The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

Kudo's house, Conan is not idle either.

He first put away the clothes washed and dried last night, and cleaned up the water stains on the bathroom floor and in the washing machine.

Qin Zhibo had previously told them to pretend that they had never been here and not leave any traces.

After putting away his clothes and returning to the study, Conan looked around the birdcage-shaped room and then at the photo of "Yusaku Kudo" and "Yukiko" on the table.

In Conan's own home, there is also a photo of the Kudo couple, but the background and clothing of the photo are different.

The original photo showed the Kudo couple wearing fashionable clothes, taking a group photo at a city port, with the sea as their back.

In this photo, the Kudo couple are wearing work jackets and taking a group photo in front of a ruined wall that resembles an ancient ruin.

I was shocked by a series of things last night, but I didn't notice this difference.

This inevitably aroused Conan's curiosity.

What kind of people are the "Conan", "Yusaku Kudo" and "Yukiko Kudo" in this world?

How is it different from the original world?

Thinking of this, Conan turned on the computer and entered the name Kudo Yusaku into the search bar.

After waiting for two seconds, countless search results popped up.

It doesn't matter if Conan doesn't look at it, he will find the problem as soon as he looks at it.

Yusaku Kudo is a world-famous science fiction writer and archaeologist. His representative works include "The Whispering in the Dark Night", "The Witch's Sabbat", "Tokyo City Ghost Story", "The Color of the Starry Sky", "The Haze of Noboru Moeju", "Footsteps Underground" etc.

what is this?

Looking at these messy work names, Conan was a little dumbfounded.

Also, my dad is obviously a mystery writer, so why did he become a science fiction writer in this world?

In a hurry, Conan searched online for another important person who created "himself", Kudo Yukiko.

Fortunately, Yukiko's resume is relatively normal. Fujimine Yukiko was born as an actress and reached the peak of her career. She retired at the age of 20 and married Kudo Yusaku...

In other words, only "Dad" is different from the one in the original world.

And what the hell is an archaeologist? When did dad do archaeological research?

Just when Conan was confused, a voice came from the entrance. It was Qin Zhibo who was back.

Conan ran over quickly.

…

Seeing Conan take the initiative to greet him, Qin Zhibo joked with a smile.

"What? Are you so hungry?"

Conan did not deny that hunger was one of the reasons. Since last night, Shuimei had not broken his teeth. Who wouldn't be hungry?

But the most important thing is that he needs to let Qin Zhibo, who is "proficient" in the concept of time travel, go over and take a look.

"It's Kudo Yusaku, there seems to be something wrong with him..."

"No? What's wrong?"

"He..." For a moment, Conan didn't know how to explain the difference. "You'll understand when you come over and take a look."

Qin Zhibo put on his slippers and came to the study with the breakfast he just bought.

Conan jumped on the chair and pointed at the page on the computer screen.

"Look, this is the identity of 'Kudo Yusaku' in this world!"

Qin Zhibo browsed the above introduction and understood what Conan meant.

"Isn't it just that the names of the books I wrote are different? This is normal. After all, we are two people in two worlds..."

Although they seem to have the same identity, there are definitely some differences in details and they are not exactly the same.

Just like the "Conan" in this world can drive his skateboard dozens of meters into the sky, but Conan can't.

Seeing that Qin Zhibo was unmoved, Conan raised his hand and pointed to his identity and shouted: "The 'Kudo Yusaku' of this world is not a mystery novelist!"

"Um..." Qin Zhibo was a little helpless, "Is this important?"

Conan frowned and said with an extremely serious expression: "Of course this is important! If Kudo Yusaku is not a mystery novelist, how did Conan's reasoning ability in this world come from?"

"How can he become a detective?!"

There is no doubt that Conan is very concerned about Japan's traditional hereditary system. Although Kudo Yusaku's identity as a mystery writer is not hereditary, his reasoning ability will be inherited.

Just like a mouse's son can dig holes, Yusaku's son can reason.

But the Kudo Yusaku of this world is not even a mystery novelist, so how can he reason?

It is impossible for "Conan" to regard becoming a famous detective as his lifelong ambition.

Qin Zhibo thought for a moment and understood what Conan was surprised about, so he patiently explained.

"Doesn't this just mean that even without Kudo Yusaku's influence, you are destined to become a detective?"

"This is the true choice in your heart."

