Draw a card and become a high school boy

It is impossible for a person with strong observation skills to have a low emotional intelligence.Especially detectives, sometimes they can even get the key clues to solve the case by speculating on other people's emotions.

Therefore, when this kind of person pokes someone's sore spot with a naive expression, more than 90.00% of them may be intentional.Likewise, when this kind of person wants to please others, he can do it well.

Conan watched the detective quickly get along with the group of second-generation ancestors under his name. After a few back and forth, many people said they wanted to keep his contact information.

Sherlock, who could not use electronic devices at all, reported Conan's phone number smoothly and naturally without any hesitation.

Conan: "...All right." It's really Kudo Shinichi's phone number.

What else can I do, let him do as he pleases.

Conan sighed, and suddenly felt a bit of strength on his shoulders. He turned around and saw Iwamoto, whom he had met at the hot spring hotel before, squatting carefully behind him and poking him.

"That..." Iwamoto hesitated, not knowing what to say, "Isn't he Kudo Shinichi?"

"I don't understand what Big Brother said." Conan's expression immediately became very cute, and he said, "Is there any problem with Brother Shinichi?"

Iwamoto showed an obvious puzzled expression. Although he was suspicious, for some reason he was inexplicably afraid of that boy over there, so he didn't dare to expose him in front of many people, but ran to the kid over here to ask quietly .

He originally thought that he was just a child, he shouldn't have so much scheming, and he would answer whatever he asked.However, the other party's acting skills are much better than his. He obviously wanted to complain just now, but immediately changed his face when he talked to him.

Yes, this brat was the one who solved the case that day, right?

Iwamoto remembered something, and felt that he should leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Iwamoto clenched his fist with one hand and put it on his lips, coughed, and said, "I may have misidentified the person, since I have nothing to do, I will leave first."

"Wait a minute, big brother." Conan reached out and pulled out the corner of his clothes, and looked up at him with a smile, "I still have something to do..."

"It's simply too simple." Xijian Heyin retreated from the crowd, saw Conan stopping a familiar person, rolled his eyes and guessed what happened, but still pretended not to know anything, and asked Said, "Isn't this Yamamoto?"

Iwamoto: You are Yamamoto!

"Well, I still have something to do..." Iwamoto's voice was a little weak.

"Sherlock, he just asked me if you are the real Kudo." Conan said bluntly.

Iwamoto's pupils shook violently, and he looked at Conan who was talking nonsense with his eyes open in disbelief, "You obviously didn't say that just now, but now you just called Sherlock directly? Are you looking down on me!" His face said In this case.

"Since we've been found out, there's nothing we can do about it." Xijian Heyin pondered for a moment, stretched out his finger and tapped Iwamoto, "Shut up."

"Okay, I see." Conan pushed his glasses, and a strange light reflected on the glass mirror.

Iwamoto: "?!!!"

"Wait! What are you going to do!" Iwamoto squatted down covering his head, looking at them in horror, "Now, now is a society ruled by law, don't mess around!"

"Snapped!"

Conan flicked on his forehead, the child's fingers were soft and had no strength, and there was no pain on the forehead.Iwamoto tentatively opened one eye, saw the smiling elementary school student's face, and let out a "huh" at a loss.

"So please keep it a secret." Conan put his hands behind his back and said to him with a smile, "Please try not to tell other people about this matter. Kudo Shinichi himself agrees with this matter."

"Really?" Xijian Heyin, who didn't want to speak at first, suddenly interrupted at this moment, he opened one eye and looked at Conan, "I also agree?"

Iwamoto saw the elementary school student puff up his face, then nodded heavily, and said with some other meaning, "Brother Shinichi said that if you take me there later, he will agree."

"Yes." Xijian Heyin agreed without any hesitation, looked at Iwamoto who was squatting on the ground, and said, "Just act as if what happened just now didn't happen, Yamamoto."

Iwamoto stared blankly at the two people leaving together, Conan said something to the detective, the detective turned his head reluctantly, waved his hand perfunctorily, "Goodbye, Iwamoto."

Damn, is that kid an angel?

"Hey, Iwamoto, why are you here alone?" Someone patted Iwamoto on the shoulder, and Iwamoto was startled before standing up.

