Conan's First Love is a Profiler

Chapter 163 The Same Old Man
"Stop playing dumb with me!"

The man said angrily: "These things can be clarified with a little investigation! Don't treat everyone as fools!"

After saying that, the man pointed the gun at Qinghai Chuantang again.

"I say, it's time for you to take off your disguise. With such an ordinary appearance and such extraordinary courage, you can't be an ordinary person. Right, Masala?"

Masala?
Conan quietly looked up at Qinghai Chuantang. So this was her code name?

Qinghai Chuantang took off his disguise mask and said with a smile, "It's only right to return gifts. So, what's your code name?"

"I don't have a code name. My name is Shen Xiongji. The one you killed, Honkawa Toru, was my friend."

Shenxiong Er gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his hands.

"So, you are the sniper. You were mentioned in Benchuan's diary." Qinghai Chuantang raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender to show his sincerity.

I asked curiously, "Why don't you have a code name for a sniper as good as you?"

Conan wailed inwardly: Sister Xiaotang, can you grasp the key point?

"Don't change the subject for me!"

Obviously, Qinghai Chuantang's trick didn't work against Shenxiong Er.

He said bitterly: "Although I am a member of the organization, it does not mean that I am the same as those emotionless guys! If it were not for you, Benchuan would have left the organization long ago. How could he end up like this?"

In fact, what the other party said is correct.

Earlier, Toru Motokawa had the idea of ​​leaving the organization.

If it weren't for Qinghai Chuantang's persuasion and guidance, he wouldn't have stayed.

"From the moment you become an undercover agent, you should be ready to sacrifice and accept death at any time." Qinghai Chuantang said indifferently.

"Shit!"

Shen Xiong Er is not an easy person to communicate with, and he is even a little irritable.

Qinghai Chuantang's words undoubtedly angered him.

Why did the person you cherish so much become a chess piece that can be discarded at any time in the eyes of the other party?
He pulled the trigger and the bullet shot out quickly, aiming at Qinghai Chuantang's heart.

"Sister Xiaotang, be careful!"

Conan had been watching his every move. Seeing that something was not right, he immediately flew over and knocked Qinghai Chuantang down, thus avoiding the injury.

Seeing that the other party was about to shoot again, Qinghai Chuantang immediately shouted: "Wait a minute!"

As she wished, the other party really stopped, showing great respect for martial ethics.

"Why, do you want to leave a last word?"

"No, I do have a question."

Qinghai Chuantang said seriously, "Based on the angle your sniper rifle is pointing, you should be sniping against someone else. Logically speaking, shouldn't you kill the other person first?"

Although he was completely exposed to the other party's sight and there was nothing to cover him.

But as the saying goes, if you give it a try, a bicycle can be turned into a motorcycle. What if it works?

Shen Xiong Er suppressed the urge to put a bullet to her head, and gritted his teeth and said, "It has nothing to do with you. If there is no last words, then I will send you to see the Lord now."

Before he could finish his words, Shen Xiongji was knocked unconscious by Conan's anesthetic needle and fell to the ground.

"Sister Xiaotang, you really use this trick of stalling time brilliantly!"

Conan exclaimed, giving her a thumbs up.

Qinghai Chuantang smiled and said that he was really just out of curiosity.

He walked to the sniper rifle and through the scope, he finally saw who was sniping against the Kamio II Building.

But the other party even smiled at her on purpose.

"He was just provoking me."

"What?" Conan listened and felt a little confused.

Qinghai Chuantang looked at Conan and said with a smile: "Little Conan, do you want to see my sniping skills? With just one shot like this, I can get the golden headshot immediately!"

Conan was silent for a moment, and through the scope, he saw clearly the person who was sniping against Kamioji.

Then he came to the conclusion: "Sister Xiaotang, your idea is too dangerous."

"OK then."

Qinghai Chuantang sighed helplessly, took out a thick hemp rope from his pocket, tied up Shenxiong's hands, and tied a beautiful bow.

"Sister Xiaotang," Conan finally couldn't help but asked, "Can you try another way to tie it?"

Shenxiongji has a rather burly build, and maybe when he wakes up, he will be possessed by Popeye and break free from his restraints in no time.

After hearing this, Qinghai Chuantang said softly, "Four-horse binding or reverse group binding, which one do you think is suitable?"

After hearing this, Conan remained silent.

Finally, he said, "Let me do it."

