< img height="1" width="1" style="display:none" src="https://www.facebook.com/tr?id=433806094867034&ev=PageView&noscript=1" />

Text:

Comment:

Chapter 7

Words:2415Update:22/06/17 11:42:21

Report

The roller coaster had reached its peak. Shinichi, who stopped complaining in his heart, began to seriously think about the mission. He felt that the first thing he had to plan was how to say goodbye to Xiao Lan after the roller coaster.

Something urgent?

It feels so fake.

Officer Mu Mu urgently asked me to deal with a case?

That looks good.

The roller coaster had already begun its most exciting part, and Shinichi was still thinking.

Hmm, water?

Shinichi, who was thinking, was suddenly interrupted by a drop of water on his forehead.

… I have a bad feeling.



Shinichi's plan failed before it even started because a murder happened. Now, it was not Officer Mu Mu who called him, but he called Officer Mu Mu.

With a frown, Shinichi's mood was a bit gloomy. To be honest, this kind of murder happened in front of his eyes, but he didn't notice it.

Especially for a detective.

He didn't even need to reason to know who the criminal was. After all, this time, the criminal directly attacked in front of him. The experience in the chat room made him very familiar with this kind of thing.

But he couldn't stop this case from happening.

The only thing worth rejoicing over was that the two men in black who were the suspects would not be able to leave.

Shinichi thought powerlessly.

"Shinichi?"

Looking at Shinichi, who was obviously distracted, Xiao Lan asked worriedly. She had seen Shinichi being distracted several times today.

"I'm fine."

Shinichi immediately reacted. Looking at Xiao Lan's worried face, he responded with a smile.

Looking around, the police hadn't arrived yet, and the crowd at the scene had calmed down.

"Xiao Lan, I'm going to find the evidence."

Shinichi waved his hand and ran toward the track of the roller coaster without waiting for Xiao Lan's answer. He thought he knew where the evidence was. This case was too easy for him.

After all, the criminal was bold enough to kill in front of him.

But after running to the target location, Shinichi silently twitched his mouth.

Are the kids nowadays so naughty?

"Can you wait?"

Shinichi said, stopping the children who seemed to be exploring.

"We didn't come in without paying!"

The smaller boy immediately raised his hand and said with a slightly panicked expression. He bluntly told the others that he had snuck in and was then punched in the head by the bigger boy.

"Ah, big brother, are you that high school detective?"

The little girl immediately reacted and pointed at Shinichi in surprise. It seemed like she had paid a lot of attention to the detective channel.

"Hello."

Shinichi raised his hand.

It was better to quickly close this case and complete the mission.

— — —

Radical 145's frown deepened as he flipped through the recently collected information.

"Young Master Kengo?"

The housekeeper asked tentatively. Radical 145's expression looked very bad, which made him puzzled. There should be no mistake in the information.

However, Young Master Kengo's expression was indeed very bad. Could it be that they had really missed something?

"You may leave."

Rubbing his temples, Radical 145 said weakly.

"Yes."

The housekeeper bowed and replied. Although he still had some doubts in his heart, it was not his place to ask.

"Click!"

There was the sound of the door locking itself.

"Hua!"

Radical 145 threw the paper on the table and fell back into the soft back of the chair. His face was completely black.

"Natsumu Gui Zhi!"

You are really good!

Radical 145 gritted his teeth.

The reason Atobe was so angry was because Xia Mu Gui Zhi had told him in the chatroom that he had been moving around a lot.

Because his parents' jobs were often changed, he was too young, and it was inconvenient for his grandparents, so he could only move around with his parents.

But the truth?

Both his parents were dead, and he could only switch between relatives. Because he said that he could see monsters, he was ostracized by his classmates and was hated by his relatives, who called him a liar.

Radical 145 felt that he had sufficient reason to be angry, from the perspective of a younger brother.

Radical 145 was very angry, and the consequences were very serious.

Natsume, who was checking the information, suddenly sneezed.

