The unscientific detective in Conan

Takagi scratched his head, wondering what he had done wrong to cause the female leader to suppress him in the workplace.

He couldn't help but look at Mao Lilan and Conan: "But since there is a possibility of encountering a kidnapper, isn't it a bit too dangerous to let the children follow?"

"Where do you come from with so many words?"

Sato Miwako looked intently at Takagi, who looked confused, and was speechless for a while before replying.

Takagi: "..."

Obviously I’ve memorized all the blame!

Why do you still let me stay at the scene where I can't get any credit?

Takagi looked a little aggrieved.

Miwako Sato raised her forehead slightly when she saw this.

She felt that Takagi was really a bit inhumane.

Is it difficult to detect my operation of driving away the others and leaving only a man and a woman at the scene?

This is already obvious, right?

Alas... As expected of Takagi.

Sato Miwako sighed secretly in her heart, but did not continue to say anything.

What else could she say?

It's just a matter of telling the two of them that they were brought together!

On second thought, she led everyone away, leaving only Aya Emoto and Takagi guarding the empty room.

In the room, the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Aya Emoto smiled coquettishly at Takagi:

"Mr. Officer, would you like a soda?"

…………

Under the leadership of Emoto Masashi, everyone went to the home of his friend who was suspected of kidnapping.

The first person to visit was Liu Tian Zhuoer.

Rokuda Takuer's life is not very ideal, as it is easy to see from the dilapidated Rokudajian apartment she lives in.

The person who opened the door was a man wearing a red sportswear and his hair was fixed with a headband. From the appearance, you can tell at a glance that he is a dead man.

He opened the door, looked around at everyone, and immediately revealed his dead eyes and asked with a tired look: "Hey, General, why did you come to me so late, and why did you bring so many people with you..."

"Sorry sorry!"

Emoto Masashi smiled and introduced to him: "I just came back from the fraternity. Didn't I tell you about this before?"

"As soon as they heard that you knew music, they insisted that I bring them over to find you..."

"Why are you looking for me?"

Liutian Zhuoer looked at everyone with a puzzled face.

Sato Miwako was the first to take over the conversation: "It's like this, we are starting a band now, but we don't have any inspiration yet. I heard that you are a composer, so I asked Shitai to bring us over!"

As she said that, she tugged at Fujino next to her, as if she was an old friend of the same age who had been with him for a long time: "By the way, he is my partner. The two of us play rock music, and the girl is a relative of his family, and she is a bass player. hand."

"Uh-huh!"

Xiaolan nodded seriously, her young and beautiful face full of yearning for the path of music and art.

"You play rock and roll..."

Rokuda Zhuoer touched his chin and glanced at Sato, feeling that he didn't look like a rock player.

Then he glanced at Fujino who was being pulled over.

Well, it works this time.

At this time, Fujino had already put on a long-haired wig, and half of his hair covered half of his face, making it impossible to see his specific appearance.

It fits the characteristics of playing rock and roll.

Conan was looking at Rokuda Zhuoer at this time, and suddenly opened his mouth to get back to the topic, looking a little impatient: "Hey, big brother, let us listen to your music, okay?"

"Who is this child?"

"This is Conan!"

"Your child?"

Liutian Zhuoer looked suspiciously. After all, there were people attending the sorority party and bringing their children with them.

Also, if it’s a son, what sorority will he go to after getting married?

This question is very tricky.

Miwako Sato asked, and she was stunned for a while.

Fujino was the first to recover, punched Conan on the head with his fist, turned twice and explained: "This is my neighbor's child. They accidentally left him behind when they were traveling. So let me take care of it for the time being.”

The emotions of reluctance, annoyance, but having to do so are vividly displayed.

"Ah, by the way, what bands do you like? Is there any song you particularly like to listen to?"

After learning that the other party was in a band, Liu Tian Zhuoer's attitude improved a lot, and he started asking questions smoothly.

Rather than asking, is it more of a test?

Fujino vaguely felt that something was wrong with this person.

It seems that there is some doubt about the identity of himself and several others.

After thinking for a while, he said: "I prefer Queen, their song Bohemian Rhapsody."

"Bohemian Rhapsody!"

