The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

As Qin Zhibo pressed the doorbell, a woman's voice came out from the doorbell pager.

"P-please, who is it?"

Two "pleases"?

Qin Zhibo was surprised, but still introduced himself in a calm tone.

"I am the detective invited by Mr. Kudo Shinichi."

Hattori Heiji, who was standing behind, glanced at the back of Qin Zhibo's head with displeasure.

Obviously I am the one!

"..."

However, the woman inside the door did not respond after listening to Qin Zhibo's introduction.

"strangeness……"

Conan raised his head and asked Hattori Heiji: "It sounded like a woman's voice just now?"

"Isn't this 'Kudo' living alone?"

Hattori Heiji patiently explained to his good friend, "I heard that after he returned to Tokyo, he hired a nanny to take care of him. It seems that he no longer goes to the company and stays at home."

As soon as Hattori finished speaking, the sliding door at the door opened.

A fat woman carefully poked her head out, her eyes constantly scanning the three people standing at the door.

When he saw Qin Zhibo, the leader, he was obviously surprised.

"That, that..."

"Mr. Kudo seems to be still sleeping, please come in first..."

Conan: Mr. Kudo sounds so awkward. It always feels like he is calling himself...

Qin Zhibo found that the woman looked very nervous, which logically shouldn't be.

Fukawa Zhoujiang, 39 years old, housekeeper...

The basic information above her head seemed fine, but why was she nervous?

…

Under the leadership of the housekeeper, several people put on slippers and entered the house.

But when she was at the door of the bedroom, the housekeeper suddenly stopped and turned back to speak to several people.

"that……"

"Mr. Kudo has a rule. Anyone who enters his room is not allowed to bring sharp objects, so please put your belongings outside the room..."

The three of them looked at each other, what kind of strange rule is this?

Although Hattori Heiji and Conan didn't say anything, it was a bit unpleasant to have to obey some inexplicable rules even though they were here to help for free.

Qin Zhibo took the initiative and asked: "Is Mr. Kudo afraid that someone will come to assassinate him?"

"This..." The housekeeper's expression was a little hesitant.

"In that case, go in and wake him up, and let him come out to see us."

"I'm afraid this won't work..." The housekeeper's eyes were uneasy again, "Actually, since I came to Mr. Kudo's house, Mr. Kudo has never left the door of this room..."

"What does this mean?" Hattori Heiji took a step forward, "Then how does he usually eat? How does he go to the toilet?"

After questioning by the three people, the housekeeper revealed Kudo Shinichi's weird rules.

It turns out that since Kudo Shinichi returned to Tokyo, he has been staying at home and relying on his housekeeper to take care of him.

I eat in the room every day and eat directly with my hands without using utensils.

Going to the toilet is done in the room using a bedpan, and the housekeeper will clean it every morning when she comes.

Not only that, he moved all the furniture out of the bedroom, including the bed, and transformed the room into a very strange look.

Also, the room door is not allowed to be opened for a long time. It must be closed immediately within five seconds of opening, and it is not allowed to be opened unless necessary...

There are countless rules like this, all of which are measures to prevent the curse of the "magic dog".

After listening to the housekeeper's story, both Conan and Hattori Heiji showed helpless expressions.

What's the magic dog curse? Isn't it just the fear of death?

But hasn’t he already given up his inheritance rights? Logically speaking, he has lost the value of being killed...

After the discussion last night, Ke Fu and Mouri Kogoro all agreed that this was the most common inheritance fight.

The eight adopted children saw that their adoptive mother was not going to die soon, and the Inubushi family's property was huge, so they naturally had their own thoughts.

Qin Zhibo felt that these measures taken by "Kudo Shinichi" were not to guard against criminals, but to guard against the "God of Death" in "The God of Death".

Otherwise it would be impossible to be cautious to such a neurotic level.

"Okay, since Mr. Kudo has concerns, let's just do as we please. Let's just put all our belongings here..."

Under Qin Zhibo's suggestion, Conan and Hattori Heiji couldn't say anything.

The three of them placed their mobile phones on the table, as well as keys, wallets and other personal belongings.

It feels like going through airport security, only a little more morbid.

Because just when Hattori Heiji put down his belongings, including the amulet, and was about to walk towards the bedroom, the housekeeper asked him to take off his hat again.

