The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

A child's scream?

Didn't you tell them to hide? Could it be that the old guy found him?

Qin Zhibo looked around and immediately thought of the best way.

It would be too late to climb up from the elevator shaft and return to the third floor via the stairs. By then, all we would see were the bodies of a few more children on the ground.

So Qin Zhibo made a quick decision and chose to go down directly from the elevator.

Qin Zhibo moved Tamada Kazuo's body away, raised the crowbar in his hand, and smashed it against the raised square iron plate in the middle of the ceiling of the elevator room.

This is the skylight in the elevator room, designed for escape, so the iron plate is not too thick, and it was deformed after a few hits with the crowbar.

The iron plate was smashed to the point where it sank in the middle and turned up at the edges, just enough for the Holy Sword of Physics to play its role.

Qin Zhibo inserted the end of the crowbar into the raised edge of the iron plate. With a crisp sound of metal breaking, the iron plate was pried open.

"ah!"

In the elevator, Ayumi screamed in fright when she saw Director Tsukawa pressing closer and closer.

Conan looked at his friends in the elevator and decided to use himself as bait again to give the three little ones time to escape.

Conan turned towards Director Tsugawa and rushed directly towards Director Tsugawa.

When he reached the limit in front of Director Tsugawa, Conan nimbly slipped under Tsugawa's crotch with a sliding shovel.

Jinchuan turned around and glanced at Conan behind him, but did not pursue Conan. Instead, he focused his scarlet eyes on the three little ones in the elevator room.

Now Jinchuan can also see that this kid wearing glasses seems to be very calm and not easy to deal with.

It's better to deal with these three seemingly weak children first.

"kid--"

"Don't be afraid, uncle will take you home -"

Jinchuan's voice was like a devil's whisper, and coupled with the water pipe in his hand, the three little ones were so frightened that they hugged each other and collapsed on the ground.

Conan, who couldn't run two steps behind, also realized that Jinchuan was not attracted to him at all, and insisted on killing the three little ones first.

"They're just kids!"

"Come to me if something happens!"

Conan shouted, but Tsukawa couldn't pay attention to Conan's words.

But just when Jinchuan was about to get into the sheepfold-like elevator room like a hungry wolf, the ceiling of the elevator suddenly made a metallic collision sound.

Jinchuan and the three little ones were all attracted and looked up.

Boom, boom, boom, boom——

when!

The iron plate on the ceiling was pried open, and a figure jumped out from above.

As the figure jumped down, the entire elevator trembled.

This figure was extremely tall in the hearts of the three little ones, like a solid wall isolating them from the bad guys.

Ayumi, Mitsuhiko, and Genta's eyes scattered bulingbuling light at the same time, looking at the figure in front of them like they admired the messenger of justice, Masked Superman.

But just such a figure seemed like a ghost in Jinchuan's eyes.

Because he knew what was above the elevator.

"ah!"

Jin Chuan's heartbeat rate increased to the limit in an instant, but he was an old criminal after all, and he still had some mental qualities.

After calming down, Jinchuan realized that the person who jumped out of the elevator was not Tamada Kazuo whom he killed, but Qin Zhibo.

His eyes glanced at the crowbar in Qin Zhibo's hand, and at the same time, a siren sounded faintly in his ears, and Jinchuan had the intention to retreat.

Now the only way to escape is to take a hostage!

The children in the elevator who seemed to be suitable hostages were all behind Qin Zhibo. It was unrealistic to get past Qin Zhibo and catch these children.

Therefore, Jinchuan could only target Conan behind him.

"ah!"

Jinchuan let out a ghostly scream, suddenly turned around and ran towards Conan.

As for the old guy Jinchuan who suddenly changed his attack target, Qin Zhibo didn't panic at all.

That kid was so tough that even if he was whipped twice by a water pipe, he wouldn't have to be hospitalized.

Moreover, Qin Zhibo was able to take the opportunity to test out his new props.

Qin Zhibo put his left hand into his pocket, and a unique four-barreled pocket pistol appeared in his hand.

This is the eureka gun.

Qin Zhibo put the flash gun in his pocket, aimed it in a general direction, pulled the trigger, and fired three loaded bullets directly.

The bullet passed through the clothing without any damage and shot into Director Tsukawa's head like a tracking bullet.

In front of him, Jinchuan was seen running slower and slower until his body came to a complete stop.

At this moment, there were more important things to think about in his mind than capturing Conan as a hostage.

Q1: Was the gas turned off this morning?

Isn't it closed?

I remember it should be off

Q2: Did you lock the door when you went out today?

Is it locked?

I remember maybe it was locked.

Q3: Is the child my own?

When this question emerged in his mind, Jinchuan's thinking paused.

Jinchuan is 57 years old today, and the child is only 10 years old. Jinchuan is considered a child of old age.

Twelve years ago, the lonely Jinchuan was approached by a group of mysterious people. Under the temptation of huge rewards, he became a link in the smuggling network from abroad to the country.

At that time, Jinchuan heard that a pianist on this trading network refused to assist in smuggling anymore, so he approached him for help.

In less than a year, Jinchuan used drug trafficking to obtain huge income, and the following year he found a marriage partner who was 15 years younger than him.

Less than two months after getting married, Jinchuan's wife became pregnant and gave birth to her current child.

But when the child was less than two years old, his wife filed for divorce on the grounds that living with him was very boring.

On the third day after the divorce agreement was signed, Jinchuan wanted to recover, but when he came to his ex-wife's workplace, he found that another man had come to pick up his ex-wife from get off work.

The two left talking and laughing, and Jinchuan hid behind a tree with an expressionless face.

Since then, Jinchuan has given up the idea of ​​regaining his ex-wife.

In order to facilitate drug trafficking, Jinchuan fostered the child in his parents' home and sent a large sum of money to him every month as child support and alimony.

Making a lot of money every month by selling drugs and sending it back to his hometown is now basically Jinchuan's only spiritual sustenance.

But last month, while talking on the phone with his elderly parents in his hometown, Jinchuan learned something.

That is, when the child had a physical examination at school, it was found that the child had type O blood.

Jinchuan himself has type AB blood.

As a librarian, Tsukawa had some common sense and knew that children with type AB blood would never be able to give birth to children with type O blood.

From that day on, Jinchuan never dared to call home again. Only at the beginning of this month, as if he had developed muscle memory, he sent the money.

Back to the present, when this nightmare question flashed through Jin Chuan's mind again, Jin Chuan shouted the answer hysterically.

"No!"

"The child is not mine!"