The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

Under the moonlight, Rum lay on the cold floor tiles, holding the letter tightly in his hand.

His right eye stared at the words on the letter.

Until the body temperature gradually disappeared, a slightly bright spot appeared on Rum's body.

Behind him, Haneda Yasuharu was sitting in a wheelchair. Seeing that the shiny bald head stopped moving, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and leaned heavily on the backrest of the wheelchair.

After 17 years, he finally avenged his son.

For a moment, the heavy boulder stuffed in his heart fell to the ground, and Haneda Yasuharu's tense nerves relaxed. There was an itching pain in his lungs, and he couldn't help but cough repeatedly.

"Ahem..."

Akai Muwu comforted him: "I'll send you away first, and let Qin handle the aftermath."

"Is it okay? Qin?" He turned to Qin Zhibo and asked.

"Um."

Qin Zhibo still stood in front of Rum's body and nodded.

After Akai Muwu pushed the wheelchair and sent Haneda Yasharu and Matsunaka Yuriko out of the collection room, Qin Zhibo squatted down and took out the [Glass Bottle].

When he learned the information that Rum was expelled from the organization in the United States a few days ago, Qin Zhibo had already guessed that Rum would find a way out for him.

The huge wealth left by Isekawa Gozo is obviously his retreat.

And in the letter, Gozo Isekawa seemed to have predicted Rum's final fate.

But having said that, this was the first time Qin Zhibo met the legendary second-in-command of the organization.

It turns out that his true appearance is that of a bald man wearing an eyepatch.

Driven by curiosity, Qin Zhibo reached out his hand and carefully lifted off Rum's blindfold.

When the black eye mask is lifted, there is a dry pit under the eye mask, and the raised parts on the upper and lower sides are the brow bones.

No left eye?

Qin Zhibo opened Rum's eyelids and checked, and found that the injuries inside were not old injuries.

This indicates that Rum has recently undergone eyeball removal surgery.

Does this have anything to do with the "betrayal" he mentioned?

Since there is still unknown information, Qin Zhibo plans to use a [Glass Bottle] to imprison Rum's soul first, and then find a place to ask questions slowly.

But when he took out the glass bottle and pointed it at Rum's body, a black light bead slowly rose from the body.

In the non-anthropomorphic state, the soul of a normal person is white and almost translucent.

But Rum's soul is filthy black.

I saw that the ball of light symbolizing Rum's soul did not enter the mouth of the glass bottle, but quickly contracted like a star.

Then, it suddenly exploded and turned into black fireworks that spread out until they completely dissipated.

Rum's soul was destroyed in front of Qin Zhibo's eyes.

This is……

This was the first time Qin Zhibo saw this situation, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

He continued to try using glass bottles, but no matter how hard he tried, he could no longer extract the soul from Rum.

It's the same thing when I take out the yellow paper used for channeling, but I still can't channel.

Qin Zhibo thought for a moment and guessed that this might be some kind of curse imposed on Rum's soul by the boss.

After all, once the soul of an organizational leader like Rum is used after death, he will definitely reveal many secrets that should not be revealed.

It turns out that even this has been considered...

Qin Zhibo sighed lightly and could only put the glass bottle away.

Just then, his phone suddenly rang.

Qin Zhibo didn't even think about it. He thought it was a call from Akai Muwu. He was just calling to tell Haneda Yasuharu that he had settled in the car.

But as soon as he answered the phone, a strange woman's voice came from the other side.

"Detective, do you still remember me?"

The woman's voice was suggestive, but it made Qin Zhibo immediately alert.

"Who are you?"

"...It's true that noble people forget things so much. We've only been apart for a few months, but haven't you already forgotten me?"

"I'm Maya Tachibana."

The woman on the other side of the phone suddenly stopped her flirtatious tone and said in a serious tone.

Hearing this distant name, Qin Zhibo's face was startled, and his mind recalled the bloody tongue female killer who planned to assassinate Kogoro Mori a long time ago.

After he caught her, he let her go on the condition that she would provide him with information about the Bloody Tongue.

Afterwards, she provided herself with information about the killer "Silver Fox" and disappeared for a long time.

