Conan's First Love is a Profiler

Chapter 105 The Secret of Qinghai Chuantang

"4."

Fumi Tsukikawa turned over one of the wooden signs and saw a striking number "Four" engraved on it.

The people around her exclaimed in surprise.

"Now, tell me the ten-digit number."

"7."

When the last wooden plaque was turned over, the only thing engraved on it was the number "Seven".

"Be sure to keep your promise." Dando Kazuo smiled like a wax figure.

"I'll take your finger."

Hattori Heiji stood up and laughed a few times, "I didn't expect that you really wanted my fingers."

Having said that, while the other party was still unable to react, Hattori Heiji picked up Conan and jumped out of the window.

He was very lucky and hid under a load-bearing tree.

"Chase--"

They clearly heard the sound of a group of people running past.

Then they heard running footsteps on the supporting beams.

"So, you were hiding here."

At some point, Dandou Kazuo came up to them.

In front of them, there were several strong men guarding.

After tying the two men, they were taken to a nearby windmill tower. Then they tied their hands to the guardrail with ropes, and they chose thicker hemp ropes to prevent the two men from breaking free.

"Soon, your ceremony will begin. It will serve as atonement for your words and deeds."

After saying this, Dando Kazuo laughed wildly and led everyone away from the windmill tower.

"Hey Hattori, what do we do now?"

Hattori Heiji tried to struggle free, but found that he couldn't get free at all. Instead, the back of his hand was pricked and hurt because it was tied too tightly.

"Damn it! Are we really going to die here today?"

"Don't worry. You two have the aura of the protagonists, so you won't die."

Qinghai Chuantang suddenly appeared with a sharp utility knife in his hand.

The smile on his face almost made the two of them think that the other party was here to kill them.

However, what the other side really ended up with were the ropes in their hands.

"Hey, you two are so disloyal. You actually ran away secretly." Hattori Heiji turned his wrist and couldn't help but complain.

Subaru Okiya looked at him, "We have always been here, you just didn't notice."

Walking down along the lawn, you will find the village.

While no one was paying attention, the group sneaked into the previous room.

"When you write numbers, you should think of numbers that are not easy to guess, numbers that you don't have to worry about, and numbers that are not easy to guess, right?"

Hattori Heiji nodded.

"But the more I think about it, the more I will inadvertently exclude some numbers. I won't use duplicate numbers. Another thing is that I won't use numbers that I've seen before."

In an instant, Hattori Heiji seemed to be enlightened by something. He looked at the banner in the room and carefully observed the numbers on it.

It turned out that this was the reason why Fumi Tsukikawa asked me to check the room.

There are all kinds of numbers written here.

While watching, you will input these numbers into your brain, and then unknowingly, you will remember all the numbers.

And unintentionally, influenced by these numbers, after eliminating them, the most likely choices are 4 and 7.

No matter what the order of the numbers is, her chance of guessing correctly will only be 100%.

"The possibility of choosing 4 and 7 is high, but it is not certain that they will be chosen. Is the Lord so sure?"

"Of course. This is the most common method of psychological suggestion."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a noise outside the door.

Several people hurriedly hid behind the curtain and concealed themselves carefully.

Hattori Heiji said softly, "I'm going to see the Lord now to expose her trap. If I'm not back in thirty minutes, then you guys call the police."

Qinghai Chuantang had a heavy expression on his face, "Don't worry, we will definitely escape."

When the door was opened, Xihui was seen followed by several men in suits, who looked strong and powerful.

"What are you doing here!" she yelled.

"I want to see the Lord Saint. I have already cracked the trap just now."

Just as the man in the suit stepped forward to grab her, Xihui opened her arms to stop them.

I immediately agreed to his proposal.

"Okay."

When night fell, the three of them left the room and found the place where the ceremony was held.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

She said "you", not "you".

Conan thought the two had escaped again, but found that they were right next to him.

"Everyone, please take a look."

The curtain behind Fumie Tsukikawa was pulled up, revealing Hattori Heiji hanging in the air, dressed in a zombie costume, looking quite creepy and weird.

His hands were stretched forward, making some inexplicable movements, and he looked like he was possessed by something.

"Is this the principle of mirror reflection? What we see is Hattori in the mirror, but it is not the real Hattori."

Conan revealed the secret in one sentence. After all, this was a magic trick from many years ago.

At this time, two people ran over and set up a shotgun.

Unfortunately, Conan is not tall enough, only Qing Haichuantang and Okiya Subaru can.

"Since you think it's a mirror, why not try shooting it?"

“Shoot—”

The people around her kept repeating this sentence, as if urging her on.

Hattori Heiji yelled, "No! Don't shoot, this is not magic!"

Qinghai Chuantang held the gun and placed the index finger of his right hand on the trigger.

"Sister Xiaotang, don't!"

However, she pulled the trigger before Conan could stop her.

