Conan: The winner is justice

May Day holiday, Japan’s Golden Week.

The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly. It is a good day for traveling.

Early in the morning, Mao Lilan was in high spirits. She set out with her best friend Suzuki Sonoko and took the subway with Conan to prepare for an outing in a suburban park.

The Tokyo subway was even more crowded than usual because it was a holiday.

At one stop, the flow of people decreased and a seat finally became available. Mao Lilan was about to let Conan sit down when he glanced at an old man carrying a heavy bag on his shoulders and smiled slightly.

"Old man, please sit down."

The old man nodded and was about to sit down when a figure flashed past and took the seat first.

Mao Lilan frowned slightly.

Upon closer inspection, the person grabbing the seat was a young man not much older than her.

He is in his twenties, with side-parted hair, a young face, and a neat suit. He looks quite human.

At this time, he was lowering his head and flipping through some information in his hand, seemingly not noticing the dissatisfied looks of some passengers around him.

Seeing this, Mao Lilan couldn't help coughing.

"Um...please give up your seat."

However, the young man still lowered his head, as if he did not hear the question in front of him.

A trace of anger appeared on Mao Lilan's face, but it was hard to say anything because it was a public transportation occasion.

Suzuki Sonoko on the side was not polite, she stretched out her hand and patted the young man on the shoulder.

"Hey, we're talking to you, pretend you're deaf and can't hear!"

The man then seemed to react, raised his head, and looked at the two girls in front of him in surprise.

"Are you talking about me?"

"Who are you!" Suzuki Sonoko put her hands on her waist and glared at him, "I said, you are such an old man, why don't you feel ashamed to take someone else's seat?"

The man looked around, his face even more surprised.

"Why do you say grab it? If I read correctly, this is not a seat for the elderly, weak and sick, but a public seat, right? Or did he buy this seat?"

"Uh..." Suzuki Sonoko was speechless for a moment.

Mao Lilan looked at each other and tried her best to speak in a gentle tone: "Isn't it Japanese public etiquette to give up your seat to the weak and the elders who are in poor health?"

"The weakling with worse health, you mean him?"

The man glanced at the old man and then at the serious-looking girl in front of him.

"Why do you say that he is a weakling with worse health? What do you use to judge? Based on age and appearance?" The man's expression seemed to be very interested, "So, I am sitting in front of you now, and it seems that he is I look very energetic, but in fact I am a patient with a serious heart disease and will die soon, so am I considered weak or strong?"

"Ah, is that so?" Mao Lilan immediately lowered his head and apologized quickly, "I'm sorry, I..."

But before she could finish speaking, she heard the man's joking voice——

"Sorry, I lied to you."

"..."

"..."

Mao Lilan took a deep breath and stared at him fiercely.

"You are an adult and should at least have some moral conscience. Please give up your seat!"

The old man on the side shook his head and said: "Forget it, girl, I'll..."

"How can we forget it!" Mao Lilan was so angry that her face turned red, "This person, this person..."

The man glanced at her, then leaned over and reached out to hold the bag carried by the old man.

"Although this old man looks short in stature, he is very powerful. From the fact that he can easily carry a heavy bag weighing more than 20 kilograms, it can be seen that he is a person who exercises for a long time."

Then the man patted the old man's chest, back and thighs.

"Moreover, he has strong pectoralis major, tight abdominal and back muscles, and the relaxation of the calf and triceps muscles. You can feel it strongly even from the outside of his pants. Compared with me who has to get up early and work late to make money, He already has a pension that he can freely spend as he pleases, and he looks to be in excellent health!"

"Well……"

Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko looked at each other.

The man continued: "Also, he is about to get off the bus. Didn't you notice? His backpack is full of fitness equipment. The next stop is Abeido Park. There are always a lot of them there during this time. People who practice communication gather together. It’s only a two-minute stop, let alone giving up your seat, even standing up and sitting down are redundant, don’t you think?”

The man had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. He opened his mouth and started talking. It seemed that he would not stop. Mao Lilan's face became darker and darker as he listened.

As the man finished speaking, the subway also stopped at this moment.

The old man on the side glanced at a few people, and then he got out of the car with his heavy bag on his back, his head held high, and his chest high.

