In Conan, the shrine is inherited

When Kudo Shinichi saw Inspector Megure and other police officers arrive, he walked over and gave a bunch of analysis, confirming with certainty, "Inspector Megure, this is a homicide case."

"Well, our police have come to a similar conclusion." Inspector Megure squatted down and looked through the seat map on the ground with Kudo Shinichi. "But we still don't know how the murderer killed the victim. Judging from the seat distribution of the roller coaster, the only person who could have committed the crime was the victim's girlfriend..."

Kudo Shinichi frowned. Was it really the victim's girlfriend who committed the crime? The time of the victim's death was very clear, when the roller coaster entered the tunnel, and during that time, unknown water drops splashed on his face.

There must be some connection between these two things.

"…No, the man in black behind the deceased may also have committed the crime." Inspector Megure suddenly said again.

When Gin heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he walked straight to the two of them, "Hey, can you guys solve the case quickly? We don't have time to play guessing games with you."

He and Vodka carried pistols with them and could not withstand the police search.

"Big, big brother..." Vodka came over hurriedly.

"I'm very sorry, the case is urgent. Please cooperate with us for a while." Inspector Megure did not notice anything unusual. He stood up calmly and apologized to Gin.

Kudo Shinichi squatted on the ground and subconsciously raised his head. He caught a glimpse of Gin's eyes that looked at everything as dead bones. He froze in place, unable to move, as if a steel nail had hit his head. "What's wrong with this guy? His eyes are flashing with cold light, and he looks like he has killed many people without any hesitation... Who is he?"

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The Ferris wheel rotates slowly in mid-air, like the hands of a clock turning in reverse.

Ye Qiuxin was sitting in a small box, holding a telescope and observing in front of his eyes. His reasoning ability was not strong, but he could simply infer from the actions of Gin and Vodka riding the roller coaster that the target was on both sides of the roller coaster.

He then focused on looking for middle-aged or elderly men over 40 years old with panicky expressions.

At this height, although the pedestrians on the ground are not as small as ants, they are about the same size as snails and move at the same speed as snails.

Except for the police who just arrived at the roller coaster area.

"It's a bit hard to find..." Ye Qiuxin scanned area after area, but after scanning most of the area, he still didn't find the suspected target, and he couldn't help feeling nervous.

The murders were confined to the roller coaster area, but other areas of the amusement park were still crowded, including the ice cream stand, open-air cafe, square fountain, pirate ship and other amusement venues.

A large number of police arrived, but they had nothing to do with these places.

"Tsk, it's a pity that my Yin-Yang Eyes can only lock onto murderers, murder weapons and ghosts, but not other people or objects. Otherwise, I could directly lock onto the target." Ye Qiuxin couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, Gin and Vodka were restrained in the roller coaster, and the police were also present. In such a situation, the information that the winery could pass on to the president was extremely limited, as this was still the era of mobile phones and pagers.

He had plenty of time to carry out his plan.

I vaguely remember that in the first episode of Conan, Vodka made the deal with the president at night, which was enough to prove that the murder case and the arrival of the police caused them great trouble.

Otherwise it wouldn't have been delayed so late.

Ye Qiuxin slowly moved the telescope, and suddenly, he moved it back abruptly, his eyes fixed on the tube, and uttered "hmm" in confusion.

Within the field of view of the telescope, a middle-aged man in a dark red suit was sitting in the lounge area, carrying a large white box with him.

This guy is really weird.

Are there really people at this age who would still come to the amusement park alone?

Especially if you are carrying a large suitcase with you.

Could it be... that this is the president who did business with the winery?

Ye Qiu secretly memorized the middle-aged man's appearance and location. When the Ferris wheel finished a circle, the police had not yet withdrawn, and the man still stayed where he was, with no intention of leaving.

Don't miss out.

He immediately trotted over and made a more careful observation not far from the president. Then he watched the president looking around with trembling eyes, holding the box like a mother holding her child, as if he was worried that someone would rush over and snatch the box away in the next second.

“Heh…” Ye Qiuxin grinned, “It’s him, there’s no mistake about it!”

This man seemed to be trying hard to express that he was normal, but his behavior gave it all away.

There is no doubt that this is the president who will do a deal with the winery!

Ye Qiuxin identified the target and was as excited as if he had received a shot of cardiotonic. However, he did not take action immediately. He scanned the surroundings carefully and said, "It's OK. Apart from me, there are no suspicious people nearby."

He nodded secretly, took a few steps closer, the magic power in his body surged, and he cast a Yin-Yang spell on the president.

Yin and Yang magic: blessing and disaster are interdependent!

Ye Qiuxin did not adjust the increase and decrease of good luck and bad luck like last time, but instead kept his own good luck and the president's bad luck in a relatively balanced state.

His eyes moved back and forth, looking forward to what the effect of this bad luck would be.

Suddenly, a group of pigeons came from nowhere and flew over the president's head with the breeze.

Then, the leading pigeon made a hissing sound...

Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff…

"Damn, the effect of the Yin-Yang magic this time is too damaging." Ye Qiuxin almost laughed out loud when he saw this scene, and quickly covered his mouth to calm down. It was not that he wanted to laugh, but the bad luck he displayed this time was really too funny.

It can be said that it is not very destructive, but the psychological harm caused is extremely strong.

