Detective Conan: The System Takes Me to Zero's World

Facing the burly man with suspicious behavior in the house, Yi Dahang walked up calmly and interrupted, "It should be something like this."

Matsuda Jinpei looked impatient, his brows furrowed, and his tone was full of irritation: "Are you still going to pretend with us? Don't waste everyone's time!"

The burly man's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, but he pretended to be calm, forced out a stiff smile, and stammered in response, "No... No."

Jinpei Matsuda put his hands casually in his pockets, leaned back slightly, and looked at the burly man.

"We just saw the electricity bill dropped next to your mailbox. Isn't 30,000 yen a month a bit too much? Could it be that you..."

He deliberately dragged out the last syllable of his words and did not finish what he said. The unfinished words were like a dark cloud, weighing heavily on everyone's heart, making the atmosphere instantly tense.

"Thirty thousand a month?" The burly man interrupted Matsuda Jinpei anxiously and pushed the door open in a panic, trying to hide his inner anxiety with such an action.

The sturdy man still tried to remain calm, but his slightly trembling hands revealed his nervousness: "If it's about this, it's because we are all day traders. When we are working, computers and servers are running all day, consuming a lot of electricity. This is normal."

Inside the room, several computers were arranged neatly and orderly. All kinds of information and data on the screens kept flashing and jumping like a surging tide. The numbers and charts were dazzling.

The burly man walked quickly into the room and began to introduce himself calmly, trying to dispel everyone's doubts with these words.

"We trade with Japan and the United States at the same time. We are busy from morning till night every day, and the only rest time is from 16:21 to :! These computers must be turned on and running continuously, so it is inevitable that we consume so much electricity. The intensity of our work is unbearable for most people. It is really hard."

Yi Dahang nodded slightly, with an expression of listening attentively on his face, nodding gently from time to time, as if he believed in the sturdy man's explanation. However, his eyes were scrutinizing, and his mind was full of thoughts.

"Well, it seems to make sense at first glance, and the explanation is very logical, but why do I always feel like something is wrong?"

Yi Dahang's hand unconsciously touched his chin, which was his habitual action when thinking. He silently warned himself in his heart that he must not be fooled by the other party's sweet words.

The sturdy man glanced at everyone and saw that everyone looked calm. He thought his lie had worked. His tense nerves relaxed instantly and a smug smile appeared on his face: "The children in the yard are too noisy. We really can't work. We can only set up a trap to scare them away."

He shook his head as he spoke, looking annoyed, but he didn't notice the flash of mockery in the eyes of Yi Dahang and others.

Idahang looked down at his watch and asked casually, "You must have been very busy last night on July 7th, right?"

"Ah?" The burly man's face suddenly changed, and he stammered, "Why...why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"After the FOMC Speaker's speech, the US stock market fluctuated violently. You guys are doing day trading, so you must have been watching all night, right?"

Yi Dahang's eyes were fixed on him.

"Yes... yes, I stared at you the whole night without daring to blink." The burly man nudged the two men beside him with his elbow, and the fat man and the thin man quickly echoed him.

"Yeah, that market is so exciting."

"I stayed up all night, and my head is still groggy today."

Date Kou, Furuya Rei, Morobushi Kagemitsu and Matsuda Jinpei looked at each other, a flash of understanding in their eyes, and the corners of their mouths raised at the same time, ruthlessly exposing each other's lies.

"July 7th is America's Independence Day."

“Even if the Japanese market is open normally.”

“The U.S. market is also closed for a holiday.”

"You don't even have this common sense, and you call yourself a day trader?"

Yi Dahang put his hands behind his back, raised his chin slightly, and looked as sharp as a hawk: "Stop playing tricks here, tell me honestly, where do you spend such a high electricity bill?"

Outside the house, in the car, Hagiwara Kenji smiled and took out a candy from his hand and handed it to Mao Lilan: "Would you like some candy?"

"Okay." Mao Lilan took the candy and ate it with relish.

The air in the room seemed to become tense because of Ida Hang's questioning.

Idahang approached the burly man, his tone as cold as ice: "Since you claim to be computer repairmen, what are you planning on pretending to be day traders?"

The burly man forced a stiff smile and pretended to be relaxed: "It takes too much time to explain. We have always wanted to try out what it's like to be a day trader, so we'll give it a try."

