My lover is this organization

In comparison, Haibara Ai was not worried at all.

She was petite, and no matter how tightly Qin Wuque held her, there would always be a small gap. Through that small gap, she saw with her own eyes the flames burst out from the corner of the passage, but it was only a flash, like a gust of wind, and there was more billowing smoke.

The scale of the explosion was not actually that large, at most it was enough to blow away a bathroom, and the subsequent vibrations were mostly caused by bricks and stones falling to the ground after the walls broke.

"Ah no, I'm fine..." Qin Wuque's scream stopped abruptly.

He shouted so loudly just to make a joke to calm Mingmei and Shirley, but he didn't expect that they didn't understand the joke at all and it had the opposite effect.

This is very embarrassing.

Qin Wuque had just stood up from the ground after confirming that it was safe, when Conan, who was hiding at the entrance of the passage not far away and was unfortunately dragged down, rushed over and urgently supported the old boss of Los Santos who was slowly getting up from the ground.

"Hey! Are you okay?"

PIA ji!

Qin Wuque fired a brain-blast at the head of a certain elementary school student, causing him to fall to the ground with a dazed look in his eyes.

He sat down with one leg crossed against the wall, brushing off the dust on his body from the explosion, with a subtle expression on his face: "I just wonder what's wrong with your brain circuit. On the one hand, you said you would punish me with the law, and on the other hand, you came over to ask if I was injured. What did your parents instill in you since you were a child? Full of love and justice? You make Emiya Kiritsugu feel that I am a bad parent, do you know?"

"These are two different things!" Conan didn't understand such a high EQ statement.

He wanted to say something, but Qin Wuque had already patted his butt and stood up from the ground.

"Okay, let's take a look at the explosion of the biogas tank!" Qin Wuque said.

Conan was stunned, not knowing if it was his illusion, he seemed to vaguely hear a hint of expectation in Qin Wuque's tone.

Wait, what on earth is this guy expecting???

……

Following the direction from which the black smoke came, two figures, one tall and one short, continued to advance along the passage, while the Miyano sisters retreated to the safety of the exhibition hall first.

Just as Haibara Ai had witnessed before, the scale of the explosion was actually not large. It was just because it occurred in a relatively closed space, and the only pressure release channel was the corridor outside the bathroom door. As a result, all the airflow generated by the explosion rushed out from the corridor in one breath, making the visual effect look exaggerated.

When Qin Wuque and Conan arrived at the door of the restroom, the entire door of the men's restroom had turned into a huge hole. A big hole was blown out, and broken steel bars and cement were scattered all over the ground in front of the hole, spewing thick smoke.

There were hardly any people in the corridor, not even any injured people. Some were washing their hands near the sink when the explosion occurred. They were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground but suffered no substantial injuries. Others were simply in the women's restroom next door, peeking out from the door with doubt and uncertainty.

It doesn’t look like the explosion was very serious, and there’s no smell of “Oli Gei” wafting out of it. It doesn’t seem to be a methane explosion... Qin Wuque thought.

But this did not prevent Conan from looking serious.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on!" The elementary school student detective roared with righteousness. He waved his hand at Qin Wuque behind him and said, "Go call the police and ask them to come over. Also, ask everyone to stay away from here. It may not be safe in there!"

After saying that, he rushed in without looking back.

Qin Wuque opened his mouth when he heard this, but hesitated and finally rolled his eyes.

"I do not."

After saying that, he followed in slowly.

All I can say is that if the noise outside was loud thunder with little rain, then the inside of the bathroom, which was the core location of the explosion, could be described as loud thunder with heavy rain.

The scene was even a bit bloody.

The men's restroom is different from the women's restroom. It is divided into two sides: a toilet and a urinal. The compartments on the toilet side were completely destroyed, like a ruin, while the urinal side was slightly better, except that a lot of floor tiles were broken into pieces.

In a corner of the bathroom against the wall, a large area of ​​the wall was burned black by the flames of the explosion, and it looked like the exact location where the explosion occurred.

Qin Wuque walked and stopped among the ruins and black smoke, and soon he picked up an arm, two legs, and half of a buttocks and chin that was blown black like charcoal.

Hiss... Looking at this iconic chin, it seems that this unlucky guy who was blown to death really is Tequila?

"What is this?" Conan suddenly exclaimed in the thick smoke.