"What?!"

"Not even a hat?"

Hattori Heiji pointed to the peaked cap on his head. This hat is his reasoning state switch, and it is also one of the most important differences between him and Kudo Shinichi.

Conan frowned slightly, feeling that this was a bit too much.

No matter how worried you are about someone coming to harm you, you shouldn't even be allowed to wear a hat, right?

Not the Razorbacks...

"I'm very sorry. This is Mr. Kudo's request, and I just follow it..."

Hattori Heiji looked at the serious-looking housekeeper, and then at Conan and Qin Zhibo who were already standing at the bedroom door ready to enter.

After weighing it a bit in his mind, he decided to take off his hat.

The three of them put their personal belongings in the living room according to the rules. Then the housekeeper walked to the bedroom door and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Kudo, we have a visitor..."

"Mr. Kudo?"

There was no answer from behind the door.

The housekeeper gently opened the door, and the light from the corridor shone into the room. An unpleasant smell that had not been cleaned for a long time hit her face.

In the dimness, I saw a man with a plump forehead lying flat on the tatami, covered with a thin cool quilt.

Hattori Heiji pinched his nose and complained bluntly, "It smells so bad. How long has it been since this place was cleaned?"

"Mr. Kudo didn't let me clean..." the housekeeper quickly explained.

Although Conan was too short to pinch his nose, he was a little surprised when he saw Kudo Shinichi lying peacefully in an empty room without any furniture.

How could anyone live in a place like this?

That's not all the strangeness of this room.

All the corners, walls and door gaps in the room were covered with white plaster to form a relatively gentle arc, and the windows were completely sealed.

The only protruding object in the entire room was the round light bulb on the ceiling.

"This is……"

Conan has seen other houses and house modifications before, but this is the first time he has seen something so special.

The key point was that he couldn't figure out the meaning of this at all.

Just as a few people were standing at the door, stunned, the housekeeper suddenly spoke.

"Mr. Kudo is still sleeping, we'd better wait for him to wake up..."

With that said, the housekeeper was about to close the door, looking very anxious.

The door shaft shook, and the plaster in the gaps rubbed against each other, making an unpleasant noise.

But at this moment, Qin Zhibo suddenly stretched out his hand to hold the door, preventing him from closing it.

"Eh?"

The housekeeper, Conan, and Hattori Heiji were all stunned.

Especially the latter two, they were all prepared to wait for Kudo Shinichi to wake up and then let him come out to talk to them in person.

The room was smelly and weird, and they definitely didn't want to go in.

"Mr. Detective, this, this is..."

The housekeeper was so frightened that she stammered in her words.

Qin Zhibo stared at Kudo Shinichi in the room with a serious face, and said calmly: "There is no need to close the door."

"Because Mr. Kudo is dead..."

"What?!"

Conan and Hattori Heiji's faces were shocked, and they ran directly into the room and stretched out their hands to test Kudo Shinichi's pulse.

There was no warmth in the pale skin, and there was no pulse at all.

"He is indeed dead..." Hattori Heiji murmured.

Qin Zhibo also walked into the room at this time and came within a two-meter investigation distance of the body.

【Corpse Investigation√】

[Name of deceased: Shinichi Kudo]

[Time of death: 1 hour ago]

[Cause of death: cardiac arrest]

[The corpse investigation is completed and character skills obtained: Accountant]

[Acquire repeated skills, converted into 1000 skill proficiency of that skill]

Qin Zhibo was a little surprised when he saw the results of the corpse investigation.

What does cardiac arrest mean?

There was no poison or external harm, does that mean he died naturally?

Just when Qin Zhibo thought so, the system popped up a notification about a long-lost case.

[Main mission: Find out the murderer of this case]

[Task requirements: 72 hours time limit, and survive successfully]

[Task reward: 10,000 general skill proficiency]

Um?

When looking at the first line of system prompts, Qin Zhibo didn't pay much attention.

It wasn't until I saw the mission requirements on the second line that I realized that the mission released this time was not a side mission?

A main quest?

And judging from the mission rewards, this main mission should be more difficult.

Especially the mission requirements also involve the requirement of "survival".

Survive.

It means that this investigation will encounter something that can threaten his life...

While Qin Zhibo was thinking to himself, Hattori Heiji also determined the approximate time of death of the corpse through his own "observation, hearing, asking, and doing things."

