The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

Qin Zhibo, who was lying on the bed in the bedroom, slowly opened his eyes.

Yesterday, because he suspected that he was a spy sent to Japan by the relevant US departments, Qin Zhibo conducted a large-scale search in the office.

As a result, no dangerous goods were found, but when the bed in the bedroom was found, Qin Zhibo suddenly felt sleepy, so he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already noon the next day.

After washing up in the small toilet, Qin Zhibo stretched his aching body and sat on the boss's chair.

Although no prohibited dangerous goods were found in the office, Qin Zhibo still could not relax his vigilance.

In order to prevent "his" situation from being discovered by the original owner's acquaintances, or being inexplicably involved in the original owner's business in Japan, Qin Zhibo believes that he should try to avoid meeting people who the original owner once knew.

Especially the person named Hondo Yinghai.

According to the information learned yesterday, the original owner came to Japan to first contact the person named "Hondo Ekai", but for some reason, the contact failed.

The only thing that worries Qin Zhibo now is that his hall Yinghai will take the initiative to find him.

After all, Japan is not a large country with abundant resources. The entire country is only one province of China. The chance of encounter may be higher than imagined.

Therefore, Qin Zhibo felt that he should be careful and pay attention to the men who approached him.

This hall Yinghai, this should be a male name.

This is what Qin Zhibo guessed.

Lying on the boss's chair, Qin Zhibo felt a little bored.

There wasn't much business coming to the office, so Qin Zhibo turned on the TV.

The content currently playing on the TV is a current affairs news dialogue program.

The show is hosted by both men and women. The male anchor is mediocre in appearance, but it makes the female anchor next to him youthful, beautiful and extraordinary in temperament.

The neat ponytail, the two strands of hair sticking up from the forehead, and the exquisite makeup even made Qin Zhibo have the urge to "investigate" her personally to see how many points such an appearance system could give her.

The subtitles that appeared at the bottom of the TV screen showed that the name of the female anchor was Rena Mizuna.

"He can even be said to be the savior of the Japanese police!"

The male anchor's words at this time made Qin Zhibo realize that the news on TV was the case that happened at Shuyu's house yesterday.

And one of the male anchors was vigorously promoting the person who solved yesterday's case, Kudo Shinichi.

Although Kudo Shinichi was not interviewed yesterday, according to people at the scene, the police still relied on Kudo Shinichi's reasoning to catch the murderer.

So at this time, a photo of Kudo Shinichi when he was on TV was put on the TV program, and coupled with daily press releases promoting Kudo Shinichi, it can stir up a lot of topics.

Seeing this news, Qin Zhibo also remembered that he still had something important to do.

Turning off the TV with a click of the remote control, Qin Zhibo turned on the big ass computer on his desk.

The computer is an ancient W95 system, and the desktop takes some time to load, but at least it shows that this computer is not just a display.

While the desktop was loading, Qin Zhibo took out the note written by Matsumoto Ryohei to him yesterday from his coat.

On the note was the URL of the secret website of a crazy member of the Corpse Ghoul Cult.

I entered the URL into the search box using the keyboard. After a few seconds of response, a search result accurately popped up on the almost blank page.

I moved the mouse lightly and clicked on the web page. The screen, which was so white that it dazzled my eyes, suddenly turned black.

This is a webpage with a pure black background. At the most eye-catching top of the webpage, there are two large characters made with bloody dripping special effects.

Nasha.

Slide the mouse wheel to continue browsing.

This webpage is shoddy, with no layout or aesthetics at all. Bloody vulgar animations and low-quality textures are randomly arranged in a pile. Large red and black color blocks almost fill the entire webpage.

Most people can tell after just a few glances that this is a spam webpage with little nutrition, and then close the webpage.

But Qin Zhibo came with a purpose after all, so he patiently slid the mouse wheel and finally found something valuable.

At the bottom of Nasha's webpage, there is a public message board.

This kind of message board does not require real-name registration. You only need to give a random nickname to speak on the message board. The time of speaking is also marked at the end of the speech.

There is currently only one message on the message board, and it was a message from a week ago.

[oんo: Is there anyone? 】

There is no response below this message, which seems to confirm that this is a dead website.

Although he was a little annoyed, Qin Zhibo had no choice but to use the oldest method.

Wait, just wait.

Next, Qin Zhibo turned on his computer and TV at the same time. While watching TV to relieve his boredom, he paid attention to whether anyone on the message board responded to messages.

In order to make the messages on the message board more timely and make it easier for him to fish, Qin Zhibo gave himself a random nickname and left a new message on the message board.

[Matsumoto Ryohei: I am also a fan of "that aspect", anyone? 】

The person who left the message before looked like a passerby who didn't understand anything at first glance, so Qin Zhibo guessed that the people from the Crazy Ghoul sect might have been wary and didn't reply to the passerby.

Therefore, Qin Zhibo's message uses quotation marks to imply that he also has a special hobby in that area, and first expresses his "loyalty".

Using Matsumoto Ryohei's name as a nickname was also to try his luck, to see if someone here would recognize Matsumoto Ryohei and strike up a conversation with him.

Qin Zhibo's wishful thinking was very good, but from noon until nightfall, there were no new messages on the message board.

Qin Zhibo felt like he was going blind after spending the entire afternoon facing this eye-catching and inferior webpage.

But just when Qin Zhibo was about to turn off his computer and go out to find something to eat, the purple font on the message board suddenly jumped.

New message!

Qin Zhibo quickly sat back on the chair and stared at the new message above.

【Crazy mouth food: Hey, new guy? 】

It seems that he doesn't know Matsumoto Ryohei, but that doesn't matter.

Qin Zhibo waited for more than half a minute and seemed less deliberate before continuing to leave a message on the message board.

[Matsumoto Ryohei: Yes, I am not very familiar with "eating". Do you have any experience or know-how? 】

Qin Zhibo didn't know how people like this usually communicated, so he simply pretended to be a newcomer.

Staring at the message board on the screen, Qin Zhibo waited anxiously for a reply, but after fifteen minutes, the message board scrolled again.

[Crazy mouth food: I don’t have time to teach you my experience now]

[Crazy mouth food: I just saw a little girl coming in and out alone at the entrance of Acupido Hotel. I followed her for a while, but there was no adult around her.]

[Crazy mouth food: I just have no money to spend recently. Those who can stay in such a big hotel must be the children of rich families, who can extort a large amount of money]

[Crazy mouth food: When I get the money, I can also participate in the dental festival. It’s really super luck! 】

"Crazy mouth eating" seemed to be showing off to others, leaving several sentences in a row and then stopped talking.

In Qin Zhibo's field of vision, the text description of the new mission appeared.

Side mission: solve the kidnapping of a young girl.

Mission requirements: Time limit is 1 hour. If the young girl dies, the mission will be considered failed.

Task reward: 300 general skill proficiency, 100 social credit.