The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

Conan and Hattori Heiji walked and talked, and walked farther and farther.

The two talked a lot about the organization.

In fact, although Hattori Heiji knew about the organization, he was not with Conan, so he could not update the version in real time.

Until now, he knew that the investigation organizations around the world were already in the cooperation stage, and Conan's father, Kudo Yusaku, was currently serving as the general consultant of the entire joint investigation team.

"Hey! Why did you tell me about such a big thing now?"

"It's too unfriendly~"

Hattori Heiji squatted down, nudged Conan with his elbow, and smiled: "Since your father is in charge of that group, let me join in too?"

"How about it? Kudo~"

Conan glanced at him helplessly, muttering: "How can I have such a big face? Even I don't know the specific situation of this investigation team now..."

Compared with Hattori Heiji's enthusiasm, Conan's face was full of seriousness.

He always felt that things were not that simple.

This joint action was unprecedented in both scale and intensity, and it was impossible for the organization to not receive any information.

But until now, the organization seems to have not taken any active countermeasures.

This silence is too scary...

"Hey!"

"Who is there!"

Suddenly, Hattori Heiji next to him turned his head and stared at a bush not far away vigilantly.

Conan immediately came to his senses and asked, "What's wrong?"

"There seems to be something over there..."

Conan looked in the direction of Hattori Heiji's sight, which looked like a very lush bush.

The two walked over to check, and Hattori Heiji stretched out his hand to pull apart the bushes, but there was nothing inside.

And at this moment, a brown squirrel sat on the ground not far away, making a "squeak" sound.

Obviously, it was this little guy who disturbed the two just now.

"Tsk, it turned out to be a squirrel..."

Hattori Heiji threw a contemptuous look and didn't take it to heart.

Conan turned around directly, "Forget it, we should go back too."

"Okay..."

Hattori Heiji nodded, and then smiled again.

"By the way, can you tell your dad about joining the investigation team? What if he allows me to join?"

"Are you kidding?"

"Oh~ It won't cost you anything~"

"You're annoying..."

"If you don't agree, I'll bother you today~"

The two of them walked back to the villa along the original path.

And the little squirrel that was standing on the ground just now also jumped into the deep forest.

Suddenly, a gray hand stretched out from the bushes, grabbed the squirrel accurately, and dragged it into the darkness.

...

The shooting lasted for six hours.

Until 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the last scene before dinner was being filmed in a room in the villa.

The actress on the monitor took out a large sword with a skull sword guard from the treasure chest.

"This, this is the magic sword that Yaozi said that zombies will turn into ashes as soon as they touch it... the sword of zombies."

"Strange, what's going on with this feeling?"

"It feels like something is rushing into my body..."

"Ah——! It's power!"

"I feel the power!"

After a very childish confession, the actress made a shameful expression in front of the glowing big sword, as if she was about to climax.

"Very good! Cut!"

With the director's "cut", the actress put down the big sword in her hand, and her expression returned to her usual coldness.

This made Conan and Hattori Heiji, who were standing outside, a little embarrassed.

Haha, it's worthy of being a low-budget movie. It looks cheap and shameful...

However, this shooting effect made Mao Lilan and Toyama Kazuha's eyes light up.

"It feels so shocking!"

"Yes! It's amazing~"

At this time, the few crew members compared the shooting effects with each other and confirmed that this film could pass.

The remaining shots were scenes that took place at night, so they had to wait until night to shoot.

Since it was still early, everyone decided to have dinner first and wait for nightfall before filming.

"By the way, where did Harawaki go today?" the director suddenly asked.

The photographer next to him looked around the set and murmured, "Strange, if it was normal, he would be picky about filming..."

"Then let's go and help find him?"

Conan's innocent face appeared beside the two with a smile.

The reason he took the initiative to offer his courtesy was that Maori Kogoro's body seemed to have not recovered yet, and it would be great if he could be allowed to stay here for one night.

And staying here can also avoid the risk of being targeted by the organization when returning to the office.

The director and the photographer turned their heads and were stunned. Before they could answer, Hattori Heiji pushed Conan's back and walked out, saying as he walked, "Anyway, he is in this villa, let's find him~"

"Ah? Then thank you for your help..."

...

When Conan and Hattori Heiji came to the corridor, they went straight to the second floor.

During this time, Hattori Heiji was still trying to persuade Conan to join the investigation team.

Although Conan repeatedly said that he couldn't do it, this Osaka black chicken just didn't give up.

"We are the best friends~"

"Good friends should support each other at this time~"

"Hehe..."

Conan grinned and laughed helplessly.

The two walked to the door of "Harawaki", the very confident screenwriter in the morning.

"Hey, everyone should start eating lunch~"

"If it's too late, everything will be gone~"

Hattori Heiji stood at the door and called twice. Seeing no response from inside, he reached out to pull the door handle.

The door opened directly.

The screenwriter inside was lying on the floor in a weird posture.

Conan and Hattori Heiji's pupils suddenly shrank, and they ran into the room and went around to the front of the screenwriter.

He was slightly curled up, lying on his side on the floor, and his eyes were closed forever.

Conan reached out to check the pulse, and then said with some anger: "Damn, he's dead..."

Hattori Heiji stared at the corpse's outstretched right hand, which was holding a black mobile phone.

He grabbed the phone with a handkerchief, and saw that the phone was in shooting mode. The screen showed Conan lying on the corpse's mouth and sniffing with concentration.

"It smells like bitter almonds, it's potassium cyanide..."

Conan straightened up and made his own judgment.

"Take a look at this..."

Hattori Heiji showed the dead man's phone.

Conan looked up and was also shocked.

"It's still recording..."

