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The body shrinks, and the fingerprints do not change.

Checking and comparing the fingerprints on the signal stickers, the fact that Conan is Kudo Shinichi will explode like fireworks, and be exposed to the daylight instantly.

Conan clenched his hands tightly, with deep finger marks on his palms, and his heartbeat and breathing became more and more rapid.

Luanbu asked who he was, his tone was not a question, but an affirmative statement, his expression seemed to see through the truth of him pretending to be a child - how did he do it, what happened, what to do, doubts piled up like a mountain, he didn't know anything.

Conan was anxious and nervous, thinking quickly.

As far as Ranbu's eyes could see, from Zhilizi to him, he didn't stop at other people.

Ranbu quickly took off his prisoner tracking glasses, and rushed straight to Chiriko: "What I got in exchange for my candy is a tracker, stupid Chiriko."The tone is intimate and unforgivable, it sounds like "You are such an idiot, why didn't you even discover this, and you can only rely on me who is super powerful".

If Chiriko's introduction about Ranpo is true, Conan can't wait to rush over and interrupt Ranpo's speech.

Conan grabbed the lower edge of Chiriko's knitted coat with both hands, his face was wrinkled, and his eyes, which were not covered by glasses, were full of watery light - he didn't need acting skills, and when he thought of the consequences of his identity being exposed, important people might be involved, he felt uneasy It was about to explode.

"I'm sorry, sister Chiriko!" Conan said earnestly.

boom.

boom.

boom.

"Ugh!"

Without warning.

From the top of the head, there was a relentless pounding of chaotic steps.

There seemed to be an endless knock on the door, and Conan, who was knocked as a door, bowed his head reflexively. He is not a gopher game!Moreover, he has never received such an education from his parents, the most he can do is to be beaten unbearably.

"Ranpo, as I said, the effect of force is mutual. Conan was slapped and screamed, doesn't your hand hurt? This is not an appropriate education method." Chi Lizi caught Ranpo's hand and held it.

He puffed up his cheeks and protested loudly, "A liar must swallow a thousand silver needles! Compared with that, I am much gentler. But it did hurt me a bit."

Luanbu spoke sternly, and held up the held hand to Zhilizi, the palm of which was a little red.

—He admits defeat.

He got a gentle education?

No, this is purely angry revenge!

Conan looked at the creatures that needed to be coaxed on his face speechlessly, and was nervously ready to respond when the situation arises.

He can't use the kid's privileges because Ranpo is better at it than he is.

Obviously he looks like a child, and his actual age looks younger than Ranpo, but he can't compare with a righteous and confident older child.Sure enough, no matter when he was really a child, or now when he is rejuvenated, he only likes reason and logic, and hates brats who pretend to be cute and ignore common sense.Ranpo seems to be the pinnacle of the bear king.

"Ranbu, I don't quite understand." Chiriko said.

"Ahhh, I really can't do anything about you, how many times do I have to repeat it! Isn't he—" Luanbu frowned.

"I know your conclusion must be right."

"No, you didn't understand correctly this time at all!" Ranbu stared suspiciously.

"I know. But now, it's more important for you to eat and rest than to let me know immediately."

"Of course!"

Ranbu showed an innocent and shining smile, agreeing.

"I won't let you down on the red beans you pick one by one. I'll eat them all. I'll add two tablespoons of sugar, as well as after-dinner snacks and orange-flavored soda. I've had a lemon-flavored one in the afternoon..."

Luanbu happily talked about irrelevant topics, the food was mixed with thoughts about what he saw and heard today, and the words were endless, like a buzzing bee - the smile was so sweet that sugar crystals could be wrung out.Conan was silently surprised at the speed of face-changing, and he became more and more confused.

Zhilizi responded, and turned to Conan, "Is there any clue about the incident?"

"what?"

The topic turned unexpectedly. She didn't pursue the matter of the stickers. Conan was stunned for a moment, "...ah."

"Who is the culprit?" Chiriko asked.

"It's Sanada-san who walked with the deceased." Conan reported the answer.

This is his opportunity to express and reverse the impression.

Speaking of his good reasoning, Conan exuded a confident aura.

"Evidence?" Chiriko asked.

"I haven't found it yet. However, the method and motive are clear, it is to use—" Conan said unhurriedly.

"pocket."

Someone chimed in.

When the suspect categorically denied it and the others listened with bated breath, someone unceremoniously interrupted his narration.

The short and lively sound comes from Luanbu.

Not an interjection, but an assertion.

Ranbu wore another pair of old black-rimmed glasses, evoking a confident smile, and his slightly opened eyes seemed to be able to break through everything—as if he had seen even his true identity.

Conan froze in place.

Hearing this, the suspect who repeatedly denied it couldn't help showing a terrified expression.

