The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

"Hello?

"Uncle, what's going on upstairs? Have you found that guy?"

The questioning voice of Kuroba Kaito came from the wireless microphone.

Qin Zhibo walked to a place far away from the crowd, and after confirming that no one was watching him, he whispered: "The person was not found, but the bomb was found..."

"B-bomb?"

Kuroba Kaito, who was guarding the elevator door on the first floor, exclaimed, causing the passers-by to cast strange looks.

He quickly shut up and confirmed again: "Are you right? There is a bomb in this building?"

"Yes, all the entrances and exits on the third floor have been sealed by bombs. No one is allowed to enter or exit..."

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Kuroba Kaito also put on a serious expression.

"Then what do you do? Can you escape?"

Qin Zhibo glanced at the direction of the stairs and escalators. Passers-by were staring at the stairs leading downstairs with longing eyes.

But due to the bomber's warning, no one dared to take a step forward.

"Not at the moment."

Qin Zhibo changed the topic, "But there is no need to escape. The bomber this time was a little strange. He made a request. As long as you follow his request and find the person who sent him the red T-shirt, the bomb will be gone. Detonate.”

"is that so……"

Kuroba Kaito groaned, not knowing how to understand this prisoner's brain circuit.

Making bombs to threaten so many innocent passers-by is just to satisfy this weird request, you're an old popcorn person.

"Then what should I do next?" Kuroba Kaito asked again.

Qin Zhibo thought for a while, "You stay on the first floor, pay attention to when 'Qianye' leaves, and... call the police."

"Okay... then you should also pay attention to your safety."

"That's natural."

After ending the call, Qin Zhibo closed his eyes and cast the finding spell again.

According to the direction of the finding spell, "Qianye" is currently upstairs, and the specific floor is unknown.

Due to the threat of bombers, the stairs and escalators on the third floor are currently inaccessible.

Although the bomber threatened everyone not to leave this floor, in fact when the passerby uncle stated the prisoner's request, some clever passers-by took the lead and fled downstairs.

As for people above the third floor, if they enter this floor now, they will only be stuck on this floor.

As for the elevator, under the instruction of Kogoro Mori, the staff stopped the elevator.

Currently, people on this floor cannot leave, and people on the floors above cannot leave at this time, including "Chiba".

As for calling the police, even if Qin Zhibo didn't arrange for Kuroba Kaito to do so, the people who escaped from this floor would definitely call the police.

This time the bomber did not confiscate the mobile phone in advance. As far as Qin Zhibo could see, there were many people talking on the phone with worried expressions.

If that happens, it won't be long before the police come and surround the building.

With the police escort, even if the black organization plans to take any action, it is estimated that they will not dare to act rashly.

The next step is to find the bomber and the person who sent the red T-shirt as soon as possible to solve the bomb crisis on this floor.

Thinking in his mind, Qin Zhibo planned to return to the elevator entrance to see how far the clues there were progressing.

But just as he was about to walk over, he suddenly realized that his face might be discovered by Conan.

Once you get caught up in Conan, you'll be in trouble.

And it's better for me to stand up and reason openly without using my true face this time.

Because I have to come into contact with "Chiba" later, even if I can change my face, I can't change my clothes in one second.

In full view of the public, there is still a risk of exposing one's identity in front of the organization.

To be on the safe side, it’s better to buy a hat to block it...

…

Rice Flower Department Store, third floor, at the elevator entrance.

Under the on-site command of Mori Kogoro, the mall has stopped the operation of elevators and escalators.

In addition, guests upstairs were also warned not to go downstairs.

Strictly speaking, anyone above the third floor is now a target of bomb threats.

Toru Amuro, who was standing next to him, held his chin in one hand, thinking about countermeasures in his heart.

He took a cursory glance at the bomb tied to the passerby's body and confirmed that the person who made the bomb was not very skilled, and it was just the simplest remote control bomb.

As long as he is given 10 seconds to remove the power supply of the remote control device, the bomb will not explode.

But the key is that there are too many bombs on this floor and they are scattered in various locations on the floor. He cannot defuse them all at the same time by himself.

