Chapter 14 The Unbelievable Prisoner

Chapter 14 The Unbelievable Prisoner

Conan was somewhat curious about the other party's intentions.

Although the style is somewhat retro, it is not rare and gives people a very ordinary feeling. Could it be that there is another mystery in it?

Conan opened the pocket watch out of curiosity, and a photo inside successfully attracted his attention.

There was a long-haired man wearing a black knitted hat, holding a baby in his arms. Next to him stood a woman, but the photo seemed to have been deliberately scratched, so her face could not be seen clearly.

Although the appearance is a little different from now, Conan can still recognize the other person, even though the hair has changed from long to short.

Shuichi Akai.

He said the answer in his mind.

Conan looked up at her, his lips moved slightly, but no words came out.

This amount of information is a bit too much.

But if that was the case, then the fact that the other party knew his identity might also make sense. After all, when Okiya Subaru tested him before, he probably knew something and just wanted to verify a certain answer.

But why did he always feel that something was strange, but he couldn't tell what it was?
Conan stroked his chin, lost in thought.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting."

Akagawa Aoi came over with the cake on a tray.

The decoration inside the store is already very exquisite, but I didn't expect that a tray also looks different from the usual ones, giving people an intuitive feeling that the material must be very good and expensive. No wonder the cakes in the store are priced so high, even to the point of resentment.

"Miss Tang, your foot is bandaged. Are you injured?"

Akagawa Aoi looked a little curious, obviously having noticed this a long time ago.

"There was a fire last night, and I saved a child. I didn't expect that when I jumped down from the building, I accidentally hurt my ankle. However, the doctor said it was nothing serious and I would be fine after a few days of rest."

Qinghai Chuantang answered the other person's question with a smile, and she didn't seem to care about her injury. In fact, as long as it wasn't so serious that she couldn't move, it was a blessing for her, and she had nothing to complain about.

"There was a fire last night?"

Akagawa Aoi seemed to recall something, "Come to think of it, I did see a fire somewhere before. I wanted to call 119 at that time, but the operator said that a fire truck had already arrived."

Conan quickly asked: "Brother Akagawa, did you see any strange people?"

"Strange people? I was just driving by at the time, so I'm not too sure. But I saw a person holding a yellow umbrella, standing downstairs. I don't know anything else."

The other person's expression doesn't seem like he's lying.

Yellow umbrella?

The answer appeared in the hearts of both of them, and they were both stunned.

In Japan, the yellow umbrella is like a yellow hat, which is for the safety of children. If the person is really a criminal, it means that the criminal is a child and is protected by the juvenile law, then they can do nothing about it.

But, we can't just leave it alone, right?

Qinghai Chuantang tapped the table with his fingers; the answer was already obvious.

The criminal was a child who was close to the burning house and had direct access to the acetone.

"pharmacy!"

The two spoke in unison, and there was a tacit understanding between them.

And nearby, there happened to be a place called "Hase Pharmacy".

"It's not too late, let's go!"

Conan was obviously eager to verify a certain conclusion, while Qinghai Chuantang appeared to be unhurried and was obviously much calmer.

She ate the cake on the plate slowly and savored it carefully: the sweet and sour taste lingered on the tip of her tongue, and the silky texture melted in her mouth, which made her feel happy and enjoyable, without the guilt she felt when eating tiramisu.

"If you don't eat it, I will."

As she spoke, her fork was about to move towards the cake on another plate.

Conan quickly pulled it in front of him.

Although he was not short of money and had a black card given by his father, it was not difficult for him to buy a cake. But under the current circumstances and conditions, he would not have the opportunity to buy it even if he liked it.

What's more, this was something the other party had promised before, which was equivalent to having already given it to me. Since something has already been given, how can it be taken back?

Qinghai Chuantang found it a little funny to see the other party wolfing down the food.

"It takes no more than 20 minutes to walk from here to there. Plus, today is a workday and it's still early, so there's no need to rush. But then again, shouldn't you be in school today? Why are you, an elementary school student, running around outside?"

Could it be that he found some excuse to skip class?
Conan paused for a moment, looking a little guilty.

"Your teacher should be very gentle. In this case, he didn't say anything to you. If it were me, I would definitely scold a student who often made excuses to avoid class and make him understand the importance of 'studying hard and making progress every day' and not just pursuing fun."

