The cat's form was inconvenient to carry things, so Shiraishi didn't change back, but slipped a top hat from the side, buckled it on top of his head, let the brim of the hat block the mask on his face, and walked back to the room where Conan was.

There were already many people in Chicun's family, but now there are a bunch of policemen, which is even more chaotic. There are also people in suits in this group. As long as they are not seen from the front, Shiraishi doesn't look too suspicious.

When he came to the corner, the sound of footsteps in front of him gradually approached.

Shiraishi was startled, and immediately turned into the restroom next to him.

From the crack of the door, he saw Mao Lilan hurriedly running past, probably to pick up the doctor.

After the martial arts master passed by, Baishi was about to continue on his way, but after thinking about it, before going out, he turned back and opened the small window above the toilet.

Afterwards, he ran quickly to the target room, locked the door, and saw Conan lying half-dead on the bed with the quilt covered, panting like a bellows used by a farmhouse for cooking - the process of fighting against the law of conservation of matter does not seem easy. .

Shiraishi thought that people should faint, but when he walked to the bed, he found that Conan not only did not faint, but actually recognized him.

The child struggled and turned his head: "The murderer is Gongjiang Chicun...she put the needle in front of us...cough cough cough"

"..." Are you high school detectives so dedicated to solving cases?

Shiraishi crouched beside the bed and took out the needle in the blind spot of Conan's vision.

After all, he has not obtained his consent, so his actions should be considered blood stealing. So before he started, Shiraishi pulled one of the pillow covers and covered Conan's face. After I cut off my gaze, I felt a lot more at ease.

Then he pulled off the needle cap, held down the experimental material's hand, and hesitated for a moment at the blue blood vessels on his wrist.

Up to now, all Shiraishi's practice with the syringe is limited to pulling out the needle and using it as a water gun, and has never learned to inject or draw blood.

If you can **** out blood with just a stab, that's great, but if you accidentally cut an artery or something, or pump a tube of minced meat, it won't kill anyone, and you'll get credit points...

After thinking for a moment, Shiraishi quickly came up with an idea.

He found a disinfectant wipe, wiped it heavily on Conan's hand a few times, and then poked and swiped with the needle. Blood beads slowly came out.

Although there may be impurities, the red leaves should be able to handle it...

Shiraishi pressed Conan's hand and sucked most of the pipe contentedly.

When he re-buckled the needle cap and hid the small needle back in his pocket, Conan struggled weakly with his other hand, and finally grabbed the pillow cover from his face.

Although I don't know why the cold is so serious, the current heart rate and body sensation have made Conan's last words. He said angrily: "If I die...don't tell Xiaolan my true identity, she will feel guilty... "

"You can't die for the time being." Shiraishi interrupted him calmly, and silently took out the cod liver oil capsule that he had just passed along.

In Conan's puzzled eyes with a bit of shock, he sneered: "You should be able to use this medicine."

I heard that people with spiritual support are more likely to get through difficult times. I am so loyal... Shiraishi gave himself a compliment in his heart, and after Conan nodded, he put the medicine in his hand.

As expected of a warrior who had just drunk half a glass of wine from a stranger, Conan swallowed the medicine without any hesitation.

During this period, he felt that this mysterious drug was familiar, and he quickly thought of the cod liver oil capsules his mother bought... But the capsules were all similar in appearance, and Conan quickly convinced himself to throw away the idea.

He originally thought it was some kind of special emergency medicine, but after drinking it, the already violent heartbeat intensified again, and the world was spinning in front of him.

When I woke up again, my body felt a little strange.

Kudo Shinichi sat up, looked down at his suddenly enlarged hand, and felt a lot of heightened vision again, and was stunned.

He raised his head abruptly, and saw that the man in black opened the wardrobe with his back to him. He didn't think of himself as an outsider and picked out a few pieces and threw them beside him.

Pretty careful... No, that's not the point!

Kudo Shinichi couldn't care about his clothes now, he blurted out: "Who are you? How can there be an antidote for that poison!?"

I'm just an ordinary passerby with a cod liver oil...

"This is not an antidote. Your current state can only last for fifteen minutes." Shiraishi made up a time based on his impression.

Then he looked at the bedroom door and changed the subject: "The girl is coming back soon. If you want to greet her with a quilt like this, I'll open the door."

As soon as he finished speaking, as if he was responding to his words, the doorknob was clicked and pressed.

However, because the door was locked from the inside, Mao Lilan could not come in.

Immediately there was a knock on the door, and Mao Lilan was anxious and worried: "Conan, open the door, the doctor is here to treat you, don't be willful!"

Seeing the man in black walking unhurriedly towards the door, and remembering what he said just now that he was going to open the door, Kudo Shin's soul almost flew out of shock. In his eyes, the black cat is not a joker.

"Wait!" He whispered in a flustered voice, grabbed his clothes at a speed that almost brought out the afterimage, and put them on with a few strokes. He didn't look like a patient who had just undergone a transformation. .

…

In the study on the third floor, Hattori Heiji had already started his reasoning.

He believes that after killing Ikemura Xun, the murderer used a fishing line with a key to pass through Ikemura Xun's trousers pocket, and then pulled the line through the crack of the door to the outside of the door. In this way, after locking the door with the key, pull the fishing line. , the key will be returned to the pocket of the deceased.

As for the murderer, because Hattori Heiji found a bundle of fishing line with needles in the trash can of the Japanese room, he believed that the murderer was the father of Isamura Ikemura, who had been staying in the Japanese room just now, who loved fishing.