— — —

This kind of simple case was officially solved by Shinichi Kudo after Mu Mu and other police officers arrived at the scene of the crime.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, it's all in the past."

After walking out of the roller coaster site for a while, seeing that Xiao Lan's tears showed no signs of stopping, Shinichi comforted her, at a loss.

He was really not suitable for comforting people.

"You are really calm!"

The crying Xiao Lan suddenly raised her head and glared at Shinichi, dissatisfied.

"I am a detective, of course, I have to get used to this kind of thing."

Shinichi said, looking straight ahead, his tone was a little casual.

He had seen thousands of corpses.

"But you can't treat it as if it didn't happen …"

After listening to Shinichi's words, Xiao Lan lowered her head and said disappointedly.

"…"

Shinichi was silent, sometimes he did not want to get used to this kind of thing.

"Well, it's very late now …"

Shinichi said with an embarrassed expression, he felt that they should go home.

"I still have something to do, you go home first!"

In the roller coaster ride, the man in black sitting behind him hurriedly ran by. Shinichi was stunned and immediately realized that he still had a mission. He did not care about finding a reliable excuse. He casually said to Xiao Lan and chased after him.

"Hey, wait, Shinichi …"

Xiao Lan wanted to catch up, but found that her shoelaces were coincidentally broken at this time. When she looked up again, Shinichi's figure had disappeared.

Although she was a little surprised by Shinichi's running speed, Xiao Lan was more concerned about the increasingly bad premonition in her heart.

Shinichi, will he be okay …

… …

In the mission, the man in black was doing a shady deal with someone else. Shinichi hid in the corner of the wall, which happened to be a small intersection. This was a position that was enough for him to retreat to.

The body's facial features that had been tempered in the chat world were excellent. This allowed Shinichi to escape from many life and death situations in the mission, and now it was very successful. It allowed Shinichi to hear the words of the man in black and the so-called chairman very clearly.

Tsk.

Shinichi frowned, sure enough it was a shady deal. It seemed that he should call the White Horse Detective later.



There's someone behind this?

"The detective game ends here."

Shinichi turned his head, the blonde man in black was already closing in on him, in his hand was a steel rod that he casually picked up from the roadside.

Shinichi's brain had already quickly made the order to dodge and defend.

!!!

With his eyes wide open in shock, Shinichi realized that he could still control his facial expression, but he had lost control of his body. He could not move, as if it was no longer his own.

[This is a compulsory mission, the system will forcibly control the reasoning maniac with low EQ to prevent accidents.]

[Please rest assured the reasoning maniac with low EQ, this type of forceful control will not happen again.]

"Bang!"

His body fell powerlessly on the grass. Feeling the intense pain in his head and his body that could not move, Shinichi felt like he wanted to strangle the system.

What did it say that it would not happen again? If he could not move now, he would die. How could there be a next time?

"Big brother, isn't this the detective?"

Hearing the movement, another man in black ran over. Naturally, he saw Shinichi on the ground.

"Just kill him."

He was about to take out a gun from his clothes, but Shinichi was still unable to move.

"Wait a minute."

The blonde man in black stopped the man in black with sunglasses.

"The police are still patrolling nearby."

He reminded him.

"I think we should use this. This is a new gun developed by the organization."

The blonde man took out an iron box from his pocket. Shinichi, who was on the ground, let out a small sigh of relief. Although his body could not be said to be immune to poison, at least in this world, there was nothing that could poison him to death.

"After being poisoned, when the person dies, the poison will not be detected from the body."

"We haven't done any human experiments yet, so let's use him as a test subject."

The blonde man bent down, grabbed Shinichi's hair with one hand, and poured the capsule containing the gun down his throat with water.

"Goodbye, detective."

Shinichi, whose vision was a little blurry, heard the blonde man in black say this.

"Ugh …"

Shinichi's hand tightly grasped a handful of weeds. He finally regained control of his body, and then he felt a pain that went deep into his bones.

Even when he was shot by a bullet, Shinichi had never felt this much pain.

It hurts …

You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.


Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.