I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

In the end, Akiko Sayama turned himself in.

——Under the desperate gaze of Nan Ling.

No, can't she wait a little longer? Conan solves the case very quickly, it won't take too long, big sister, are you so impatient?

But his obstruction was pale and untenable. Akiko Sayama went his own way and said, 'Isn't this the best time since he's no longer suspected? ' He walked over to the police without hesitation.

...It's Maurilan's fault for saying that.

So when Conan ran downstairs out of breath, he saw the prisoner who had been handcuffed, and Nan Ling who was surrounded by the police and looked embarrassed.

Conan was lost in thought.

He... this... ah?

It was him, he was the one who came first, he was the one who came first... Whether the evidence, the culprit, or the matter of solving the case...

Why did it become like this? He had just found clues and just wanted to understand how the murderer committed the crime. Two happy things overlapped, and these two happiness brought him more happiness. What I got was supposed to be a happy time like a dream... But, why did it become like this...

Nan Ling finally escaped from the group of policemen who had become fans. The praises of those people were still buzzing in his mind, and he saw Conan in a trance at a glance.

"...Are you okay?" He felt a little guilty.

After all, the idea of ​​Conan's reasoning was provided by him at the beginning, and he sent Conan to follow this logic to find evidence, so it looks like he deliberately gave up Conan and then took the credit exclusively.

But that's not the point of Conan.

"Didn't you say you haven't found evidence yet?" Conan looked like he was about to collapse, and asked with a confused look, "Is this what you said about no evidence found?"

"Ah...this...I just chatted with the person I thought was suspicious." Nan Ling tried to make his face look more innocent, "Who would have thought that Miss Zuoshan was really a murderer, and she suddenly said I'm going to turn myself in and I don't know what happened."

Conan took a deep breath.

...how do you feel, there is a strange sense of sight?

"Wait." Conan narrowed his sapphire blue eyes, and pulled out a video from his own memory, "Did you... last time...did you do this?"

"Last time? What was the last time?" Nan Ling felt a little confused.

"It was the time of Curator Ochiai!" Although Conan lowered his voice, the frenzy in his tone faithfully reflected his current state of mind, "You said, 'Go to chat with him, but I didn't expect him Suddenly he turned himself in'...is it you!"

"...You said that, but I didn't mean it that time." Nan Ling blinked his "big innocent eyes", "I didn't think of such a thing in advance."

As he spoke more and more justifications, his tone gradually became more righteous - he was right, this incident was obviously not in his expectations, and he himself was a victim.

Conan glared at him, his blue eyes filled with imperceptible grievances, "Then I ran for nothing."

"How can you?" Nan Ling rubbed his head, "You found the murderer and the modus operandi yourself. Isn't that the fun of reasoning?"

Hearing this, Conan snorted arrogantly, "A guy like you who solves a case only by guessing can't experience the fun of reasoning."

But...he was actually quite curious about how Nan Ling broke the prisoners' psychological defenses and made them surrender obediently. You must know that the prisoners he met before, all of them did not see the coffin and did not cry, and he had to wait for him to show evidence before he would confess.

If he could persuade the prisoner to surrender like Nan Ling did, wouldn't he be able to avoid many tragedies?

If, on that night on Moon Shadow Island, Nan Ling could persuade Mr. Cheng Shi, instead of using reasoning to drive the other party to the end, and then watch the other party commit suicide.

So……

"What are you thinking?" Nan Ling patted Conan's smart head, "I just robbed you of the fun of telling your reasoning, so I won't make a cat's face."

"Ah?" Conan felt the trouble of Nanling's radio waves again, and couldn't help but break away from his memories, "I didn't care about this."

"I'd rather you care about this." Nan Ling sighed heavily, "I don't want to make a record, why don't you take my place."

"What did you say?" Conan showed an incomprehensible expression, "The transcript can help you clarify your thoughts, which is very useful."

"The problem is that I don't have a way to figure it out!" Nan Ling was very dissatisfied, "Am I going to tell them that I just chatted with Miss Saoshan for a while, and she ran and turned herself in?"

"If this is the truth..." Conan's expression gradually became a little speechless, "Hey, did you really solve the case like this?"

"Otherwise?" Nan Ling raised his eyebrows, "Didn't I always come here like this?"

Conan shook his head, "No, I thought you would say something like 'this is all a routine' to perfunctory me."

"That's not perfunctory, hey!" Nan Ling complained, "And this time it's actually because of Mr. Maoli... It's a trick, right?"

Conan asked curiously, "What routine?"

"Maori Kogoro's reasoning must go wrong theorem~www.wuxiahere.com~ Nan Ling said solemnly, "Of course, there are exceptions. "

"...Even so, it's still too outrageous!"

……

Mello stood next to Hideko Kamijou, looking at the scene of the police gathering not far away, his tone was indifferent, "I didn't expect people to die."

"I didn't expect it either." Hideko Kamijou's eyes were complicated, and if he looked closely, there were still tears in the corners of his eyes, "But he's dead right."

"Are you familiar with him?" Melo asked in surprise.

"My ex-husband." Kamijou Hideko said unintentionally, "I divorced him after I knew he was a hacker. He would never use that ability to do good things."

"So, he came for the 'Dark Night Duke'?" Aware of Hideko Kamijou's surprised and defensive gaze, Mello shook his head and continued to explain, "That virus has become so famous that outsiders like me know about it. As a hacker, Mr. Gangwon would be interested in that kind of thing, so it’s not hard to think of this guess.”

"Indeed..." Hideko Kamijou nodded slightly, "but he was just chasing behind a phantom."

"What's the meaning?"

"'Duke of Dark Night' is just an urban legend circulating in the circle." Kamijou Hideko looked at his ex-husband's corpse with regret, "I think that kind of perfect creation must not exist."

At least, she hopes that kind of thing doesn't exist.