Chapter 3 Fox Tail

Chapter 3 Fox Tail

Chapter 3 Fox Tail
"Don't just stand there. You can't go out now anyway, why don't you sit here and have something to eat or something."

There are many snacks and desserts on the table, which are beautifully packaged and look delicious.

Unfortunately, Haibara Ai was not that broad-minded and was still feeling uneasy.

"I'm sorry to cause you trouble."

After sitting down, she said something inexplicable.

Haibara Ai tried her best to suppress her emotions, but her trembling body betrayed her.

Qinghai Chuantang smiled and comforted him: "Are you nervous? Don't worry, I won't eat you."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of chocolate from the table and handed it to the other person.

Chocolate contains phenylethylamine, which helps regulate mood. It also contains a substance called tryptophan that can have a calming effect.

This is a 100% dark chocolate from DOMORI. It has a distinct bitter taste in the mouth, but a distinct sweet aftertaste when chewing.

Perhaps, this is what people often say, bitter first, sweet later.

It’s just that for those who are trying it for the first time, it’s a little hard to accept. But after eating it, you can feel a clear sense of pleasure, and it doesn’t seem so scary anymore.

"To be honest, you look exactly like the person I remember. Could it be that you two really have some kind of relationship?"

At this time, Haibara Ai had already taken off her mask, revealing her entire face.

However, the other party did not answer her question.

I just felt dizzy.
"Could it be that you are actually a member of the organization?"

In a daze, she finally managed to say this sentence.

After laying the person flat, he considerately put a small blanket on top of him.

After confirming that he was indeed asleep, Qinghai Chuantang chuckled and said, "You can say yes, and you can say no. Rather than choosing to stand on the red side or the black side, I prefer to act from a neutral standpoint."

So, what is good and what is evil?
Or, a mixture of good and evil?

People are inherently complex.
Qinghai Chuantang stood up, fumbled for the other person's phone, sent an email to Dr. Agasa, and signed it: I'm fine, don't worry.

After doing all this, Qinghai Chuantang took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped off the traces. Then he turned off the phone and put it back to its original place.

Qinghai Chuantang stroked his chin and thought.

If Shirley didn't show up, the subsequent finishing work would be more troublesome. Therefore, it was necessary to create the illusion of Shirley, make those people think that Shirley was dead, and then shift the focus.

This would also allow Conan's people to relax their vigilance.

And with Conan's enthusiasm for the organization, it will be much easier for him to find Shirley in the future.

After thinking it over, Qinghai Chuantang used illusion to start implementing his plan.

It is useful, but the plug-in guy is a jerk. Why didn’t he tell me that there are side effects?
And the side effect is that I can’t speak?
It seems that I should consider enrolling in a sign language class.

"There is a fire in carriage 8. For safety reasons, passengers in carriages 7 and 6 are requested to get up and go to the carriages ahead as soon as possible."

When it comes to life and death, everyone is extra positive.

There was no need to guess, as you could tell the commotion in the carriage was the work of the organization.

Fortunately, they were in carriage number 3 and didn't have to worry about anything. And the so-called fire accident was probably just an illusion.

The passengers would naturally want to escape, and given Shirley's personality, she would take the initiative and run to that dangerous place, determined to die.

When the train reaches its destination, the farce will come to an end.

For the sake of Shirley, the winery almost changed its name to "Shirley Search Special Operations Team".

Qinghai Chuantang returned to his seat, looked out the window, and watched the distance getting closer and closer.

The train finally stopped.

After the illusion was lifted, Qinghai Chuantang could clearly hear the noise outside, along with the sound of some people's footsteps.

After packing up her things, she picked up Haibara Ai and waited for more people to come before taking her out.

Of course, it’s best to be the last one out.

That way, not only would there be no one in the carriage, but there would also be fewer people outside. And by that time, the organizers would have already taken advantage of the crowd to leave.

Some criminals are accustomed to staying at the scene after killing someone, not realizing that this will invisibly increase their suspicion and make it more likely that they will be discovered.

Some criminals like to use artistic methods of killing, but they don't realize that this will only expose more traces, just like deliberately placing evidence in front of the police.

After waiting until there was no sound outside, Qinghai Chuantang gently opened the door and took Huihara Ai out.

There were fewer passengers on the platform. Most of them had already left, and only a few were still moving forward.

Several people were standing there, looking around and calling for a person named "Xiao Ai".

Qinghai Chuantang carried her and walked over.

I opened my mouth, but suddenly remembered that I couldn't make any sound for the time being.

He reached out and patted Xiaolan gently, after all, they had met once before.

"It's Ai!"

Her surprised voice successfully attracted the attention of others.

After the doctor took the other party, Qinghai Chuantang took out the notebook in his bag and wrote something on it: This child got lost before and accidentally ran into my room. I wanted to take her back, but she suddenly fell asleep and I was embarrassed to wake her up.

After seeing it, Xiaolan showed an expression of "I see", and then smiled and said: "Thank you so much. We thought that Xiaoai was missing."

