The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

Seeing that there were no interesting toys in Minase Youmeng's house, the three little ones felt bored and happily put on their shoes and walked to the door.

"Goodbye, Sister Minase."

"goodbye."

The three little ones waved goodbye, and Conan also said "goodbye".

What's even more rare is that Haiyuan Ai, who always talks little, also said goodbye, but it wasn't goodbye, but "I wish you good luck."

This made Conan a little surprised, and he looked at Haibara Ai with incredible eyes.

"Is there something on my face?" Hui Yuan Ai asked sideways.

Conan shook his head, "No, I just feel like you care about helping me this time."

Based on Conan's understanding of Haibara Ai, most of the time he acted indifferently and had nothing to do with him. Even if he was helping, he would just stand behind and give some occasional advice.

This time, Hui Yuan Ai took matters into his own hands and helped inquire with the neighbors along with the three little ones, which was extremely rare.

"I just happen to be in a good mood today. Is there any problem?"

There was a hint of displeasure in Haihara Ai's tone, and Conan, who didn't understand what a tsundere was, wisely stopped talking about this topic.

In fact, the reason why Haibara Ai is more caring is because he sees his own shadow in Minase Yomeng.

Being unaccompanied and without support were common synonyms for them before.

Although in the black organization, there were specially assigned bodyguards before, they were actually surveillance personnel and could not be relied upon.

The only support is her sister, but their meeting is also greatly restricted.

Mostly, by myself.

Especially after betraying the organization, walking in the rain with the body of a child, not knowing where the road ahead is.

Losing everything you were once familiar with and the only thing you were familiar with is a helpless feeling similar to losing your memory. Haibara Ai can fully understand that feeling.

Comparing his feelings with his own, Haibara Ai also wanted to help Minase Youmeng, who was similar to his original self.

It was precisely because he understood the difficulty of this situation that Haihara Ai finally said "I wish you good luck."

This is the consolation of one down-and-out person to another down-and-out person.

Several people walked out of the apartment just as the sun was setting. Unknowingly, an afternoon had passed.

Qin Zhibo looked back at Jiudaomen Apartment for the last time and left with the young detective team.

Night falls.

Jiudaomen Apartment, Room 504.

In the quiet and empty room, Minase Youmeng hugged his knees with his hands, sitting quietly on the wooden floor, his head lowered in despair.

Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her eyes were downcast, and she looked frustrated like a little girl who had just confessed and been rejected.

I don't know how long this state lasted, but finally a voice broke the silence in the room.

Gu——

Gulu——

This somewhat indecent sound reminds the brain that it is time for the body to take in energy.

Minase Youmeng stood up slowly, flattened her legs to relax her muscles, then stood up and staggered towards the refrigerator.

When I opened the refrigerator door, the sensor light inside lit up, which seemed a bit dazzling in the dark room.

On the wide shelf, there was only one bento placed diagonally on it.

She reached out and took out the bento, ignoring the expiration date on it, and put it directly on the dining table.

He tore open the package, took a pair of chopsticks from the cupboard, and picked up a mouthful of rice.

"Forehead"

The rice had a sour taste, was cold, and was soggy. It was much tastier than rice balls from convenience stores.

In comparison, the simple meal we had for lunch turned out to be a delicacy in the world.

In the living room, Minase Yomeng was sitting on a wooden chair, looking down at the rice that was hard to swallow, and his vision gradually blurred.

"Eh?"

She was surprised and raised her hand to touch the corner of her eye, which was stained with some hot and moist liquid.

"Eh?"

At this moment, the doorbell suddenly sounded from the entrance.

Ding--

Minase Youmeng immediately raised his head, his brain reacted for two seconds, and then a surprised expression appeared on his face.

She quickly ran over to open the door, as happy as a child about to get a gift, and shouted at the same time.

"I knew it."

As soon as the door opened, Minase Youmu's words stopped abruptly.

Outside the door were two faces that I had just remembered but were not familiar with in the afternoon.

"Yang Meng! We are here!"

"Congratulations to you! Yang Meng!"

There was a couple standing at the door. They were the neighbors who lived in Room 502 across the door.

The couple was smiling with wrinkles on their faces, holding a big cake with four hands with great enthusiasm.

Minase Youmeng looked at the two of them in surprise, shaking his head repeatedly, "But... is today my birthday?"

The middle-aged woman among them moved her body towards the door frame and said, "Hey~ Who said you have to have a birthday to eat cake?"

