The details flashed through his mind quickly, combined with the voice he heard outside the alley, Ye Geng only took less than 2 breaths to come to a conclusion.

... Hurry up, meeting Conan is definitely not a good thing.

It's just that he can't take a few steps.

The door of the restaurant was pushed open with a creak, and a middle-aged man who looked about 50 years old walked in.

Ye Gengyi habitually looked him up and down.

Medium to fat body.

Gray suit, white shirt, no tie or bow tie, polished leather shoes on the feet, from the heel to the ankle joint and the angle of the calf, it can be judged that the shoes are not height-increased, so the visual height is about 170 cm about.

In addition, it can be seen from the light perfume smell wafting from the other party's body, as well as the degree of wear of the collar and cuffs, hairstyle, eyebrow corners, nose hair, and clean-shaven beard.

This person should have a relatively decent job, um...the skin has no sun marks, and he works indoors. His back is straight, but it doesn't look like he deliberately pretended to be.

Subtle temperament show?

The position should be higher than that of ordinary social animals, belonging to a leader of a small group.

Of course, Ye Gengyi was not completely sure about this speculation from the beginning.

Because it can't be ruled out that the other party is just a self-disciplined person who likes to be clean, until he saw the stain on the right thigh of the middle-aged man's pants.

It cannot be said that this shape has nothing to do with the detective armband, it can only be said that it is exactly the same.

Yuantai's ice cream... Well, that mysterious person is you.

So could it be you who was calling in the alley just now?

But why didn't you go to the hilltop station?

Lost... Or a gang committed a crime, or the person who picked up the Ayumi detective armband is really just an ordinary tourist.

A series of thoughts flashed through Ye Gengyi's mind.

In less than ten seconds, when the middle-aged man passed him by, Conan jumped off the sofa and was about to come over to ask about the situation.

Ye Geng turned sideways and raised his foot with a hook. The middle-aged man was unprepared, his body lost his balance in an instant, and he fell top-heavy to the ground.

Sure enough, there is no gun, so it is easy to handle.

It would be no danger to come to Xiaolan and the child... The hem of the clothes floating in the wind confirmed Ye Gengyi's guess.

next second.

He reached out and grabbed the middle-aged man's collar, and with a set of gentle handling movements that seemed familiar to Conan, while putting the man on the ground, he quickly put the man's left arm on his back, right The arm pressed directly on the left arm and held down.

The whole thing happened in full view, and everyone was stunned.

Before they could react, Ye Gengyi took out his mobile phone from the middle-aged man's pocket, confirmed the time of the call record on it, turned his head very calmly, and said to Conan who was stunned after walking over:

"Call the police."

This is too arrogant... Everyone was in a trance again.

Suddenly, there is a sense of déjà vu that a gunman broke into the bank, shot a hostage directly, and then forced the employees to press the alarm bell.

The middle-aged man lying on the ground also began to struggle violently after hearing this sentence:

"Let go of me! Let go of me quickly!"

Ye Gengyi ignored him at all, but looked at the trembling waiter at the cash register, "Is there any rope? Tape is also fine."

Hey, I feel more and more professional!

The tourists complained wildly in their hearts, but because Ye Gengyi didn't pull out a pistol to rob the cashier, they were still on the sidelines.

"Geng, Brother Gengyi, what's going on?" Conan came back to his senses and decided to ask clearly first.

"He was the one who followed Xiaolan before." Ye Gengyi said.

Eh? !

Conan was stunned, "Mr. Pu Chi?"

Pochi?

Ye Gengyi asked, "Do you know each other?"

"Uh...well, Mr. Puchi is the director of an art gallery under President Tian Busch's company..."

Conan briefly talked about the time when Yangcai disappeared, and the theft of the "Children of the Rainbow" statue in the art gallery, and finally couldn't help being curious:

"Brother Gengyi, what clues did you investigate?"

It turned out to be like this... Ye Geng nodded and said: "From what you said, except for who his accomplice is, the motive and evidence are almost known."

What? !

Conan opened his mouth wide in disbelief, and the little soul in his body roared wildly.

Do you dare to exaggerate a little more... Hattori and Uncle should still be on the way to the mountain top station, so you have solved the case?

The point is, why did I, who provided clues, infer anything? !

He wanted to ask, but Ye Geng always put on an attitude that he didn't want to talk more.

Then, a certain detective watched helplessly. This professor, who obviously had a criminal temperament, borrowed rope and tape from the front desk, and **** Curator Puchi skillfully.

Call the police.

At the same time, Conan did not forget to inform President Tian Busi and Hattori Heiji of the situation here.

"What!? Brother Gengyi has already caught the suspect, but...didn't he go to the hilltop station?" A certain black man was surprised.

You ask me, I ask who to go to... Conan sighed, and said in a low voice: "We have already called the police. Anyway, you and uncle go to the mountain station to check first. The fact that Xiaolan has not answered the phone still makes me a little concerned... "

…

15 minutes later.

President Tian Busch and the police rushed to the restaurant one after another, and the leading police officer was an unfamiliar face.

Under Conan's expectant gaze, Ye Gengyi simply and violently used Curator Puchi's mobile phone to dial the nearest number in the address book.

"...Yo? Pu Chi, why did you call so quickly? Has the statue been sold? I didn't expect you to raise money so fast."

A sluggish, pretentious voice came from the receiver.

Selling statues... Conan understood this keyword in no time.

Curator Pu Chi no longer had the slightest chance to hang his head.

The shortage of the museum, coupled with the fact that the 'Rainbow Child' was stolen, has made him completely unable to quibble.

"Damn it, Puchi! It's a shame I trust you so much!"

President Tian Busch grabbed his collar angrily, "Where's Yangcai? Where's Rainbow Son? What did you do to them!"

"Because President, you entrusted a detective to help with the investigation. I was afraid of being found out, so I found a freelance writer who had done reports for our art museum, and gave him a sum of money to help follow up. Yangcai..." Curator Puchi replied truthfully.

Freelance writer... Conan's mind quickly flashed a person's face:

"Is his name Tang Yuan Xinyi?"

"Ah~lightnovelpub.net~That's right...that's him." Curator Pu Chi nodded.

Conan immediately took out his mobile phone and called Hattori Heiji again, telling him the clue.

Is it necessary to be so nervous?

Ye Gengyi casually went to the front desk to order a cup of coffee, and explained to the leading police officer his identity as a "Technical Association Expert" and his desire not to go to the police station to take notes.

After all, I just came here to relax after soaking in the hot springs and shopping.

The rest of the time should be handed over to President Tian Busch, after all, he is the person involved.

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