Qinghai Chuantang nodded and prepared to turn around and leave.

Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly asked with concern: "Well, I'm a bit presumptuous to ask, is it because your vocal cords are damaged that you can't speak?"

This surprised her a little.

After hesitating for a moment, Qinghai Chuantang nodded and turned to leave, not wanting to stay here too long.

"It's so strange. When we met her before, the elder sister was still able to speak. How come her vocal cords were suddenly damaged?"

Ayumi's doubtful voice came from behind.

But it has nothing to do with her anymore.

Minimizing contact with them is the best option to save your life.

Even without me, Haibara Ai would still be saved. After all, so many people chose to stand in that camp.

But why do I always feel like someone is staring at me from behind, and I feel a little uneasy.

Qinghai Chuantang was not in a hurry to go home, but went to a nearby convenience store to buy some food to fill his own granary.

Shortly after she entered the store to select something, two policemen came. It seemed that something was stolen, so the boss lady called the police.

Thanks to surveillance, a lot of trouble can be saved.

But. They took a quick look at the past two days and didn't find anything unusual.

"I checked everything carefully, and there's definitely something missing. If this isn't theft, what is it?"

"Could it be that it is missing in the warehouse?"

The lady boss took out a bunch of keys and said expressionlessly, "I am the only one who can open the warehouse."

Therefore, the stolen items must have been in the store.

"But why can't we find the scene of the theft?"

He stroked his chin in thought, then rewound the surveillance footage back to two days ago, ready to watch it carefully again.

"Hirosuke, you stay here and watch. I'll go ask around to see if anyone has seen anyone suspicious."

With that, the standing policeman left the store.

When it comes to theft, there are only two most common types.

One is a spur-of-the-moment action, the other is premeditated.

However, the surveillance in this store is very obvious, so if you are deciding on a spur of the moment, you probably won’t choose this kind of store.

If the latter possibility is more likely, the other party will definitely wait in advance and find the right time to strike.

Hirosuke asked, "Are you usually the only one in the store?"

"Sometimes it's my son. Usually he's the one looking after the store during holidays or when I'm busy."

There is indeed a picture in the surveillance video, which shows a man standing at the counter, busy scanning the code to collect payment.

"He looks like he's very nervous."

A voice suddenly appeared behind him, and he couldn't help but be startled.

Hirosuke turned around and saw a harmless-looking woman.

"Miss, who did you say was suspicious?"

Qinghai Chuantang pointed at the man on the screen and said, "That's him."

And this person happened to be the boss's son.

"In other scenes, he appeared very calm. But when this classmate appeared, he became very nervous and his hands seemed to be shaking."

Following her words, Hirosuke checked the surveillance footage from other times and found the same thing.

However, the other party did not seem to steal anything and took the initiative to swipe the card every time.

"You can zoom in on the card swiping image to see if there is something wrong with the card."

After zooming in, I saw that it was a transportation card.

Transportation cards are naturally used when taking public transportation.

So the answer is obvious.

"Those items were not stolen, but were given to him by your son. He knew there were surveillance cameras in the store, so he pretended to swipe the card. I think you can go home and ask your child if he was bullied at school."

After all, seeing someone so nervous that your hands tremble is obviously an emotion of fear.

After saying that, Qinghai Chuantang took out a few bills from his bag.

"Check out."

When Qinghai Chuantang walked out of the door with his bag, he met a little boy outside.

He seemed to have been looking here for a long time.

"Big sister is so awesome!"

Conan had a smile on his face, but he didn't hear any compliments.

Qinghai Chuantang pretended to recall the past and asked uncertainly, "You are the little boy who played games on the train?"

"Yes, big sister has a really good memory."

Then, Conan asked: "My name is Edogawa Conan, what's your name, big sister?"

The best way to get closer to someone is to know their name first.

Then, pull out her fox tail.

"my name is"

She deliberately dragged out the ending tone, which was very similar to the technique commonly used by hosts in some variety shows.

This made Conan feel uneasy.

"Don't tell you."

She smiled triumphantly.

"Eh?"

Conan was stunned for a moment.

Why does it feel so unexpected, yet seemingly reasonable?

"If we have a chance to meet again in the future, I will tell you my name. Of course, I hope that we will never meet again. After all, you were dishonest to me just now."

After leaving these inexplicable words, Qinghai Chuantang left without caring about Conan who had not yet recovered from his shock.

Could it be that the person just now already knew my true identity?
So, which side will she belong to?
If he was a member of the organization, why did he save Haibara?
At this moment, a series of questions suddenly emerged in Conan's mind. What made him feel a little headache was that the answers to these questions were not yet known.

It’s like playing a level-clearing game. When you are about to pass the first level, you are prompted that the first level has not been implemented and you cannot enter.

After walking a distance, Qinghai Chuantang quietly turned back to look at him. He looked a little crazy, which made her feel happy for some reason.

After the appetizers, it's time for the main course

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(End of this chapter)