Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

That night.

Conan arrived at Dr. Agasa's house late at night.

"What did you say? Infiltrated the search meeting..."

There was only one lamp lit in the living room. Sitting on the sofa opposite Conan, Dr. Li asked in surprise, "Is that the organization?"

"Shh..." Conan quickly reminded Dr. Li, "Don't be too loud."

Dr. Li covered his mouth and looked at the iron door leading to the basement.

Conan also looked over and asked softly, "Shizuohara didn't hear it, right?"

"It's okay," Dr. Li also lowered his voice, "she should still be in the underground laboratory."

Conan nodded and continued to whisper, "I guess the person disguised as a detective wearing glasses is Belmod. While waiting for the elevator, report the results of the meeting to the boss by email..."

"So it was, and then the police officer in the village happened to hear it. He heard the keystroke sound similar to "Seven Children" when entering the email address," Dr. A Li wondered, "But why..."

"Really," Haiyuan Ai was still wearing the white lab coat she wore during the experiment, but she walked out from behind the sofa where Dr. A Li was sitting, calmly sitting in front of the two of them, "I'm still thinking, what are you guys doing secretly. "

Hiding the information from her again!

"Hui, Huiyuan?" Conan sweated.

Ai Haibara raised her eyes to look at Conan, and asked calmly, "How can you tell it's Belmod just by the sound of a keystroke?"

Seeing that Haibara Ai had heard it, Conan said truthfully, "I also saw the Porsche of Gin."

Hai Yuanai's pupils shrank, and her face became stiff.

Conan was helpless, he thought that Haiyuan was not afraid of those guys, and continued to analyze, "If they want to sneak into the Metropolitan Police Department with their true colors, the risk is too high. In short, this series of events must be related to the dark organization, so I also want to investigate this event, are you willing to help?"

"I don't care." Dr. A Li hesitantly glanced at Haibara Ai.

"Even if you don't intervene, you won't listen, right?" Hai Yuanai has already slowed down, sighed, and said in a serious tone, "But you must be careful, I think you should be very clear, in case your Their true identity was discovered by them..."

"I know," Conan suddenly remembered the nightmare he had that night, and said solemnly, "I know this very well."

That night, he thought it was because he suddenly changed his sleeping environment, and there was a threat from laquer hidden deep in his heart, so he had nightmares, but after today's incident, the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Dr. Li felt that the atmosphere was too oppressive, and asked out loud, "Then how can we help you?"

Conan returned to his senses and took out a small notebook from his pocket, "At today's search meeting, Brother Chi proposed two directions of investigation, which I also considered..."

"Wait," Hai Yuanai's expression changed slightly, "Why did Brother Feichi go to that search meeting?"

"Didn't I say it before..." Conan paused, guessing that Haibara Ai might not have heard what he said to Dr. Agasa at the beginning, and explained again, "This search meeting is because of the recent cross-regional incident. In the serial murder case, the Matsumoto manager invited Uncle Mori and Brother Chi to attend the meeting as special advisers. Don't be too sensitive. Belmode has already noticed him. If the purpose of the organization is to prevent the police from investigating, then right It's useless for him to start, I think, even if brother Chi proposes the direction of investigation, it will not cause him any trouble, but I will try to avoid contact with him during this time."

"Even if that woman finds Brother Feichi, Brother Feichi won't tell her about the case that the police haven't made public yet, right?" Haiyuan Ai looked at Conan.

Either she felt that it was not good to avoid it, or she felt that Edogawa was a bit strange today.

"Yeah, but it's also just in case, it won't do him any harm," Conan smiled, opened his notebook, put it on the table, and pointed to the circled record on it. Said, "Anyway, I want to ask the school for a leave of absence and ask the doctor to drive me to the scene of the six incidents. The police just took pictures near the body. Maybe there may be clues in the location and surrounding environment, even if I have no clue, and after I went to the scene to see it, I was able to determine whether there was a religious factor."

Dr. Li nodded, "Then tell the school that you are sick and have a cold!"

"I'll paint the front of the mahjong tile with a red circle, and the back with vertical straight lines and English letters engraved on it later," Conan said seriously, seeing Haibara Ai looking at the contents of the notepad. , "Haiyuan, I'll ask you to investigate the nicks and smears on the mahjong tiles. I think it's not wrong to look for the culture, legends, and religions that Brother Chi said."

Hai Yuanai nodded and said, "I'll investigate for you in the past two days."

"As for the meaning of 'Qixi, Beijing', there is also a vertical line..." Conan looked down at the "vertical line" that Chi Feichi reminded and couldn't ignore, frowned and thought for a while, "I don't have a clue yet."

For the next two days, Conan asked for a leave of absence to let Dr. Agsa drive and run around the area.

Haibara Ai went to school normally, paid attention to whether there was any abnormal situation in the school, and went home to help Conan check the literature.

On the other hand, there was no progress on the police side, and Chi Feichi also helped Belmod with meals for two days.

Matsumoto Kiyocho has been **** for eight days. He has been tied to the chair in the cabin, and his mouth is mostly covered with tape. He is guarded by people on shifts 24 hours a day and fed a small amount of food and water regularly.

