As a screenwriter, I don't understand you very well

Qian Yuche, who was sipping tea slowly, choked, put down his teacup, and looked around in disbelief. After confirming that there were really no other silver-haired people in the cafe, he was completely confused.

"I?"

[People sit in the hall, pots come from the sky]

[One second I was happy to eat melons, and the next second I found that the melons fell to me]

"What are you looking at! It's you!" Mori Kogoro smiled triumphantly, "You are the only one in the whole coffee shop drinking tea leisurely here! Everyone else is more or less panicked or emotionally fluctuating, while You are always calm!"

Mori Kogoro glanced at Qian Yuche's bandages all over his body with a strange look, "You're not some kind of perverted murderer, are you?!"

The people around took a step away from Qian Yuche.

Xiaolan covered her face with her hands, and couldn't bear to look directly, "Dad..."

Conan Banyueyan: Uncle, Uncle, what are you talking about.

However, the murder case has always been calm... Conan glanced at Qian Yuche thoughtfully, this is a point worthy of further study.

But now is not the time to think about it... Conan walked quickly to the table where the deceased had eaten.

He checked it just now, and there was no obvious trauma on the body of the deceased, and no pinholes were found on the exposed skin. In addition, the deceased had a meal with three other people. In response, the operation is relatively difficult, but the three of them did not mention it when the police came and asked in detail. Of course, the possibility of the three being accomplices is not ruled out, but this possibility is very small, so now the most likely The method is to poison...

Conan's sharp eyes scanned the food on the table: four cups of the same coffee, four different desserts, the coffee was basically bottomed out, but the cake in front of the deceased hadn't been touched much, only the strawberries on it were taken away...

The detective's radar was beating wildly, and Conan understood that the deceased must have died through the food on the table.Damn, how did you do it!

"Uh, brother Maori," Police Officer Megure and a group of police officers arrived at the scene, and heard the speech, "We don't even know the boy's name and other basic information, what can we do with just his expression?" It shouldn’t be possible to convict.”

"Oh, that's right." Mori Kogoro rubbed his chin and muttered softly, "But I still think this kid is suspicious."

"Excuse me," Qian Yuche raised his hand obediently before speaking in class, "Can I ask a question?"

"Hey, tell me." Police Officer Megure spoke before Mori Kogoro, who still wanted to say something.

"Are you—" the silver-haired boy had undisguised doubts on his face, "Are you idiots??!"

"Huh?" Mori Kogoro let out an exaggerated gasp, "My name is Detective Mori Kogoro, but..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the boy who nodded selfishly, "Sorry, it's too impolite to use interrogative sentences."

Cheeks puffed up childishly, "You guys are idiots!!"*

Qian Yuche: Mr. Ranpo, I will borrow some of your people to use~ I will buy you some snacks when I go back.

Amuro turned his face away.

As a qualified undercover agent and the first disciple of the famous detective Mori Kogoro, he must not laugh out loud here.

The boy blocked what everyone wanted to say with his fast speech,

"First of all, shouldn't detectives be good at discovering subtle clues, and reasonably connecting all the details and already known information to make reasonable inferences?" Qian Yuche said expressionlessly, "You don't even know my name, I have never asked for any information, and my knowledge of this person is limited to my appearance,"

"Why do you think I'm the murderer?" The gray-blue eyes flashed genuine puzzlement.

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Isn't this world a reasoning world?Are all detectives so lazy these days? !Only this detective who turned into a primary school student and a certain black skin can still see it.

Sure enough, human beings are a magical species, Qian Yuche thought calmly, he could refresh his understanding of the lower limit of human IQ at any time.

"Also, do the police specialize in finishing work?"

"Is it only necessary to wait for the detective to solve the case and arrest the prisoner to make up the record?"

"Don't you need to go to the crime scene to investigate when you come to the scene?"

Hearing the young man's merciless questioning three times, Police Officer Mumu lowered the brim of his hat in embarrassment, "We..."

"It's okay," Qian Yuche sighed, "Who made you fools."

Everyone present:  …

Yuanzi quietly leaned into Xiaolan's ear: "I think Uncle Mao Li is about to explode."

Conan: "Ha...haha..."

Isn't this person's EQ lower than mine?

Toru Amuro was thoughtful.I always feel that the teenagers now are very different from when they just read the book...

"The murderer didn't cover up the fact that she killed at all!" The young man yelled dissatisfiedly, "Why can't you see it?!"

"Her?" Everyone who was keenly aware of the young man's words.

"Yes, she!" The young man in a white cloak looked at the short-haired woman whose face turned pale at some point, "Miss Yui Kazama, you are the murderer, right?"

"Yui?!" Kitahara Sosuke looked at his girlfriend in shock, saw the other's face suddenly sinking, and called out the other's name in disbelief.

"Yu, Yui?" Sasaki Maki raised his red and swollen eyes from crying, "Is it really you?"

Yui Kazama turned her head away, not looking at those eyes full of sadness, "It's me."

"Miss Kazama," Qian Yuche broke away from the chaotic figure, the childishness on his face was swept away, replaced by the ultimate calm, pointing to the other party's eyes, slowly singing in a chant-like tone read,

"You see, love cannot be hidden, it will come out of the eyes."

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Yui Kazama finished talking about her modus operandi intermittently.

"I dare not tell you that I like you, for fear that you will alienate me, so I have always been by your side as a friend..."

"Later when I found out that you had found a boyfriend, I was so jealous that I was afraid that you and I would spend less time together, so I found your boyfriend's boy friend to be your boyfriend, so that we can still hang out together..."