"Tie your shoelaces, yes, my shoelaces are untied." Iwamoto subconsciously concealed what happened just now.

His friend glanced at the leather shoes he was wearing, showed a puzzled expression, shrugged and said, "That Kudo Shinichi just now has left, I always think he's a bit strange."

"Is it strange? I don't think it's strange!" Iwamoto said immediately, although the two people didn't do anything, he still subconsciously helped cover up, "After all, he is a detective, and he must be different from us."

"I think you are rather strange..." the friend said, walking away with Iwamoto.

The banquet ended smoothly this time. It was a rare night where no one was killed, and it was also a rare night where no police came.

There was also a lot of discussion in the forum. Apart from the usual complaints, there were also some shocks that these two people cooperated so naturally and deceived people.

[Has Conan been taken away! 】

[Do you still need to bring it? 】

[Why do these two people have such a tacit understanding in this kind of place! 】

Xijian Heyin really received a commission letter from Uesugi the next day, probably his son went back and told him.As shown in the information, because his wife died early, Uesugi was almost responsive to his only son.

The day before, I got to know Takashi Uesugi by accident, and the effect was even better than going directly to Zhizhi Uesugi.

Because he agreed to Kudo Shinichi himself, Shiomi Kazuon kept his promise and took Kudo's trumpet to Uesugi's house with him, still using the identity of Kudo Shinichi.

In fact, Kudo Shinichi's identity may not be more useful than his own. After all, Kudo Shinichi is just a high school student detective, and he has disappeared for almost a year. On the contrary, it is strange that Uesugi will agree to invite him.

And today's network information technology is so advanced, a little search on the Internet can tell that he is not Kudo Shinichi.

From this point of view, Uesugi's behavior is worth pondering.

I made an appointment with Uesugi to arrive in the evening, because today is not a rest day, and I can't go there until Conan is out of school.

When he and Conan went to the Uesugi's villa together, they saw a lot of police cars parked nearby. When they were about to enter, they were stopped by the police for questioning, until they happened to meet Officer Takagi who came out.

"Sherlock, and Conan!" Officer Takagi ran over quickly after seeing them, looking very happy, "Why are you here?"

"I accepted Mr. Uesugi's entrustment, so I came here to investigate the case." Xijian Kazuo replied, looked at Takagi Tsutomu a few times, and asked, "The doctor hasn't come yet?"

"Ah, yes, I can't stay inside, so I came out to have a look..." Gao Mushe answered halfway, and suddenly realized what the other person said, with a surprised expression on his face, "You already know?"

"If you're talking about Uesugi's failed assassination attempt, I'll guess it." Xijian Heyin nodded slightly, with a very reserved tone, as if he hadn't done anything special at all.

"Mr. Uesugi has already contacted you? No, probably not... I can't guess, it really feels amazing every time I see this." Takagi said with emotion.

"Officer Takagi is in the search section. The cases that will let you come to the scene are usually major cases, so you can guess at the homicide case first. And although you ran out in a hurry, you still have time to stop and chat with us, expressing The consequences are not very serious, and if we have a little more contact with reality, it should be an attempted murder." It was Conan who answered him, and said beside him.

"So that's how it is. You really deserve to be a detective." Officer Takagi praised with great emotion, and then looked at the two people, "In this case, I'll take you in. Originally, because of the investigation, you are not allowed to enter and leave at will, but Since it's Sherlock, there's no problem."

As soon as I entered the door, I heard a man full of anger cursing, "I knew it! You policemen are useless tax thieves, and you can't help at all! There were thieves in my house before, and you all I’ve been prevaricating for several days, and now even my life is threatened, and you still can’t find the murderer!”

"dad……"

Conan frowned when he heard this, and the police officer Takagi next to him sighed, and whispered to them, "That Mr. Uesugi is so difficult, he has been making trouble for no reason, and he can't explain it clearly anyway."

"Who's outside?" It was the voice of police officer Megure, who seemed to be very tired of Uesugi Chichi, and when he heard the voice outside, he quickly changed the subject and asked.

"Officer Megure, it's me." Officer Takagi said quickly, and walked in with Shiomi and Yin.

Uesugi is an elegant middle-aged man with a well-built mustache, who looks more like a Confucian businessman. It is completely unexpected that he is such an unreasonable person who can yell at the police.