If you want to go to the toilet, you have to solve it under the muzzle, and the rope on your body will not be completely untied.

After being locked up like this for eight days, even if Matsumoto Kiyotaka didn't break down physically and mentally, he really didn't have much energy to escape from the wooden house, let alone escape from the muzzle of a gun.

When he found that someone had brought food and water, Matsumoto Kiyoshi sat on a chair and waited for the guards to finish eating, and when he came forward to tear off the tape covering his mouth, he asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you want? What do you want?"

From the very beginning of being kidnapped, he realized that this kidnapping was not easy just by looking at the skills of the man in black robe who attacked him.

When he first woke up, he saw the man guarding him with a gun in his hand, and he was even more certain of his thoughts - not to act rashly.

If the other party wanted to kill him, he would have already done so, and taking advantage of his unconsciousness would be a good opportunity.

The reason why these people don't kill is because they are either waiting for something or want to get something from him, so they don't have to run away in a panic, they can pretend to lose the ability to escape, let the other party relax their vigilance, try to release a distress signal, and observe at any time whether there is any countermeasure or The opportunity to escape, and at the same time, you can talk to interfere with the watchman and create opportunities for yourself.

It's just that these people are more difficult than he imagined.

The guards were rotated every eight hours, making sure there was someone energetic with a gun at all times.

The guards still wore hats and gloves, and they all spoke to each other in a low voice or voice.

At the beginning, he seized the opportunity of a guard to give him water, and tried to talk to the other party. Unexpectedly, after just a few chats, the other party received a phone call. After a few simple words, he hung up the phone and then closed his mouth. Don't say anything.

It was only then that he discovered that there was a tiny camera on the door facing the room, and after that he never saw the man who had said two words to him again. Maybe he was transferred or punished for making a mistake, or maybe he What's worse, he didn't know, but since then, no one has said a word to him, and the guards feed and water like a robot, and then immediately seal his mouth.

What's even more frustrating is that every time the man who delivered the meal with sunglasses and a square face came, he had to check the house and the ropes that tied him. It also prevented him from escaping.

He originally thought about grinding the rope a little bit secretly, but the plan was only implemented one morning the day after he was tied. When he was just grinding the rope between his wrists behind his back, the food delivery person brought the meal. When he was discovered, he immediately added another hemp rope to his wrist...

If he had not been in a coma for more than a day, he should have been kidnapped for eight days. After eight days, these people have not let up at all. The guards are still guarding in full spirit, and the food delivery people are still checking every time, as if they will never get tired , You can keep him locked like this.

Even the backbone of a violent organization can't be so restrained and orderly, all he can think of is an international criminal organization.

But there is no way to go. He found that it should be a forest outside, and it was very quiet all day long. There would be beetles flying in and crawling in the ventilation windows. He could take the opportunity to hide one, and take the opportunity to leave the chair temporarily while going to the toilet. , use the hands tied behind him to pull off the packaging sticker on the bento box, stick the sticker on the beetle, and then find an opportunity to let the beetle go, and let the beetle crawl out with his help signal...

In order to prevent his little actions from being discovered, he only dared to pull two short stickers each time. So far, he has only released five beetles, and he must avoid doing it when the food delivery person comes. Others are keen, if the other party notices something wrong and moves him elsewhere, then everything he does will be in vain~www.NovelMTL.com~ This is a difficult way to survive, but he must persevere alone, until the end For a moment, you should never give up.

Just like this evening, he asked 'what do you want?', but he just asked when he could talk, and he didn't really have any hope for the other party's answer...

Matsumoto Kiyocho's hunch was accurate.

Chi Feichi stood at the door with a 'food delivery person' face, looked at the watchman who had finished dinner, turned his eyes to Matsumoto Kiyotaka, motioned to feed and water quickly and then shut his mouth. He didn't chat with Matsumoto Kiyotaka at all. Intend.

He can use a false voice, and he can also ensure that he will not be told, but the guards may not be able to deal with an old detective.

In this environment, Matsumoto Kiyotaka can still find a way to send out a distress signal, which is difficult enough.

With this kind of perseverance and mentality, when you go back to prepare for a promotion, at least you have to entrust a heavy responsibility or something.

On the organization side, from the very beginning, the rule set was 'forbidden to talk to Matsumoto Kiyotaka'. Guys who didn't follow the rules are not cold now, but they will get cold soon when they find an opportunity to use them again. .

As a core member, he certainly couldn't take the lead in talking to Matsumoto Kiyocho.

After the caretaker fed the food and water, Matsumoto Kiyosaka seized the last chance and asked in a low voice, "It's been a few days, your goal is almost achieved, right? So, when are you going to kill me?"

Let's change the question and see if we can get the other party to say a few words this time, just a few words, and maybe we can find a breakthrough.

Chi Fei came up late and checked the rope that tied Matsumoto Kiyoshi as usual.

The guarding man was also silent, tore off a new piece of tape, and sealed Matsumoto Kiyonaga's mouth again.

Matsumoto Kiyocho: "..."

He is strong...he, his mentality is not so easy to collapse!