Chapter 41 Deeper Suspicion

Chapter 41 Deeper Suspicion

Chapter 41 Deeper Suspicion

"Why don't you look for your Xiaolan?"

My home, Xiaolan?
Conan blushed, coughed lightly and said, "If she knew, she would definitely say it's too dangerous and not let me go. Besides, I don't want to put her in danger."

What's more, he is now Edogawa Conan, a first-grade elementary school student.

It’s not the famous high school detective—Kudo Shinichi.

"Then don't you think that I am the most dangerous, Kudo Shinichi?"

Qinghai Chuantang had somehow gotten behind him and pressed something against his head.

Hard and a little cold.

"After Gin fed you APTX4869, it actually shrunk your body. This is a surprising discovery."

Conan felt as if his body was frozen and he didn't dare to look back.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and his voice became slow and trembling: "You guy, could it be..."

Is he actually from that organization?

Qinghai Chuantang smiled and said, "Have you never noticed anything wrong? Some things that I thought were unreasonable seem to have been accepted imperceptibly."

"Why are you saying this now? Who are you? What is your purpose?"

Conan finally calmed down and began to think about how to deal with this situation.

His hand quietly touched the anesthetic watch on his wrist.

"If I wanted to attack you, I would have done it long ago. Kudo Shinichi, you should know that you are not a savior. Don't use the excuse of not wanting others to be in danger to achieve something that seems a bit selfish."

The object that was against his head was taken off.

Conan turned around and found that it was a lollipop.

"What do you mean?"

He looked at the other person warily.

"What this means is that letting the police go is the best option, rather than playing the role of a personal hero."

Qinghai Chuantang took out his cell phone, but instead of making a call, he sent a text message.

After doing all this, she put the phone back into her pocket, turned to look at him and said, "You have no idea how many people are there, let alone what you are going to face."

"Will they have knives in their hands and want to kill people? Do you know all this? To put it another way, you have no ability to protect yourself. If you want to use the anesthesia watch on your hand and play football, you can only knock down a few people at most, right?"

"Since you are a detective, then just find the criminal. Before you are able to protect yourself, be quiet. Because what happens next is the responsibility of the criminal police, not the detective, and certainly not yours."

Conan opened his mouth to retort her, but was stopped by the other party.

Qinghai Chuantang picked up the key on the table, then looked at him and said, "If you really want to go, then try it. But I don't think that occasion is suitable for you, because it is very likely to hurt the other party."

"After all, we are all young people. You are kind-hearted and would definitely not want to see such a cruel scene."

Naturally, she had no intention of going there. After all, she had no obligation to catch the criminal.

These words were purely meant to make the other party change his mind.

"I have to go."

Unexpectedly, Conan's choice was unexpectedly firm.

Qinghai Chuantang sighed helplessly.

"By the way, you used to be a member of that organization, right?"

Conan asked this in the car.

It seemed that he knew the other party's position, which made him dare to say such bold words.

I know about gin, APTX4869, and the drug administration.
If he was a member of the organization, he should have captured me and handed me over to Gin the moment he found me.

But the other party did not do so, undoubtedly for two reasons: one is that she is not a member of the organization in essence, and the other is that she used to be a member of the organization.

But if he was a member of the organization, why didn't he know about "malt whiskey"? Was he just pretending to be stupid, or was there something else going on?

"Yes, once. But I really don't know about the malt whiskey you mentioned before. Maybe it was a new member, or maybe it was a member of a higher level."

"After all, even though Gin is an internal member of the organization, he is only the executive director."

"So what was your code name in the organization?"

Conan turned to look at her, "Actually, I have another question. You suddenly acted like this just now, you actually want to tell me something, right?"

"Although I panicked for a moment, I didn't sense any malicious intent from you, which means you didn't want to kill me."

He is indeed a naive child, no wonder he said such things.

"Do you think that people who like Sherlock Holmes are bad people?"

Conan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "People who like Sherlock Holmes can't be bad people!"

"Gin likes Holmes very much."

Conan was stunned.

"And he has a hardcover collector's edition of The Complete Works of Sherlock Holmes at home."

Conan quickly corrected himself and said, "Anyone who truly likes Sherlock Holmes cannot be a bad person. Just like a person who truly loves reasoning will not use his proud and beloved reasoning to achieve the purpose of killing people."

Conan vividly demonstrated to Qinghai Chuantang what the art of language is.

"Wait!" Conan realized something was wrong. "How do you know that he has a set of Sherlock Holmes at home, and it's a hardcover collector's edition?"