"And who says science fiction writers don't have the ability to reason? Strictly speaking, reasoning is a kind of logical thinking. As long as the logical thinking ability is strong enough, everyone can reason."

"Whether you are writing science fiction or being an archaeologist, you need rigorous logical thinking skills, so on this point, 'Yusaku Kudo' and 'Conan' still have something in common..."

After listening to Qin Zhibo's words, Conan's eyes looked thoughtful.

After all, I have never seen the "Kudo Yusaku" of this world, so why do I think that others can't reason?

As Qin Zhibo said, this is not an important thing.

It's just that I have always regarded Kudo Yusaku as the benchmark of reasoning in my mind, and I have always wanted to surpass him.

But the benchmark in this world suddenly disappeared, and I felt a little panicked.

"What you said makes sense..."

Conan took another look at the webpage before letting go of his grudge.

Gulu...

At this time, Conan's stomach made an unsatisfactory sound again, making him blush a little.

"Then let's eat."

…

Qin Zhibo and Conan had been hungry for a long time, and the food they brought from the convenience store was quickly cleared away like a whirlwind.

After eating, Conan touched his round belly and asked Qin Zhibo what he planned to do next.

"I thought about it. We don't have legal status and don't have much money left. We can only find the woman named 'Fujiko Mine' last night and ask her to take us to the Kingdom of Vespagna."

Conan asked, "Will that cunning woman listen to you?"

Qin Zhibo smiled slightly and explained: "Think about it, now that she is carrying the real Princess Mira, she will definitely be wanted by the Japanese police and Vespania."

"In order to avoid being discovered, she must choose to cooperate with us."

"Otherwise, we can call the police to arrest her at any time. Even if we can't catch her, it can slow down her departure from Japan. This is definitely what she doesn't want to see."

Conan thought so, that's true, but the problem is...

"How are you going to find that woman? It's been 10 hours since last night."

Qin Zhibo is naturally confident about this.

"Don't forget, my ability to find pets is top-notch..."

"Oh." Conan nodded subconsciously, then reacted in an instant, "What does finding a pet have to do with finding a person?"

But when he looked up, Qin Zhibo had already picked up the leftover garbage bag. He was wearing a brown windbreaker over a black suit, a very warm outfit.

"Without further ado, let's get ready to go."

"This is your home. I'll leave the restoration of the study to you. I'll go out and wait for you first..."

Qin Zhibo took the garbage bag and left, allowing Conan to restore the study to its original appearance with peace of mind.

Conan quickly shut down the computer and restored the furniture to its original position.

But when he was about to leave, he glanced at the bookshelf next to a pillar.

According to the habits of Kudo Yusaku in the original world, the bookshelf is filled with Kudo Yusaku's own works.

Looking at that corner, Conan felt itchy.

After thinking for two seconds, Conan decided to walk to the bookshelf.

Which one to read?

His eyes slid over the titles on the spine of the book, until a name made his eyes stop suddenly.

"Whispers in the Dark"...sounds very similar to my father's famous work "The Duke of the Night"...

That’s it.

Conan raised his hand and pulled out the book. It was relatively thin and could just fit into his arms.

After putting the book in his pocket, Conan trotted out of the study with the "Solar Flying Skateboard" as his trophy last night.

…

Outside Kudo's house, Qin Zhibo threw away the garbage and materialized the mountain bike.

I really have no money to take a taxi, so I have to rely on riding a bicycle.

After throwing away the garbage, he put on the magic extraction gloves and prepared to cast the finding spell

The finding spell cannot search for targets that are too far away, and the farthest range is probably the entire Tokyo.

After one night, Qin Zhibo thought that Fujiko Mine had not left Tokyo.

There are three reasons to support this judgment. First, Qin Zhibo used the Finding Object Curse last night in order to verify whether there is magic in this world.

At that time, I clearly sensed Mine Fujiko's position.

Second, a cunning woman like Mine Fujiko should know the truth about darkness under the light. Besides, the police did not disclose the news that Princess Mira was kidnapped, so it is not dangerous to stay in Tokyo.

Third, if you want to leave Japan and go to the Kingdom of Vespania, whether by air or sea, you are more likely to leave from Tokyo.

Qin Zhibo closed his eyes and recalled Fujiko Mine's appearance in his mind.

Although Princess Mila can also be used as a hidden object, there is also Maori Lan, and the two are really easy to get confused.

