The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

The man was tall and burly, with a ferocious face.

Wearing a black suit with a black top hat, a black tie and a dark purple shirt underneath, he has a thick beard under his nose, and below that is a chin like a butt groove.

"Have a shot of tequila."

He spoke with a strange accent, but his voice was as rough as his appearance.

Regarding this man's identity, Qin Zhibo knew that he was most likely a member of a black organization without any investigation.

The whole person, both in terms of clothing and natural tone, is almost exactly the same as Saburo Uozuka.

Above the man's head, Qin Zhibo saw his personal information.

——

Name: Hirota Yukio

Sex: Male

Age: 45

Occupation: Trader

Social Credit: 850

——

His occupation is different from that of Uotsuka Saburo, but in terms of social credit, the two of them are pitifully low.

On the other side of the bar, the bartender neatly placed a glass of tequila with half a lemon in front of Hirota Yukio, then turned around and took out a black leather case from under the bar and placed it on the bar counter.

Then, the bartender returned to the middle of the bar without saying a word and continued to clean the wine glasses.

Hirota Yukio boldly picked up the tequila and drank it down in one gulp. The glass hit the bar with a "pop" sound. He took out two bills from his pocket and put them on the bar. Then he grabbed the handle of the black suitcase and left. to the bar.

Qin Zhibo, who pretended to be concentrating on drinking, witnessed the entire process.

This man named Hirota Yukio barely said a word to the bartender throughout the whole process, except for the first sentence, "Let's have a glass of tequila."

But when he left, Hirota received a black suitcase.

It seems that the bartender here is also a member of the black organization?

But since he was one of his own, why did Hirota Yukisei give him money after drinking?

Are you putting on a show for an outsider like yourself?

is this necessary?

Or maybe he is overthinking it, and this Hirota Yukio is actually just a regular customer of this bar. Someone actually stored something here and entrusted the bartender to hand it over to Hirota Yukio?

Regardless of the possibility, Qin Zhibo must hurry up to chase Guangtian Xingsheng, otherwise he will lose this hard-won clue.

But before leaving, Qin Zhibo still needs to eliminate the last trace of his activities here.

Qin Zhibo picked up the wine glass, drank the last sip of malt whiskey inside, and then quietly put on the magic extractor.

When the hand wearing the magic extractor was held on the wine glass, Qin Zhibo recited the spell silently in his heart, and then used a cleaning spell.

Cleansing spells, as the name suggests, are spells for cleaning items.

According to Koizumi Anko, this is a spell used by witches to clean the crucible. It can not only remove dirt on the physical level, but more importantly, it can wash away the remaining magic power on the crucible.

Now this seemingly useless spell for Qin Zhibo has come in handy.

A cleaning spell, which costs 1 point of magic power, can clean the cup inside and out without leaving any fingerprints or saliva.

Afterwards, Qin Zhibo quickly paid the bill and walked out of the cocktail bar.

After Qin Zhibo left, the bearded bartender turned his head and glanced at the cup Qin Zhibo left on the bar, and was not in a hurry to clean it up.

On the street, Qin Zhibo followed Guangtian Xingsheng from a distance.

Although he came out of the Daikoku Building a few minutes late, Yukio Hirota, who was dressed in black among the crowd, was really easy to spot.

Coupled with his tall stature, he definitely stands out among the Japanese who are generally not that tall.

Following Hirota Xingsheng all the way, Qin Zhibo arrived in front of the Rice Flower Hotel not far from the Dahei Building. A sign at the front door of the hotel read "Mantiantian's new work released."

Full of heaven?

Isn’t it Ren?

Qin Zhibo put aside his doubts for the time being and followed Hirota Xingsheng into the hotel.

At the front desk of the hotel, Hirota Yukio stored the black suitcase he brought from the cocktail bar at the front desk.

"Here, this is the number plate where you deposited your things."

The hotel receptionist handed a yellow number plate to Hirota Yukio.

Hirota Yukio glanced at the numbers above, then put the number plate in his pocket, and walked into the venue of the Mantiantian game press conference with his hands in his pockets in a cunning manner.

In the venue, Qin Zhibo continued to watch.

In Qin Zhibo's eyes, this Guangtian Xingsheng didn't seem to have anything serious to do here. He was just wandering around in front of various game console booths.

Am I overthinking it?

Maybe Hirota Yukio is just an ordinary game enthusiast who first goes to the bar to have a glass of wine, pick up a black box, and then strolls to the new game launch conference?

But his style is so similar to that of Uozuka Saburo, it really makes people suspicious.

Just when Qin Zhibo was secretly wondering if he had suspected the wrong person, an excited sound of gongs and drums sounded from a certain direction in the venue.

Danglang——Danglang——

Qin Zhibo was attracted by the sound. He looked in the direction of the sound and happened to see Mao Lilan in front of the boxing game console and Conan at his feet.

I saw Mao Lilan taking off the gloves on his hands and looking at the numbers on the electronic screen of the game console with satisfaction.

400

Well, I should be in pretty good shape today.

The energetic Mao Lilan handed the gloves to Conan next to him and said with a smile: "Conan, why don't you come and try it too?"

Regarding this invitation, Conan, who broke out in a cold sweat, quickly shook his head.

"No, no."

"I think I'd better try out other game consoles."

In this way, Mao Lilan and Conan went to experience other game consoles.

When Qin Zhibo saw the boxing machine, he immediately became interested, so he walked to the boxing machine and asked the staff for gloves.

"I want to punch"

In order to prevent Mao Lilan and Conan from hearing his voice at the machine next to him, Qin Zhibo, who did not know how to change his voice, could only deliberately lower his voice.

This sound directly frightened the staff wearing glasses, and combined with the fact that the "texture" on Qin Zhibo's face was somewhat uneven, so it looked a bit sinister, he directly put the gloves on with both hands.

"please"

Qin Zhibo took the gloves and moved his shoulders.

Although various fighting techniques around the world have their own unique movements, some basic movements are actually based on the same principle, such as punching.

After all, the power of a person's arm to swing a fist is limited. If you want to create more powerful force, you must "swing" the upper body muscles along with the arm when punching.

At this moment, Qin Zhibo used this technique.

Bang——

Qin Zhibo's fist hit the target hard, and the powerful force made the rocker of the mat tremble.

Immediately afterwards, numbers appeared on the display in front.

399! ! !

The score of 399 is only 1 point away from Mao Lilan's score of 400.

Could it be that there is actually not much difference in strength between himself and Mao Lilan?

Qin Zhibo checked his character card again and felt that the problem seemed not that simple.

The number of this boxing machine should be up to 400