Watching the anime from Madoka Magica and writing the rules

"Who are you?"

The man with a hat, sunglasses, a big beard and a windbreaker looked at the approaching paper shop in confusion, without any panic on his face.

"Eh? Don't you know?"

Zhixing paused, turned to look at Maori Kogoro who was avoiding the bearded man's sight, and then looked at him again.

"Humph! You got the wrong person."

Seeing that the paper shop was no longer approaching, the bearded man thought about his job and decided not to get involved in any trouble, so he turned around and left.

"What are you doing, kid?! Don't interfere with my work!!"

When Kogoro Mouri saw the other party turn the corner, he immediately came to Zhixing and asked loudly.

Zhixing took two steps to the side, creating some distance before looking at Maori Kogoro and confirming:

"That person just now, is he your detective target?"

"Yes, huh? Where is your face?"

Kogoro Mouri came back to his senses from the panic of almost being discovered by the target of tracking, and found that the paper bank in front of him seemed somewhat familiar.

"Is it true that I can get 50 by tracking for three days, and it's already the second day?"

“Ah…why…why do you know!!”

Kogoro Mouri was shocked and took two steps back with his eyes wide open in fear.

"Then help me call the police. Your target is already dead."

Zhixing awkwardly touched his empty pockets and could only pin his hopes on Kogoro Mouri, the only one of the three people present who had a cell phone.

"It's useless. If nothing has happened, even if the police come, they can't just arrest someone. Do you have any evidence?"

Kazuyuki heard the voice coming from behind, and turned to look at Conan together with Mouri Kogoro.

"Ah~haha, I'm talking to you, big brother. If you call the police casually, you'll get arrested!"

When Conan saw Kogoro Mouri's gaze, he remembered his identity and explained in a panic.

"It's okay, I'll just do a one-for-one deal. Call the police. I just want to go back and take a look."

"Oh~ You're the guy who came here with Inspector Megure that day, right?"

Kogoro Mouri clenched his fist and hit his palm, suddenly realizing something.

"If you recognize me, call the police right away, or at least give me some change."

The paper walker walked to the corner and took a look. He easily saw the bearded man's eye-catching outfit of hat and windbreaker, as well as the telephone booth not far away.

"I understand. I'll call the police right away."

Kogoro Mouri was very tactful and made the call, but he couldn't help thinking in his heart that it was you who wanted to call the police, not me who called the police because of Inspector Megure's instructions.

Zhixing watched Kogoro Mouri call the police, then he set off to catch up with the bearded man who was still wandering around.

I don’t know if it was because Jixing’s stealth skills were not as advanced as Maori Kogoro’s, or because Jixing had just mistaken him for someone else, so the bearded man actually looked back and immediately saw Jixing walking towards him without any concealment.

"What on earth are you doing, kid? Why are you following me?!"

The bearded man, relying on the large crowds of people on the street, couldn't help but shout, and the paper merchant's answer was also very direct.

"I've already called the police. Now is your only chance to escape. If you don't run away when I walk next to you, then I'll believe you really don't know anything."

"W...what? Call the police?"

The bearded man's expression suddenly became tense.

The passersby who had just been attracted by the bearded man's shouting, after simply hearing a sentence from the two men, immediately looked at the bearded man with distrust, as if they were looking at a criminal.

"No! I didn't do anything!"

The bearded man looked at the passersby and wondered why they suddenly stopped moving and formed a circle around him. He quickly explained to the people around him.

"Really? Then you must not have had any unexplained transactions recently, right? They must have been legitimate and legal, not criminal, right? For example, in the past two days."

Zhixing came to the bearded man and frowned when he saw that he wanted to escape but didn't dare to.

"Damn it! I knew it wasn't that easy. I could make money just by eating and drinking for a few days."

The bearded man angrily threw his hat to the ground, then looked nervously at the paper merchant who was standing next to him and acting in a bully manner.

"I don't know anything, really. I was just asked to go out for a walk. I don't know anything, officer!"

It was only a few minutes since we met, but meeting again had this effect.

Zhihang's first reaction was that this guy was trying to absolve himself of guilt.

But after looking at the passers-by who were silently surrounding him, Zhixing thought of the second possibility.

