Transform randomly in Kexue World

Chapter 149 Conan’s Super Power (Fog)

"Where did Shinichi get his superpowers?" Mao Lilan blinked. As a childhood sweetheart, doesn't she still understand Kudo Shinichi?
"Xiao Lan, before the great detective became smaller, not counting him coming to solve cases on his own initiative, how often did you two come across a case on average?"

"emm..." Mao Lilan thought for a while: "If we think about it from childhood to adulthood, we can be together in less than a year, right?"

There was one kidnapping incident in kindergarten when I was a child, and then I met one at a ski resort three years ago, and one after taking a plane a year ago. After returning from New York, it became more frequent, and I would encounter it once every month or two. I saw a robber outside on a bus, I encountered a murder while visiting an aquarium, etc. On average, there was no more than one incident a year.

"now what?"

"Together for one day...together for half a day?" Mao Lilan didn't even have the confidence to answer that "together for one day."

"This is the superpower of the great detective." Martin said seriously and seriously: "Because of his strong desire to solve cases and become a famous detective, murders occur frequently around him."

"Besides, let alone normal people who have been together for a year, most of them will never encounter a criminal case in their whole life." Martin said seriously: "Obviously the great detective has been slowly awakening to his superpowers a long time ago, and I He also slowly gets stronger with age, and one of the side effects of the slimming medicine is to stimulate his superpowers and accelerate their awakening!"

Both Ran Mouri and Akemi Miyano had expressions like "weird postures have increased".

Huihara Ai also began to analyze: Does the medicine I made still have this effect?

If we refer to the technology of Gigantamax particles, superpowers also have superpower particles in their bodies. Could it be that the rapid reduction in body size has increased the level of superpower particles in the body, leading to a significant increase in superpower phenomena?

"There is no such thing." Conan's voice sounded from behind Martin: "Hattori solved only three fewer cases than me last month. Doesn't he have to awaken his superpowers without becoming smaller?"

Although Heiji of the Persuasion Department will accept commissions from others, Conan's other cases are all coincidences except waiting for Mouri Kogoro to accept the commission.

"Besides, are there really such statistics on whether ordinary people will encounter criminal cases in their lifetime?" Conan continued to question: "You must know that the crime rates are different in different regions, different countries, and different eras. In addition, personal Experience and living environment also affect the probability of encountering crime."

Martin was not embarrassed at all when his casual cheating was exposed: "Won't the great detective solve the case?"

"The investigation has reached a deadlock, and I don't have any clues. Anyway, you are free, how about we think about it together?" Conan looked at Martin and Haibara Ai and said, one is a fan of mystery novels (Conan thought), and the other has a good mind. , why not use it.

'And seeing that you are whispering to Xiaolan again, how can I feel at ease? '

Martin reminded: "Detective, what you say in your heart and what you say are the opposite."

Conan covered his mouth in panic and looked at Xiaolan subconsciously, but he only saw Mao Lilan's confused expression, not the mocking expression that he heard what he was saying.

Then he calmed down and realized how easily the words in his heart could be confused with the words on his lips, and stared at Martin with his half-moon eyes.

Mao Lilan pulled Martin's arm curiously: "Martin-kun, what's going on in Shinichi's mind?"

"Because I was thinking about what to eat tonight!" Before Martin could reveal his secret, Conan quickly answered: "Why don't we have a big meal together tonight? You see, I can hardly use my pocket money now."

Conan's alimony 'Edogawa Fumyo' has already been paid, and although Kudo Shinichi's living expenses have stopped after that, there is still a lot left.

At this moment, Conan realized something was wrong and looked back one by one like a robot dancing. He saw many police officers looking at him with complicated expressions.

What was this unlucky kid doing at the scene of the crime? Is he so arrogant?

Gululu... Dr. A Li's stomach suddenly growled - let alone dinner, they hadn't even eaten lunch yet.

By the way, the only person present who had lunch was still lying on the ground.

The kind Martin helped Conan change the subject: "Let's talk about the case."

"The case..." Conan sighed quietly: "The cause of President Dejima's death was cyanide poisoning, but the way the murderer poisoned him is unclear."

Martin began his analysis, "He was poisoned by eating a hamburger, so we first exclude people who bought hamburgers."

