People are in Conan, but the Shura field

From a few words, Conan deduced that someone might have gone to deliver curry to Chen Nuo and found that he was not at home. Judging from the tone of voice, it was most likely a woman.

Does this guy have another woman outside?

Haibara Ai thinks she is the king of the sea, but is actually a fish being caught?

Conan thought about it and felt that it would be better to tell Haibara Ai about this matter.

After all, the secret of his and Haibara Ai's identities must not be leaked out. If Chen Nuo's loyalty cannot be guaranteed, then he must find a way to get rid of him in advance.

Well, it’s definitely not because he had flirted with Xiaolan before.

"Hey, it looks like your little guinea pig is about to cheat." Conan walked over and whispered to Haibara Ai.

Huiyuan Ai was stunned for a moment: "What?"

Conan told what he saw, basically without adding any exaggeration.

After listening to Conan's statement, Haibara Ai was speechless. She didn't expect Conan to be so gossipy.

The reason why she described Chen Nuo's identity as it is now is actually to protect Chen Nuo from being exposed by Conan. In addition, in the subsequent confrontation with the organization, she will inevitably have to ask Chen Nuo for help, so Conan has to know Chen Nuo.

I didn't expect that Conan would run into such a thing. If I don't do something now, I'll be suspected, right?

Normally, at times like this, I should show my attitude as a "hostess", right?

Haibara Ai jumped off the chair reluctantly, stomping her little feet in white socks on the floor as she walked towards Chen Nuo.

Chen Nuo was sending text messages when he suddenly saw Haibara Ai and Conan coming over.

Haibara Ai's face didn't look very happy.

"what happened?"

Huiyuan Ai: "Who are you texting with?"

Chen Nuo said frankly: "A friend."

"female?"

Chen Nuo glanced at Conan and wondered if it was Xiaolan, would it destroy the newly established relationship between her and Conan?

So he lied, "It's a man."

"You are lying. I just saw the text message. It's clearly the woman you are with outside." Conan didn't know why, but he showed much more agility than usual.

He jumped up and snatched the phone from Chen Nuo's hand.

Conan took the phone and looked at it. His whole body froze, his fingers trembled and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Because the sender of that text message was Xiaolan.

"Why would Xiaolan send you a text message and send you curry?!" Conan said angrily.

Chen Nuo said innocently: "She said you called and said you wouldn't be home for dinner, and it would be a waste to make too much curry." "But, but - you can't deliver it to your door, right?" Conan's face flushed, "No, I have to call and ask."

Conan directly dialed the number using Chen Nuo's cell phone.

Huiyuan Ai said coldly: "Do you want to involve your childhood sweetheart in the organization's affairs?"

This sentence immediately brought Conan back from his mad state.

Chen Nuo snatched the phone back and knocked Conan on the head: "You kid, be polite to adults!"

"I'm not a child..." Conan was about to argue with Chen Nuo.

At this time, the phone was connected.

Xiaolan's gentle voice came from the other end of the computer: "What's wrong, Chen Nuo?"

Chen Nuo winked at Huihara Ai, then walked towards the door with the phone in hand.

Under Haibara Ai's persuasion, Conan did not follow him, and there was nothing wrong with Chen Nuo's explanation on the surface.

Because Chen Nuo had saved Xiaolan's mother Kisaki Eri before, and given Xiaolan's personality, it was reasonable for her to send the curry she couldn't finish to him.

But·--

What kind of feeling is it to have your beloved treasure taken away by someone? Conan looked at Chen Nuo's back angrily while he was on the phone, and then was pulled back to the scene by Huiyuan Ai to look for clues.

Chen Nuo was forced to chat with Xiaolan for a few words, and he was actually helpless.

Xiaolan heard the sound of cleaning: "But your house is so messy, you haven't cleaned it in the past few days, right?"

Chen Nuo thought that he had been busy recuperating these days and had not really cleaned the room.

"Let me help you clean up a bit. Also, I've put the curry in the refrigerator. You can just heat it up and eat it." Xiaolan said.

Chen Nuo smiled and said, "Thank you so much. I'll treat you to a meal some other day."

Xiaolan: "By the way, Chen Nuojun, I have already found out about the textbooks you want to use."

Because Chen Nuo is a transfer student, the formalities have not been completed yet, but the school has already notified him to prepare textbooks and other course materials.

Japanese textbooks have to be purchased by yourself, and they are very expensive, so some people go to second-hand bookstores to buy second-hand textbooks and learning materials.

He mentioned this incident accidentally that day.

Xiaolan said that some textbooks and study materials would be very expensive to buy and not cost-effective, so it would be better to try your luck at a used bookstore.

Chen Nuo was not short of money, but he could not resist Xiaolan's enthusiasm, so he had to agree.

Xiaolan said on the phone that she had made a list for Chen Nuo and that she would accompany him to buy books the day after tomorrow.

But when Xiaolan mentioned the library, Chen Nuo suddenly became alert.

library?

Could it be the library that traumatized my childhood?

When he was a child, he was frightened by the sight of the curator rising from the elevator.

But now that my sword skills are so strong, I shouldn’t be afraid of him, right?

Well, if that's the case, let me eliminate the shadow of my childhood with my own hands, Chen Nuo thought.

When Chen Nuo came back with the phone, the police came in with several suspects.