Of course, in ordinary people's sense of time, it may not have disappeared for too long...

"It's you..."

"Did you call me with something?"

Qin Zhibo still remembered the agreement he made at that time. If he had any information about the movements of the Bloody Tongue and some information that might be useful, he would provide it to him.

"Of course there is something..."

"Listen, I have recently received some news that some killer organizations, including the Bloody Tongue, are about to launch a big operation."

"Just a few days ago, I was ordered to bring several Voodoo people to Japan."

"They seem to be hiding in the mountains of Gunma County now. As for what they are doing specifically, I don't know..."

Tachibana Maya poured out all the information.

Qin Zhibo's expression suddenly became serious and he asked: "Do you know where it is specifically?"

Tachibana Maya on the other side of the phone denied: "How do I know this?"

"But I once saw the webpage they browsed, and it seemed that they were paying attention to an audition for a show..."

"An audition for the show?"

Qin Zhibo frowned slightly, "What program group?"

"It seems to be called... Zombie Sword or something..."

…

In the bedroom on the second floor of the villa, Conan and Hattori Heiji were sitting on the floor, next to the screenwriter's body lying on his side.

But at the moment, they didn't care about the body, but checked the video on the screenwriter's cell phone.

On the small mobile phone screen, the screenwriter is standing in front of the desk with his back to the camera angle, pouring the unknown liquid from the medicine bottle into the mineral water bottle.

During the process, he also looked back in the direction behind him, as if to confirm whether his movements were recorded on his mobile phone.

Then, he twisted his upper body to the other side and poured the mineral water bottle filled with unknown liquid into his mouth without hesitation.

After taking a few big sips, he suddenly let go, covering his throat and making a very painful expression.

After struggling for a few seconds, his body fell backwards and fell out of the camera's field of view.

But the next second, that painful and twisted face suddenly appeared in the middle of the phone screen.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and pressed the camera on his phone.

The screen suddenly went black, but it was still in recording mode.

The progress bar slid back for about 50 minutes, and the sound of Hattori Heiji calling the screenwriter to eat appeared in the pure black screen.

After watching the video, Conan and Hattori Heiji suddenly looked solemn.

Because this video recorded the entire process of the screenwriter committing suicide by taking pills, it was a suicide that couldn't be more obvious.

"Kudo, it seems that he committed suicide this time..."

There was no one else here except the corpse lying on the ground, so Hattori Heiji called Conan by his nickname.

Conan still stared at the screen, frowning slightly and did not answer.

Although the evidence was overwhelming, he didn't quite understand the significance of the video taken by the deceased.

And when he came to the villa this morning, the screenwriter looked very much looking forward to filming the sequel. He didn't look like he was going to commit suicide today at all.

Hattori Heiji next to him saw that Conan still didn't give up, so he stood up and went to look for the suicide note first.

Conan stared at the video and checked it again and again, but still felt something was not right.

Especially in the moment before the screenwriter fell to the ground, why did he suddenly turn his face and point at the phone when he was clearly lying backward?

What is the significance of this step?

Is it simply to let others see the scene before his death?

At the same time, Hattori Heiji found a letter in the screenwriter's luggage bag.

The envelope was unsigned, but the seal was tightly glued.

It was obviously a letter prepared in advance, and it might be a suicide note.

"Kudo, I found this..."

Hattori Heiji held the edge of the envelope with his handkerchief and raised it in Conan's direction.

But Conan was still sitting cross-legged on the floor, staring at the video on his phone meticulously.

There was no other way. Hattori Heiji could only take the letter, walk to his good friend, and ask: "What's wrong? Why are you still watching this video?"

Conan held the phone in one hand and repeatedly adjusted the progress bar with the other hand, while adjusting.

"When you watch this video, do you feel that it is intentional?"

"Deliberately?"

Hattori Heiji was a little confused, "What kind of deliberateness are you referring to?"

"It's obvious..."

Conan was referring to the moment the screenwriter fell down, and then appeared in front of the phone, pointing his face at the phone.

"If you take poison and your body is in pain, the speed of changing movements should not be so fast..."

"And he insisted on recording the moments before his death even though he was in such pain. Why?"