Zhu Fu Jingguang slightly turned sideways, glanced at Kudo Shinichi, and then looked at the sturdy man, "Then why do you want to scare the child and do so many tricks?"

The sturdy man's smile froze instantly, his eyes flickered, and he argued, "We were worried that the children would mess up the yard and let the master down. We also know that what we did was inappropriate, and we are already reflecting on it. The master is traveling overseas and will be back tomorrow. You can come back tomorrow, and he will explain everything clearly."

Matsuda Jinpei keenly noticed a door in front of him that had only a keyhole but no handle. He slowly approached and whispered to himself: "There is only a keyhole but no handle, maybe there is a different world behind it."

"Ah?" The burly man was stunned when he heard this, and a barely perceptible panic flashed across his face.

Matsuda Jinpei ignored him and opened the drawer next to him, muttering as he searched: "Key, key, oh, isn't it in the drawer? It doesn't seem to fit the keyhole, but this one in the drawer fits it quite well."

He inserted the key he took out of the drawer into the lock, and with a slight turn, the secret compartment under the drawer popped out. Looking at the two keys in the secret compartment, he murmured, "This key may be the key."

Matsuda Jinpei raised his eyebrows, took the key, and walked towards the mysterious door. The key was inserted into the keyhole accurately, and with a "click", the door slowly opened.

"Ah, wait." The burly man finally reacted and wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

The moment the door opened, Matsuda Jinpei's eyes widened in shock at the sight inside the house: "Wow!"

What comes into view is a greenhouse filled with plant life, with lush greenery growing wildly under the lights.

Matsuda Jinpei took a few steps closer and observed the shapes of the plants. His expression instantly became serious: "This is marijuana, which is prohibited from being grown in the island country!"

He put one hand in his pocket and turned to look at Kudo Shinichi. "Growing marijuana requires precise regulation of light and room temperature, so just like that little brother speculated, the curtains must be drawn all the time, and the air conditioner and lighting must be turned on. No wonder the electricity bill has soared so high."

Beads of sweat appeared on the sturdy man's forehead, but he still argued stubbornly: "No, it's not. We are also shocked. We didn't expect the owner of this house would do such a thing secretly."

"Then how do you explain this piece of paper?" Furiya Rei came to the crowd at some point, holding the piece of paper that Conan had found before, and held it in front of the three men.

"We Japanese are used to reading Japanese directly, but the symbols that look like kanji and kana are actually rewritten letters. Judging from the shape of the handwriting, the rewritten letters are WEED, which is a synonym for marijuana in slang."

Date Kou deduced from what Furuya Rei said, "In other words, this piece of paper is most likely a price tag for 1 gram of marijuana at yen.

I guess this obscure price tag was prepared just in case the island police discovered it. If your fingerprints can be detected on this paper, it would be irrefutable evidence. "

The sturdy man was furious when he saw his lie was completely exposed. He turned around and shouted at the fat man and the thin man: "Hey, bring the gun bag over here."

The fat man and the thin man subconsciously turned around to get the gun bag, but as soon as they stretched out their hands, their movements suddenly froze - the place where the gun bag was placed was empty. The two men looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion.

Zhu Fujingguang was carrying a shoulder bag, with a mysterious smile on his face, and he said slowly: "Looking for a golf bag?"

When the three men heard this, their expressions froze instantly, their eyes filled with shock.

Zhu Fujing smiled and spoke in a brisk but shrewd tone, "Your trick is not very clever. The entrance is full of horse racing information, but no golf shoes. Isn't this a case of trying to cover up one's own faults? So I will 'keep' the golf bag for you for now."

"You bastard, give it back to me!" The thin man's eyes were wide open and his face flushed red. In a rage and shame, he swung his fist and hit Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Zhu Fu Jingguang quickly assumed an attacking stance, his lips slightly raised, his eyes revealing calmness and confidence.

Just as the thin man's fist was about to touch Zhufu Jingguang, Fūya Ling rushed forward like an arrow and punched the thin man hard in the face.

The thin man was knocked flying by the powerful punch. He fell heavily to the ground, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

Seeing this, the fat man and the burly man didn't dare to stay any longer. They turned around and ran out of the house for their lives.