Conan caught the flash of inspiration and realized: "Ah—there will be traces of medicine on the edge of the pocket!"

Luanpo took off the old glasses, put them back in his arms, threw the prisoner tracking glasses and stickers to Chiriko, and directed him, "Sure enough, you are a detective who needs to search on a down-to-earth basis, and I am a famous detective who does not need to search." ! Now that you are clear, I will leave it to you to make everyone understand the score."

ha?

What is scoring work?

Ranpo had no intention of explaining, Conan looked at Chiriko with a confused face.

Chiriko smiled brightly, "Check Sanada-san's pocket, you can get physical evidence and traces of drugs. For the rest of the work, I believe your interrogation is professional. If you assist in the investigation, I will ask Conan to conduct it by phone later. Then Let's take our leave first."

"Ah, bye."

"Thank you, Ranpo-san."

"Chiriko-san, thank you for your hard work."

"Please rest well!"

The criminals in the first search department spoke in unison, and the brain activities were also frighteningly similar.

not understand.

They don't understand at all.

It was the six-year-old Edogawa who directed them to go forward.

Without any effort, they found the clues that they had neglected in school and experienced for a long time, and their reasoning ability was beyond compare.

When the 26-year-old Edogawa came online, all they had left was the exclamation of "Ah, as expected of Ranpo-san", and the feeling of hopelessness disappeared.

Because this is a genius for all-round dimensionality reduction strikes against them.

They may be able to reach Conan's level with accumulated experience, but they will never touch the corner of Ranpo's clothes.

Obviously only came for a while, did not ask for details, just glanced lightly, did not know the identity of the person involved and the scene of the incident, and found the key physical evidence that Conan did not find.

As for the follow-up of the family drama that I can't understand: Conan who apologized, Conan who educated Conan's Chaos, Zhilizi who mediated, led one and walked to the parking lot.

Matsuda Jinping followed closely behind.

Osamu Dazai followed leisurely, thoughtful.

"Conan, why are you apologizing?" Chiriko said that replaying the topic at the scene of the incident would only delay the meal time.

"I stuck the signal sticker on your clothes without permission... I'm sorry, sister Chiriko, I didn't mean it, I didn't intend to use it to do bad things, just, "

"I don't accept an apology like that."

"I'm really sorry..." Conan lowered his voice.

"Tracking is suspected of violating the right of privacy. If you harm the rights of others, you will be liable for compensation for the resulting damage, such as mental loss. When the perpetrator is a minor, if he does not have the ability to identify the responsibility for the behavior, the guardian will be responsible for compensation. This It's a stipulation in the law." Zhi Lizi tried to speak as simple and understandable as possible.

Conan responded obediently: "Well, I will take responsibility."

"Leaving aside the liability for compensation, I need a statement in which you deeply reflect on where you went wrong. It doesn't matter what the format is. It can be a review with an unlimited number of words, or you can tell me directly. The content includes, but is not limited to, where you went wrong , how to correct and resolve."

"I won't do it again." Conan simply chose the latter.

Zhi Lizi nodded, "Okay. I confiscated the stickers and glasses."

"Hey, why!" Conan yelled.

"You won't do that again, so you won't be using them anymore, will you?" Chiriko asked back.

"It's not that I can't use it anymore—" Conan frowned.Those were the prisoner-tracking glasses he had just received this morning, and they were also used to cover up his appearance.

Zhi Lizi frowned, "Is it just me who won't do this again?"

"Hmm... can't you use all of them? Can't you track the real criminal?"

"You, do you really realize what your mistake is?"

Zhilizi stared at Conan and exhaled, "Tracking itself is suspected of infringement. The use of props is solid evidence, and you must be liable for compensation. It will bring trouble and financial burden to your family. Tracking suspicious people and events is the Metropolitan Police Department If you do more than one person, there may be risks. What if Houtaro and I are villains who do all kinds of evil, and we are discussing how to cut you apart? In the face of multiple adults, can you escape unscathed? Enthusiasm is precious, But your wish is to be a detective, not a foolish brave man who doesn't care about you, you must first ensure your own personal safety—”

"Please have your guardian come over as soon as possible, not just sign the contract, I need to have a face-to-face chat with them about your education and who you are."

"Hey!" Conan blinked blankly.

"Is there a problem?" Chiriko asked.

"My parents... they, they were hospitalized in a car accident." Conan remembered what Dr. Ali said to Mao Lilan.

"Then I'll visit them in the hospital tomorrow morning." Chiriko decided.

Hey, hey, where is he going to urgently find a pair of Edogawa couples who were hospitalized in a car accident.

Conan looked up, and through the gap in Chiriko's slightly curly hair, he saw the random walking on the other side with a happy smile.