The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

Didan Primary School, Class B, Grade One.

"Haihara-san, this is the mo I borrowed last time. Please help me tell the doctor that the game I designed this time is beyond my imagination~"

Guangyan handed the magnetic disk in his hand to Haiyuan Ai. Haiyuan Ai smiled slightly and replied: "Okay, I will tell him."

Ayumi standing on her toes looked out the window and suddenly shouted: "Come over and take a look! It's snowing outside again!"

"Is it true? It obviously snowed yesterday, and it's snowing again today!"

"I can go out to have a snowball fight later!"

Mitsuhiko and Genta hurried to the window, chattering and admiring the unique winter scenery.

Only Hui Yuan Ai looked at the snow outside the window, his eyes widening immediately as he thought of last night's nightmare.

Ginjiu's tall figure stood in Hui Yuan Ai's mind, lingering in his mind.

That evil and arrogant smile is impressive, and the Seven Star cigarette in his mouth emits wisps of frivolous smoke.

To celebrate our reunion, celebrate with your favorite rose.

Ah~Shirley~

Gin's ethereal voice echoed and surrounded Haiyuan Ai's ears, bringing her infinite fear and uneasiness, and her willpower level also dropped rapidly in this unreasonable meditation.

At this time, the unknowing Ayumi ran over and interrupted Haihara Ai's "self-intimidation".

"Haihara-san, please hurry up and go to the window to take a look at the snow scene."

Facing Ayumi's friendly invitation, Haihara Ai was uncharacteristically rejected and said coldly: "Please don't touch me."

"What's wrong with you? Haibara-san, your face seems to be very bad." Ayumi asked with concern.

Hui Yuan Ai's face was gloomy, "I'm tired of this place, I wish I could disappear from here now."

A wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her tone became relaxed again, as if she had been relieved.

"Well, I think it should be soon."

Conan quietly observed Haihara Ai, looking thoughtful.

However, the three idiots of Didan didn't know what Hui Yuan Ai was worried about, so they all offered elementary school student-style comfort.

"Eh? Haiyuan-san, are you going to transfer to another school?" Ayumi said.

"Hurry up and tell me, are you being bullied by others?" Mitsuhiko said.

"Don't be afraid, I will help you beat him!" Yuantai said.

Seeing the impulsive expressions of the three little ones clenching their little fists, Hui Yuan Ai was a little moved and said comfortingly: "I'm just talking nonsense, why are you so serious?"

"I just feel like I'm about to catch a cold and I don't want to infect you."

Haiyuan Ai didn't say anything in the second sentence. When she got up this morning, her nose and throat were indeed a little uncomfortable.

Maybe it’s because the weather heats up and cools down like an elevator.

After school, the three children fulfilled their promise before class and had a snowball fight on the street.

Conan and Haihara Ai walked side by side behind them. Among them, Haihara Ai lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, while Conan's feet were nimbly kicking the football on his feet, like a ruthless dribbling machine.

"This is not the place for me to stay. If I don't want to involve them all, I must disappear from here quickly."

"That's what you must be thinking, right?"

Conan suddenly spoke, making Haihara Ai, who was thinking at the side, stunned.

In fact, since morning, Conan has been quietly observing Haibara Ai like a crazy man.

Generally speaking, girls always have a few days every month when they feel depressed and listless in doing anything.

But for a girl of Haihara Ai's age, that period shouldn't happen.

Ruling out this possibility, Conan speculated that Haibara Ai was troubled by the black organization.

Haiyuan Ai has some "unfounded" attributes, which Conan has discovered a long time ago. He said before that he could sense the abilities of members of the black organization, which was just to scare himself.

"Don't worry, your body will shrink after being drugged. Most people simply won't believe this, and have never even thought about it."

"If you don't want to be exposed, just pretend to be the little ghost head."

"When the time comes, all difficulties will naturally be solved."

Conan, who is often OOC, teaches Haibara Ai this way.

Listening to Conan's comfort, Haihara Ai was stunned for a moment, and then said seriously: "No one would believe you when you said that your body shrank after taking the medicine, but why did the detective named Qin believe it?"

Haibara Ai's question angle was tricky, and she defeated Conan's army.

"Well, this is it."

"Qin Zhibo is special."

Conan has not yet told Haiyuan Ai that she was hugged by Qin Zhibo when she was a child.

However, apart from this reason, it is also a bit outrageous to remember the face of a child who only met once ten years ago, and to judge it to be the same child when they met for the first time.

Therefore, the conclusion is that Qin Zhibo is not an ordinary person!

After walking together for a while, the three little ones waved goodbye to Conan and Haiyuan Ai at the crossroads.

"Goodbye!"

"See you at school tomorrow!"

"Bye-Bye!"

A pure black crow flapped its wings and landed on the traffic light at the intersection, tilting its head to watch this heartwarming scene.

Among the bustling crowd, Conan and Haihara Ai continued to walk.

Until a Porsche 356A parked on the side of the road broke into Haihara Ai's field of vision.

Haiyuan Ai's body suddenly shook, and he quickly looked at the number on the license plate to confirm whether it was that car.

48-69

This unique license plate number swore without a doubt that the owner of this car was the man who haunted him like a nightmare.

Hui Yuan Ai stared at the Porsche on the roadside in horror, which made Conan also become more interested.

Conan walked to the Porsche curiously and murmured his comments.

"Porsche 356A, this is an antique car from 50 years ago."

"The owner doesn't seem to be in the car."

"I have only seen this kind of car on TV and in books. I never thought that people still drive this kind of antique car."

Hui Yuan Ai, who was standing behind, buried his head deeply and said in a low voice: "Gin"

"This is Gin's car."

Conan's body trembled, and a familiar figure appeared in his mind.

But the next second, Conan took out the earring-shaped phone he carried with him and started shaking people.

Ten minutes later, Dr. Ali arrived in a small yellow car and brought the tool pliers and clothes drying rack specified by Conan.

With a few simple operations, Conan modified the clothes drying rack into a prop that can pry open old antique cars.

A tip for getting into jail every day, here you go!

Conan quickly got into the car and installed the transmitter and bug on it.

Haibara Ai also wanted to make Conan give up searching for food in the pit with a flashlight by saying "This is not necessarily Gin's car", but suddenly he saw two black figures across the street.

Gin lit his favorite Seven-Star cigarette with a match, and then crossed the road.

The moving vehicles stopped one after another, and one of the road-rage truck drivers wanted to raise his head to scold him, but was immediately frightened by Gin's domineering look and swallowed back the curse words that came to his lips.

At this time, Gin still had golden hair.