Watching the anime from Madoka Magica and writing the rules

There were very few vehicles at night in the 20th century. There was no such scene as when a paper worker was returning home from a night shift and there were always vehicles on the road.

"I was impulsive. As expected, in reality, there is no room for me to make plans. There are variables everywhere."

"Even though there's no such unpredictable thing as the Witch's Kiss anymore, I didn't expect the ordinary world to be even more dangerous. Because what we thought people would do is naturally impossible for a murderer to follow, and therefore there's no standard to judge that the murderer won't appear."

There are naturally many homeless people in Conan's world, and some of them can even act as witnesses.

But the paper industry does not want to take risks and only wants to choose an option with a higher survival rate.

So, when Zhixing found out that he seemed to be the target of the murderer, he denied the idea of ​​staying at Kudo's house and quickly chose to join the friendly camp instead of making deals with those dying people in a corner where the police could not find him.

And use the time walking along the way to think about your own personality.

Finally, after walking for several hours, Zhixing used his mobile phone to read the words on the road sign, turned the last corner, and arrived at the door of the police station.

"Well, what are you doing?"

Just as Zhihang was holding up his mobile phone, trying to confirm whether the words on the door of the police station were the destination of this trip, the police officer on duty who was supposed to be in the room appeared at the door.

"Read the words."

Zhixing told the truth, then clicked on his phone and announced the name of the police station.

Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department Criminal Division

Zhixing nodded and asked the uniformed policeman:

"Excuse me, is this Inspector Megure's office?"

"Inspector Megure is from our side, but it's so late now and the inspector is not here. Is there anything I can convey to you?"

Zhixing thought about Conan's many cases that happened at night and couldn't help asking:

"Is he on duty on a case? It doesn't matter. I'll wait for him here."

As he spoke, Zhixing instinctively took a few steps back and leaned against a tree in front of the door.

The police officer on duty frowned as he looked at the paper shop, then turned his head to look at the empty street. After a moment's hesitation, he invited the paper shop owner:

"If you're looking for the police chief, it would be better to wait inside. Outside..."

"Okay."

Before the police officer on duty could finish his words, Zhixing readily agreed and then slipped into the police station at such a speed that it seemed as if someone was aiming a gun at him from behind.

Zhixing walked to the police station, looked at the empty seats, picked one and sat down casually, then put his backpack aside and unzipped it.

The police officer on duty was a few steps behind Zhixing and saw his movements. He cautiously reached for his police gun, fearing that Zhixing would take out something incredible from his backpack.

At the same time, he signaled with his eyes to his colleague who was on night shift to contact Inspector Megure.

The police officer sitting on duty also received an early warning from the precinct, so with the confirmation of his colleague who went out to greet him, he sent the already edited text message to Inspector Megure.

The paper shop owner, who was completely unaware of this, unzipped the bag, took a careful look at the items, and started eating the bread which had a shelf life of only 3 days.

He took out the bread and spread the notebook on his knees. While eating his dinner, he casually drew stick figures on the notebook to make it less empty.

"Hello sir, what brings you to the police station?"

Seeing that his colleague's judgment was wrong, the police officer on duty sent a text message to clarify, then stood up and took the initiative to greet him.

"I'm here to see Inspector Megure."

"Do you want to report a case that requires a forced search, or do you have any personal dealings with Inspector Megure?"

Zhihang looked at the police officer who was questioning him, then looked at the other police officer who was still standing at the door and observing the situation on the street. While thinking about his own abnormality, he replied:

"It's a case, I guess."

"What case?"

"I thought I saw someone shoot someone, but I'm not sure."

"Shooting? Can you tell me more about it?"

"There's nothing much to go into detail. I barely saw anything, and I don't even know if anyone actually died."

"Don't worry, this is normal. After all, it wasn't something I expected. I was just drawn in by the noise. Who can remember so much? Just describe what you saw. Don't be nervous."

Looking at the police officer who was questioning him, Zhi Xing lamented that with detectives, even eyewitness testimony didn't need to be so precise, and decisively refused:

"Sorry, I have to wait until Inspector Megure arrives."

"If you tell me now, it will be easier for you to organize your words and describe the details clearly later. It will also allow us to investigate first. After all, if it's too late, the murderer might have washed away the evidence."

"I'm not too worried about this. After all, the reason I concluded there was a death in the room where the shooting occurred was because of the screams coming from the other room. It's likely that someone else discovered the body and called the police."

"So instead of telling you, why not ask Inspector Megure directly, who may have been to the scene."

The police officer was still unwilling to give up after hearing this. He thought for a while and asked:

"Is this the case you encountered not long ago?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll check the police records. Sir, can you tell me approximately how long ago this happened?"

The police officer returned to the computer and opened the phone call log, preparing to screen the recordings based on the description on the paper.

"About 5 hours, 54 minutes and 48 seconds. No, 5 hours and 50 minutes, after all, I was there for a while."

The police officer looked blankly at the paper merchant who reported the precise time, and saw that the paper merchant was looking at a glowing machine in his hand, correcting the time.

The police officer looked at the current time and then looked back through the call records.

Sure enough, during that time period, several numbers called the police, and it was obviously the person who screamed and reported the case mentioned by Zhixing.

"Well, I found the police report. I'll talk to Officer Megure."

After the police officer finished speaking, he glanced at Zhixing. Seeing that Zhixing had no objection, he felt relieved and called Officer Megure's numbers one by one.

Zhixing glanced at the old-fashioned telephone used by the police, which had to ring a circle for each number, and then looked at the phone with a display screen next to it that could show call records. He immediately switched his phone to super power saving mode and put it in his backpack.

"Yes Yes!"