The two girls in the car looked at him with their mouths open, unable to say a word.

Obviously, the facts in front of him were all correct by what the man just said.

For a long time, Mao Lilan could only stamp her feet and muttered.

"How can there be such a disgusting person!"

The man smiled softly, glanced at the people in front of him casually, lowered his head again, and started looking at his information again.

At this time, Conan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Uncle, are you a lawyer?"

The man raised his eyebrows, raised his head, and looked at the little boy in blue with a bow tie in front of him.

"How did you know?"

"It's very simple!" Conan said in his milky voice, "Uncle, today is the Golden Week holiday, but you wore a bright work suit and appeared on the subway where office workers usually crowd. This situation is either a salesperson who is on a business trip, or a civil servant or a freelancer who works overtime temporarily."

"As for the information you are holding, I saw that it contains the addresses and family information of certain people, as well as their work status. This shows that you are engaged in some kind of occupation that requires obtaining a large amount of information. You may be a detective or It’s sales.”

"Judging from the fluent and sharp words you just spoke, you may be engaged in some kind of profession that often requires you to debate with others, so you may also be a lawyer or prosecutor."

"Of course, the most important evidence is..."

Conan pointed to the man's chest.

There is a badge pinned to it, with finely carved copper patterns and a scale pattern engraved in the middle, which represents fairness.

"You have a lawyer's badge on your chest! So you are a lawyer!"

After listening to Conan's words, the man laughed and clapped.

"Wonderful!"

He put his head in front of Conan and squinted his eyes.

"It's just that what I don't understand is - you should have seen the lawyer badge at the first sight. You know the meaning of this thing, so why don't you just say it directly, instead of telling a lot of inexplicable reasoning in front of it?"

"Please leave him alone, he just likes to play detective games!"

Suzuki Sonoko on the side held Conan's head, looking at the man in front of her with stars in her eyes.

She just followed Xiaolan's rhythm and didn't pay attention for a while. When she took a closer look, she saw that the man in front of her was actually a pretty handsome guy!

"If it's convenient, could you give me your contact information?"

"sure."

The man smiled and took out a business card from his arms.

His name was written on it: Komemon Kensuke.

"I will take it well!"

Suzuki Sonoko happily held the business card and stuffed it into her pocket, and exchanged her email address with the other party.

"Yuanzi!" Xiaolan glared at her angrily.

"What does it matter!" Yuanzi laughed, "And what this person just said makes sense, doesn't it?"

"Whatever makes sense, it's all fallacy!"

"Okay, okay, don't be so angry!"

The girls were quarreling and fighting, but here, the man named Gu Meimen squinted his eyes and once again focused on the little boy who just spoke.

"You seem to enjoy playing detective games, don't you?"

Seeing the man's half-smiling gaze, Conan's heart skipped a beat, but he still put on a bright smile on his face: "Of course, I like reasoning the most! I must be a detective when I grow up!"

"Really? That's not a good thing."

The man smiled and raised a finger and shook it in front of Conan's eyes.

"Detectives are the most evil profession in the world. In the name of justice, they always use various despicable means, such as invading other people's privacy rights, to find the truth that they think they are right, and then they have to stand on the commanding heights to kill people. Criticize and educate them to satisfy their sense of accomplishment in gaming life or standing on top of others...Children, you don’t want to be such a person, do you?”

This guy……

The man's words were very harsh, making Conan frown subconsciously.

He instinctively opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but on the surface he couldn't say it, so he could only touch his head in embarrassment and giggle like a child.

"You must be frustrated, hahaha, what he said is right! Who told you that you, a brat, usually looks so pushy and pushy! You are exactly the same as that reasoning madman!"

Sonoko chuckled and pointed her finger at Conan's head.

Conan twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, and then looked at the man with some dissatisfaction.

I don’t know why this man said those words. He is just a child. Anyway, it sounds quite uncomfortable.

Not long after, the subway stopped again.

Xiaolan took Conan and got out of the car angrily with Yuanzi.

"Lawyer Gu Meimen, remember to contact me!"

Yuanzi smiled and did not forget to wave to the man before leaving.

The man raised his eyebrows and glanced at the figures from the window. His eyes were shining, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Then, he smiled softly, lowered his head, and returned his gaze to the information in his hand.