Next, Conan demonstrated in a textbook-like and vivid way what it meant to "After countless moments of being kidnapped, I finally learned the correct bundling techniques."

When Shen Xiong Er woke up, he found that his hands and feet were all tied up.

After struggling for a while, seeing that the rope didn't loosen at all, he had to give up.

"Kill me if you want! I am just inferior to you in skills, why do you want to humiliate me like this?"

Shenxiongji turned his head to the side, unwilling to face them.

"First, I didn't kill Benchuan, someone else did. Second, even if Benchuan wasn't killed, he would have chosen to shoot himself. Third."

Qinghai Chuantang stretched out his hand, forcefully turned his head, and forced him to look at him.

"Who is pretending to be that old man?"

A peripheral member without a code name was able to go from the beginning to where he is now.

Knowing Kudo Shinichi and her code name, she naturally didn't believe that there was no one secretly helping her behind the scenes.

"I do not know."

Shen Xiongji struggled to break free from her hand and turned his head away again.

After a moment of silence, he lowered his head slightly and asked in a low voice: "Who killed Benchuan?"

"Yes"

Just when Shen Xiong Er thought she was about to answer, Qing Hai Chuan Tang suddenly kept it a secret and said with a smile: "The principle of equal exchange, do you understand? As long as you tell me who pretended to be the old man, I will tell you the rest."

When Shenxiong Er heard this, he turned around on his own initiative.

"really?"

"really."

When Shenxiongji opened his mouth and wanted to say the man's name, the earphones on his ears kept making a "beeping" sound.

His expression immediately became painful, and his forehead was instantly covered with sweat.

"How are you? Is it because of this headset?"

As Conan said this, he reached out to take off the other person's headphones, but Kamioji stopped him.

“Don’t, don’t move.” He gritted his teeth and said, “Once this headset is taken off, it will explode immediately.”

Conan had no choice but to withdraw his hand that was suspended in mid-air.

Shenxiongji raised his head and opened his mouth, but no sound came out, but he seemed to be saying something.

When I signed up for a sign language cram school, I also signed up for a lip reading cram school. Qinghai Chuantang immediately understood what he meant.

He was saying: Untie the ropes, I will let you go and tell you the identity of that man.

This is undoubtedly a gamble.

After all, the other party had pointed a gun at him just a moment ago.

Trust, or don't trust.

Just as Qinghai Chuantang was struggling, Conan, who had slightly understood what the other party meant, untied the restraints on Shenxiong's two feet without hesitation.

Shen Xiongji smiled.

He turned his aching wrist and said, "Little brother, you are really different from others."

The "beeping" sound stopped at this moment.

Just when Qinghai Chuantang thought that the other party was going to go back on his word, and even when he was ready to draw his gun, Shen Xiong Er suddenly said, "You guys should leave quickly."

This surprised her quite a bit.

"Sister Xiaotang, let's go!"

Having said that, Conan really did as the other party said and pulled her away.

Although there is the bustling Dongdu Water Sports Center nearby, this building is a residential building that has long been abandoned.

There was no interference from other sounds, and even when they went down one floor, they could still hear the sounds coming from the rooftop.

In other words, Shen Xiongji spoke loudly on purpose so that they could hear him.

"AOI, I only know someone called him that before."

"If Benchuan was really killed by someone else as you said, please help me find those guys and give Benchuan justice."

Shen Xiongji's hand slowly moved towards the headphones.

That headache-inducing "beeping" sound rang out again, and it was even more powerful than before, making him feel like his head was about to explode.

"I am in the organization because I have no choice. We just have different positions."

He said this so softly that Qinghai Chuantang and Conan had no way of knowing it.

Just as he finished speaking, an explosion occurred.

Fortunately, the force generated was not too great, but when he fell to the ground, blood flowed from his ears.

Shenxiong Er opened his mouth and eyes wide, staring at the moon in the night sky, as if he was unwilling.

"Really? What a pity."

After hearing the explosion, Qinghai Chuantang stopped, looked out the window, and couldn't help but sigh.

Conan also stopped, but did not sigh with her.

"Just now, Shen Xiongji mentioned AOI. According to my previous speculation, the person he was referring to is Akagawa Aoi, also known as 'Malt'."

Conan turned around, his glasses reflecting the light, and said seriously, "Sister Xiaotang, do you really not know anything about malt?"

His purpose was very clear, which was to hope that the other party would stop hiding things like this.