"We are here to celebrate your return. Let's get together and be happy~"

While Minase Yomu stood there blankly, not knowing how to respond, the middle-aged woman handed all the cakes in her hand to her husband and pushed Minase Yomu into the living room.

Seeing the cold bento on the table, the middle-aged woman immediately looked distressed.

"Oh! Why is this girl still eating a cold lunch~"

"Throw it away quickly. Eating this will cause diarrhea and is not good for your health."

The middle-aged woman rushed forward, threw Minase Yumeng's bento with chopsticks into the trash can, and then directed her husband to put the big cake on the table.

Minase Yomeng stared blankly at the dreamlike strawberry cake on the table. Compared with the cold bento just now, it seemed like the sky was in the sky and the earth was in the earth.

The couple busily arranged various plastic knives, forks, and paper plates, as religiously as two old slaves.

Minase Youmeng looked at the two of them at a loss and said, "But I don't know your names yet."

The middle-aged woman raised her head and said with a smile, "Just call me Aunt Lin."

"Aunt Lin" Minase Yangmeng nodded, "Then"

Aunt Lin glanced at her husband who was busy next to her, "You can call him whatever you want. He doesn't choose to call him. Just call him Lao Wang."

Minase Yomeng nodded with some understanding and repeated: "Old Wang."

When Lao Wang heard this, he was about to retort when he was shot back by Aunt Lin's look.

"By the way, Yang Meng, why don't you take a shower first?"

"I see you are a little dirty too. When you finish washing, you will come out and eat cake together."

Minase Youmu looked down at herself. Although she was quite clean, her clothes were indeed a little dirty.

Aunt Lin raised her head and narrowed her eyes. She was already standing at the door of the bathroom. She smiled and extended her hand to greet you, "Come on, I'll put hot water for you."

At Aunt Lin's kind invitation, Minase Youmeng sat in the bathtub and let the warm water flow through her body.

Facing these enthusiastic neighbors, her brain was always a little uncomfortable, but the current state was very comfortable.

At least it's better than the heartless detective who left himself here to eat a cold lunch.

snort--

Under the cleansing of these warm liquids, Minase Youmeng quickly recovered and looked at his body while standing in front of the mirror filled with mist.

She is indeed a beautiful girl~

Aunt Lin had already taken away the school uniform and said she would take it back to her home to be washed in the washing machine.

However, bath towels and bathrobes are already prepared, and they are just the right size for me.

After drying his body, Minase Youmu put on a bath towel and tied the buttons one by one. Biaji-biaji stepped on his slippers and unlocked the bathroom door.

Click——

As the bathroom door opened, Minase Youmeng was surprised to find that the light in the living room had gone out at some point.

"Um?"

"Aunt Lin? Aunt Lin"

After calling twice to no avail, Minase Yomeng turned to calling another person's name.

"Old Wang."

However, there was still no response in the room.

Minase Yomeng froze on the spot, his eyes could not adapt to the darkness for a short time, and he was not familiar with the scene layout here. He could only touch the wall with both hands, and walked forward blankly like a blind man.

Suddenly, the fresh toes touched something soft.

Her pupils trembled, and she quickly squatted down and groped for the obstruction in front of her feet.

This touch didn't matter, a terrible fact came to Minase Yomeng's mind.

This is a human body!

As his eyes adapted to the darkness, Minase Youmeng lowered his head and looked at the person lying on the floor. It turned out to be Aunt Lin.

"Aunt Lin!"

In desperation, she quickly stretched out her hand to help him up, but accidentally touched some cold liquid on the floor.

Minase Youmeng raised his hand and tried to bring the liquid on it to his eyes to observe clearly.

Black, with a smell of blood and iron.

is blood!

"ah--!"

In an instant, Minase Harumu screamed and fell to the ground in fright.

While the field of view is wide, another human body is lying on the floor not far away like a floating island on the sea. Judging from the size, it is "Lao Wangba".

Minase Youmeng had never experienced anything like this before. At this moment, she was extremely frightened, and her body was shaking under her bathrobe.

The neighbor who was so enthusiastic in front of him a second ago turned into a cold corpse so quickly.

And it happened while I was taking a shower!

The murder scene happened only one door away from me!

"You've finally finished washing."

"We've been waiting for you for a long time."

The voices of a man and a woman sounded in a certain direction. Minase Harumu looked in the direction of the sound as if in response, and saw two black figures standing on the left and right of the entrance.