"Have you policemen brought in even children?" Uesugi said with a frown, and his son was sitting next to him.

Uesugi Takashi sat aside and said when he saw them, "Father, this is what I told you..."

After hearing the only son's words, Uesugi Zhizhi's attitude improved a bit, but he still looked at Shiomi Kazuo with a scrutinizing expression, "Are you Kudo Shinichi?"

"Ah?" Officer Mugure was the first to question, and looked at Xijian Heyin.

"Ahem." Conan coughed uncontrollably.

"For the sake of convenience, I borrowed Kudo's name for the time being." After being exposed as soon as he appeared, Shiomi Kazuo was not surprised at all, and nodded to Uesugi, "I am Sherlock Holmes."

"Sure enough, I guessed it as soon as I heard this kid's description." Uesugi Chichi's attitude became more eager, looking at Xijian Kazuo with a fanatical smile, "It really is you."

Xijian Heyin raised his eyebrows, and said in a gentle tone, "Mr. Uesugi has heard of me?"

"I have admired your name for a long time." Uesugi stared at him and said, then turned around and said to Police Officer Megure, "I want to withdraw the case."

Officer Megure was a little confused by the sudden change, but Uesugi showed an impatient expression and said, "Anyway, you policemen are useless to him, I want to withdraw the case, and I don't need you to continue to investigate." gone."

Although this request is very rude, it is indeed a citizen's right. Police officer Megure has no other choice but to let Uesugi Zhizhi sign the agreement, and he can only leave with the police.

"If you have anything, just call me." Before leaving, Officer Takagi said to Conan quietly, then raised his voice and said in a volume that everyone could hear, "Then I will wait for you at the door , After all, I promised your sister to send you back in person."

Only Conan and Shiomi Kazune were left at the scene.

"This kid..." Uesugi Chichi looked at Conan and said.

"It's my assistant. Mr. Uesugi won't even allow me to bring an assistant." The detective said, he still acted omniscient, as if he knew that Uesugi would do this.

Conan didn't speak, and stood quietly behind the detective.If he doesn't feel anything wrong by this time, he'd better go back to the furnace and rebuild.

Even if Sherlock said he was an assistant, no one would care about a child. Conan took advantage of his petite figure to observe the house.

This is a luxuriously decorated villa, the decorations everywhere are very tasteful, but the only unharmonious floor-to-ceiling window, the whole piece of glass was shattered into slag and fell on the ground.

Conan judged the direction a little bit based on the traces of broken glass on the ground, and sure enough, he saw traces of bullets on the ground. This is probably the assassination of Mr. Uesugi.

But judging by his angry appearance, it doesn't look like he was injured at all.

"I have accepted the entrustment of your son to investigate the theft that happened in your mansion last week." The detective said in a business-like manner. He looked around the facilities in the room for a week and smiled, "It seems that there is no need for it."

"What?" Uesugizhi's son looked over in confusion, as if he didn't know what happened.

"Go back to your room and don't come out until I tell you." Uesugi said to him with a straight face. Uesugi Takashi looked at him inexplicably, but still obeyed his father's instructions and walked away step by step.

"Speak directly, Holmes." When his son left, Uesugi Zhizhi stopped pretending, stared at the detective, and said in a bad tone, "I know why you came here and what you want to do, but I I can assure you that you will never find what you want in your dreams."

what is...

Conan slightly turned his head to look at the detective beside him, but Sherlock remained the same, unmoved.

"Now that you know, then things are easy to handle. It also saves me the process of lying with you." The detective said, rubbing his fingers lightly twice, and said, "You mean the evidence of your crime? But I already knew Where is it?"

Uesugi laughed, and made a gesture of invitation, signaling to let him look for it casually.

"You've been eyeing me for a while, but have you ever found anything? Of course, there's nothing wrong with an innocent law-abiding citizen."

"That's not necessarily the case." The detective said in a calm tone as if talking about the weather, "If there is no reason, why did you direct and perform these two theft and murder cases yourself?"

"!"

"In order to create the illusion that things have been stolen and you are being retaliated against by others." The detective walked slowly to the side of the bookshelf, touched a vase inadvertently, and Uesugi's face instantly became tense.

