The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

"Chiba! Call an ambulance immediately!"

Officer Mu Mu shouted in the observation room, but in Qin Zhibo's eyes, it was already too late.

A bright investigation point appeared above Yoshio's head, announcing that he was completely hopeless.

From the time he made a painful expression to the end of his life, the whole process took less than twenty seconds.

Pushing open the door of the interrogation room, Qin Zhibo walked to Dejin Fangxiong and began to investigate.

【Corpse Investigation√】

[Life of the deceased: Deposit Yoshio]

[Time of death: 1 minute ago]

[Cause of death: cardiac paralysis]

[The corpse investigation is completed and character skills obtained: car driving]

[Acquire repeated skills, converted into 1000 proficiency of that skill]

After the corpse investigation was completed, another system prompt came from the system.

[Get the main mission: Find out the murderer of this case]

[Task requirements: No time limit, scope within Tokyo]

[Task reward: 1000 general skill proficiency, 150 social credit]

Although the task content was the same as usual - to find out the murderer of the case, Qin Zhibo noticed that this time it was marked as the main task.

In other words, this mission is not as simple as an ordinary side mission.

What's even more bizarre is that Yoshio Dejin died of cardiac arrest in the interrogation room while sitting in front of the police.

Strictly speaking, this is an absolutely impenetrable secret room, almost the safest place in Tokyo, even in front of several people.

However, the system determined that he was killed by someone rather than dying of natural causes.

This is very telling.

…

"No pulse"

Miwako Sato stroked Yoshio's neck and shook her head regretfully.

Officer Megure was also shocked by this sudden change and was speechless for a moment. Mouri Kogoro, who was also observing the interrogation, also opened his eyes in disbelief.

This was the first time that a newly captured prisoner died in the interrogation room of the Metropolitan Police Department.

After sorting things out, Officer Megure issued an order.

"Chiba, go and check the hospital medical records of Dejin Yoshio to see if he has any heart disease."

"Sato, go check Yoshio's phone number and find out who disclosed Tae Aizawa's information to him."

"Yes!"×2

The two left resolutely, and the remaining uniformed police officers carried the body of Yoshio Jin out of the interrogation room.

Seeing symptoms similar to a heart attack with his own eyes, there was no need to ask the opinions of the brothers around him.

Mouri Kogoro had a serious expression and said proactively: "It may be that he was dying soon. After avenging his son, he suddenly..."

"It's possible." Officer Memu nodded and didn't comment much.

…

The interrogation ended midway, and Qin Zhibo, Mu Mu and Mao Li could only come to Takagi Shebo to check the status of the confession.

Mao Lilan and Conan also noticed that there was some chaos in the police station just now, and quickly asked what was going on.

So, Mouri Kogoro told everyone that Yoshio, the depositor, had just suffered a heart attack and died in the interrogation room.

"What!"

Everyone looked surprised and couldn't believe it.

The man who was so majestic an hour ago, threatening to punish all women who wear platform shoes while driving, is suddenly dead.

Conan frowned, feeling that the timing was too coincidental.

But since Mouri Kogoro said so, Conan has no room for doubt.

Although Mouri Kogoro is a confused detective, he is not unable to figure out the cause of death.

What's more, there are Qin Zhibo and other police officers watching the interrogation. If Qin Zhibo doesn't think there is a problem, then there should be no problem.

Conan shifted his attention from Moori Kogoro to Qin Zhibo, who had no intention of adding anything further.

It's probably just a coincidence

When I came out of the Metropolitan Police Department, it was already 7 o'clock in the evening.

Suzuki Sonoko was picked up by a luxury car sent by the Suzuki family.

Before parting, Suzuki Sonoko specially said hello to Toru Amuro.

"Mr. Amuro, goodbye."

"Goodbye, Miss Suzuki."

The remaining people took the cars of Maori Kogoro and Qin Zhibo respectively, but Maori Kogoro still rented a car.

Looking at Qin Zhibo's red Mustang convertible, Maori Kogoro felt angry and secretly gritted his teeth and swore.

There was once an exquisite sports car in front of me, but I didn't grasp it, and I regretted it until I missed it.

There is no greater pain in the world than this.

If God gives me another chance, I will definitely say three words to Qin Zhibo——

No guessing!

Mouri Kogoro attributed his experience of losing his sports car to his poor guessing skills and fell into Qin Zhibo's trap.

"Uncle Qin, brother Amuro, goodbye!"