Grandpa Ikemura twisted his gray beard and was silent for a while in the face of this identification, before sighing slowly: "Such a meticulous plan will also be discovered, it seems that I am really old. That's right, kill Ah Xun. people..."

"It's not you." Someone interrupted him at the door.

The room was originally very quiet, but now suddenly there was such a voice, everyone was startled, and looked at the door in unison.

I saw Kudo Shinichi, who hadn't shown up for a long time, leaning on the threshold, sweating all over his head, and he didn't appear very brightly.

Kudo Shinichi first pointed out the flaws in Hattori Heiji's reasoning-Ikemura Isao's pants had a hidden inner pocket. When the body was found, the key was in the inner pocket, and Ikemura Isao was sitting when he died. If you use the method Hattori Heiji said, the key will get stuck in the middle, and it will not be possible to fall in.

"The pinhole behind the ear was stabbed by Ms. Gongjiang Ikemura after entering the door with you.

"As long as she arranges the desk in advance and lets the book block part of the sight of the visitor, she can commit the murder without knowing it." Kudo Shinichi said, "As for the fishing line you found—"

He touched his pocket, and in Hattori Heiji's suspicious eyes, he took out five or six bundles of identical coils:

"I also found it in other rooms, every room has it. This is a prop that someone left on purpose to frame others."

Speaking of this, remembering what the black cat left before he left, Kudo Shin glanced at Sachiko Yamashiro, who was hiding behind Ikemura's son, his eyes changing.

- At that time, he was putting on his shirt in a panic. He lowered his head to fasten the buttons, and then raised his head, the black cat disappeared from the locked room.

Before he left, he seemed to have said...

The Mumu police department saw that as soon as Tokyo's Kudo Shin came out, he overwhelmed the arrogance of the Kansai kid. At this moment, he was refreshed: "That is to say, the murderer is Ikemura Gongjiang?"

"No." Kudo Shin once regained his senses and shook his head.

He walked to the desk and looked at the coffee cup that had been ignored by them because he found the poison needle: "She really wanted to kill Ikemura Xun, but before that, Ikemura Xun was already dead, probably dead. At…"

Kudo Shinichi looked at the paper shredder beside him again, and sure enough, there were a lot of scraps in it.

With these details as support, he felt more and more that what the black cat said was right: "drinking poison and committing suicide."

…

Whether the cause of death was acupuncture or poisoning, it is not difficult to judge after a professional examination.

All the conspiracies were exposed, and it was time for the usual confession.

Ichicun Gongjiang did not know that his original husband was framed by Chicun Xun.

At that time, Yamashiro Kenji was arrested, and his daughter was taken away by her husband's relatives. Only Ikemura Xun often appeared by her side, asking for warmth and sweet words. Yamashiro Gongjiang, whose life was at a low point, was quickly captured. After the divorce, he married Ikemura Xun.

Although Ikemura is not the type she likes, but the days are passing by day by day, and life is quite harmonious.

Ichicun Gongjiang originally thought that this would always be the case in the future, until a while ago, Ichicun's son brought home a photo of his girlfriend.

She hadn't seen her daughter in nearly 20 years, and she only felt that this prospective daughter-in-law looked very much like her and had a lot of fate.

Ikemura Xun reacted very strongly. Looking at the photo, he blurted out, asking his son not to interact with the daughter of "that man".

His discordant reaction, and some kind of intuition, made Gongjiang Chicun feel that something was wrong.

A few days later, Ichicun Gongjiang found an opportunity to get Chicun Xun drunk, and learned from him what happened twenty years ago, so he decided to avenge his dead husband and his absurd life.

…

The case is over, and it's time to deal with personal affairs with pain and joy.

In the face of Heiji Hattori who asked him why he knew the case so well, and Maurilan who had a lot of things to say to him, Kudo Shinichi looked at the latter, and his heart was very sweet.

And he looked at his watch, there was still a little half of the "fifteen minutes" that the black cat said, UU reading www.uukanshu. com has plenty of time.

He first explained that it was all Conan's report, and then he was going to say a few words to Mao Lilan, but at this moment, his heart beat violently, like the reaction before it got bigger.

…Seven minutes to go! ?

Kudo Shinichi was tossing between "believing in black cats" and "believing in your own body sense", and his mind became dizzy again.

The premonition of becoming smaller was very strong. After a few seconds, Kudo Shinichi decided to believe in himself. He also knew very well that the appearance of the change must not be seen by others, so he forced himself to leave the study and wanted to find a place to hide.

The door of the study was not far from the entrance of the stairs. Mao Lilan saw that he was unwell, and chased out the door, but just saw Kudo Shin's legs go weak and rolled down the stairs murmuring.

She was startled and hurried to chase, but when Kudo Shinichi fell to the bottom, a small dark gray ball suddenly rolled out from the door with a slit next to it, and a cloud of smoke exploded.

Kudo Shinichi was choked and coughed. He covered his mouth and nose, feeling that his body was really shrinking.

Almost at the same time, someone grabbed him by the collar and dragged him into the toilet next to him.

Smoke infiltrated along the crack of the door and quickly filled the small room.

Kudo Shinichi guessed that the person who helped him out was the black cat. He had a lot of questions to ask, but when he heard the news, Mao Lilan had already run down, and Conan closed his mouth again, not daring to make a sound for a while.

In the thick smoke, a black cat wriggled out of the narrow window of the bathroom with a needle filled with blood in its mouth.

Running all the way to the bushes in the courtyard, it finally couldn't hold back the needle and sneezed a few times.

After that, the black cat scratched the tip of his nose twice, shook his head, and took the luggage back on the road.