"That song is really good. Although I didn't recognize it when I heard it when I was a child, I still remember it many years ago!"

"Yeah, the characteristics of that song are indeed very obvious."

As soon as she talked about music, Liu Tian Zhuoer let down her guard, started to talk freely, and enthusiastically played the song to everyone.

It was pure music, and it didn't sound very good.

The combination of music is not coordinated, and at the same time it is too messy, and it feels like it is overshadowing the guest.

After entering the room, Sato Miwako, Conan and Xiaolan glanced around like cats catching thief.

Fujino was quite helpless at this behavior of not acting.

He could only try his best to attract Liu Tian Zhuoer's attention.

As we chatted, we talked about Bohemian Rhapsody just now, and then in order to prove that he was indeed a lead singer, Fujino sang it again:

"Is all this reality or an illusion..."

"Trapped in the collapsed cage of reality..."

"Mom, I just killed a man, put a pistol to his head, and pulled the trigger...

Mom, my life has just begun, but I am about to leave my hometown..."

"Si Guoyi!"

After hearing this, Rokuda Takuer looked at Fujino with eyes that suddenly became respectful: "Speaking of which, I don't know the name of your band yet!"

"Um?"

Miwako Sato, who was the planner of the disguised identity, of course did not expect that the other party would ask about the name of the band, so she was stunned.

Fujino, on the other hand, triggered the passive at zero frame and started to fool directly: "Our band hasn't picked a name yet, after all, we have just formed..."

"My current idea is Second hand rose, which is the second hand rose. The rose is the rose, and its English name is Second hand rose. The lead singer, guitar and bass player are both present, and I am the lead singer."

"I see, what's the theme of the new song?"

"The theme is destiny. I want to create a folk-type rock song, just like Queen, breaking through new rock styles..."

"It would be great if my music could be adopted by you."

Rokuda Takuer's eyes are full of hope that she will become a professional composer for a famous band in the future.

Emoto Masashi didn't know much about music.

He walked around the house twice, walked to the electronic piano, looked at the postcard lottery tickets on it, and couldn't help complaining: "But what on earth are you doing? You bought so many lottery tickets."

"Speaking of which, didn't I also buy it for you?"

Liutian Zhuoer turned around at this time, as if he suddenly remembered something, and then mentioned it intentionally or unintentionally: "It's the batch at the end of the year, you should take a good look to see if you have won..."

"Okay, okay, I will redeem the prize properly."

Emoto Shoshi put his hands in his pockets and responded impatiently.

As he said that, he turned around and gave him a meaningful look and said, "But let me tell you, if you have money to buy lottery tickets, you might as well move to a better place to live. Maybe you will suddenly be inspired to change your mood?" "

"Also, the mailbox placed at your door is too unsafe. It would be troublesome if anything valuable was stolen."

"What valuable things can I have?"

Liutian Zhuoer complained speechlessly: "It's not like you don't know me."

"That's not necessarily true." Emoto Masashi chuckled, "Even if it's not something valuable, what if something important is lost?"

"For example, if there is news about a song signing, if you ignore it, you won't even know where to cry."

"Okay, okay, I get it!"

Please...you...collect 6...books...!

…………

"So, it's a second-hand rose, it's a theme of destiny, etc. You don't really want to form a band, do you?"

After coming out of Rokuta Takuer's house, Miwako Sato didn't find any clues, so she turned to tease Fujino: "The famous Detective Fujino is the lead singer, Ran is the bassist, and I play the drums."

"Can you play the drums?"

"Isn't that just a stick to play a drum?"

Fujino couldn't help but complain: "Do you think a drummer's job is to just bang around with a stick?"

"Isn't it? I see that you usually knock the substitute's head quite rhythmically..."

"..."

Fujino was speechless for a while after hearing this, feeling that the elder sister seemed to be blaming him.

But if you think about it carefully, after having a career as a singer, Fujino discovered that his talent in singing has become extremely good.

Well, it seems that in addition to increasing all attributes, the singer also brings some abilities of his own profession.

By the way, singers are meant to sing, right?

It seems unusual for Fujino to focus entirely on the physical strength attribute...

Sato Miwako changed the subject and said, "But I really didn't expect that you can sing pretty well. Why didn't you sing at karaoke or something before?"