At the very least, revealing more information will be beneficial to each other and others.

In this way, more sacrifices, injuries and deaths of innocent people can be avoided.

“This time, I really don’t know.”

Qinghai Chuantang was very honest and told the other party what information he knew.

"I don't know about Malt, but if the 'old man' you mentioned before is the same one that Kamal met before, then maybe it can explain something."

Kamil, together with Akai Hide, is an FBI investigator.

Two years ago, due to mistakes made during a mission, the operation failed and Shuichi Akai's undercover identity was exposed.

"In the warehouse where we had agreed to meet, Kamal spotted an old man and kindly went up to him to try to persuade him."

Although Qinghai Chuantang had never seen the old man, he knew that something must be wrong when something was unusual.

They determined his identity as a member of the organization.

After hearing this, Conan thought for a moment and said, "So, if the old man I met is the same old man in the warehouse two years ago, then it must be Malt."

"That's understandable. But since I don't know much, I can't guarantee it."

Maybe, maybe not.

But the identity of the malt whisky that suddenly appeared must be complicated.

"In short, let's take it one step at a time."

Qinghai Chuantang shook his head helplessly and said, "His cake shop has been closed for a long time. It seems that he has prepared to survive in the dark for a long time."

As the saying goes: It is easy to dodge a spear, but hard to guard against an arrow from the dark.

This is where things get a little tricky.

Moreover, the other party's purpose is unknown. However, he does not seem to be a person who serves the organization wholeheartedly.

Otherwise, after knowing about them, they should have been dealt with immediately.

“You are optimistic.”

Conan forced a smile and said, "If the organization knew that Kudo Shinichi was still alive, then the fact that Haibara was alive would definitely be discovered. If this continues, many people will be hurt."

Qinghai Chuantang is alone and indeed does not have to take so many things into consideration like him.

"Don't worry," she consoled him, "You are all people who will live to the end. This time, I can guarantee it."

"Then I'll lend you some good advice."

Conan automatically understood what she meant by "the finale" as the death of a natural cause.

Seeing that Conan still seemed to be in a bad mood, Qinghai Chuantang took out a lollipop from his pocket, tore it open and stuffed it into his mouth. It had a sweet and sour strawberry flavor.

"Okay, little Conan, how about some candy to cheer yourself up?"

In order to cheer Conan up again, Qinghai Chuantang had to use the organization's intelligence as bait.

At this moment, Conan immediately became alert, but Qinghai Chuantang inexplicably felt as if he had been cheated.

"Although you didn't answer the previous question correctly, if you can answer this question quickly, I will promise you two pieces of information."

As he spoke, Qinghai Chuantang stretched out two fingers and said with a smile: "Besides, there is no time limit, you can know it anytime you want."

"So, does that include information about the organization's boss?" Conan asked cautiously.

Qinghai Chuantang hesitated for a moment and said, "It's not too deep, but I can answer you. After all, with your current ability, you are not enough to fight him."

This was the biggest concession she could make.

Conan also nodded to show his understanding.

"Sister Xiaotang, what is the problem this time? I'm ready."

This time, he will definitely not make the same mistake again!
Seeing this, Qing Haichuantang cleared his throat and asked, "Akai Shuichi has something that is longer than Amuro Toru's. What is it?"

At the end, he added with a smile: "This is a free point question!"

This is indeed a free point question.

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Conan's face flushed, his expression was a little conflicted, and he was very hesitant.

After looking around, he moved closer and whispered, "Sister Xiaotang, are you sure you want me to tell you?"

Before Qinghai Chuantang could answer, he asked himself, "As a girl, it's always a bit bad to hear this."

"Don't worry, I'm an adult."

In order to take care of the underage child, Qinghai Chuantang took out a notebook and a pen from his pocket and handed them to him.

Said: "Just write down the answer you think of on paper."

When Conan finished writing and returned the notebook to him, Qinghai Chuantang looked at the answer on it and his expression suddenly became serious.

She just closed the notebook and slapped Conan's head unhappily.

"You, yellow card warning. What are you thinking about?"

After saying that, he took out a yellow note from his pocket and used it as a yellow card.

Conan covered his head and asked with tears in his eyes: "What's the answer?"

"It's a name."

Qinghai Chuantang laughed and said, "I already told you, this is a free point question."

Conan: Stop talking. Sister Xiaotang, fight for your life!

Alas, pure as a tangerine
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