"I remember that it was a limited edition at the time, and there were less than 100 copies in the world. Even my dad went around looking for it, but he couldn't find anyone willing to sell it."

For someone you truly love, you would never give your love to anyone else even if they offer you a huge price.

This also became a big regret for him.

"arrive."

Qinghai Chuantang chose to avoid the other party's questions.

The vehicle stopped at the foot of the mountain. Looking up, you can see a house in the distance, but it looks more like a warehouse.

"Let's go up, so we won't alert the enemy."

Qinghai Chuantang is not as anxious as Conan, and can even be said to be too calm, making people feel as if she is here for a picnic.

"Be careful later. If you encounter any danger, run away. I can protect myself, but you can't."

Twenty minutes later, the two arrived in front of the warehouse.

A vicious black dog was tied behind the iron gate, baring its teeth at them.

Conan made a silencing gesture and said something to it, making it quiet down.

Qinghai Chuantang was a little stunned.

They can even learn such advanced skills as communicating with animals. It really deserves to be called Hawaii Polytechnic.

"Come on, let's go in."

Conan pushed open the iron door carefully to avoid being noticed by people in the house.

Although it is a bungalow, it looks about the same size as a warehouse. However, the layout inside does not look like a warehouse, but more like a home.

Such abandoned houses can be easily exploited as excellent crime scenes or hiding places.

After all, generally speaking, no one would pass through here.

I opened the door and walked a little further inside, and saw that the place was surrounded by iron nets. It looked like a prison cell, but there were no prisoners inside.

"Here, the door is open."

If some light could still come in from the cell outside, then it was pitch black inside, so dark that you couldn't even see your hand in front of you.

It's like the boundary between light and darkness, dividing the two into their respective realms.

Following the direction of the flashlight, Conan saw a person lying on the bed with his back to them.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Conan hurried over to check, only to find that it was just a dummy.

When Conan was about to turn around and say something to Qing Hai Chuan Tang, he paused, then turned around quickly and shone the light of his watch - it turned out to be a girl.

Her hair was a little messy, and she had dark circles under her eyes, looking very bad. She held an iron rod in her hand, pointing it at them, with a look of alert written all over her face.

She looked frightened, nervous even.

"Are you, Weiyou?"

The other party did not answer, but just gripped the iron rod tighter and even took a step back.

"Don't be afraid, we are here to help you!" Conan comforted the other party, trying to make her calm down a little.

Weiyou didn't say anything, but tightened his grip on the iron rod and suddenly ran forward.

Seeing that the iron rod was about to stab her, she didn't expect that the other party's target was not her, but the man who appeared behind her at some point.

But before Weiyou could get close to the other party, he fell to the ground, and the iron rod in his hand fell to the side.

It turned out that one of Weiyou's feet was tied with an iron chain.

"let me go!"

She struggled, trying to stand up and punch him.

The man has dyed red hair.

He picked up the iron rod on the ground and touched his cheeks. "You really have a lot of tricks up your sleeve."

The tattoo on the man's hand happened to be exposed.

Red goblin.

"ghost"

The two of them couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"You know me?"

His expression was a little cold. "An elementary school student and an old lady? That's really interesting. Did you know that adults are not allowed to enter here?"

The last sentence was said to Qinghai Chuantang.

"A-aunt?"

Qinghai Chuantang pointed at herself, feeling a little unbelievable, and said angrily: "I am so young and beautiful, and I look no more than 18 years old. You call me auntie?"

"Long-winded."

The man raised the iron rod and hit her.

Conan pointed the anesthetic watch at his neck and was about to fire when the man was knocked to the ground by Qinghai Chuantang.

"You are the auntie! Your whole family is aunties! If you dare to call me auntie again, I will make you an auntie right now!"

When it comes to beating people up, Qinghai Chuantang is a professional.

There would be absolutely no external injuries, not even broken bones. The force was controlled just right, and every punch seemed to hit the vital points.

Conan quickly stepped forward to stop her and said, "Sister Xiaotang, stop hitting him. He has fainted now. It's easy to get someone killed if you do this!"

Qinghai Chuantang finally gave up.

After exhaling, he came in front of Weiyou.

"Are you okay? Are you injured?"

Wei Yi nodded and pointed to the right: "Over there."

The flashlight shone on them, and they finally stood up one by one, as if they had just woken up from sleep.

But their faces were sallow and their eyes had dark circles, and they didn't look like they were having a sweet dream.

"W-what's going on?"

Sato, who rushed over after hearing the noise, was shocked by the scene in front of him.

(End of this chapter)