"Goodbye Conan~"

The two sides said goodbye and set off on their way home.

Upon arriving at Rice Flower 1-chome, Toru Amuro volunteered to get off the bus.

"Teacher, this is enough."

Qin Zhibo slowed down and asked, "Do you live near here?"

"Yeah, it's around here."

Qin Zhibo didn't ask much about the specific location. He parked the car on the side of the road and Toru Amuro got out of the car.

"By the way, don't forget to take your women's clothes with you when you leave."

Toru Amuro was startled for a moment, then quickly waved his hand, "I don't need those, I don't need them either."

"Hey~ How do you know you can't use it? What if you want to wear it in the future?"

Later, Qin Zhibo gave a sincere education: "A great man once said that the greatest and most permanent art is a man pretending to be a woman."

“Women’s clothing only happens zero times, and countless times.”

Hearing the word "zero", Toru Amuro's pupils trembled slightly.

Seeing that he refused, Toru Amuro could only open the trunk and take out the women's clothes he wore today.

"See you tomorrow, teacher."

The two parted, and Toru Amuro put on a harmless smile and watched the Mustang convertible drive away.

Then, he stopped smiling, turned around and ducked into the alley, while taking out the phone in his arms.

"Feng Jian, a prisoner from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department died in the interrogation room today. I want you to transfer the surveillance footage from the scene to my computer."

After hanging up the phone, Toru Amuro started walking home.

Amuro Toru lived in a relatively remote place. After turning left and right in the alley, she came to a single apartment building.

As a Japanese public security and organization cadre with a special mission, he has to move his address every month, and this place is only a temporary residence.

As soon as I open the door and go home, it’s time to prepare dinner.

Take out the ingredients you prepared in the morning from the refrigerator and start cooking.

Today’s dinner is braised tamagoyaki tofu, wine-flavored steak, miso soup + rice.

Among them, the bourguignon steak was learned from the French chef in the Overlook restaurant when I had dinner with Belmode last night.

It's just that Toru Amuro's Japanese stomach prefers Japanese wine, so he chose to use Japanese wine as the fuel for the wine flame.

Perhaps it is a psychological effect. After the Japanese sake is lit, the flame seems to be lighter, and the light blue flame tail is very pleasing.

Soon, dinner was cooked, and two plates of exquisite side dishes were placed on the table, along with Amuro's secret seasoning soup and a bowl of white rice.

After the meal was served, Toru Amuro opened the laptop with one hand and found a new email in his computer mailbox.

Click on it and there is a video inside.

"Well--"

"Well--"

"Mr. Deposit! Mr. Deposit!"

Sounds kept coming from the video. Toru Amuro was holding his rice bowl and staring at the picture on the video carefully.

But until the end of the video, Toru Amuro didn't see anything wrong.

Toru Amuro adjusted the progress bar back to the beginning and read it again.

The progress bar continues to move forward, and there are still repeated images and sounds.

But this time, Toru Amuro, who was paying close attention, saw a strange change in the picture.

This change was so fleeting that Toru Amuro didn't even react and press the pause button.

He quickly put down his job, paused the scene, and then adjusted forward frame by frame.

In the frame-by-frame situation, there is almost no visible change in the position of the characters on the screen.

But at the moment of a certain frame, a faint shadow passed over Yoshio Jin.

This afterimage is tiny, almost transparent, its outline is blurry and of varying shades.

"This is."

Tohru Amuro wanted to enlarge the picture and adjust it to high definition to observe this afterimage, but due to technical problems, he was unable to do so.

If you are an ordinary person, you may think that a small flying insect just passed in front of the camera, leaving this subtle afterimage.

But the problem is that when this almost invisible afterimage passed over Ding Jin Yoshio's body, Ding Jin Yoshio's body reacted abnormally.

The time before and after does not exceed 2 seconds.

Toru Amuro's eyes widened, looking at the afterimage on the computer screen, feeling incredible.

What exactly is this?

Did it kill Yoshio Deposit in front of the police?

If it had been in the past, Toru Amuro would have thought without hesitation that this was just a mistake by the surveillance camera, which captured the wrong picture.

But after experiencing the incident involving the twin skyscrapers in Nishitama City, Toru Amuro no longer thinks so easily.

I once witnessed with my own eyes that a strange mist appeared out of nowhere on an originally empty Japanese painting, and then condensed into a huge reptile that surpassed all living things on earth.