So, do the police officers who call high school detectives the saviors of the Japanese police have such high authority in everyone's hearts? They keep failing.

"If you have anything to say, wait for the police car to arrive and go to the police station to talk."

Seeing that the other party looked fierce but did not resist, Zhixing gave up his original idea of ​​fighting and then going to the police station together, and stood beside the bearded man with his hands in his pockets.

"Um...can I ask what case I'm involved in?"

When the bearded man saw that the paper shop owner did not take any action, he immediately began to waver in his belief that the person in front of him was a policeman.

"Of course it's murder for money. You'd better pray that you really don't know anything."

When the paper industry was enjoying the oppressive feeling of using the prestige of the police station to make ordinary people dare not act rashly.

Two uniformed policemen approached.

"Make way, what happened?"

Zhixing looked at the two policemen, one male and one female, in confusion, but they had no iconic character accessories at all. They were most likely characters with the same background. Zhixing analyzed this conclusion in his mind and was about to speak.

The bearded man on the side saw the pause in the paper line and shouted as if he saw hope:

"Officer, save me! He's a liar, trying to impersonate a police officer and frame me!!"

Zhixing watched indifferently as the bearded man ran to the two policemen.

Although he was the one being framed, Zhixing somehow understood the other person's thoughts.

If you believe what he said, then the bearded man is also an accomplice. If you don't believe what he said, then it can only be a scam. I'm afraid that the bearded man's money will be emptied by the serial scam.

Besides, compared to my own casual attire, these two uniformed police officers on the street were undoubtedly more feasible. Anyway... if I made a wrong bet, it wouldn't be any worse.

It seems that my truth has brought too much pressure to the other party.

After Zhixing speculated about the bearded man's actions, he looked at the female police officer who came in front of him.

"You said you were a police officer? What unit is it, what's your badge number, and why are you disturbing public order on the street now?"

After looking at the paper shop's gear, the female police officer agreed with the bearded man's statement.

Although not everyone in the police station wears police uniforms, some captains will wear suits to make their identities more conspicuous. Obviously, the paper shop's dress does not look like that at all. But if it is said to be deceiving, it is too unprofessional. How can people believe that the other party is a policeman with such dress?

"I didn't say I was a police officer. I just confirmed the other person's identity, so I called the police."

"Call the police? Call the police for what?"

"Of course it's murder for money. I've already had Officer Megure called over. If you're worried, you can also contact the Metropolitan Police Department and ask them to send someone over right away."

After listening to Zhihang's explanation, the female police officer knew that she couldn't just believe one side of the story, so she turned to look at the bearded man.

"No... No, I didn't do anything! It was this guy who suddenly appeared and said I was guilty and that he had called the police." The bearded man pointed at the paper bank excitedly, hoping that the two police officers could help him get rid of this sudden accusation.

"Hey, if you casually convict someone, you could be sued for defamation. Do you have any evidence?"

The male police officer who was supporting the bearded man also asked the paper company.

"Everything will be revealed once the police arrive. Anyway, we should stop him and don't let him get away."

How could the paper company produce any evidence? It simply relied on its knowledge of the "Detective Conan" plot to establish its credibility.

Simply relying on the information verified from Kogoro Mouri and the time of the crime two days ago, he arbitrarily charged the bearded man in front of him with murder for money, even if he was just an accomplice or truly innocent.

The two police officers looked at each other and immediately started using their police walkie-talkies.

After some reporting and verification, it was quickly confirmed that a police force had received the alarm and was on the way.

When the bearded man heard the truth coming out of the intercom, his legs went weak and he sat down on the ground.

Zhixing was still thinking about something while stroking his chin when he heard the sirens of a police car.

"So fast? The police here are really different."

Patrolmen are always visible, police cars arrive within ten minutes, and except for the Black Organization, most cases only happen indoors.

Zhixing turned his head and looked at the flashing police lights at the intersection. He glanced at Kogoro Mouri, who was standing in the crowd and looked like he didn't know what he was doing, and Conan, who had sat on the phone booth at some point.

Even though the police here have tried so hard, is there still room for detectives?