Because Conan is Kudo Shinichi, he can still complete those tests even if he doesn't attend classes, and he won't even feel the slightest pressure.

But what if Conan is just Conan?

The result will naturally be different. Otherwise, if you want a bunch of police and FBI people to surround a little kid, just thinking about it makes me feel that this is a world of reduced intelligence.

Conan did not refute it, because he is now a primary school student, not the high school student detective of the past. If you take some kind of medicine and your body becomes smaller, I am afraid most people will not believe it unless they see it with their own eyes or experience it personally, right?
"I'm done. Big sister, let's get going!"

He will not reveal his true character just because the other party knows his true identity.

The other party is not trustworthy enough. Even if she is really the daughter of Akai Shuichi, she will not be given any extra points for no reason. Even for the FBI, it is not trustworthy enough. It can only be said that each party takes what it needs.

The two sides' positions were originally different. They just shared a common goal because they had a common enemy.

"When I think of what you look like under the skin of an elementary school student, your tone makes me feel very uncomfortable."

The corner of Conan's mouth twitched. Actually, he didn't want to do that, okay?
It's just that I pretended to be a child for too long and was unconsciously affected.

Qing Hai Chuan Tang took Conan and walked into the Hase Pharmacy. As children are naturally, they would not find anything strange even if they looked around.

"What do you need to buy?"

Hase Ikumi said this with a very cold expression, as if she was somewhat unwelcome to her.

Qinghai Chuantang locked his eyes on a red bottle, then picked one up and went to the counter to pay.

"I want this."

After paying, she opened the bottle and smelled it. It had a pleasant, slightly pungent smell, with a hint of strawberry.

"Excuse me, do you know about the fire at Chengchuan English cram school?"

Conan looked up at her and blinked curiously.

"Yes, I was just picking up my child from school."

Just as Hase Ikumi finished speaking, a little child walked in, saying "I'm back".

"What a cute child."

Qinghai Chuantang walked up to him with a smile, took out a lollipop from his pocket and handed it to him.

After taking it, Hase Keita bowed slightly and said "thank you" politely.

"How polite."

Qinghai Chuantang was not stingy with his praise and even reached out to stroke his watermelon-shaped head.

"Keita, go to the second floor and do your homework."

"Yes"

Seeing that Hase Keita had left, Qinghai Chuantang also brought Conan outside.

The two of them walked and talked.

"Did you find anything?"

"The cigarettes sold at SMW Store No. 6 are Qili, and the cigarettes sold at SMW Store No. 5 are Wanbao, which are the same as those sold at the pharmacy counter. There is a yellow umbrella in the corner of the pharmacy, and..."

After Conan found the bottle, he opened it and smelled it. "Besides, this smell is similar to what I smelled before."

So, the criminal should be that person.

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He couldn't believe it.

Qinghai Chuantang looked at the time on his watch and said, "It's getting late. You should go home early."

"No, we haven't found any conclusive evidence to incriminate him. If he commits the crime again, the consequences will be disastrous."

"But even if you find him, what can you do? Don't forget, he is just a 7 or 8-year-old child."

Conan clenched his fists and looked up at the other person with a firm gaze.

"But this won't be a reason for me to give up. If I don't stop him, more cases will happen, and he might become the culprit of a series of arson cases."

Qing Hai Chuan Tang laughed and corrected: "This is already considered continuous arson. Besides, when did I ever tell you to give up? I will contact the police about this matter, you have to study hard. Right, little Conan?"

Although she wanted to refute him, saying that she was no longer a child, she was not wrong to say so, because his current body was indeed that of an elementary school student.

Seeing that the other party wanted to refute but couldn't, Qinghai Chuantang just felt a little happy. Sure enough, scaring and teasing children is the best way to make people happy, even more effective than chocolate.

After watching Conan leave, Qing Hai Chuantang did not call the police, but contacted the police the next morning. Because this time was just about to go to school. If the other party committed the crime in the order described in the video, then his next target might be the truck.

After all, it was the most popular video.

Then you will definitely carry the items mentioned in the video.

As long as we can search through his schoolbag, we can confirm whether he is an imitator of Nojima Hisasaku as we guess.

Qinghai Chuantang sat in the car, tapping the steering wheel lightly with his fingers.

A police car was parked on the side of the road near the pharmacy, waiting for them to come out.

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(End of this chapter)