But when he turned the vase, nothing happened.

"Surprised? But that's the truth, I'm 'clean'. Uesugi said, as if he didn't care if he exposed something.

So many people have been sent before, but none of them can catch him.

However, it was all within the professor's prediction that Holmes would be sent from above.However, under his observation, Holmes was not enough to make that gentleman so afraid.

Sending out the young man who looked a little dazed, Chiu Uesugi showed a victorious expression.

However, when he reached a place where he could not see, Xijian Heyin finally let out a sigh of relief.

"How is it?" Xijian Kazuo asked Conan next to him, "My acting skills."

"To be honest, it's very perfunctory." The son of the well-known actress employee Teng Yukiko didn't save him any face.

"After all, I have never experienced the feeling of failure. It is too difficult for me to pretend that I didn't guess it." Xijian Heyin sighed,

"If he knows you a little bit, he will be able to find out." Conan said, Officer Takagi's car was parked not far away, but both of them slowed down and took a little longer to talk.

"He won't," said the detective with certainty.

It's late at night.

Having sent away all the troubles, Uesugi returned to the original room alone.

The broken glass has been cleaned and replaced with new ones. After all, as long as you have money, you can do anything you want.

"This should clear up the suspicion." Uesugi Zhizhi leaned against the door in the dark without turning on the light.

His body gradually slid to the ground, he covered his face, and couldn't help laughing, from a low voice to a loud laugh.

"What detective is it? It's just a child's trick." He felt hearty, and his whole body relaxed. Thinking of the aggrieved expression of that proud detective, he felt even happier.

"Professor Moriarty (Professor Moriarty) specially wrote to remind me to be careful of Sherlock Holmes. I think he is just an ordinary and conceited brat, and he was confused by me." Zhi Uesugi came out of the wine cabinet in the dark He took out the half-drunk red wine, didn't even take the glass, and took a few sips from the mouth of the bottle very boldly.

"Of course I'm going to hide that thing in the most reliable place." Uesugi threw the dried bottle away, because the floor was covered with carpet, so there was only a muffled sound, and it didn't break.

He walked to his desk, opened the mechanism on it, and took out a small box from it.He opened the necklace on his neck again, revealing a small key, which he used to open the box.

"He will never be able to find..."

Uesugi's smile suddenly froze on his face, he looked at the empty box, subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch it, and found that there was nothing there, he broke out in a cold sweat from fright, and all the wine woke up.

"Where did you go... Where did you go? How could..." He stumbled back to the table, groping like crazy, and swept all the original things on the table to the ground, but there was still nothing .

A chuckle came from behind him, and Uesugi Zhizhi seemed to be a believer who was entangled by the devil, trembling all over, showing a look of fear.

"Are you looking for this?"

When Uesugi saw the detective, he sat leisurely on the cabinet in the room.

His eyes were used to the darkness, and he could barely see the boy's outline clearly, but his body and mind were absorbed by those red eyes. In the darkness, only those scarlet eyes could see clearly.

The detective raised a white glove on his right hand, and held a small USB flash drive between his two fingers. It was something Uesugi was so familiar with that he couldn't be more familiar with it.

"You...how on earth..." Uesugi asked tremblingly, his teeth chattering.

"Then, the evidence of your collusion with those guys is in my hands. This should be the secret you are desperately trying to hide. Moriarty taught you to do this?" The detective's tone was slightly smiling, watching Uesugi, who fell down and sat on the ground, jumped down lightly from a high place without making a sound, dexterously like a cat.

"No... no... I didn't..." Uesugi shook his head desperately, but his throat seemed to be blocked suddenly, and he couldn't make any sound. He grabbed his neck with both hands, with a look of horror Watching the detective walking towards him.

"I'm confirming what I already know, not listening to your denial." The detective walked in front of him with no expression on his face, looking at him condescendingly and indifferently, "What he taught you, originally It's a more perfect plan, it's all because of your own cleverness to make it look like this."

Uesugizhi looked at the opposite detective tremblingly as if his whole body had been scooped up from cold water. He tried his best to barely make a sound, "I..."

The detective evoked an emotionless smile, and looking calmly at him with red eyes, "answered 'Yes, Mr. Holmes'. "

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