Some real things may not be detectable with the naked eye, but it cannot be said that they do not exist.

Electromagnetic waves, infrared rays, gravity.

Toru Amuro turned his attention to Miwako Sato, who was sitting opposite Yoshio Jin. She was the person closest to Yoshio Jin Jin at the time of the incident.

Can she see this afterimage?

…

Zhibo Detective Agency.

Qin Zhibo dragged his tired body and lay on the boss's chair, breathing a heavy sigh of relief.

Today's side tasks don't have many rewards, but they are quite troublesome. In addition, they include cleaning, moving things, and shopping in the mall during the day.

At the end of the day, I feel like my body is hollowed out.

In previous cases, Qin Zhibo acquired the skill of Arts and Crafts (Culinary Skills).

So I will add a kitchen upstairs later and eat less junk food in the future.

But before that, Qin Zhibo could only continue to eat takeout.

Taking out some ordering business cards collected from nearby restaurants from the drawer, Qin Zhibo chose a business card from a Chinese restaurant.

"A large plate of dumplings, a medium portion of spring rolls, and a large glass of mango juice. Deliver them to the second floor of Zhibo Detective Agency as soon as possible."

"I'm hungry, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Zhibo, who was so hungry that his heart was pressed against his back, turned on his computer and entered "curse of the dead" in the search bar according to the clues left by Deposit Fangxiong before his death.

Enter.

The search ranking mechanism of IE browser gives priority to the website with the most clicks.

Qin Zhibo clicked on the first website, which was a community discussion website.

The website page is no different from an ordinary community discussion, but the content of the discussion is basically the "Curse of the Dead" website.

[Mamiko Hashimoto: Excuse me, is the "curse of the dead" true? 】

[Lucas: Is he a newcomer? 】

[myu6U: Welcome newcomers! 】

【〇Nana〇も: Who knows, but it sounds great! 】

[Lucas: "The Curse of the Dead" is the most popular urban legend in Tokyo nowadays. As long as you open a website called "The Curse of the Dead" at midnight and fill in your name and appeal on the website, your long-cherished wish will be fulfilled]

[Lucas: Of course your request must be related to death, otherwise it cannot be realized]

[Lucas: It’s the “Curse of the Dead” after all. Laughing emoji~]

[Millennium RICH: What a pity, my only wish is to become rich]

[Mamiko Hashimoto: Well, are there any successful cases? 】

[Millennium's RICH: Even if you think about it, it's impossible. Otherwise, if everyone leaves messages on the website, wouldn't the police be busy? 】

[Lucas: If you believe it, you have it, if you don’t believe it, you don’t have it. Why not give it a try? 】

[Mamiko Hashimoto: But if you leave your name, your real name will be found, right? 】

[〇Nana〇も: Why don’t you leave a false name if you don’t want to reveal your identity? Anyway, that’s what I did]

[Mamiko Hashimoto: Did you succeed? 】

[〇Nana〇も: emmm, I’m still waiting for God-sama to reply to me]

[Mamiko Hashimoto: God, sir? 】

[〇Nana〇も: mm, whoever you want to die must die, isn’t it Lord God? 】

[Mamiko Hashimoto: mm? 】

[〇Nana〇も: Stop pretending, I know you are a girl, I can tell from your nickname]

[〇Nana〇も: Have you been bullied and want revenge? 】

[Mamiko Hashimoto:...]

[Lucas: Want to try it? Then open that website at midnight.】

——

The discussion came to an end, and Qin Zhibo used the pseudonym "Mamiko Hashimoto" to get some information.

Different from Matsumoto Ryohei’s zombie ghoul website “Ghosha”, this website is very active. Even at night, there are people waiting to answer questions on their computers.

Most people seem to be just passers-by who enter the trap with a playful attitude, such as that "Nana".

Only this person named "Lucas" has been urging newcomers to try "Curse of the Dead", similar to moderators.

Generally speaking, "Lucas" is either one of the operators behind the "Curse of the Dead" or someone who has benefited from the "Curse of the Dead".

As for the specific benefits, Qin Zhibo doesn't know.

But judging from the deposit Yoshio during the day, this "curse of the dead" seems to be something.

The person who ran the "Curse of the Dead" knew who Yoshio's enemy was and ordered him to make a voodoo doll.

Voodoo doll

When it comes to this kind of metaphysics, the first thing Qin Zhibo thinks of is the old metaphysician Koizumi Hongzi.