Before Conan could complain, Dr. Ali complained first: "Why was it excluded instead?"

"Because poisoning hamburgers is too low-tech and doesn't fit in with your popcorn people's criminal aesthetic."

Mao Lilan: "Mihua talents don't have such a thing as criminal aesthetics."

"That's not right." Martin disagreed at all: "Don't you rice flower people kill people in such a fancy way, with traps, poisoning, alibi, and the whole secret room that is sorry for the deceased?"

The one who just opens the door and stabs him to death is either from other places or is an original animation.

Conan finally complained: "Are you talking about Rice Krispies or Gotham?"

"Only 182 people die in Gotham a year. How about you?"

Conan didn't believe it: "Where did you get that number?"

Martin put his hands on his hips: "I checked this when I was Batman. Do you have any objections?"

Conan was shocked: "Weren't there two clowns in Gotham that day?"

Mao Lilan couldn't help but interrupt: "You two, would it be better to respect the deceased?"

Martin-kun has always been like this, forget it, now even Shinichi has been led astray.

Conan sighed: "Let's get back to the case. You don't have to guess. The police have done tests. Only trace amounts of toxins were found in the hamburger left by the president, and only high concentrations of toxins were found on his hands."

Martin crossed his arms, making the ravine in his chest more obvious: "Is that the poison he got before eating? And the president came out of the toilet before eating, and the person who went to the toilet before him was the great detective ,so--"

"Yes, yes, the murderer is me. Let me finish first. The police detected a high concentration of toxins on the president's left hand, but almost none on his right hand. But there was it in the deceased's right trouser pocket and the right part of his belt. Trace amounts of toxins.”

"Use your left hand to dig into your right pocket?"

"I don't understand either." Conan sighed.

Mao Lilan is already trying to put her left hand into her right pocket. For her jeans, it is relatively easy to just cover it on the right trouser pocket, but it is not easy to turn the direction of her wrist and put her hand into the pocket. , only by twisting the fingers and the first half of the palm can the fingers be inserted.

"It's useless for Xiaolan to try this. Out of the scientific idea of ​​controlling variables, it's time to let the doctor try it."

Dr. A Li looked at Martin with sincerity: "Martin, what variables are you talking about controlling?"

Martin gave the old man a 'you know' look: "Doctor, the variable I'm talking about actually refers to age - do you believe it?" The tone of the second half of the sentence rose an octave. "Martin!"

If today's Martin did not change into Miyano Akemi's body, but stayed in his own body, even the doctor would not be able to help but pinch Martin's face.

"Martin." Someone other than a few people came over.

The real Martin and Miyano Akemi who used Martin's body looked over.

Takagi's expression was a little awkward: "I'm looking for Mr. Martin...Mr. Martin went to the bathroom before the deceased, right? And Conan?"

Miyano Akemi nodded.

Behind Takagi there is a forensics officer holding a reagent in his hand: "Please cooperate with this forensics officer to check whether there are toxic substances on your hands."

Unlike Conan who stretched out his hand generously, Miyano Akemi's movement of reaching out was a little awkward, which was different from the Martin in Takagi's impression.

The forensic personnel wiped their fingers with moist cotton wool and soaked the cotton wool in the reagent in the test tube. The principle is probably that cyanide ions react with ferrous sulfate under alkaline conditions to generate ferrocyanide complex salts.

While checking, Conan asked Takagi by the way: "Officer Takagi, has the bathroom been checked?"

"Yes." Takagi nodded: "We have checked the door handle, toilet seat, toilet wrench, faucet switch and towels. So far, we have only found a small amount of toxins on the left side of the water wrench."

If someone else asked about the case, Takagi would probably choose to keep it secret, but if Conan asked, Takagi would be happy to tell the truth honestly, and Conan didn't even need to add, "Uncle Maori asked me to ask." .

Conan analyzed: "On the left, it seems that the deceased's left hand was indeed contaminated by poison."

But the poison on the pants was indeed on the right side, and not only on the trouser pocket, but also on the right belt. To put it bluntly, it was on the right side of the pants when I was holding up the belt.

"Sure enough, there is none." Takagi said after confirming with the forensic personnel.

Neither Miyano Akemi's hands nor Conan's hands were contaminated with toxins, which further excluded public supplies such as door handles.