"Judging from the stiffness of the corpse's jaw, the time of death was at least one hour."

Hearing this, the housekeeper standing at the door widened her eyes and kept muttering in shock, "This, this...how could this happen?"

Hattori Heiji stood up slowly, looked back at the housekeeper, and asked in a deep voice: "Since you know that Mr. Kudo is still sleeping, you should have checked in this room before we came over, right?"

"Didn't you notice anything unusual at that time?"

The housekeeper stood there blankly, holding her hands on her chest. She hesitated for a moment before saying, "No, I didn't notice..."

"At that time, I just came in and took away the bedpan, and saw that Mr. Kudo was sleeping..."

But as soon as the housekeeper finished speaking, Qin Zhibo walked up to the housekeeper with his hands in his pockets.

Suddenly, Qin Zhibo's upper body suddenly thrust forward, and a manly mixed-race face directly faced the housekeeper.

Hello!

This shocked Hattori Heiji and Conan, who subconsciously thought Qin Zhibo was going to kiss the aunt.

"Ma'am, do you know what I smell?"

The housekeeper pulled her head back, her eyes full of nervousness and uneasiness.

"Yes, what is it..."

"It smells like lying."

"Uh, ah?" The housekeeper's pupils trembled, and she became a little more nervous.

Qin Zhibo kept a serious face and continued to use words to break through the housekeeper's psychological defense.

"I think you should have known that Mr. Kudo was dead from the beginning, right?"

"When I first came here and rang the doorbell, your tone on the doorbell pager was unusual."

"Obviously we made an appointment in advance to come, but when you heard us ringing the doorbell, you said two words 'please'..."

"It means your brain was in a state of extreme agitation at that time."

"And things went as I expected. As soon as you pushed the door open, I discovered that Mr. Kudo was dead on the tatami."

This is a lie.

Qin Zhibo discovered that Kudo Shinichi was dead through the light at the investigation point.

The other two detectives present were shocked after hearing these words.

Qin Zhibo actually noticed such a trivial detail?

Moreover, the deceased was about 4 meters away from the door, and the room was dimly lit. How could he be sure that the person was dead just by standing at the door?

What kind of terrifying observation is this?

Conan, who looked relatively calm, was used to it.

But Hattori Heiji had spent a long time calmly pretending to be cool in front of the police, and he seemed to have forgotten the man's own settings.

On this day, Hattori Hei once again recalled the fear of being dominated by Qin Zhibo's terrifying observation power.

"If this matter has nothing to do with you, I suggest you tell what you know..."

"Otherwise, when the police arrive, your situation will be very unfavorable."

Qin Zhibo's words are by no means alarmist.

Because once Officer Memu arrives, the housekeeper will definitely be identified as the first suspect in such a simple and clear scene without any unnecessary items or people.

But because he had received the system task just now, Qin Zhibo knew that this housekeeper was most likely not the murderer.

Otherwise, a murderer of her level is far from worth the system's 10,000 proficiency points.

Faced with Qin Zhibo's psychological offensive and the completely unexpected plot trend, the frightened housekeeper's face was already covered with sweat.

"W-who are you?"

"oh?"

Qin Zhibo smiled slightly, "Didn't I introduce myself when I rang the doorbell just now? I'm a detective..."

"It's just that I am somewhat famous. I am the famous detective Qin Zhibo."

"What?" The housekeeper became even more frightened.

"How could this happen...that's not what he said!"

Upon hearing the keyword, Qin Zhibo, Hattori Heiji, and Conan suddenly looked shocked.

"who is he?"

"Yes..." The housekeeper hesitated for a moment, but decided to speak out.

"It's the murderer!"

"The murderer said that the people here today are just children. As long as you do what he said, you can successfully get away with it!"

After hearing the housekeeper's explanation, Qin Zhibo turned directly to look at Hattori Heiji next to the corpse.

When I came here, I only heard Shuiwu Reina saying that she was being "visited at home", so I came here temporarily.

Conan should also be an unexpected presence, and the "child" the murderer mentioned should be Hattori Heiji.

At this time, Hattori Heiji also realized that the "child" the murderer was talking about was him, and he couldn't help but clenched his fists angrily.

hateful!

Who are you talking about, the child?