The bullet flew through the hall at an extremely fast speed and hit the person hanging in the air in an instant.

However, no one cried out in pain, only the sound of breaking glass.

The people around were all silent.

"Dear believers, please go back to your room and rest." Dando Kazuo was eager to cover up the truth.

"Please wait!"

Conan ran over and pulled down the curtain.

“This is the truth floating in the air!”

Behind Hattori Heiji was a bracket.

"hateful!"

Dando Kazuo took out the bamboo gun and was about to fire when he was stopped by Tsukikawa Fumie.

"One day, it will be discovered. Let's just put an end to it."

Dando Kazuo looked at her, "Master Saint, what are you talking about?"

“Everything is just for your benefit, you don’t care about the believers at all.”

"What did you say?"

Tando Kazuo pointed the bamboo gun at her.

Seeing that something was wrong, several men in suits behind him stepped forward and captured him. Dan Teng and the man struggled for a few times, but couldn't break free.

"Just let me end my life."

Blood flowed from the corner of Fumi Tsukikawa's mouth, and the bottle in her hand fell to the ground.

Finally, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell to his knees.

Conan shouted, "What are you still standing there for? Call an ambulance!"

"Why do this?"

At the moment when the other party was about to fall to the ground, Qinghai Chuantang caught her.

"You are wrong about one thing."

"what?"

"What I said about my ability to read people's minds is absolutely true. There are people in this world who can possess this incredible power."

Before Tsukikawa Fumi created the Holy Spring of the Mother, she had nothing and even failed in her suicide attempt.

When she woke up, she found that she suddenly had incredible power, but she said nothing.

Gradually, she was able to control what she thought in her mind.

"One day, Dan Teng came to me after hearing this rumor and said that somewhere, there were more people who needed my rescue."

This was originally the land of Gu Wu Gangyi.

Dando Kazuo persuaded him to build a windmill tower here, and Tsukikawa Fumi was also honored as "Lord Saint".

"Why do you listen to these people?"

"Because I'm so stupid."

Fumi Tsukikawa's head tilted to the side, as if she would die at any moment.

She wanted to use her hands to save all living beings, but it was impossible to bring happiness to so many people.

Fumi Tsukikawa turned her head to look at her, stretched out her hand with difficulty, and placed it on her cheek.

"I can see your memories."

"When you were a kid, you always liked looking at the sky because it was a place you couldn't reach. It was like your hometown you could never go back to."

Qinghai Chuantang was stunned.

Tsukikawa Fumi withdrew her hand, "If feelings don't become a hindrance to you, perhaps you will choose to leave after all."

After saying this, Fumi Tsukikawa took her last breath and her head drooped weakly.

She has left.

Qinghai Chuantang looked down at her with a complicated expression.

"Their crimes are now clear. Everyone, leave."

Hattori Heiji said as he looked at them.

Without exception, they chose not to leave.

Instead, he knelt on the ground, closed his eyes devoutly, and begged for the blessing of the Holy Lord.

"Hey, wake up!"

Conan shouted: "This is just a trick of theirs. There is no such thing as the Holy Lord!"

Okiya Subaru put his hands in his trouser pockets and stared into the distance.

"You can't wake up a group of people pretending to be asleep."

People need spiritual support.

They need someone to lead and guide them.

The police arrived early the next morning.

“Do you really think you did the right thing?”

Dando Kazuo looked at the group of people kneeling on the ground, unwilling to leave.

"After losing the Lord Saint, what do they have left? They just wait quietly for death to come."

After saying this, Dandou Kazuo turned around and looked at them again.

"Who really saved them? You? Or us?"

In the end, Dando Kazuo was taken into the police car.

The vehicle drove away, accompanied by the sound of sirens.

"Speaking of which, the police cars have gone far away. How are we going to leave?"

"Didn't Sister Xiaotang drive here?"

"But didn't the car run out of gas?"

Hattori Heiji and Conan both fell into silence.

It’s such a long way, do they really have to walk back?

Qinghai Chuantang smiled and said, "This is life. Besides, you two young people, why not exercise more?"

The vehicle that was supposed to be halfway on the road had somehow moved to the village territory.

It turns out they left to refuel the car.
The two of them were thoughtful and automatically found excuses and reasons for their departure.

In fact, Qinghai Chuantang just borrowed an identical car.

After all, he had friends in the underworld to help him, so towing the truck was a piece of cake.

"If you two really just stand there in a daze, I'll just ignore you."

“Wait a minute—”

Conan and Hattori Heiji finally experienced what it felt like to race against time.

If it was 0.1 second later, the other party would have really stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Conan remained very quiet along the way.

Because he had been thinking about what Yuechuan Fumi meant by those words that she said to Qinghai Chuantang at that time.

A hometown you can’t return to?

why?
Where, exactly, is her hometown?

Could it be that she is not from here?

(End of this chapter)