The arrival of the police cars caused the crowd surrounding the bearded man to retreat. They then saw several police cars parked not by the paper shop, but near the telephone booth. A portly officer in a brown coat opened the car door and came out, shouting:

"Where is the criminal, Maori brother?"

Maori Kogoro, who had just looked like a stranger, immediately ran over and saluted:

"Inspector Megure, the guy you mentioned earlier was found by my meticulous mind, and he is over there now."

Inspector Megure followed the direction of the finger and soon met the eyes of the two patrolmen over there, and discovered the paper shop standing nearby.

Officer Megure waved his hand, and immediately the other police officers came closer to the paper line, and then said sternly:

"Give up resistance, you can't escape!"

The bearded man was sweating profusely as he listened to the police's movements behind him. He had no intention of looking back, fearing that he would witness the worst outcome.

But under the order of the police chief, the bearded man felt the police officers behind him rushing towards him. He felt confused and regretful.

Why would I take this deal? So much money for food and drinks, what a fool would I have to be to agree to this?

In the current situation, I have probably become a scapegoat for no apparent reason. The other party has deliberately designed this and I probably won't have any chance to clear my suspicion. Maybe someone in the police station is also trying to silence me to prove my guilt?

The sound of footsteps landed beside the bearded man, interrupting his thoughts.

Then, the bearded man saw that the policemen did not even look at him, but surrounded the person who called the police, holding hands and not giving him any space to move.

Inspector Megure slowly walked to the side of the bearded man. He did not look at him immediately, but said to the paper:

"I'm arresting you now for illegal immigration, deception, disturbing public order, and prison escape. Don't resist. I've consulted an experienced police captain about how to deal with magicians like you."

Conan, sitting in the phone booth, covered his face with his hands, thinking in his heart:

I knew that your relationship with the police was not a normal one. After all, you were taken to the crime scene by other police officers with the excuse of being a person from the future, but I didn't expect Kamijou Touma to be the criminal?

He really has no self-awareness at all. What on earth is this guy doing? Was he tricked by someone? He looks really honest. Even if there is a future agency, it is impossible to choose such a guy. Is magic really so rare that people have to try every possible means?

Kogoro Mouri followed behind Inspector Megure and saw that his target was also watching.

After thinking for a while, Maori Kogoro walked over to Inspector Megure and whispered:

"Inspector Megure, the guy sitting on the ground next to you, Negishi Masaki, is the one I've been protecting for the past two days. But that guy suddenly appeared out of nowhere, pointed at my nose and called me a murderer, and even threatened to call the police. Fortunately, I was more skilled and noticed something was wrong. I called the police immediately. Now we have caught him red-handed. Officer Megure, you can question this witness."

"What? You said Kamijou-san claimed the other party had killed someone?!"

Inspector Megure suddenly looked at the bearded man who thought he had escaped, and immediately waved his hand and said:

"Bring this Mr. Negishi back with us so we can investigate together!"

"Ah? Ah!!"

The bearded man opened his mouth in surprise, looking at the people surrounding the paper shop in disbelief as two police officers were separated to surround him on both sides. Then he looked at the paper shop in amazement, thinking it was a scam.

Then he found that Zhixing was looking at him with an expression of disbelief, and uttered a word from the corner of his mouth tremblingly, a word he had never heard of before, but he understood the meaning.

"...Witch's Kiss..."

Chapter 139 Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings

Zhixing only felt his hands and feet were cold, his limbs were out of control, and his head was dizzy, but even so, Zhixing still clearly remembered what had just happened.

The accomplice who disguised himself as the victim to provide the murderer with an alibi was speechless when he saw a large number of police cars emerging from the street corner.

As the vehicle slowly stopped at the coordinates of the telephone booth provided by Kogoro Mouri when he called the police.

Zhixing, who was originally looking at the police car wondering why it didn't come directly over, didn't know why. Although he didn't feel anything, he turned his head away from Inspector Megure who was focusing on observation and looked at the accomplice who could no longer cause any waves.

Seeing the other party escaping from reality without even turning his head, Zhixing hadn't yet formed any thoughts when he saw the only change in the motionless accomplice.

A tattoo on the neck slowly emerges from nothing.