Conan: The Mechanic

Qianyu and Conan walked out of the toilet lightly, only to see a corridor with a lot of dust outside.

"This should be the source of the silicon dust." Conan whispered.

"Hmm..." Qian Yu replied and continued walking. The two followed the sound of the TV all the way to the direction of someone.

"It should be this room," Conan said, looking at the white window before the two came to a room. "You open the door later, and I'll start immediately after opening the door."

"Okay." Qianyu nodded and walked to the door.

Taking a deep breath, Qianyu put her hand on the doorknob and was about to open the door when Conan grabbed her wrist.

"Wait!" Although Conan only spoke with exhaled breath, without vibrating his vocal cords, his hoarse expression already explained everything. "Look to your left!"

"??" Qian Yu thought that there was someone on the left, but turned around and found that there were only a lot of cube-shaped bento boxes on the left. I was about to ask Conan what happened when I suddenly realized something was wrong.

Are there too many bento boxes? ? ?

The four kidnapping cases have lasted for 10 days in total, that is, 20 to 40 boxes of bento per person.

But the bento box here should be a cuboid less than 5*5*4, that is, about 95 boxes. This number means that the other party may have 2 to 5 people. (It is the case of 2 people who stayed here for many days)

"How many people?" Qianyu mouthed.

"3," Conan made a gesture, then walked over to the bento boxes and clicked on three of them.

Pork bento, beef bento, and tofu bento, these three boxes of bento are of different types, but the quantity is basically on the same order of magnitude. Qianyu glanced at it roughly, and there were only these three types of bento boxes on the top floor.

It turns out that Chiyu understood what Conan meant—a person's taste would remain relatively stable without interference with his diet. That is to say, a person is unlikely to eat more than one bento. Since the number of the three types of bento is roughly the same, it means that the number of people should be a multiple of 3. (Otherwise the top tier of 23 boxes of bento should have a bento with more than 10 boxes instead of 887 as it is now)

"What should I do?" Qianyu whispered.

"Go out first." Conan whispered.

"It should be them," Qianyu asked with a frown after escaping from the small window. "But what should I do? This kind of terrain is not easy for the police to attack. It would be bad if they became hostages."

"Puppy9," Conan didn't answer directly, but said one word. "Is there any impression?"

"The signs of the bento just now, is this the name of the bento shop?"

"Puppy9, barbecue, isn't the name unreasonable?" (Puppy9's pronunciation is papicue, which is similar to barbecue, and barbecue means barbecue) Conan smiled and asked Conan to follow him.

"So you're going to sit back and wait?" Qianyu also smiled.

"Yes, if you can't get in, let them out."

. . .

At five o'clock in the afternoon, a man in a hoodie entered a barbecue restaurant called "Puppy9".

"Boss, it's still the same." The man beckoned, signaling the store owner's own existence.

"Okay, a pork bento, a beef bento, and a tofu bento. The total cost is 790 yen. The shop owner diligently handed a packed bag to the man."

"Oh," the man smiled. "It's already packed."

"Although you may not order these for breakfast and lunch, as long as it is dinner every day, you must come here to order, and you must order all three. Of course I have to prepare." The store owner smiled honestly.

"Oh, that's right," the man threw a Natsume Soseki to the boss. "I'm leaving."

"Okay, walk slowly."

As the man left with the bento, two children eating rice **** in the store looked at each other and both smiled.

. . .

Fifty minutes later, there was a room with a lot of bento boxes outside the door.

"Police!" With a loud shout, several policemen slammed open the door and forced their way in. I saw two men lying crooked on the ground, sleeping soundly, with an empty lunch box beside them.

When Qianyu and Conan came to this room and saw the two men who were handcuffed, Qianyu sneered. "Now, are you on the right track?"

After Chiba and Conan learned about the kidnappers' favorite bento, everything was a lot easier. I asked for a permit from the Mumu Police Department, bought a box of sleeping pills from the pharmacy next door, and mixed it with the ingredients for cooking the bento to create three boxes of hypnotic bento, which were then packed and handed over to the person who came here. The kidnapper who bought the bento. As long as they eat these bentos, they will all lie down in a few dozen minutes, unconscious.

"No," Conan's expression suddenly changed from smug to extremely ugly. "Look, there!"

Looking in the direction of Conan's guide, Qianyu saw a complete tofu bento!

Qianyu's face also turned extremely pale in an instant. "Go find Ayumi!" Qian Yu's voice had completely changed. (There is still a tofu bento left, which means that one person did not take sleeping pills, then he may have spotted the police when the police entered the factory, and it is entirely possible that he will leave with Ayumi and retaliate)

Looking around the room, except for the iron door that was just broken, there was only one iron door that was locked. If Ayumi was being held by the three kidnappers, it would most likely be held here.

"Ayumi!" Qianyu came to the locked iron door, and pulled the tip of the seamless umbrella with her hand, pulling out a sharp cone from the tip of the umbrella that was originally smooth. Chiyu stepped back, then took a few steps up, and stabbed the iron gate with a sharp awl.

The pointed cone left a depression on the iron gate, but it could no longer move forward. The pointed cone was made of iron birch, which was much harder than the iron gate, but Qianyu's own strength was simply not enough to pierce the iron. Door.

"Cut!" Qian Yu secretly cursed, but heard Conan's voice. "Qianyu, get out of the way."

Qianyu immediately took a few steps to the side, only to see Conan pressing a few times on his shoes, and then tossing a thermos into the air on the coffee table in the room. When the thermos fell to half of Conan's height again, Conan's right foot volleyed and kicked the thermos out. With a loud noise, the thermos smashed a big hole out of the iron door.

"Ayumi, are you there?" Qian Yu glanced at the big hole and found that the iron gate was made of pure metal, with a thickness of two or three centimeters.

"Qian...Qianyu?" A weak voice entered Qianyu's ears, it was Ayumi's voice!

Qianyu stretched her hand in, groped for the lock, and opened the door, only to see a small room inside the door, and Ayumi was curled up in the corner, looking at Qianyu.

"It's okay..." The corners of Qian Yu's mouth twitched, but she instantly lost her strength and slumped on the ground. The eyes instantly turned black, and then a large piece of gold star appeared. Although Qianyu was sitting on the ground motionless, she felt as if she was caught in a whirlpool and the world was spinning.

"Qianyu?" Conan was startled, and hurriedly came to Qianyu's side. "Are you OK?"

"It's okay..." Although Qianyu temporarily lost her vision and sense of direction, she was still very clear. "You don't care what I do, go and see Ayumi!"

When the blackness in front of Qianyu disappeared and his vision was restored, Conan had already helped Ayumi.

"The third kidnapper may have run away by himself." Conan saw Qian Yu standing up against the wall and said.

"Send Ayumi to the hospital first. We don't have any clues about the kidnapper. Let's leave it to the police." Qian Yu pinched the bridge of her nose and replied.