The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

Conan's call instantly enlivened the dull room.

"What's wrong? Conan!"

"I know the location of the treasure, come with me!"

Conan did not explain in detail here, but the three little ones also have a character that does not seek explanations, as long as they can find the treasure.

"Yeah! Great!"

The young detective team set off immediately. Mitsuhiko and Genta rushed out of the room first, followed by Ayumi, and Haibara Ai at the back took Yuriko Matsunaka's hand and ran together.

On the seat next to the dining table, Mr. Clock waited for everyone from the Young Detective Team to run out before Mr. Clock stood up sluggishly and ran out of the room.

…

Passing through the courtyard, Conan led everyone to the Oriental Angel next to the East Pavilion.

A ladder leads straight to the top of the lighthouse where the Angel of the East is, as if it was designed just for this moment.

Conan jumped up and climbed up the ladder toward the top of the lighthouse, which was dozens of meters high.

The higher you climb, the higher the surrounding temperature becomes, and the cool breeze flows into your sleeves.

But Conan, who was indomitable to move forward, focused his eyes on the top of the tower and didn't care at all how high he had climbed.

On the ground under the tower, the three little ones looked up at Conan climbing. Only Hui Yuan Ai stood behind Mr. Clock with his arms folded, wary of his every move.

However, Mr. Clock did not take any action at this time. Like everyone else, he just looked up quietly.

A few minutes later, Conan climbed to the top of the lighthouse.

In the searchlight lampshade that kept shaking his head, he found a sunken space, which happened to be the shape of black crystal.

Sure enough...

Conan smiled confidently, decisively took out the black crystal from his pocket and stuffed it into the empty space. The two fit perfectly and matched perfectly.

In an instant, the huge circle of light cast by the searchlight on the ground revealed a cone-shaped shape similar to a horn.

The aperture continued to move along with the searchlight's preset rotation trajectory, and soon illuminated the Angel of the North in the distance.

At this time, the beam of light from the searchlight reflected the silhouette of the northern angel on the hill opposite like a projection.

Coupled with the outline of the black crystal, it is projected just in front of the mouth of the northern angel, jointly creating the shadow image of "angels descending from the sky, blowing the trumpet".

Conan saw the right moment, quickly opened the cover under the searchlight, inserted the ball pen he carried with him between the gears, and stopped the searchlight from continuing to rotate.

"Hey! Over there!"

Conan stretched his head between the railings, seemingly giving directions to the young detective team downstairs.

"An angel has descended over the forest!"

Mitsuhiko standing below shouted: "Is it true?"

Conan made a loudspeaker gesture and explained: "It's a shadow! The shadow of an angel blowing his trumpet!"

"The location indicated by the shadow of the horn is where the treasure is!"

"It's on the hill opposite! The treasure is right there!"

Conan specially emphasized the word "treasure", mainly for Mr. Clock.

If it is an heir who covets the treasure wholeheartedly, he will definitely run over immediately when he hears the location of the treasure.

And the fact is just as Conan expected.

The Young Detective Team and others were still shouting below, asking Conan to climb down from the lighthouse, and then go to the location of the treasure together.

Mr. Clock paused for a moment, as if he had received some instruction, and suddenly turned around and ran in the direction of the treasure.

Conan on the top of the lighthouse looked at Mr. Clock running away with a slight smile on his lips.

Sure enough, I was fooled.

Just as he thought, Mr. Clock couldn't stand the test of treasure at all. What he was going to do now was beyond the scope of his responsibilities as an executor.

There are less than 24 hours left. Once the treasure is found, all the treasure will be inherited by Matsunaka Yuriko.

So Conan has already guessed what Mr. Clock will do next.

He would first run over to confirm whether the treasure was really there. Once the confirmation was complete, it was time to reveal his dirty true face.

But Conan also has a countermeasure in mind.

There is an anesthetic needle in his watch, which can hit the target 100% as long as Mr. Clock cannot catch any hostages.

All he had to do now was to run over slowly and give Mr. Clock an anesthesia injection when he showed his ugly face in front of the treasure, and everything would be over.

This is called the mantis stalking the cicada, with the oriole behind.

Conan thought his plan was perfect.

…

Conan slowly walked down the ladder from the lighthouse, and the young detective team on the ground couldn't wait.

"Conan, let's go find the treasure quickly!"