After Takagi left, Haihara Ai, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said: "Could it be done by the organization? It was done very cleanly, leaving no trace at all, very much like the organization's style."

If the criminal ability and level were divided into levels, from weak to strong, they would be divided into foreigners, rice flower people, theater version people, Kaitou Kidd and black organizations. Now Haibara Ai feels that the current case is quite powerful. The level of clothing tissue has increased.

Miyano Akemi's expression quickly turned extremely ugly after hearing about the organization: "Could it be that they noticed me..."

"You have to pay attention to me, right? Could it be that the makeup strategy failed?" Martin said this, and he was sure that it was not an organization.

"If you think about it carefully, three days have passed. No matter how powerful Gin is, it's time to get back to work."

Although the first thing Gin does when he goes to work may be to steal his car back from the Metropolitan Police Department and then figure out how to repair it.

He knew in his heart that it was definitely not the organization's fault, but Martin didn't mind putting on a show at this time to brush up on other people's favorability levels - in fact, most people's favorability levels had already fallen to a dangerous value that made it easy for them not to play with him.

Among them, Haiyuan Ai had already fallen below the dangerous value, and was about to turn into hatred. However, today her sister was brought to her, so it slightly rose to a level close to the dangerous value.

However...Martin is actually not optimistic about this matter.

"Well, it just so happens that I look like Sister Mingmei now." Martin said, "When we leave later, let's go separately."

Conan's eyes widened: "Hey, Martin, what do you want to do?"

"I'll buy you some time. When I see Miyano Akemi resurrected, no matter whether the organization members who appear are Gin or not, they will come around like sharks smelling blood, right? You won't notice an old woman by then. If you are a group with mainly children, you should evacuate as soon as possible.”

Haiyuan Ai's expression changed: Are you stealing my show?
"how about you?"

"Me? Of course I ran away as much as possible, but if I can't run away..." Martin showed a complicated smile, calm and relieved: "Sister Mingmei, just use my body to live a good life with Xiao Ai."

"Stop joking, this time it's not funny at all." Conan was a little excited, but he could only lower his voice due to the environment: "How could we let you die?"

"Then what do you have in mind? Do you want to take Dr. A Li out with you and fight for your life?"

While talking about Dr. Ali, Martin, who was looking face to face with Conan, was still hinting at Xiaolan with his eyes. It wasn't until Xiaolan didn't want to be a burden that she stopped talking about it.

"Martin..."

"Martin." The doctor was a little confused about this sudden scene, but that didn't stop him from worrying about trying to persuade Martin.

"Martin-kun..." Xiaolan's favorability towards Martin was originally relatively high among the crowd, and it didn't drop too much, but now it's skyrocketing again, approaching the full value of a friend.

Maybe Martin can already ask Xiaolan: "Who do you want to save when Yuanzi and I fall into the water together?"

"Stop arguing. I didn't say that you would never come back if you go. In fact, I'm quite powerful." Martin showed a gentle smile.

With that said, Martin turned and walked towards the door of the office, preparing to leave from here. "Wait a minute." His wrist was grabbed.

Mao Lilan lowered his head and said with a sullen face: "I absolutely cannot agree. I cannot agree with Martin's actions that put his life in danger to protect us."

Martin looked at Mao Lilan, then at Conan, and saw Conan's firm gaze, as well as the doctor's, Haibara Ai's, and Miyano Akemi's.

Very good, everyone's favorability has increased a lot.

Martin immediately smiled: "Okay, I understand, my plan is cancelled."

"Actually, I didn't think this case would be the work of the organization." Martin said to everyone's surprise: "After all, there are already three ready-made suspects."

Then Martin looked at the people still around the police and said: "The one I suspect the most is the bald ladle."

"Hmm." Dr. Ali coughed dryly: "Martin, can you stop using this word in the future?"

It will remind him of the experience of being critically hit by Gin Martin's 'Death Bald Scoop'
"Okay, okay." Martin followed suit, then knelt down in front of Conan and said again: "Detective, I saw that guy who has no hair on his head and a circle of thick and fluffy hair on the back of his head. He is still single in his 50s. Is he alive? I suspect the murderer is him."

Dr. Ali:? ? ?Otherwise, you should just say bald ladle.

(End of this chapter)