"I originally thought that if I was not discovered, it was God's will to let me be with you, and if I was discovered, I would take the initiative to confess..."

Yui Kazama knelt on the ground, her exquisite makeup was in a mess, and shed tears of regret, "Maki, I'm the one who's sorry for you, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

The policeman next to him took out handcuffs and handcuffed Yui Kazama, Police Officer Megure sighed, and immediately said to Yui Kazama with a serious attitude, "You are suspected of intentional homicide, please come with us. "

"Takagi, let's go."

"Ah? Okay! Police Officer Megure!" Satoshi Takagi, who served as the background board throughout the whole process, was comforting Kitahara Sosuke, immediately got up, and put a pack of tissues on his body in Kitahara Sosuke's hand, seeing that he was still very shocked With the look of a blow, he patted his shoulder sympathetically.

As a man, there is nothing worse than this.

"Ah, that's right," Police Officer Mu Mu who had already walked to the door seemed to remember something, turned around, and looked at the silver-haired boy who was thinking about something, "This...brother,"

Police officer Mu Mu found that he still didn't know the boy's name,

"Qian Yuche." With a somewhat cold voice slightly raised, "My name."

Asahi Che?

Toru Amuro, Conan and the loving Sonoko all secretly remembered this name.

Officer Megure touched his nose, "Brother Asaba, thank you for your help today."

"It's okay." Qian Yuche said slowly, "I just want to clear up my suspicions, it's not really helping."

Those present once again: ...

Seeing Kogoro Moori choked so hard that he couldn't speak, Police Officer Megure remembered how he had been bullied three times in a row just now, and couldn't help but patted his stomach: "Ha, haha. Brother Asaba, you really know how to joke."

Qian Yuche tilted his head, noncommittal.

"Then, brother Asaba, everyone, let's go first. Let's take Ms. Kazama and a few people involved in the case to take notes." After finishing speaking, Police Officer Megure smiled awkwardly and led the policemen away in a hurry up.

Conan looked at Qian Yuche looking at the direction of Police Officer Mumu's departure with great interest and the smile that was not a smile at the corner of his mouth, he was in a bad mood.

What are you doing!Does this person have a split personality? !

When he first came in, he was a noble and fragile young master. After observing Qian Yuche's every move, Conan was absolutely convinced that the silver-haired boy had received extremely strict etiquette training, and that This kind of nobility that seems to be born but does not make people feel aloof can't be cultivated in ordinary families.

After being identified as a suspect by Uncle Mao Li, the boy seemed to be a different person again, with a very sharp mouth, like a child who was unreasonable in the world, and like a cat owner with "you stupid humans" written all over his body, but with Terrible intelligence.

Combined with his observation that the boy glanced at the table of the deceased several times when he first entered the store, Conan reasonably speculated that the boy had already discovered that there would be an accident at that table, but he did not prevent the tragedy from happening.

Conan gritted his teeth.

And before leaving, that kind of mischievous, frivolous and casual attitude of pleasure...

When they said goodbye at the end, the malicious eyes that stared at the two of them... That kind of aura didn't seem to be pretending, it was the aura that only people who have really seen blood have.

Conan: [Pain Mask]

He and Toru Amuro looked at each other, obviously understanding what the other was thinking.

If not, it will be a very dangerous enemy.

However, Conan's thoughts drifted away for a moment,

Such a powerful opponent is really rare... Maybe I don't have the qualifications to be someone else's opponent...

When the always confident detective thinks of the other party's suspected multiple personality to solve the case, the kind of terrifying insight that even his father Yusaku Kudo may not be able to match, the whole person falters again.

I have to tell my father about this man when I go back...

the other side.In a safe house.

【Sir, Toru Amuro and Conan guess that you have multiple personalities! 】The soft childish voice is unbelievable,【They really know how to think! 】

【oh? 】Qian Yuche raised his eyebrows in surprise,【Can you still detect their thoughts? 】

[Only, only occasionally. 】{Little Book} is a little shy, 【The probability of this is very small, after all, he is a person favored by the world.I don’t know why qwq was triggered today]

Qian Yuche thought for a moment.

[It's okay, I played them on purpose.How interesting. 】

It's fun to watch them guess and frighten.

Originally, being cheated by [Book] made people very uncomfortable. Can't you make yourself happy in other worlds?

There is no help here, no one can control him, and there is no one he cares about.

{Little Book} paused in confusion, and then checked, [Wow, sir! 】He said excitedly,【The sense of presence is already 55! 】

You must know that the feeling of presence is more difficult to improve as you go to the back, and the husband brushed it to 55 in one click!

{Little Book} biting a small handkerchief. 【gentlemen!You are amazing! 】

Qian Yuche twitched the corner of his mouth.

Listening to {Little Book}'s series of rainbow farts in his head, Qian Yuche was a little absent-minded.

In fact, it's not all an act, he thought a little self-deprecatingly.

These are all masks he has carefully fabricated, or stolen from someone around him.

Because he never had himself.

He is a demon in human skin.

An email interrupted Qian Yuche's rare memories.

[TO (____)

At 7:[-] p.m., come to room number [-] of the **hotel**, get your code, and meet your team members at the same time.

FromGin】

[Let's go, {Little Book}] Qian Yuche smiled silently, took a small knife and slowly cut a few wounds on his body, watched the blood slowly stain the bandages red, and stained the white windbreaker. Several bloodstains.

He slowly took off the blood-stained white coat and put on a pitch-black windbreaker.

[Let's get a little more presence. 】