The police officer quickly finished the call, then walked over and replied to the paper line:

"Inspector Megure is on his way back. The gunman you mentioned has been apprehended, and the evidence is irrefutable. However, I still hope you can complete the second shooting of the victim of the attempted murder and identify the other party. Is that okay with you?"

"I don't have any problem with that, but why does it take that long to handle a case? I've walked all the way from the crime scene to here, and I was even doing other things along the way."

"Investigation, evidence collection, and interviews also take time, and this case was actually completed a few hours ago, but there were some subsequent calls to the police, so we went out again."

"Huh? So fast? Did you hire a detective?"

The police officer looked at the paper with a frown on his face, wanting to refute something, but he had to admit:

"Well, since this involves firearms, Inspector Megure might have been cautious, so he hired a detective just to be on the safe side."

"please?"

Zhixing narrowed his eyes and asked in disbelief.

After all, except for the situation before the crime, at other times, no matter who it is, they are directly or indirectly present and participate in the reasoning at the crime scene.

After all, it's an anime series. It's impossible that the protagonist is invited to understand some circumstances and then immediately identify the murderer. No one will buy such a story.

Therefore, the protagonist will often be involved in the cause and effect, and then guess the murderer and make inferences at the end, which also makes it easier to lengthen the show.

So, under what circumstances would the word "please", which is inconsistent with the Conan world, appear?

Zhihang glanced at the police officer who didn't respond immediately and confirmed again:

"Are you talking about the detective from the Heisei era, Sherlock Holmes, who was the savior of the Japanese police?"

The police officer nodded somewhat unwillingly and admitted weakly:

"Yes, that high school detective, Kudo Shinichi."

The police car slowly drove into the police station, announcing the end of today's overtime.

But Inspector Megure was inexplicably forced to work overtime.

Because someone specifically asked to see me, otherwise I wouldn't say anything.

After reluctantly handing the criminal over to his other subordinates, Inspector Megure walked alone to the reception room for reporting the crime.

As soon as he stepped into the reception room, Inspector Megure saw that his behavior was obviously different from that of others.

Apart from anything else, according to the prisoner's confession just now, he panicked when he found someone seeing him, so he subconsciously fired a shot in that direction. However, what caught his eyes was Zhixing's indifferent expression in the serious atmosphere of the two police officers and the Metropolitan Police Department, as if this scene was just a trivial matter.

"You want to see me? I don't seem to know you. What's your name?"

Upon hearing this, Zhixing stopped the pen in his hand and his eyes fell on a fat man in a brown coat and brown hat. He did not answer immediately, but opened the mobile phone in his hand and quickly took a picture of the Inspector Megure.

"What is this doing?"

The generation gap made Inspector Megure realize from the paper-hanging action that the other party seemed to want to take a photo, but not only did he not see the flash, he also did not hear the click sound, which made Inspector Megure immediately ask in confusion.

"Nothing, don't worry about it."

Zhixing turned off the power of his phone and put it back in his backpack. He stood up and faced Inspector Megure, introducing himself for the first time.

"My name is Kamijou Touma. I've been dispatched from the Future Agency to conduct some large-scale experiments at this point in time, so I need the police's help."

Inspector Megure looked at the two police officers on duty with confusion. He found that they were also hearing this for the first time and were also puzzled. He then looked at Zhixing and asked:

"So, Kamijou-san, can I ask you something?"

"Of course, Officer Megure, please do as you please."

"You just came here to report a case. You said you witnessed a shooting, right?"

"Yes."

"So, what did you see?"

"The distance was quite far, and there was no light over there, so I couldn't see the other person's face clearly."

"What about the location? There must have been some arrangement when the crime was committed."

"Hmm~ As for the setup, it seems he was on a rope, preparing to move to the other side. That's when he spotted me, and then I don't know what happened next."

Inspector Megure looked at the paper in front of him and confirmed again:

"You mean the other side's bullet hit you?"

"No, I entered a blind spot afterwards, so he couldn't aim at me and I couldn't see him."

"Then what were you saying just now that I couldn't understand? Are you really not hurt?"

"I don't understand? Are you referring to my identity as someone from the future?"

"Uh~ That's right, did you use the wrong word? You look like a foreigner to me."

Although Inspector Megure's reasoning skills were not very strong, he was able to quickly identify Zhixing's foreign identity. After all, there were many foreigners that one might encounter here.

"How could I be wrong? It's just that Officer Megure probably still doesn't believe it. It doesn't matter. Time is on my side. When the time comes, you will naturally understand."

"Hmm, well, it's getting late. Let's leave the victim's statement until tomorrow. Kamijou-san, please go home today."

Inspector Megure responded to Zhihang's words speechlessly, and looked forward to finishing overtime as soon as possible.

"Go back? I want to go back too, but my experiment isn't finished yet."

"Before that, I need to live here."

The paper picked up the notebook on the chair beside him, shook it in front of Inspector Megure, and then handed the notebook to Inspector Megure.

"What is this doing?"

"This is my experimental list. Unfortunately, I was in a hurry and didn't contact all of them, so I asked Officer Megure to help contact them."

Megure opened the notebook and quickly skipped over the Chinese characters that he couldn't understand. He found the death list composed of katakana, and found many company presidents whose names he had heard of. Of course, the most important one was Yamazaki, the general manager of the Yaoyang Bank who had just been shot.

Inspector Megure looked at Zhixing with a questioning look, and Zhixing began to explain as he expected, but it was not the explanation Megure wanted.

"I randomly picked this list from historical cases. It's a list of deceased people of certain social status and well-known names from this period."

"So you will definitely help me contact them."

"When the people on the list started to die one by one."

"You're right, right, Inspector Megure, who rushes to the first scene of death."

Chapter 127 The Day Before the Amusement Park Incident

"You mean to say that I will first come into contact with the deceased, and then realize that what you said is true?"