"Maybe the answer lies here."

Hattori Heiji held the letter he had just found and waved it in front of Conan.

The former tore open the seal of the letter bit by bit and poured out the paper inside.

It turned out that it was not the expected suicide note, but a few words with unknown meanings.

"The burial procession of the dead?"

Hattori Heiji read out the words on the paper, his eyes full of confusion.

"What is this?"

Conan recalled the screenwriter's appearance that morning and guessed: "Maybe it's the subtitle of the sequel to be filmed this time..."

"subtitle?"

Hattori Heiji was stunned for a moment before he remembered that this happened.

The existence of this title made Conan's suspicion even deeper.

Because the screenwriter has so solemnly prepared to announce the subtitle of the movie today, will he still choose to commit suicide?

There must be some flaw in this pre-death video that I didn't discover.

Thinking of this, Conan sat cross-legged on the floor again and continued to review the video.

If it was him who killed him, the murderer must be in this house...

It was someone from the film crew.

If it were Qin Zhibo, he would definitely see through the flaws in this video at a glance.

Why can't I do it myself?

Conan clenched his teeth and stared at the screen of the mobile phone playing the video, refusing to miss a single detail.

When he saw the screenwriter man fall down and point his face at the screen of his mobile phone again, Conan's eyes suddenly changed.

wrong!

He sensed something was wrong and quickly climbed to the front of the screenwriter's body to check.

It didn't matter what he saw, a thunder suddenly sounded in his mind.

Click——!

I see!

…

The shooting room on the first floor.

Everyone in the film crew was sitting in their respective seats and had already started eating the supermarket lunch boxes they had brought.

The bento heated in the microwave was emitting steam, which was a relief for the crew who had been busy all day.

"These rice balls and oolong tea are extra food we brought. If you don't mind, I'll give them to you..."

The bespectacled woman, who was a lighting technician and logistics, brought some food and handed it to Mao Lilan and Toyama Kazuha who were standing by and watching.

This made Mao Lilan a little shy, and she quickly thanked him, "Thank you very much!"

Ma Lilan took the food, not because she was hungry, but because she was worried that Mao Li Kogoro had diarrhea for so long, and it was almost time for him to eat something.

At this time, the photographer sitting on the other side said: "By the way, the WSG held every four years is about to be held. Tokyo will definitely attract many tourists from all over the world..."

"Why don't we put the trailer in Tokyo for exhibition, maybe it will become popular?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the actress Riya sitting next to her replied calmly: "How can such a low-budget movie become popular?"

Then, the director stopped the chopsticks in his hand and said: "Even if we want to exhibit it, it is also a problem whether there is a place willing to lend it to us for exhibition..."

The words of these two people completely extinguished the enthusiasm of the other members of the crew and ended the topic.

At this time, Conan and Hattori Heiji pushed the door and walked in.

Seeing that only these two people came, the glasses girl was a little surprised and asked: "Why didn't Mr. Harawaki come? If you don't come to eat, the lunch box will be cold..."

Hattori Heiji glanced at the lunch box on the ground and said seriously.

"I'm afraid he will never be able to eat this lunch box..."

"He's dead."

As soon as this was said, everyone, including Mao Lilan and Toyama Kazuha, showed shocked expressions.

"What? Harawaki is dead?"

"What's going on? Are you kidding?"

The crew members put down their lunch boxes and questioned Hattori Heiji with disbelief.

"This is true. His body is now lying on the floor of the bedroom upstairs..."

Next, Hattori Heiji explained the cause of the screenwriter's death in an extremely professional tone, and told everyone about the mobile phone video.

"In that case, Mr. Harawaki committed suicide?" The fat man who is a sound engineer asked tentatively.

"No."

Hattori Heiji shook his head, "Although he committed suicide in the video, this is just an illusion created by the murderer..."

"Illusion?" Everyone was even more confused.

At this time, Conan took over the conversation and reasoned: "Although the uncle in the video looks like he committed suicide by taking poison, the traces of performance are very obvious."

"And most importantly, the uncle in the video did not have a beard."

"But today, the uncle has a beard on his chin..."

As soon as this was said, someone in the crowd looked panicked.