"Don't even think about running!" Jinpei Matsuda shouted.

Date Kou looked at the thin man who had fallen to the ground, then turned to Morobushi Keimitsu and Furuya Rei and said, "I'll leave this guy to you."

The fat man looked panicked and stumbled towards the Ferrari on the side of the road. As soon as he opened the door with trembling hands, he froze in place as if struck by lightning - the tire had already burst.

His eyes widened in horror, and an incoherent cry escaped from his throat: "How is this possible!"

Yi Dahang rushed forward, holding his head tightly with his palm, and pressed it hard against the car window. With his other hand, he grabbed the fat man's arm and said, "You're still trying to drive away? Tell me! Where did the other person go?"

At the same time, Jinpei Matsuda heard a slight noise behind him and turned around suddenly. He saw a burly man wearing a helmet and riding a motorcycle passing by like a ghost, turning sharply and speeding off into the distance.

"Oh no! There's another one hidden!" Matsuda Jinpei was stunned. He quickly took out his cell phone and called Hagiwara Kenji. "Hagi, there's a guy heading your way. Stop him quickly."

"Got it." On the other end of the line, Hagiwara Kenji started the roar of his car engine.

The burly man sensed the roar of the car engine approaching from behind him, and the corners of his mouth curled up in contempt. He slowly turned his head, his face full of contempt, and sneered coldly: "Humph, with all your strength, you still want to catch up with me? It's just a foolish dream!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly turned the handlebars and drove the motorcycle headlong into a narrow road.

In the narrow alley, he rushed around recklessly, knocking old metal trash cans to the ground with a loud bang. Passers-by who were unable to dodge fell to the ground screaming and groaning in pain.

The burly man looked back at the chaos behind him and laughed arrogantly: "Now, you are completely helpless, don't even think about catching up with me!"

But before he could finish his laughter, he saw Kenji Hagiwara driving a car and catching up with him with astonishing driving skills.

Two wheels of the car were close to the ground, while the other two wheels were moving rapidly along the wall, flexibly moving through the narrow alleys without slowing down at all.

"What!" The burly man's eyes opened wide, his face full of disbelief. His brain was unable to process the unimaginable scene before him for a moment.

He didn't have time to hesitate. In a panic, he quickly turned the front of the motorcycle and drove straight out of the alley.

This sudden change startled a mother and daughter on the roadside and almost made them fall. At this moment, the sturdy man had only one obsession in his mind - to get rid of the car chasing him.

Kenji Hagiwara drove the car out of the narrow alley at full speed, with all four wheels firmly on the ground and the car body not shaking at all, and chased in the direction where the burly man fled.

I thought to myself: [There is a high probability that there is a building under construction ahead. This is undoubtedly a perfect opportunity to intercept him. I must not let this guy escape. I must successfully intercept him here and not let the previous pursuit go to waste.]

Hagiwara Kenji stepped on the accelerator, the car accelerated, and soon came to the side of the motorcycle. He seized the opportunity and drove the car at an oblique angle to hit the motorcycle.

In an instant, there was a loud "crack" and the burly man's motorcycle broke into pieces like a fragile toy, with parts scattered all over the ground like flowers from the sky.

The sturdy man was dizzy from the sudden violent impact, his body fell backwards uncontrollably and he collapsed heavily to the ground.

He was breathing heavily, his eyes full of fear, and he obviously hadn't recovered from the thrilling accident.

Hagiwara Kenji stopped the car steadily, got out, looked at the sturdy man slumped on the ground, and said jokingly: "You don't look dizzy yet."

Jinpei Matsuda called: "Hagi, where are you? Did you catch that guy?"

Hagiwara Kenji put the phone to his ear and said, "I stopped in front of the building under construction at 4-chome. I forced that guy to stop."

"And then? Is the little brat okay?"

"Oh, I almost forgot. Is the little sister okay?" Kenji Hagiwara then remembered Ran Mouri who was traveling with him, and turned to look at Ran Mouri who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Mao Lilan's face flushed with excitement, as if she had just ridden an exciting roller coaster, and she shouted loudly: "Yeah, super happy!"

"Haha." Hagiwara Kenji winked at her and laughed, "That's great!"

To be continued...