. This was the first thought that came to Shinichi's mind as he looked in the direction of the voice.

It's like, it looks like he doesn't care at all even if he kills a lot of people.

Who on earth is this guy...

Just when Shinichi was about to try to deduce Gin's identity just like he had just deduced that Izuru was a gymnast.

"Officer! There is a knife in this lady's purse!" An accompanying police officer discovered important evidence.

A bloodstained fruit knife wrapped in a handkerchief was placed in the bag of the falsely accused Miss Reiko.

"Alright," Gin leaned slightly to the side, pretending to turn around and leave, and continued to make an impatient sound that showed he knew nothing about a certain Shinigami. "The criminal is that woman. Now we can leave here."

"In that case, alright..."

Seeing that the result was exactly the same as his own reasoning, Inspector Megure gave orders to the police officer next to Miss Reiko.

"Please take that lady back as a suspect first."

Just as the police officers started to move and prepare to take the lady away.

Shinichi suddenly stood up.

He interrupted Inspector Megure who was giving orders, "Please wait a moment, Inspector Megure."

His voice quickly attracted the attention of everyone present, "The criminal is not that lady."

Just like the anime that Lin Sheng knew and had watched.

Next, Kudo Shinichi accompanied a group of police officers and Inspector Megure to restore the crime scene.

"The real criminal used something like a backpack to clamp onto his back before the roller coaster's safety bar was lowered, creating a gap to release the safety bar."

Sitting on the safety bar of the roller coaster, Shinichi took out the rope and hook that appeared out of nowhere.

He stuck his feet on the safety bar and tried to stretch his body towards the third row where Officer Megure was sitting.

"Like this, as we pass through the cave, we put the wire rope loop around the deceased's neck."

Kudo Shinichi put the coil at the end of the rope around Inspector Megure's neck and then threw the grappling hook out.

"And then, as the roller coaster passes by, I'll hang the hook on the track and use the speed of the roller coaster and the tension of the rope to complete the murder plan."

……

"Finally, the criminal secretly hid the knife in Aiko's bag to frame the crime on her."

Pointing at Miss Hitomi with a sharp gesture, Shinichi announced the real murderer in a firm tone.

"There is only one truth! The murderer is you! Miss Tongzi!"

This is what the instrument observed when the RSI index rose.

The victim's head was severed, and blood gushed out of his body like a dark red fountain.

Yes.

All of this happened while the roller coaster was plunging at a speed of 110 kilometers per hour, in the completely dark roller coaster tunnel where she couldn't see anything.

Stretch your body fully.

It was completed in a dozen seconds in a way that was difficult to bear.

"thump--"

This is the sound of knees falling to the ground.

"It's all his fault! He was the one who abandoned me first..."

Lin Sheng turned off the audio. He couldn't bear to listen any longer. He was now disgusted with this formulaic confession model.

"Almost every confessor will do this," Lin Sheng gritted his teeth and turned his chair to the back of the screen, choosing not to watch the "performance" that "He" presented to everyone.

This is just like a unified rehearsal, just like those boring model operas.

All of this clearly told Lin Sheng—

Hehe! This is how a game of reasoning should be played! Isn't it?
"This is ridiculous!" Lin Sheng couldn't accept such an outcome. "Please ask Dr. Agasa to check if everything is in place." "We must win a game in his place today!"

After we finished solving the case, by the time we reached the streets of the paradise, it was already starting to get dark.

All kinds of beautiful colored lights were lit up.

"Uh uh—woo—woo—"

Xiaolan was emotionally broken by what had just happened. She covered her face with her hands, her shoulders trembled slightly, and even her voice was tearful.

"Oh, oh, don't cry anymore."

Shinichi tried to comfort her in the most 'gentle' tone possible.

"You are so calm." Xiaolan sobbed.

A certain detective fan suddenly felt proud at this moment.

He put one hand behind his head and said, "I'm used to seeing this happening so often."

He even added, "Some are torn into pieces."

"How terrible!" Xiaolan was stunned for a moment, then glared at Shinichi angrily.

Obviously, Kudo's answer was not very romantic.

"You'd better forget it quickly," Kudo Shinichi looked at Xiaolan and said with a proud smile, "This kind of thing will happen often in the future."

"No way!"

Xiaolan responded to Shinichi angrily, and she didn't know if it was because she was angry or something else, but she started sobbing again.

Just as fate would have it.

Shinichi Kudo raised his head and suddenly saw a burly man in a suit running past him.

It's vodka.

He ran straight from the brightly lit street into the dark, unlit alley behind.

Kudo Shinichi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, he recognized this figure - the man in black on the roller coaster!
He instantly forgot everything that had just happened.

Shaking off Xiaolan's arm, Kudo Shinichi immediately ran after her.

"I'm sorry! Xiaolan, please go back first!" Kudo Shinichi shouted and ran in that direction.

"Wait a minute! Shinichi!"

Xiaolan called out to him anxiously. She was about to catch up, but with a "creak" sound -

The top lace of her right shoe broke.

"I'll catch up with you soon!" Kudo Shinichi shouted.

She could only stand in the middle of the street and watch Shinichi turn around and wave at her, giving her a comforting smile.

"He's gone," Xiaolan stretched out her hand, and the arm that was trying to hold him back became lower and lower as Shinichi's figure became darker and darker in the darkness.

Xiaolan only felt that the noisy sounds around her suddenly disappeared.

At that moment, she felt an indescribable heaviness in her heart, as if she could no longer hold on to anything important.

The lights and buildings on the streets of the paradise seemed to disappear suddenly along with the light.

Xiaolan didn't know why she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart -

An ominous feeling that I would never see Shinichi again.

Behind the outer wall of an amusement facility, Vodka supported himself on the wall with his hands and looked at the traders who had been standing there for a long time.

It was a bald, short man holding a metal suitcase tightly.

"I've kept you waiting, Mr. Chairman."

The chairman took a step back at Vodka's approach and wrapped the suitcase tighter around him, as if it were his only support.

"It's so slow, I've been waiting for two hours!"

I took a deep breath and realized that I shouldn't show weakness at this time.

He took a step forward, his eyes fixed on Vodka's sunglasses: "I came alone as agreed."

"I know because I've gotten that thing on a roller coaster."

Vodka stood there relaxedly, a sneer on his lips, not feeling the slightest bit nervous about the chairman's accusations.

The chairman's expression grew more serious, his hands trembling slightly as he clutched the suitcase. Suppressing his inner anxiety, his voice tinged with urgency, "Give me that thing quickly."

Vodka smiled easily: "Don't be nervous, give me the money first."

The threatened president glared at Vodka angrily, but he didn't say much and coldly opened the suitcase from his arms.

Inside were bundles of neatly arranged Japanese yen.

Kudo Shinichi, who was skillfully hiding in the corner, estimated in his mind with the help of his peripheral vision.

"That's a lot! Probably 100 million yen..."

Followed by a "bang!" sound of something heavy hitting.

"Who are those people——"

This was the last thought in Kudo Shinichi's mind as he fell unconscious.

(End of this chapter)