The unscientific detective in Conan

Judy couldn't help but feel chills running down her spine. She felt inexplicably that the other party could really do this.

For example, blow someone's head off or something...

Although they have broken up, for their own happiness...

Judy still secretly decided in her heart: "We must not let Akai Shuichi continue to monitor him."

The FBI's activities in Neon territory cannot be put on the table, and it can only operate in secret.

It would be embarrassing if he was caught by that detective and criminal consultant of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Even if it wasn't for the sake of the FBI or Shuichi's little brother, he still had to retreat.

She doesn’t want to see this on the front page one day:

"A famous detective performs a fatal beating on a porn maniac"

It is accompanied by a close-up report of a familiar face.

…………

Compared to Judy, the expression on Conan's face at this time was much more exciting.

After noticing the key words, a series of reasonings flashed through his mind.

The man in the knitted hat, that is, Akai Shuichi, appeared one after another. He felt that the other party must have some purpose.

And this English teacher in front of me... met by chance, then alerted the stalker, happened to meet the stalker?

Is it really such a coincidence?

The drum washing machine suddenly felt that the crisis was surrounding him, and even the English teacher became unfriendly.

There's something wrong with this English teacher!

The atmosphere suddenly became heavier.

On the side, Fujino watched the two of them silently from the corner of his eye, feeling unusually calm in his heart.

Conan must have noticed something was wrong with Judy and was trying to trick Xiaolan into telling him.

Judy's words must have begun to prepare for Akai Shuichi to retreat now.

This is what he wants to achieve.

After all, there is a man from the FBI wearing a knitted hat wandering around his house every day, what else can he detect...

It's really a bit jarring.

After Haihara Ai heard key words such as knitted hats, she also thought of the man she met before, and her delicate body trembled involuntarily.

For an 18-year-old primary school student who is afraid of organizations, any topic related to organizations will make her feel uncomfortable.

In particular, people from the suspected organization squatted near his home for several days.

No wonder she has been restless these days...

She gripped her sweatpants and glanced at the English teacher opposite.

No weird smell this time...

Looks like it should be a good silver?

that's all.

Detective·Kid·Teacher.

Three actors in a play.

The two ignorant female high school students looked confused.

"Nani, is there a suspicious person next to you?"

The weird atmosphere was interrupted by a middle-aged man in a suit with a very low hairline at the table next to him: "Money matters are easy to discuss. I can give you three times, no, four times. Don't give me those things." Give the information to that person!”

Fujino looked at the middle-aged man over there and raised his chin with interest.

He heard the content of the call clearly. It was probably that the man waiting here was temporarily ripped off, and he had no choice but to double the price...

It seems that the person on the other end of the phone is also a detective?

"Crack!"

All the lights around him went out, and Fujino's thoughts were interrupted by the darkness that enveloped him.

He raised his eyes and glanced around the restaurant.

After only a short interval, the lights in the restaurant came back on.

"power failure?"

Xiaolan was confused as she held the drink.

"call!"

Yuanzi, who was sitting aside, couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and leaned on the table: "I thought another murder was going to happen..."

"No way."

Xiaolan put down her drink and patted Yuanzi on the shoulder.

She knew very well that her best friend had always wondered if she was cursed.

But she still doesn't believe in curses or anything like that.

So, she chuckled and comforted: "How can we encounter murder cases every time..."

"Ah ah--!"

A girl's shout came from outside the cafe.

At the same time, a new system task suddenly appeared on Fujino’s side:

"well?"

Xiaolan's smile gradually stiffened.

Did you really encounter a murder case?

"Crack!"

As if some signal had been triggered, Conan jumped off the chair and ran out of the cafe in an instant, completely forgetting that a suspicious English teacher was staring at him.

A group of people arrived outside the coffee shop in a hurry.

Then, it was time for a man to die at the top of the escalator.

At this time, the escalator was still running, and the body was swaying magically with the running elevator.

"Xiaolan, call the police!"

Conan made a quick decision and immediately went forward to analyze the body.

The police officer Ji nodded after being greeted, picked up her cell phone and dialed the police number.

Judy, who was standing aside, looked at Conan, the glasses in front of her eyes flashing with a white light, thoughtfully.

Fujino glanced at Conan and then at Judy, speechless for a while.

He has already expressed that he is not surprised by Conan's behavior of turning into a brave bull and rushing forward when encountering a case, no longer pretending.

He sighed, walked forward silently, and reminded him in a humanitarian spirit: "Children can't be so close to the corpse!"

"But Brother Fujino, it's so strange!"

Conan turned around. It was obvious that he had not reached the point where GTA had reached Fujino. He was still as usual, as if reminding Mouri and Megure: "The file bag this uncle is holding has marks on it!"

"OX△......"

Judy successfully attracted Conan's attention. She came over to take a look and said in broken Japanese: "This should be the death message, right?"

"Um, ah!"

Conan noticed that Judy was coming over and nodded quickly in response: "Yeah, I heard Brother Fujino say that too!"

Fujino: "..."

Now that I realize something is wrong, what have I done?

Are you starting to blame me again?

Fujino took the blame and started investigating the corpse according to his detective character.

Conan on the side noticed Judy's presence and did not choose to continue investigating the body.

He stepped away and came to Hui Yuan Ai's side.

He stepped forward and said in a low voice: "That English teacher, what do you think?"

"Um?"

Haibara Ai retracted her gaze from Fujino and turned to Conan aside, a trace of doubt flashing in her eyes.

"I remember mentioning it on the bus last time. The man in the knitted hat smelled of tissue..."

Conan said: "Where's that English teacher? Have you felt a similar smell on her body?"

"How do I know?"

Haihara Ai gave Conan an impatient look: "Don't you believe this?"

Conan: "Well..."

He admitted that he didn't quite believe it until he realized that the man in the knitted hat might be investigating him.

But now...

Conan felt as if ten thousand lumps of grass and mud were rushing past him.

The boomerang hit me!