"Yes, Mr. Clock has gone, he must have gone to steal Yuriko's treasure!"

The three little ones fully demonstrated what "the emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is in a hurry". Even the owner of the treasure was not in a hurry, but they were extremely worried.

Conan smiled and comforted everyone, "Don't worry, the treasure won't escape, and he can't escape either."

Conan was not worried that Mr. Clock would get ahead of everyone and move the treasure away in one go.

Because considering that Gozo Isekawa was once a stock investor, he understands what is the most stable and value-preserving property in the world.

Currency, stocks, real estate... After experiencing the economic bubble era, these are not the properties that Isekawa Gozo chose to leave to future generations.

The so-called treasure should refer to gold.

This kind of precious metal cannot be transported away in a short time by Mr. Clock alone.

But even so, the three little ones couldn't bear their temper and took the lead in running fiercely towards the location of the treasure.

Seeing this, Conan could only follow.

…

Soon, the young detective team and others ran to the hill reflected by the angel's shadow.

But looking around, there was no Mr. Clock around.

Conan was a little dumbfounded.

what happened? Didn't he come here to confirm the treasure?

The oriole is here, the cicada is here, but the mantis is gone?

Before Conan could figure out the situation, the three little ones had already moved excitedly.

They ran to a charcoal-burning hut on the hill, found two pickaxes, and dug down toward the location of the horn's shadow.

With the temptation of treasure, Mitsuhiko and Genta's physical strength multiplied by 10, and they kept swinging their pickaxes.

Suddenly, the ground trembled, and a crack appeared on the bare ground.

"Be careful! Get away quickly!"

Conan warned, and several people stepped back.

There are more and more cracks on the ground, spreading rapidly like a spider web. With a loud rumble, the cracked ground formed a huge collapse.

And in the collapse filled with piles of soil, a tunnel leading to darkness can be clearly seen.

Mitsuhiko ran to the tunnel door and let out a pitiful cry: "It's a maze again~"

It's not a maze this time.

Conan frowned and looked at the tunnel below, knowing that this must be the final location of the treasure.

But why didn't Mr. Clock come over in person?

While Conan was wondering and thinking, while the others were going down to explore the tunnel, a voice suddenly appeared from behind them.

"Ha ha!"

"Finally someone found the treasure!"

Conan and the others suddenly looked back.

I saw a black shadow slowly coming out between the trees in the forest.

The person who came was not Mr. Clock, but a middle-aged man wearing brown trousers and a blue shirt. He looked plain and looked like an ordinary passerby.

But this uncle was holding a revolver in his hand, which looked anything but ordinary.

There is someone else here!

Conan's expression changed when he realized this, and his body subconsciously protected Haiyuan Ai next to him.

The middle-aged man walked from the hidden woods to the young detective team with a pistol in hand, a twisted smile on his face.

"Thanks to you, I finally found the treasures left by that stubborn old man... Now they all belong to me!"

Before Conan could reply, Genta and Mitsuhiko jumped out from behind.

"These are Yuriko's treasures!"

"Yes! Don't try to snatch it away, you grown-up!"

"You fart!" The man seemed to be stimulated and suddenly shouted: "These treasures belong to me!"

"I am the grandson of Isekawa Gozo! I am the heir in the will!"

The middle-aged man's words made all the children look stunned, especially Conan.

The middle-aged man's chatterbox seemed to have opened up, and he explained in a recalling tone: "Since the death of his first wife, Isekawa Gozo has been obsessed with the past. Even the four angel statues here are based on the first wife's. Made of my wife’s face.”

"However, in the eyes of my mother and several uncles, he was a man who was indifferent to future generations, so after reaching adulthood, everyone left here one after another."

"Although my uncle and my mother would come back to see him occasionally, they usually ended up having a big fight and breaking up."

"Three years ago, my mother was seriously ill and needed money for surgery. I found him, but he wouldn't lend her a penny!"

"If I hadn't suddenly heard that this old guy died last year, I wouldn't have wanted to apply to go back to Gunma County to become a police officer!"

"He owes me all these treasures!"

The middle-aged man told Conan and others about his experience, which made Conan and others look shocked.

This person's identity is actually a police officer!

Could it be that he called the police last night, which surprised him in the police station and knew that someone was solving the mystery.

No wonder the police I called never came!

It turns out that the problem lies here!

