Detective Conan: Knifeman? I'm a good citizen of Beihua

"Sorry, your order is ready."

Azusa Enomoto pushed the plate in front of Maori Kogoro and others and said, "I wish you a pleasant meal."

Shirakawa Qiu took a deep breath and placed the iced Americano in front of Mitsuo Ueshita, forcing a smile. "Sir, your coffee is ready. I'm very sorry for giving you a bad experience."

Ueshita Mitsuo continued to make things difficult: "This isn't icy enough, didn't I just tell you? It's icy enough, look at how few pieces you have."

Baichuan Qiu: "..."

I don't know why, but the urge to kill was brewing inside me, and it even intensified with the other person's words.

Although this guy really deserves a beating... he was just cursing, who would actually kill him... Hey, wait a minute, what are you doing with your right hand!

Baichuan Qiu lowered his head and was horrified to find that his right hand stretched out uncontrollably again and grabbed the washed knife next to him.

Wait a minute, why, why is this happening...

The corners of Shirakawa Qiu's eyes twitched slightly, fearing that he would really stab someone with the knife uncontrollably, so he quickly put down the knife, walked around the bar, and came in front of Mitsuo Ueshita.

This time he doesn't have any tools to commit the crime, so he won't try to kill anyone.

"Sir, I'm very sorry, this is the maximum amount of ice our store can accommodate. If you add more ice, it may affect the taste."

Baichuan Qiu lowered his eyes, trying not to look at the other person's face, and tried hard to stay awake.

On the other side, the Maori family was also preparing to leave.

"Goodbye, Miss Enomoto." Ran Mouri waved with a smile.

Azusa Enomoto nodded: "Goodbye, Xiaolan, Mr. Maori, and Conan."

She glanced at Mitsuo Ueshita and whispered to Ran Maoli, "It's not convenient today, I'll treat you to ice cream tomorrow."

Mao Lilan nodded and did not refuse: "Okay, thank you."

Kogoro Mouri also glanced at Mitsuo Ueshita over there, snorted coldly, and walked out of the cafe first.

According to their previous habits, they usually finish their meal in the restaurant, but since they met such a guy today, it would be better to go back upstairs to eat.

So at Enomoto Azusa's call, the three of them left the Poirot Café.

After seeing off the Mori family, Azusa Enomoto also came over to help apologize. Finally, with the joint efforts of the two, they finally saw off the picky Mitsuo Ueshita.

Baichuan Qiu let out a long breath.

This is how the service industry is, you have to put on a smile and swallow the bitterness.

But what puzzled him even more now was his inexplicable desire to kill.

Baichuan Qiu walked back to the chopping board and stared at the fruit knife on the chopping board with seriousness in his eyes.

Is it the knife's problem?

But after staring at the knife for a while, Baichuan Qiu's mood calmed down, and he no longer had the urge to stab someone.

This is really strange.

So I should go to the psychiatric department!

After realizing that he was sick, Baichuan Qiu felt relieved.

He is not the kind of person who avoids seeing a doctor. Since he is sick, he must get treatment!

Shirakawa Akane first greeted Enomoto Azusa, and then walked out of the Poirot Café.

As soon as he left the store, Baichuan Qiu heard the voice of the girl from upstairs: "Conan, you haven't finished eating yet! Why are you leaving?"

"I have something urgent to do, please ask Sister Xiaolan to help me put the refrigerator in the refrigerator first!"

As the little boy spoke, he rushed downstairs holding his skateboard.

Conan...

Baichuan Qiu was suddenly dazed, and the fog in his originally foggy mind suddenly dissipated, as if something was about to break out of the ground. He subconsciously took a few quick steps, wanting to take a closer look at the little boy named "Conan".

Then, the next second, the two rushed forward and collided violently with each other——

"Boom-"

Conan was knocked to the ground, and Shirakawa Qiu was knocked back a few steps, and his left foot unfortunately stepped on the skateboard that Conan dropped.

Then, in his sight, the whole world turned upside down.

Accompanied by the exclamations of the people around him, the white-haired young man fell heavily to the ground, and the back of his head made a close contact with the ground.

"Boom-"

Everyone's scalp tightened.

Hiss, it sounds good, but it’s a bit useless.

Before he blacked out, Bai Chuanqiu's only thought was: "Okay, let's just go to the hospital and transfer to the psychiatric department, and get it done in one go."

……

"Ding, the Little Black Gold Finger System has been activated——"

"Host name: Baichuanqiu

Current title: Useless newbie Xiao Hei (calling you Xiao Hei is flattering you)

Title Review: What? All you can do is mindlessly stab people? You're a disgrace to the criminal world. (Conan doesn't even need to help; any rookie officer in the Metropolitan Police Department can arrest you.)

Talent: Criminal Mastery (You can learn any criminal skill without any instruction, just by looking at it once.)

Skill Mastered: Bomb Maniac (Explosions are art, maybe we should create an unprecedented 'fireworks' show in Mihua?)

Current progress: This rude customer is simply tarnishing your professional aesthetics. Brandish your fruit knife! Show him how powerful you are! (You didn't even resort to violence? It seems you already have the thinking ability of a qualified black man! Then use your tiny brain and think of how to make him kneel down and beg for mercy! Hehehe...)

……

Baichuan Qiu opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. The system panel in front of him was like a virtual light screen, floating steadily in his sight and taking a long time to disappear.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but his eyes had already dried up. Baichuan Qiu finally closed his eyes, but the expression on his face was more of a look of despair.

"So, I actually traveled to Conan's world... and I'm even the chosen murderer of this world..."

Shirakawa Akane was originally a Chinese, but because of a car accident, he traveled directly to the Sakura Country and ended up in the body of an unlucky person with the same name.

The owner of this body is also called Shirakawa Akari, but his original surname is Bai, while Sakura's Shirakawa Akari's surname is Shirakawa. The original owner had passed Sakura's exam and was currently training at the police academy, intending to become a Sakura police officer in the future.

As a result, no one knew what the original owner was thinking. He actually escaped from the police academy in the middle of the night, drove drunk, and then crashed directly into the pillar of the Baihong Bridge in Tokyo and died on the spot.

However, Shirakawa Qiu from China was lucky enough to wake up before his body was pushed into the crematorium and completely became Shirakawa Qiu of Sakura.

Of course, although he saved his life, the original owner left him with a lot of messes.

First of all, the original owner, as a student at the police academy, actually violated school regulations and climbed over the wall to drive drunk, causing a major accident. It was definitely impossible for him to become a policeman, and Shirakawa Qiu was directly expelled from the police academy.

Secondly, there was the compensation for the bridge. It's unknown how much of a rubbish the Baihong Bridge was. Shortly after the original owner collided with a bridge pillar, half of it collapsed, forcing the entire bridge to shut down due to safety concerns. The original owner was also charged with all the compensation. That exorbitant amount was simply unaffordable for the original owner, whose parents had both passed away.

Finally, there was the original owner's tattered body. Even though Bai Chuanqiu's soul was still hanging on, it was practically paralyzed. Bai Chuanqiu practically gritted his teeth and endured rehabilitation, gradually recovering.

——And all this happened seven years ago.

Now, Baichuan Qiu has earned enough money to pay off all the debts left by the original owner, and his body is slowly recovering after years of recuperation...

He finally got rid of the haze left by the original owner and returned to Mihua to start his life anew.

Now, system, you tell me that I have actually traveled to the world of science, and am a murderer in the science world???

What a joke!

Then what are these seven years of mine worth?

Is this Xiao Hei’s work diary?