Balls of sticky bird droppings fell on the president's flowing Mediterranean hair and flowed down his smooth forehead.

The pigeon flew away as if nothing had happened.

The president felt the warmth and stickiness on top of his head and reached out his hand to touch it.

It seemed that he was initially confused as to what it was, twisting it between two fingers and bringing it close to his face to observe it, and then he realized what it was, covered his nose, and quickly moved his hand away, as if he was holding a bomb that was about to explode.

"Damn bird!"

Ye Qiuxin could hear the president's angry curses not far away, and he almost laughed to death.

After a while, the president's back gradually walked away. Judging from the direction, he should be walking towards the bathroom. He calmed down a little and followed the president's steps from a distance, his eyes always on the president's suitcase.

At the same time, your own good luck gradually decreases, and the president's bad luck increases.

He must get the money!

Chapter 10 This makes sense

The president walked into the bathroom and carefully placed the box aside.

He had no idea of ​​his subsequent fate and thought the guano bomb was just an ordinary coincidence.

He stood in front of the sink and took some hand soap to rinse the bird droppings off his hands and head. Just as he shook his hands and was about to turn off the faucet, a crack suddenly appeared in the water pipe, and a line of water shot out like a machine gun bullet, drenching him all over with cold water.

I shielded my face with one hand and turned off the faucet with the other, and the water finally stopped spraying out.

But my whole body was wet.

The president looked at his miserable condition and sighed helplessly.

"What happened recently? Why am I so unlucky?" The president frowned and took off his suit jacket, still mumbling. Since there was no one around, he took the opportunity to vent his dissatisfaction, "First, an organization tried to blackmail me, and then when the time and place came, they didn't deal with me quickly. Now it's like this, damn it!"

With a click, the president subconsciously shrank his neck and looked nervously towards the source of the sound.

The bathroom vent fan fell off.

It seemed like a chain reaction had started, and another sound was heard. The president, realizing something was wrong, slowly turned around and saw that the bolts of the mirror embedded in the sink had loosened, and it had fallen down with a large piece of wall.

The president was stunned for a moment, and had no time to react before being slammed to the ground by the mirror.

"what!"

Amid the dust, the president pushed away the mirror that was pressing on him, stood up from the chaos, picked up his suitcase angrily, and rushed to the door of the men's bathroom, leaving behind his expensive suit jacket.

He just couldn't believe that he could be so unlucky if he went out!

Then he bumped into the bathroom door, and his fat body was bounced back and fell to the ground.

The president looked confused.

He walked over cautiously, grasped the door handle and twisted it back and forth, then leaned sideways and slammed the door, making a series of banging sounds.

But still to no avail.

The door is broken!

The president finally let go of the doorknob and stared at the bathroom door. He took two cautious steps back helplessly and looked around with some fear, fearing that another accident would happen to him.

He always feels that there are traitors everywhere around him!

The president took a deep breath and walked into a toilet cubicle carrying his suitcase.

To be on the safe side, he flushed the toilet in advance. The water flow was normal and no accidents occurred. He nodded with relief, put down the toilet lid and sat down, clasping his hands together and praying that this unfortunate situation would end soon.

He can't take it anymore!

There was a sound of water flowing in the pipe, and after a few seconds it became turbulent and unpredictable.

The president heard the sound and trembled while holding the suitcase. The sound of water stopped, as if it was just an ordinary plumbing activity, but the next second, the sound of rushing water appeared in the toilet under his seat.

He looked down in despair.

"boom!"

The toilet exploded.

Ye Qiuxin stood at the back of the bathroom, listening attentively to the chaos inside. The noise in the front was too quiet and he could not hear clearly, but when he heard a sound like an explosion coming from inside, accompanied by a faint shrill scream.

The effect of blessing and misfortune was immediately adjusted, the president's bad luck was adjusted to the lowest point, and his own fortune was enhanced to a great level.

A smile appeared on Ye Qiuxin's face.

Well, although we can't see the specific situation, but judging from the final momentum, the president's experience was definitely miserable, only slightly better than that of Seba Sontoku.

He had read in the newspaper about what happened to Sonno Sawa, and it was a tragic story.

But Ye Qiuxin had no sympathy for this. Seba Sontoku killed someone and put the blame on him, and the president smuggled guns privately. Neither of them was a good person.

He is still punishing criminals.

Ye Qiuxin smiled for a few seconds and took out a soul ball from his pocket. It was the soul ball of the person who died on the roller coaster just now. "To be on the safe side, we still have to observe it." He gently grasped the soul ball, and the magic power in his body flowed into the soul ball.

The soul of the deceased instantly jumped out of the soul ball, but did not lose its restraints. Instead, it turned into a phantom and floated blankly.

Yin and Yang magic: Soul control!

The Yin-Yang Master can use this technique to control the actions of ghosts, attach his consciousness to ghosts, gain vision synchronized with ghosts, and hear ghost voices. Due to the special nature of ghosts, they can easily pass through walls, so it is perfect for observing the situation in the bathroom.

Ye Qiuxin attached his consciousness to it, controlled the ghost to pass through the wall, and saw the scene inside the bathroom.

"It's horrible...tsk tsk."

The scene was so tragic that he couldn't bear to describe it.