After explaining his past, the middle-aged man pointed his gun at everyone again and asked: "Are there descendants of Isekawa Gozo among you?"

"Who is it? Come forward and let me see."

Genta and Mitsuhiko subconsciously protected the scared Matsunaka Yuriko, but instead pointed out the target for the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at the little girl with twin tails and guessed: "You should be the granddaughter of an uncle, right? In terms of seniority, you should also call me uncle."

"It's a pity that you and I have no grievances, but for the sake of the treasure inside, I can only deal with everyone who knows about it."

"The blame lies with that damn Songzhong. He clearly stated that hiring detectives is not allowed in the rules of the will, but he alone asked you to hire the famous detective Qin Zhibo to help."

"Tell me, where is the detective now?"

"Have you already gone in there to look for treasure?"

The middle-aged man's words made Conan confused, and he had no idea what he was talking about.

Where does it come from, Songzhong, isn't the executor a clock?

Where else did Qin Zhibo come from? Isn't it the Young Detective Corps that was entrusted?

Just when Conan realized that things were not simple, a figure quietly approached the middle-aged man from behind.

Before anyone could react, a sinister and vicious kick came from between the legs and was thrust into the middle-aged man's crotch.

"Ouch~~"

A scream pierced the night sky.

The extremely severe pain caused the nerves in the middle-aged man's legs to tighten, the flesh on his face to twist together in pain, and his body slowly fell to the ground.

The situation reversed instantly. Everyone in the Young Detective Team took a closer look and saw that the person coming was none other than Qin Zhibo.

"Uncle Qin!"

Everyone's faces showed expressions of joy, and their hearts felt full of security.

Qin Zhibo stepped forward, kicked the police revolver away from the middle-aged man's hand, and then carefully recognized the middle-aged man's face.

His name is Nakajima Ichigo, and he is a policeman by profession.

Qin Zhibo had some impressions of this person.

When I asked for directions at the Gunma Prefecture Police Station yesterday, it was the policeman standing guard at the door who told me the way to the Angel House.

Coincidentally, this person happened to be related to the Angel Hall, so he misunderstood the purpose of his visit.

He must have challenged the heir to a puzzle before, and happened to meet a famous detective asking for the way to the Angel's Pavilion. Naturally, he guessed that the heir behind the will used cheating methods and hired a famous detective to solve the puzzle.

"Uncle Qin! Why are you here?"

The young detective team also ran over at this time, and Conan, the leader, asked Qin Zhibo.

Just as Qin Zhibo was about to fool him with a riddle, a black shadow suddenly passed through the angel's shadow projected on the ground, and the "angel's horn" disappeared.

"The horn is gone!" Mitsuhiko shouted.

Conan quickly turned his head to look in the direction of the East Tower Lighthouse, but the distance was too far and the glare of the spotlight made it difficult to see what was happening there.

But the shadows on the ground revealed everything.

A figure jumped off the lighthouse, and then a pair of wing-shaped wings spread out behind the figure and flew towards the sky.

Conan noticed the astonishing changes in the shadows on the ground, his mouth opened wide in shock, and his eyes widened.

What's this!

Wings sprouted from people’s backs!

Looking at all the people here, only Mr. Clock is not here. Could it be...

Qin Zhibo also looked at the shadow on the ground, and then looked up at the sky. The owner of the figure was flying quickly away from this place of right and wrong in the night sky.

It worked.

In order to make the plan foolproof, Qin Zhibo quietly watched Mr. Clock return to the lighthouse.

In fact, when Conan revealed the location of the treasure and wanted to take Mr. Clock away, it just ran forward for a while and hid in the woods.

After Conan and others ran over, Mr. Clock returned to the lighthouse and took away the fragments.

Its purpose was achieved.

And his goal was achieved.

…

Conan was very puzzled and wanted to chase after him, but Qin Zhibo reached out and grabbed Conan's shoulder.

"It's useless, he has already flown away."

he?

Conan's face was startled, and he suddenly realized something in his expression, "Could it be..."

"Not bad." Qin Zhibo nodded righteously.

"The purpose of my coming here is to track down the magic thief wandering in the night..."

At the same time, Kuroba Kaito, who was sitting in front of his computer at home and concentrating on studying his next theft target, suddenly felt itchy on the tip of his nose.

"Ah sneeze——!"

"Um?"

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