And the most troublesome thing is that the bomber is probably also on this floor, monitoring everyone's every move.

Toru Amuro's eyes swept across the onlookers in front of the elevator, but everyone's face was full of fear, and the uneasiness in their eyes made it impossible for him to tell which one was the culprit.

It seems that the only way to satisfy the prisoner's request is...

Toru Amuro turned to look at the passerby and said seriously: "Uncle, the prisoner's request is to find the person who sent the red T-shirt, right?"

"Um."

"But even if we find the person who sent the T-shirt, what are the prisoners going to do?"

The passerby, whose forehead was covered with beads of sweat, shook his head in confusion, "I don't know, that person never said..."

Toru Amuro asked again: "Then how did he determine that the person who sent the T-shirt was on this floor at this moment?"

The passerby uncle still shook his head, "I don't know this either, he didn't say it in such detail..."

At this time, Conan next to him raised his head and said in a childlike voice: "Brother Amuro, I think the person who planted the bomb may have had some clues before this, right?"

"Actually, a suspected bomber called Uncle Maori to investigate the issue of receiving a red T-shirt every week..."

"This is the man who made an appointment with his uncle to meet at the sports counter of the Popcorn Department Store after noon today."

"So that's it..." Toru Amuro nodded slightly, understanding.

When they met in front of the sports counter for the first time just now, Toru Amuro just heard from Xiaolan that there was a client who wanted to meet here, but he didn't know what the specific client was.

If this is the case, the bomber should indeed have some clues.

And this clue should be a simple clue that can be easily seen through without hiring a detective.

"Hey, this uncle..."

Toru Amuro turned around and called out to the passerby who was wearing a bomb on his waist, "Since the bomber has made a request, please take down that bag."

"Don't worry, in the name of my teacher, the famous detective Qin Zhibo, I will solve this case perfectly."

"okay……"

The passerby nodded and handed the sports bag on his shoulder to Toru Amuro.

Mouri Kogoro also hurried over and took out the red T-shirts one by one.

In the end, a total of 13 red T-shirts were lined up in a straight line.

After simple identification, these T-shirts were of exactly the same size and style. They were all sports shirts, characterized by being close-fitting and easy to absorb sweat.

In addition to the T-shirts, each T-shirt also comes with individual express packaging.

The address was torn off the express receipt on the express package, leaving only the time.

"Judging from the time on the express receipt, we can know that two T-shirts were delivered before the fifth, sixth, and seventh weeks."

"But I don't know why, but only one piece was sent four weeks ago..."

"But from three weeks ago, two weeks ago and then last week, it went back to two a week."

"The total is 13 pieces."

Kogoro Mouri repeated the information he saw in his eyes, while Conan and Toru Amuro stood aside silently observing with their hands in their pockets.

Both of them knew that from this unknown shipping pattern, there was a high probability that the sender would not appear in the Rice Krispies Department Store today.

It should be a more straightforward clue...

At this moment, the passerby uncle quietly approached Mouri Kogoro from behind.

"There...is there any meaning in this?"

"I don't know, except that the total number is 13 and the number is a bit unlucky..."

As Mouri Kogoro was talking, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck and said in shock: "Hey! Didn't I tell you not to come closer? You still have a bomb tied to your body!"

"Yeah, sorry!"

The passerby stepped back quickly, causing the onlookers behind him to also step back in fright.

Conan looked up at the passerby and suddenly saw a red mark on the back of his shoulder.

"Uncle, the coat you are wearing has red stains on the shoulders..."

"ah?"

The passerby looked shocked

"Red!" Mouri Kogoro stood up quickly after hearing this, "Does this have anything to do with this incident?"

The passerby uncle quickly pulled the clothes on his back, and sure enough he saw the red color on his back.

"I think... this must be someone's lipstick, because the tram I took was very crowded, there were many people..."

"What..." Mouri Kogoro looked a little disappointed and said: "Anyway, you should stand farther away first and don't get too close to here."

At the request of Mouri Kogoro, the passerby could only retreat a few meters back.