"Uh-huh!"

Xiao Lan, who was next to me, couldn't help but ask: "So what is that song about destiny? Did you compose it, senior?"

"Why does it feel so real?"

"It's not like I made it up."

Fujino thought for a while and responded: "I have already thought of this song, and it can be directly used as the title song for Secondhand Rose's debut."

"red beans?"

"What kind of song is it?"

Everyone looked at Fujino in surprise when they heard this. They didn't expect that Fujino really wasn't making it up. He actually started a band called Secondhand Rose.

"It combines Chinese folk customs and the popular rhythm of new era rock and roll."

"Can you sing it and listen to it?"

"It's not bright in the east, but it's bright in the west~"

"..."

After investigating Rokuta Takuji, everyone headed to Hikiya's house which was closer.

Yinwumenchengjia is a self-built house, and it looks quite spacious inside.

The other party is a fat man, and he is also an otaku, but this otaku is not a composer, but a two-dimensional + figure designer.

The room is full of figures, just like Chiba Fatty.

After the last lesson, Miwako Sato became more skilled in setting up her own character. She turned into a doll designer fangirl and asked the fat boy Yinwumencheng for advice.

The fat otaku was so happy to see such a cute girl worship him that he didn't know what to do. He didn't doubt it at all and regretted not attending the social gathering.

Otakus are easy to deceive.

"That's why I asked you to attend the social gathering..."

"I didn't expect that... By the way, how about the limited Kamen Ultraman combination set that you asked me to buy and send to you before? Did you get any good stuff?"

"All of mine were broken, and there was no good stuff."

"Me too..."

Conan listened to the conversation between the senior, Masashi Emoto, and the junior, Yinwu, and couldn't help asking curiously: "What is the Kamen Ultraman set you are talking about?"

"It's a card pack that is limited to one person. Legend has it that there will be hidden top-quality items in the seven cards!"

"That's right, the super rare Potato Queen platinum card!"

The fat guy from Hikari echoed: "That card can be sold for a good price of 800,000 yen!"

"800,000?"

Sato Miwako was shocked by the otaku again: "A card is so valuable?"

"You are surprised by it, right?"

Fujiano put his hands in his pockets and complained silently, "The price of collectibles like this has always been very high, and it feels like there is no market for it."

"I can't understand..."

Sato Miwako crossed her chest and couldn't understand how a card could be worth more than one month's salary.

At this time, seeing that the two of them seemed to be a little bit tired of acting, Masashi Emoto immediately walked towards a figurine to attract Hikari's attention and teased: "But speaking of Hikari, compared to these figurines of girls, you should get in touch with real girls when you have time... You won't find a girlfriend this way."

"Woo, don't say that, senior."

Fujiano: "..."

This kid speaks very directly.

…………

After Masashi Emoto attacked his junior Xiaopang who liked paper figures.

The last one left was Satsuka Yoshikane, a coin collector.

This guy collects all kinds of coins, old versions, new versions, serial numbers and so on.

Sato Miwako still plays the role of a little fan girl, praising the other party with her hands on her hips and looking very proud.

But when she was asked what she collected, she was a little embarrassed.

Or is it easy to fool otaku, right?

Fujino sighed when he saw this. Speaking of which, like the Chinese, Japanese people also have this kind of serial number collection plot.

Is there really anyone who takes this thing as a hobby?

Fujino was speechless and silently took out a 10,000-yuan bill from his wallet: "Speaking of consecutive numbers, I do have one, AG888888M."

"888888 super leopard consecutive numbers?!"

Sazukane Ryokan couldn't sit still at that time, rushed over and widened his eyes, and then excitedly said: "I didn't expect to see it here..."

As he said, he turned around and took out an album, opened it, and showed a page: "I have a CD777777K here. If there is another 8 consecutive numbers, I can get 678... Sir, do you want to sell this one for 10,000 yen? I'll give 400,000... No, 500,000 yen!"

"Well... OK."

Fujino nodded, but he didn't care about this kind of thing.

After all, money is only money if it is converted into money. Money that has not been converted into money is not worth a penny.

He felt pretty good, using 10,000 yen to get 490,000 for free.

It's equivalent to tapping 50 times leverage, okay?