Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

If his guess is true, then the prisoner must be extremely burly.

You should be able to spot them immediately in a crowd.

But in reality, there aren't any burly guys in the crowd right now.

So they've already run away?

Conan subconsciously thought of it, but according to the surveillance footage retrieved by the police, no one matching the description left the restaurant during that time.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that there are simply no people with those characteristics in this restaurant.

Why is it?

Am I wrong?

Frowning, Conan stared at the ground beneath his feet.

No, my guess was correct.

Even if that person wasn't tall, at least at the moment of the attack he appeared very tall.

Perhaps it's due to special circumstances, such as the use of height-increasing devices.

Professor Agasa once used this method to fool him.

But I still feel like something's not quite right.

It couldn't have been made by a monster that can turn invisible, could it?

For some reason, this thought suddenly popped into Conan's head.

The thought was immediately banished from Conan's mind.

He was an absolutely staunch materialist.

Especially when dealing with cases that seem to involve ghosts or spirits.

The more bizarre these cases are, the less they seem to be the work of a human being.

The more he believed that someone was behind this, the more determined he became to bring that person to justice.

This is Shinichi Kudo.

His goal is to become the Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era.

Unfortunately, it's already the Reiwa era, and he still hasn't succeeded (crossed out).

"Little rascal, do you have any clues?"

While the others weren't paying attention, Kogoro Mouri leaned close to Conan and asked.

Things have become much simpler since I was honest with this kid.

At least Kogoro Mouri felt much more comfortable in his neck.

In subsequent cases, Kogoro Mouri mainly used the advantages of his identity to help Conan gather clues more effectively.

After all, there are still too many restrictions on primary school students.

"No."

Shaking his head, Conan said in a heavy tone:

"I currently only have some fragmented guesses, and I can't even string them together to form a complete hypothesis."

"The murderer this time is very cunning."

With a sigh, Conan felt as if his brain was steaming.

To be honest, there's one thing Conan has never quite understood.

Those people were just ordinary people before they committed the crime.

There were no bizarre experiences, no unknown past, and no strange knowledge learned in Hawaii.

Many people commit murder on a whim.

Normally, people will want to escape or feel panicked after committing a crime for the first time.

But these people quickly calmed down and immediately transformed into masters of locked-room murders, setting up all sorts of unsolvable puzzles and even creating alibis for themselves.

Conan still doesn't understand how he did it.

He really doesn't understand!

With a sigh, Conan refocused his attention on the case itself.

What exactly is the reason...?

Seeing Conan lost in thought again, Kogoro Mouri pursed his lips and stood up.

Although he acknowledges the boy's abilities, as a father, Kogoro Mouri cannot approve of him at all.

She even hoped that the boy would stay away from her daughter.

But now, my family has also been dragged into this situation.

That's all we can do to help this kid.

With a sigh, Kogoro Mouri turned his attention, somewhat annoyed, to the police officers around him.

He was fairly aware of his own detective skills.

If it weren't for family-related issues, his potential truly lives up to the nickname 'Sleeping Kogoro Mouri'.

That is to say, it has been sleeping.

"Ok?"

Kogoro Mouri, who was just looking around aimlessly, suddenly realized that the police officers had been replaced at some point.

Many of them had serious expressions on their faces that didn't look like those of police officers at all.

Kogoro Mouri himself was a police officer back in the day, so he naturally sensed that something was off about these people.

They didn't seem like police officers; they were more like soldiers who had undergone rigorous training.

Moreover, the way these people were positioned had unknowingly surrounded all the non-police officers in the store.

Even those around him and the little brat were among them.

Although it was somewhat unnecessary, Kogoro Mouri considered becoming a bodyguard or something similar when he first resigned from his job.

I also had some understanding of things like positioning.

Seeing these familiar positions now, something seemed to be activated in Kogoro Mouri's mind.

Something bad is going to happen!

The moment this thought crossed Kogoro Mouri's mind, these 'police officers' suddenly pulled out some strange bottles from behind them and sprayed them at the people they surrounded.

"Little devil!"

The moment the people around him made their move, Kogoro Mouri scooped up Conan from the ground and prepared to break through to the side.

Despite his disheveled, middle-aged appearance, he was actually quite confident in his fighting skills...

"Oh!"

A dull crashing sound sounded.

Kogoro Mouri, who had been elbowed on the back of the head, rolled his eyes and passed out.

Conan also fell to the ground.

"Uncle Mori!"

Conan, who had rolled on the ground, looked anxiously at the unconscious Kogoro Mouri.

Although I don't know exactly what happened, the current situation is clearly not right.

I need to find a way to escape quickly and then contact Professor Agasa for help. In this situation, I can't do anything on my own.

Thinking this, Conan turned on the tranquilizer gun wristwatch on his wrist.

Although it's not very useful, it should buy us some time.

With the dial flipped up to act as a scope, Conan, who had just raised the tranquilizer gun, saw a nozzle in his line of sight that was constantly enlarging.

As you press your finger, colorless gas is ejected from it.

'hateful................'

His fingers tried very hard to press the trigger to activate the tranquilizer gun, but his body wouldn't obey him at all.

The darkness in his vision continued to expand as Conan's eyes unconsciously closed.

Finally, Conan collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.

His face still showed unease.

"finished."

Putting away the spray, the lead 'police officer' pressed a spot on his shoulder.

A strange surge of energy rippled through the uniform, and a black combat suit appeared on his body.

"The mission begins."

He gestured to the special forces soldier behind him who had also changed clothes, and the soldier began to communicate with Yato as he entered the restaurant.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Nodding, Yato looked up at the toilet stalls in the restaurant.

To be precise, it was a wisp of black mist mixed with specks of crimson in the void.

Chapter 746, Section 767: The Enemy Possessing the Power of Dreams

Staring blankly at the floor, Conan's thoughts were in a state of chaos.

It was like a small boat floating on the ocean.

Compared to this vast ocean, this small boat is really insignificant.

It seems as if it could be submerged in this ocean at any moment, as if it had never existed.

"You little rascal! You little rascal!"

Kogoro Mouri's voice gradually brought Conan back to his senses.

"Uncle Mori?"

Conan shook his head vigorously, trying to clear his mind.

It felt like being woken up suddenly after a long sleep, my mind still a little groggy.

"What's going on now? This case seems to be getting more and more complicated."

Squatting down next to Conan, Kogoro Mouri muttered under his breath.

I was already confused, and after all that analysis, I'm even more confused.

Raising his head, Conan scanned his surroundings.

The familiar restaurant scene unfolded, with several criminal suspects being held safely in police custody.

No one left, and no one reacted excessively.

At this point, all of them were very cooperative with the police's questioning.

There was none of the tension that criminals would show when questioned by the police.

Scratching his hair, Conan seemed to have a strange feeling about him.

But that feeling was quickly forgotten.

The strange feeling, which was already very faint or even imperceptible, was insignificant compared to solving a case.

Conan says, "Nothing can stop me from solving cases."

Unless there's a more difficult case.

Once in detective mode, Conan quickly found a wealth of clues and evidence in various corners of the room.

After piecing together these clues, Conan made a complete deduction and told it to Kogoro Mouri.