The two looked at each other and immediately realized that it might have recorded what happened.

So, the two of them got together tacitly and started to look through the mobile phone video.

...

In a dark car.

Rum lifted the curtain of the window next to him and looked out the window.

Next to the left eye covered by the black eye mask, the only normal right eye was staring at the fiery clouds above the distant mountains.

And under the afterglow of the sunset, a grand villa manor was located below the mountain.

The whole manor was like the hanging gardens of ancient Babylon, with steps built on the mountain and gardens in each block lined up, which was very artistic.

In the four directions of the manor, four angel statues stood on the top of the lighthouse, posing elegantly in the four directions of east, south, west and north.

Rum's expression was a little serious, and he immediately picked up the intercom.

"Begin the action..."

As his voice fell, several responses came from the intercom.

Then, there was another heavy sound of the switch.

Eng——

As the switch fell, the huge manor below was still silent.

But it seemed that something had happened again...

For example, the searchlight that should have been on at dusk was no longer on, and the anti-theft system of the manor was completely ineffective.

And the laptop on the small table in front of Rum, the pictures on the four lenses began to move respectively.

The four pictures moved very quickly, and soon they came to the gate of the manor.

They easily climbed over four different gates, and then continued to grope towards the inside of the manor.

Rum stared at the familiar scenes in the camera screen, and his mind was also immersed in the memory pictures from a long time ago.

"Dad! Look! I've finished my homework!"

"Very good, good boy, I'll buy you candy when I come back..."

In Isegawa Yuichi's childhood impression, his father, Isegawa Gozo, is a complex noun with multiple twists and turns.

When he was very young, his young father was a busy man with his career, but he did not lack love for his family.

He would stay at home for at least 4 hours every day.

At that time, Yuichi would always finish his homework before his father's dinner time, and get his father's praise before he left home.

But I don't know when his father's attitude began to become cold.

He was cold to his wife, cold to his children, and even to himself who ranked first in the whole grade, he just glanced at him indifferently, and then turned and left.

From then on, Isegawa Gozo's time to go home every day was shortened to less than 2 hours.

Yuichi didn't know what he had done wrong, so he could only work harder to get his father's attention.

This idea lasted for a long time.

With Yuichi's unremitting efforts, he was admitted to the best university in Japan with a score close to full marks, and after graduation, he passed the assessment and officially joined his father's company.

At that time, Yuichi thought that as long as he worked hard, he could get closer to his father step by step.

So he worked diligently and helped the "Manniu" company create one stock market miracle after another.

But even so, Iseya Gozo was still reluctant to talk to him, and even passed orders through his assistant.

However, Yuichi made rapid progress in the company. At the age of 30, he was promoted to the position of vice president of the company, second only to his father Gozo.

One day, Iseya Gozo finally called him back home from the company.

Originally, Yuichi was nervous and thought that his father was finally ready to recognize him.

But when the father and son were facing each other in the study, there was an old man in the room.

The old man sat behind the screen in the corner of the study. Just from the old silhouette created by the light, there was an indescribable sense of mystery.

"Rum, is this your most outstanding descendant?"

"Yes, Lord Karasuma."

Iseyagawa Gozo was very respectful to the back, which completely shocked Yuichi's worldview.

Because he had never seen his father be so respectful to anyone in his life.

This is the "Bull" Iseyagawa Gozo!

The one who can call the shots in the Japanese stock market!

Countless Japanese dignitaries want to befriend him!

Such a high-ranking person is actually respectful to an old man?

Who is this old man?

"Young man, go forward, let me see you..."

The old voice ordered.

For some reason, Yuichi walked forward as if his mind was possessed.

When he stood less than 2 meters away from the screen for less than 1 second, the old voice gave his judgment.

"Not bad..."

"Better than Pisco's descendants."

Yuichi bent his body slightly, staring at the silhouette on the screen in a daze, not knowing what it meant.

The silhouette was motionless and incredibly solemn.

It even made Yuichi think it was fake, and there might be a tape recorder and stickers stuck on the screen behind it.

But suddenly, the silhouette moved.

A thin and withered hand stretched out from the gap beside the screen, with a black ball in the palm of his hand.

"Taking this medicine can greatly delay the aging of your body..."

Xiong Yi was stunned, staring at the black sphere in his palm, and his brain was a little confused for a while.

Delay aging?

Did I hear it right...

He turned his head to his father behind him, wanting to seek help, but Ise Kawa Tsuyoshi just stood there silently, with no expression on his face.

Xiong Yi couldn't get an answer from his father, so he could only turn his head and continue to stare at the silhouette behind the screen.

The person inside seemed to guess what he was thinking, and comforted him: "Don't worry, this is not for nothing..."

"I want you to inherit your father's code name and serve me loyally."

"I want you to become the second person in the organization and unswervingly carry out all my orders."

"I want you to grow up as soon as possible, to the point of surpassing your father..."

"Until you can inherit this huge empire created by my own hands."

The figure behind the screen said a series of words, which deeply shocked Xiong Yi's heart.

He felt an unprecedented sense of mission.

It was as if a brighter road than his father's... no, than the road that Iseyagawa Tsuyoshi had taken was right in front of him.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and took the pill from his wrinkled palm.

He stared at the pill carefully for a few times, then closed his eyes and swallowed the pill.

It was hard to evaluate the taste of this black pill...

In short, it was not very good.

He chewed it quickly a few times and swallowed it all into his stomach.

In order not to waste even a little bit of the drug power, he even picked up the water cup from the table next to him and rinsed his mouth carefully.

From then on, Iseyagawa Yuichi was dead.

A younger and more ruthless second-in-command of the organization, "Rum", was born.