"W-Who are you?"

Minase Yangmeng asked the other party's identity tremblingly.

"Hmph--" the woman among them snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "It's only their fault that they appeared in your room."

"I had to get rid of these two people in order to clean up the 'pest' in the apartment."

"As for you, my unlucky little sister, go to hell and complain!"

Pests?

Minase Youmeng's brain recalled that it seemed that during the day, Conan said that a couple in the apartment were about to go out and said something like "Why don't you deal with the aftermath well and kill her?"

Later, the police questioned the two men, who said they were dealing with pests in the apartment.

Could it be.

While Minase Harumu was in shock, the taller figure at the entrance had already rushed towards Minase Haruumu who was lying on the ground, with what seemed to be a shining steel knife in his hand.

"ah--"

The defenseless girl in a bathrobe, facing the vicious and brutal gangster, all she could do was scream.

Calling also counts as time.

When the girl screamed in fear, the steel knife in the girl's pupils was quickly approaching. The girl's heart palpitated to the extreme. The emotions of fear, uneasiness, and indignation were about to be released along with something inside her.

At this critical moment, the glass on the other side of the living room suddenly shattered.

Snapped--

A figure turned over and jumped into the living room. At the same time, a pocket pistol in his hand shot towards the criminal's body.

There was almost no sound, but three bullets ejected from the muzzle of the gun at the same time and entered the criminal's body.

But the gangster did not fall down after being shot. He just stood stiffly on the spot, unable to drop the steel knife he raised, as if he had been hit by the time-stopping technique.

The girl looked at the sudden change of scene in front of her in surprise. Before her brain had time to react, her light body was already pulled into the arms by the black shadow, and she turned around and jumped from the window.

This set of movements is smooth and smooth, like a knight traveling through the night.

On the outside of the building, one black and one white, a figure is hugging another figure, sliding downstairs along the hook of the [Flying Claw],

Soon, the two of them landed, but Minase Harumu's slippers had no idea where to fly, so they could only continue to maintain the status quo, being held by someone's side like a roll of blankets.

Minase Youmeng's brain calmed down, and when he looked up, he realized it was a familiar face.

"Uncle!"

"Yo~"

Qin Zhibo responded simply, holding Minase Youmeng's slender waist with one arm, and quickly got into the invisible blind spot of the apartment building.

"call--"

Qin Zhibo paused to calm down the violent heartbeat caused by extreme exercise and the injured abdomen.

"Uncle? Why are you back?" Minase Yang dreamed of asking, but Qin Zhibo simply shook his head.

"We'll talk later."

After breathing a little more evenly, Qin Zhibo immediately continued running in a certain direction with Minase Youmeng.

After passing through more than a dozen winding alleys in one go, Qin Zhibo's movement slowed down slightly.

Minase Yomeng was still hugged by one of Qin Zhibo's arms, and was in a situation like an object without human rights.

If this scene were seen by passers-by, with an old man in black holding a girl in a bathrobe, they would definitely think it was a human trafficker.

But now it's dark night in Miwa Town, a world that only belongs to "Blackie". Passers-by without any special skills don't dare to go out on the streets randomly.

"Uncle, what on earth is going on?" The girl's body slumped weakly, and her tone became dull because of this, "Why are you back again?"

Qin Zhibo looked around and then explained, "Actually, I have been staying in the apartment building and have not left."

Minase Yangmeng's eyes widened in shock, "You didn't leave Aunt Lin and Lao Wang, did you?"

The tragic death of the poor warm-hearted neighbors, the cold touch and the smell of blood, reappeared in Minase Youmeng's mind at this moment.

Thinking of this, the girl's pupils couldn't stop trembling.

But just as the girl was reminiscing about her fear and uneasiness, Qin Zhibo replied coldly.

"Don't think about it, they are in the same group."

Jiudaomen Apartment, Room 504.

The female gangster at the entrance came to her senses and quickly ran towards the male gangster holding a steel knife.

"Hey! Island man!"

"What’s wrong with you?"

As the female gangster shouted, the male gangster's pupils trembled, and then he came back to his senses.

"I just ran away and suddenly I remembered that the gas at home seemed to be turned off."

The female gangster stared and asked in a high-pitched voice, "What? What are you doing!"

At this time, the two "corpses" lying on the ground straightened up without warning, and Aunt Lin's voice, which had disappeared for a long time, appeared again.

"The plan appears to have failed"

"Who is the person who took away 'my lord'?"