Qin Wuque walked over with one arm and one leg lifted. When he got closer, he found that he had found a round badge that had fallen from the Mantiantang briefcase. The big "M" on it had been smoked to a charred black, and the entire thing had been bent into a strange arc by the shock wave generated by the explosion.

But what is amazing is that the badge that was blown off the briefcase was not bent towards the inside of the briefcase, but towards the outside.

In other words, the direction of force is from the inside of the briefcase to the outside, rather than being bent and dropped by an external impact! ?

In other words, the briefcase that Tequila had taken earlier contained a bomb?

Thinking of this, Qin Wuque couldn't help but retreat tactically in his heart.

Holy shit…what on earth did this dog Tequila buy?

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When I saw this place, I just thought that Tequila was so miserable. He was killed by mistake. The winery... No, it was a rare loyal minister of the water plant!

Chapter 166: Video Game Company Murder Case (Part )

"Wait...wait, this isn't an accidental explosion! This is a murder!"

Almost at the same time, Conan, who found the Mantiantang badge that was bent and blackened by the explosion at the scene, came to the same conclusion as Qin Wuque.

This has nothing to do with one's level of reasoning; it is simply a matter of logical thinking and common sense.

Because the badge on the exclusive briefcase of the Mantiantang Company is affixed to the side of the briefcase opening. If it is an accident, then the badge will be broken into pieces by the impact of the explosion and will inevitably be bent inwards of the box.

But the badge that Conan picked up in the bathroom was bent outwards.

In other words, the impact force of the explosion was from the inside out of the briefcase!

"Well, that should be it." Qin Wuque tilted his head and leaned over to take a look and said.

Conan looked at the Mantiantang badge in his hand, stroking his chin in deep thought: "Wait, I remember you talked to the deceased before, you two should be 'colleagues', then do you know... Uh!"

He wanted to ask Qin Wuque if he knew who Tequila was trading with and what the transaction was about, but as soon as he looked up, he saw a dog-headed monster holding a bloody half-limb in each hand, with its neck tilted and its head tilted to look at the Mantiantang badge in his hand.

Coupled with the billowing smoke at the crime scene and the ruins and corpses scattered all over the ground, it gives the impression of being a big boss in a horror game.

"Can you be a little more normal?" Conan was shocked by this guy.

"Ok?"

Qin Wuque was startled. He lowered his head to look at the things in his hands, then glanced at the onlookers outside the bathroom door who had not yet been evacuated and were clinging to the door frame, sticking half of their heads out as if they wanted to see but didn't dare to. After a little thought, he threw the "Tequila" back into the ruins with both hands.

"Well, I thought you might be able to use those. For example, collect all the bodies and piece together the prototype to find out the real identity, and then follow the clues to find our organization, so that I can legitimately kill your whole family."

"..." Conan was silent for a while before saying, "It's impossible. It's too badly broken. Even a forensic doctor with rich professional knowledge and sufficient equipment would find it difficult to do it."

"That's great." Qin Wuque said happily, "Not only will I not have to worry, but your whole family will also be safe. How great."

Conan: "..."

"But now the question is who blew this guy to death~" Qin Wuque squatted down, stirring his fingers in the gravel and flesh under his feet in distress.

"You're not a detective, why do you care about these things?" Conan asked suddenly.

"Hmm~ How do I put this..." Qin Wuque looked around, pretending to take in the scenery.

But what kind of beautiful scenery can there be in Cheshuli?

What’s more, it was Che Shuo who had just been blown away.

"You have a conflict with the deceased?" Conan got to the heart of the matter. Even in the dimly lit restroom, the lenses of his glasses were still eerily bright, like a blind man. "I think maybe your organization has a rule that members cannot kill each other, and you just happened to have a conflict with the deceased, and you also appeared at the scene of the deceased's death. Once your organization knows about it, no matter whether you did it or not, they will more or less suspect you. Do you think I'm right?"

"Actually, those rules don't really apply to me." Qin Wuque covered his face with his clean hands. "But since you think so, then that's it. Anyway, you just solve the case quickly, and I'll be responsible for copying the homework. I'll report back to you as you say, so hurry up."

"Then I have one request, and that is that you have to cooperate with me." Conan looked smug, as if he had something in his hands.

"Well, let's discuss the scoring situation." Qin Wuque shrugged.

"Okay, first question." Conan raised a finger, "What is the position of this deceased person in your organization?"