Her wavy reddish-brown hair is her real hair color, and her voluptuous and charming figure is also a must, especially the two dizzying "headlights" in the front.

After standing for a few seconds, a direction appeared in Qin Zhibo's mind.

Southeast direction...

It's close to Tokyo Port. Is she planning to take the sea route?

Qin Zhibo calculated the distance to Tokyo Port on the navigator and thought something was wrong in his heart.

It's too far away from Tokyo Port, so you won't be able to catch it by bicycle.

But he didn't even have the money for a taxi, and the money in Conan's wallet was far from enough.

It’s really a penny that can stump a heroic man!

This is how to do ah?

Qin Zhibo looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he had an evil idea in his heart.

Since I am an outsider, and this is the capital of sin, Mihua, then I will do as the locals do and go to someone's house to "borrow" some money...

At this moment, a white Subaru car drove out from the house in Mima Village not far away.

The white car was coming this way, and Qin Zhibo moved the bicycle to the side of the road wisely to let it pass.

But the white car stopped in front of Qin Zhibo, and the driver's window slowly lowered.

"Sir, are you going somewhere?"

"Maybe I can give you a ride..."

The person who came was none other than the socially fearful college student I met when I went to the convenience store just now, named Subaru Okiya.

Seeing the other party sitting on the seat with a smile and extending the invitation, Qin Zhibo was a little surprised. It turned out that this person was not a social fear.

Instead, is he a social cow?

It's just that it's really suspicious that someone who is not a relative or a friend suddenly offers to give me a ride.

While Qin Zhibo was thinking, Conan also walked out of Kudo's house, turned around and secured the large iron gate of the yard without locking it.

When Subaru Okiya saw Conan coming out of Kudo's house, his eyebrows obviously twitched, but his narrowed eyes made it difficult to predict his specific reaction.

Qin Zhibo caught this, thought about it for a while, and decided to give it a try.

"We're going to Tokyo Port."

Subaru Okiya paused for two seconds with a thoughtful expression before replying: "The place I want to go to is also near Tokyo Port, and I can pick you up just right..."

"Get in the car."

"Thank you, big brother!"

Facing Qin Zhibo's invitation, Conan thanked him in a child's voice without thinking and got in the car through the back door.

He thought it was Qin Zhibo who took the initiative to find a hitchhike from passers-by. After all, Mihua's "people's customs are simple" and hitchhiking was a normal thing. He, Dr. A Li and the Maori family in the original world often did this.

Then when the other party hitchhiked to the destination, it was another story...

Qin Zhibo did not get on the bike directly, but first pushed the bike into an alley where no one could see it. It seemed that he was going to lock the bike, but in fact he was taking the bike back to the toolbar.

Back at the car, Qin Zhibo took the initiative to sit in the passenger seat.

Subaru Okiya, who was in the main driver's seat, held the steering wheel with both hands and stared at Qin Zhibo with squinted eyes as he got into the car, then smiled.

"Okay, I'm driving..."

…

White cars speed through the city streets.

9:30 in the morning is already the morning rush hour for work, so there is inevitably some traffic jam.

However, Subaru Okiya can always plan a better route in advance, so that the car heads southeast most of the time.

Driving to a road with few vehicles, Okiya Subaru, who was driving with squinted eyes, suddenly asked.

"Sir, you look like you are not Japanese, are you?"

Conan, who was sitting in a daze in the back seat, suddenly turned his head and looked forward.

Qin Zhibo smiled slightly, "I have good eyesight. I am indeed not Japanese, but I do have some Japanese ancestry."

Okiya Subaru stared forward, nodded slightly twice, and asked again: "American?"

"Yeah." Qin Zhibo did not deny it.

Subaru Okiya controlled the steering wheel and smiled casually: "Actually, I have a friend. He is also an American, but he is also part Japanese... With all due respect, your appearance reminds me of that friend of mine."

Qin Zhibo raised his eyebrows, "Oh? So similar?"

"Haha..." Subaru Okiya laughed dryly, "Who says it's not the case..."

The conversation between the two seemed casual, but it was somewhat meaningful.

Conan frowned and looked at the two people in front of him. According to the routine of finding topics between strangers, shouldn't he ask about the other person's identity and trivial matters such as "what are you going to do?"

And he deliberately didn’t ask himself what the hell?