But in Toru Amuro's eyes, with the amount of plastic bombs tied to this uncle's body, the difference between a broken corpse and a whole corpse just a few meters away.

But just now, the passerby uncle did not hesitate to pull the clothes on his shoulders, which made Toru Amuro a little concerned.

If a normal person knows that there is a bomb strapped to his body, he should be careful no matter what he does, right?

But this passerby uncle actually has no taboo...

At this moment, Mao Lilan poured out a piece of white paper from the express bag containing the red T-shirt.

When I picked it up and looked at it, I realized it was a shopping mall receipt for buying a T-shirt.

However, the upper left corner and upper right corner of this note were torn off, as if to hide some key information.

Not only this bag, but all other express bags also have receipts.

When all the bills were displayed, everyone immediately understood why the bomber targeted this shopping mall accurately.

Because the special symbols on these bills are the symbols of this Mihua Department Store.

"And the date on the receipt is exactly the same as the date on the express delivery receipt on the bag. It can be seen that these red T-shirts were sent out on the same day they were purchased from the mall..."

Just as Mouri Kogoro was analyzing seriously, and Toru Amuro, Conan, and Mouri Ran were listening in, a voice came from behind again.

Mouri Kogoro's ears trembled. He thought it was the passerby who had the bomb tied to him again, and he quickly turned his head to keep the person away.

But when I looked back, I realized it was a man in a wheelchair.

"Eh?"

Mouri Kogoro was stunned for a moment, thinking that this person was here to take the initiative to admit that he was the one who sent the red T-shirt. Just as he was about to ask, Toru Amuro hurried over to explain.

"Sorry, this is my cousin, Okiya Subaru."

"He might be a little interested in this incident, right? Cousin?"

Okiya Subaru, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked grim, but nodded his head without hesitation.

"Forehead……"

Mouri Kogoro's eyes were obviously disgusted, "I said, this is no joke..."

Before he could finish his words, Toru Amuro quickly smoothed things over with a smile, "Don't worry, my cousin is just here to look around and won't do anything."

Seeing that Amuro Toru insisted on letting the man in a wheelchair observe here, Mouri Kogoro couldn't say anything, so he had to agree.

"Okay, but you can only watch from here, don't come up and get in the way."

"Yes!" Toru Amuro agreed on Subaru's behalf.

After sending Mouri Kogoro away, Toru Amuro took a deep look at Subaru Okiya who was staring intently at the bills on the ground.

It seems that even if he loses his memory, the persistence in solving mysteries that is in his blood cannot fade away.

Conan here has discovered other things these notes have in common.

"It seems that these red T-shirts were all bought after 12:28..."

"Really?!"

Mouri Kogoro quickly turned around and squatted on the ground to check. When he saw it, it was indeed the case.

Combined with the fact that these bills were from the Popcorn Department Store and were of the type of sports T-shirts, it is clear why the bomber believed that the person who sent the red T-shirts was in the mall now.

It's now past 1 p.m., and the person who bought the red T-shirt should have finished buying it.

Just ask the clerk selling the T-shirt to describe the characteristics of the person buying it.

Toru Amuro immediately turned around and asked the mall staff behind him, "Miss, do you know which counter sells these red T-shirts?"

The young lady was stunned for a moment, "Probably at the sports goods counter..."

"Take us there quickly!"

"Okay, okay, please come this way!"

The young lady walked in front, followed by Mouri Kogoro, Conan, and Amuro Toru.

When the onlookers saw that the incident seemed to have taken a new turn, they also followed him.

The elevator entrance, which was originally surrounded by crowds, was instantly reduced to a handful of onlookers.

Mao Lilan and Okiya Subaru, who is in a wheelchair, can only stay here because one is asked to look at these clothes and the other has limited mobility.

Just as the two of them were staring at these T-shirts, a tall figure came from behind and stood in front of a row of red T-shirts.

"Eh?"

Mao Li was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to stop this blond man wearing a black peaked cap.

While Mao Lilan was stunned, the blond man had already knelt down, glanced at the red T-shirts, and then started to play with them.

Thanks to Duai Lingbo and book friend 33021205469919 for the reward!