"...Please don't bring any private goods with you."

"Then let me ask another question."

Conan thought for a moment and asked, "Do you know why the deceased came to the art museum?"

"Probably a deal." Qin Wuque recalled and added, "He said so himself."

"Transaction? Who is the transaction for?"

"do not know."

"What about the deal?"

"……do not know."

"Then what do you know!" Conan couldn't help but get angry, "Aren't you a core member of the Black Organization? How can you be like a passerby who knows nothing?"

"Nonsense, how could I possibly know that~" Qin Wuque said innocently, "Even if the members of the organization have a good relationship with each other, they can't just casually reveal the content of the mission to each other. For example, if I have a conflict with you, and I know you're going to drive out to perform a mission the day after tomorrow, then I can cut your brake line today, and plant mines at your mission location tomorrow. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Oh..." Conan's face froze. He realized that he almost forgot that this group of people were all a bunch of desperate criminals, and murder and robbery were commonplace for them.

"But we should be able to guess the content and object of the transaction." Qin Wuque scratched his head, "I remember that he did take a Mantangtang briefcase, so the object of the transaction should be a Mantangtang employee..."

"Why can't it be the president?" Conan suddenly said.

"what?"

Conan squinted at him and said, "Aren't you the best at this kind of thing? Threatening and blackmailing the president of another company to get huge amounts of money, like the time at Dorobiga Amusement Park."

"what?"

Qin Wuque was stunned for two seconds before shaking his head and said, "No, no, no, that time we caught them selling arms privately. They are a game company, how could a game company sell arms... Well, we can't rule out this possibility. Anyway, thank you for your reminder. I will consider reporting to the organization and ask them to keep an eye on this company. Maybe there will be a surprise, right?"

"you!"

Completely ignoring the angry look that the Death God Elementary School Student beside him cast at him, Qin Wuque continued to talk to himself: "But then again, since the transaction object is an employee of Mantiantang, it is definitely not for buying a bomb to blow himself up. After all, it is said that everyone has their own expertise. Why would you ask a programmer to buy a bomb?"

"As for the transaction method, I think it should be..."

"Exchange number tags!"

Conan suddenly said in a decisive tone.

"Ah?" Qin Wuque didn't understand for a moment.

He was responded to by the confident gaze of the Shinigami elementary school student.

"I understand it completely! The person the criminal really wanted to kill was not your 'colleague', but the person who had a deal with your 'colleague'. The criminal prepared the bomb in the briefcase in advance, and then used some means to secretly exchange the number plate with the person he wanted to kill. However, he did not expect that the number plate corresponding to the briefcase containing the bomb was traded to your 'colleague'."

"That is to say, this is not only a murder case, but also a wrongful killing case!"

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Chapter 167: Video Game Company Murder Case (Part )

Abba... Abba Abba...

This was the only thought in Qin Wuque's mind after listening to Conan's reasoning.

Simply put, I didn't understand it at all.

He couldn't understand why it was that Tequila was killed by mistake, and then the murderer and Tequila's trading target exchanged number plates. How could it be like a ring? One ring inside another?

But for Conan, it was Qin Wuque's words that provided him with the crucial clue in solving the case.

——I can cut your brake cables today, and plant mines at your mission site tomorrow.

How to say it? It is well known that Japan is a country with a relatively depressing living environment. The fast-paced society coupled with some weird machismo has usually resulted in only one man working in the whole family, and a large proportion of women are full-time housewives at home. The result of this operation is that men are the only source of income for the entire family.

Men cannot and dare not be unemployed, otherwise the whole family will starve. If they are angry with their leaders and colleagues at work, they cannot vent it out, otherwise they may face the risk of losing their jobs.

This gave rise to two branches.

Either you act the same when you go to work and when you get off work, keep all the grievances and anger in your heart, and then pretend to be normal.

Or he would take it out on his wife and children when he got home, which is the so-called kicking the cat effect.

But Lu Xun once said, either explode in silence or perish in silence.

Everyone's ability to bear is limited, so the mentality of those who choose to hold back all negative emotions in their hearts will become more and more distorted. In the end, they will either choose to be a coward and end it all on their own, or go to extremes and turn evil on the spot and start a crazy killing mode.

What the murderer didn't expect was that his evil transformation not only failed to solve the problem of "the person causing the problem", but also killed a senior gang member without his knowledge.

This is very lack of thinking.