One is Mr. Kazuhiro Hosoya, the president of a securities company, and the other is the chess friend of the deceased, Michio Morioka. Both said that they had no motive or time to commit the crime, and their attitudes were not very good, which made Officer Yokomizo a little confused.

Keep looking towards Chen Nuo.

Officer Yokomizo asked his men, "Where is Mr. Shirakura on the answering machine?"

“No contact yet.”

"What do you want from me?" a young man's voice came from the door.

Chen Nuo looked back and saw a handsome young man in a white suit appeared at the door.

The police immediately questioned Shirakura Yang, but Shirakura Yang seemed very dissatisfied, emphasizing that he had just arrived at Professor Hirota's house and had already called to inform the professor that he was late.

This left Officer Yokomizo with no way to deal with him.

Shirakura looked at the coral-headed police officer calmly, without any panic in his heart.

His acting skills are professionally trained, so when he expresses anger, he really looks like a person who has been wronged. And although he kills people in a hurry, he creates a perfect secret room afterwards.

When he later recalled the layout of this secret room, he couldn't help but praise his own flash of inspiration.

There was no way the police could figure out that an answering machine could be used to create a locked room.

However, the only thing that made Bai Cang Yang feel guilty was that the high school boy standing next to the little girl with short brown hair kept looking at him with strange eyes.

The boy's eyes seemed to have seen through his tricks.

Bai Cangyang didn't dare to look him in the eye.

It must be because I was too nervous. He's just a little kid. Maybe I was jealous of his pretty face?

But to be on the safe side, it is better to leave here early and dispose of the floppy disk in the car.

So Bai Cangyang began to instigate the other two suspects, asking the police to let them go if they could not produce evidence.

Conan was also scratching his head anxiously at the scene.

He had already figured out that the murderer might have used an answering machine to set up a secret room, but he just couldn't wait for that sudden inspiration to solve the case.

Just when Bai Cang was entangled with the police, Chen Nuo walked out when no one was paying attention. Before leaving, he smiled at Bai Cangyang.

He is going to get that floppy disk back now.

After going out, I quickly found a Baise car with its engine still hot on the street nearby.

Chen Nuo put on gloves, pried open the trunk, and quickly found the floppy disk described by Huihara Ai among a pile of floppy disks.

Just when Chen Nuo put the car back to its original position and was about to go back, I thought I had to wait until the matter was over before I could get the floppy disk. "Suddenly a young voice came from behind me, he deliberately lowered his voice, it sounded a bit strange.

Chen Nuo looked back and found a man in a green raincoat standing in front of him.

His face was hidden in the hood, and only his thin chin could be seen. Raindrops dripped down the brim of the hood.

In the other person's hand, he was holding a pistol that was also covered in rain.

The cold muzzle of the gun was pointed right at Chen Nuo's forehead.

Chapter 43 The mysterious man's gift is the Shura Field

I don’t know if it was to echo this kind of scene that often appears in horror movies, but a light drizzle began to fall from the sky again.

The fine raindrops were illuminated by the street lights, like silver needles, hitting the hood of each other's light green raincoat.

The air smelled of rain and motor oil.

A green raincoat?

Chen Nuo suddenly remembered what Officer Yokomizo had said just now, about his search for a perverted murderer wearing a green raincoat nearby.

But why would a psychopathic murderer come to him to ask for the floppy disk containing the information the organization wanted?

Moreover, shouldn't a perverted murderer use weapons such as hammers, electric saws, scissors, etc. that look ordinary but can give people a strong sense of oppression in certain situations?

Isn't it too uncool to use a gun?

But from what he said, it seemed like he knew me. Could it be that the FBI or agents from other countries have targeted me?

"who are you?"

Chen Nuo adjusted his muscles to the best condition and stared at the other party's chocolate-colored finger on the trigger.

Raincoat Killer: "I advise you not to have any evil thoughts. This gun has been modified. The bullet will not go through your head after it is fired. Instead, it will explode, just like when you play the "watermelon" game at the beach. I don't want to be covered in blood."

Chen Nuo: "Are you from the FBI?"

The Raincoat Killer didn't respond: "Just now there was a guy who was stronger than you, but he couldn't withstand my bullet either."

Chen Nuo: "Why do you want this floppy disk?"

"Okay, that's enough chit-chat. I'm in a hurry to get back to Tokyo. Give me the floppy disk quickly," said the man in the raincoat.

The other party never answered the question directly.

This made Chen Nuo a little confused. If he couldn't get any useful information out of him, it would be difficult to explain to Gin.

However, judging from the fact that the other party did not kill him directly and snatched the floppy disk, even if this guy is not from the red camp, he is at least a lawful evil.

After realizing this, Chen Nuo decided to give it a try.

Even if we can't knock him down, at least let him reveal more clues about his identity so that it will be easier to explain to Gin.

As for what the man in the raincoat said, that he could smash his head into a rotten watermelon by simply pulling the trigger, Chen Nuo was not that worried.

Because it's raining.

The term "Stepping on the Waves" can make him become like a fish entering the sea in the rain.

Add in a backward roll and you should be able to catch the opponent by surprise, perhaps a little faster than the opponent's finger on the trigger.

Chen Nuo nodded to show that he understood.

Then he reached into his pocket very slowly, took out the floppy disk and handed it to the other person.

The man in the raincoat held the gun in one hand and reached for the floppy disk with the other.

The moment his fingertips touched the floppy disk.

A flash of lightning split the night sky, lighting up the street as bright as day.