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

Bai Chuanqiu walked to the entrance of the cemetery. The uncle in charge of security was drinking tea and standing at the door: "Brother, are you here to pay your respects on this day?"

Bai Chuanqiu glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

The uncle smiled and said casually: "It's okay, I just rarely see people coming empty-handed, so I asked a few questions, don't mind."

The red eyes stared at the security guard with a cold look in them: "Mind your own business."

Then the young man left without looking back.

The security guard watched the man go away, and the smile on his face faded.

Back in the security room, the uncle rummaged through the phone book, his fingers constantly sliding across the phone numbers, and finally stopped at one place.

He was delighted and reached out to pick up the phone receiver on the table, ready to make a call.

However, behind him came the young man's cold voice: "Oh? I didn't expect you missed a clue here."

The security guard froze all over, and just as he was about to turn his head to look, he was violently pressed down on the table.

"Boom-"

The table made a loud noise, and the teacup that was still smoking was overturned by the noise, and all the hot water spilled onto the table.

"Ah-"

The uncle screamed as hot water splashed on his cheek, causing him to grimace in pain.

"Who were you going to call just now?" Bai Chuanqiu asked with a hint of a smile in his voice.

The security guard struggled and said stubbornly: "I don't know what you are talking about!"

"very good."

The force pressing on the back of his neck suddenly increased, and the security guard was lifted up, with his face pressed onto the spilled hot water.

"Ah-"

Suddenly, half of the security guard's face began to become red and swollen.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to take the intercom next to him, but someone was quicker than him and directly picked up the thermos on the table and smashed it hard on the back of his hand.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of broken bones, the security guard screamed again.

Baichuan Qiu's expression was very cold, with a hint of red in his eyes, which then disappeared, but his hands were still ruthless. He used the hard thermos cup as a hammer, smashing the uncle's right palm into a bloody mess.

Seeing such a host, even the system was a little scared. It watched quietly and didn't dare to say a word.

This was because few people came to the cemetery here, and it was surrounded by woods and wasteland. Other staff members of the cemetery were halfway up the mountain, so no one except Baichuan Qiu could hear the security guard's screams.

The security guard was so frightened by Bai Chuanqiu's brutal behavior that he almost fainted. He looked at the black-haired young man in pain and fear, and said in a hoarse voice, "I was wrong, I was wrong. I was talking to someone on the phone. I don't know who he was. It's just that he suddenly found me a few years ago and asked me to pay special attention to that tombstone. If anyone approaches, report it to him!"

As he spoke, his voice was filled with tears: "That person only promised to give me a large sum of money later. I don't know anything else. Please, spare me."

Baichuan Qiu narrowed his eyes, looked at the security guard, and pushed him back to his seat with a flick of his hand.

The uncle covered his injured right hand tightly and looked at Baichuan Qiu as if he was looking at a devil.

"Call that person and tell him I'm still in front of the tombstone and seem to be looking for something. Ask him to come over and take a look."

Baichuan Qiu said in a cold voice.

"Okay, okay."

The uncle agreed hurriedly, picked up the receiver with his trembling left hand, held it between his head and shoulders, and dialed the number in the phone book.

The first call didn't go through, and the uncle broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

The second time, a long time passed and still no one answered.

The uncle was completely panicked. He kept looking at the young man on the chair and stammered, "Maybe it's been too long, but what I said is true..."

"Keep fighting."

Baichuanqiu's voice was calm.

The security guard's body was already soaked with cold sweat, and he could only keep making calls, praying in his heart that the other party would answer the phone quickly.

Finally, the call was connected.

"Hello? Who's there? Don't you know I'm catching up on my sleep? Damn it..."

The person on the other end was cursing, and there was a hint of sleepiness in his voice. You could tell right away that he was a person with a bad temper.

"It's me, from Fengshan Cemetery. Do you still remember me?" the security guard whispered.

"What the hell, what the hell is this dead thing from the cemetery calling me? Get out!"

Without waiting for the security guard to say anything, the other party hung up the phone.

"Beep-beep-"

The security guard was sweating coldly.

Facing the scarlet eyes, the security guard frantically flipped through the phone book, muttering, "Impossible, that voice is him! How could he have forgotten—"

The main reason was that this person gave him a large sum of money at that time, so he always remembered this matter, hoping to be able to help in the future and make more money.

How come people just forget about him now?

However, soon the phone rang again, and the security guard felt relieved when he saw the incoming call.

At Baichuan Qiu's suggestion, he pressed the hands-free button.

"Hello? Are you talking about Fengshan Cemetery?" The voice on the other end was urgent, and it was obvious that he had completely woken up.

"Yes, didn't you come here a few years ago and give me a large sum of money to help me keep an eye on that nameless monument?"

"That's true... What's going on? Is there something going on?"

The voice on the other end became excited, and apparently didn't notice the uncle's trembling voice.

The security guard looked at the young man next to him and said, "Yes, someone came looking for this tombstone today. He's still there, and seems to be looking for something."

"Okay, okay, I got it. Just keep watching, I'll be right over!"

I didn't know what the person on the other end was so excited about. I heard the sound of him getting dressed, and then he hung up the phone in a hurry.

The security guard put down the phone, trembling, and whispered, "He'll be here soon. Look at me..."

Bai Chuanqiu leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes and resting: "When he comes, you leave."

The security guard forced a smile and said, "Okay, okay."

About twenty minutes later, the sound of a car was heard outside. A gangster with dyed yellow hair and chewing gum got out of the car and ran straight to the security booth.

The security guard stood up, his eyes full of anticipation——

"Hey, uncle, where are the people?"

The gangster asked.

"This way, this way." The security guard smiled and waved his left hand, motioning the other party to come in.

The gangster was a little confused and walked closer -

Then a hand stretched out from inside the door, pulled the gangster into the security room, and closed the door.

"Well, well—"

Without saying a word, Baichuan Qiu grabbed the man and beat him up. The security guard wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but Baichuan Qiu blocked the door and he had no way to escape. In the end, he could only shrink in the corner, trembling as a spectator.

"Who the hell are you—"

The gangster actually had some martial arts skills, but Shirakawa Qiu had learned some skills from Matsuda Jinpei, so he was still better in the fight. He just grabbed the man and pinned him to the ground.

"cup."

Baichuan Qiu said in a cold voice.

"cup--"

The security guard was stunned for a moment before realizing that Baichuan Qiu was talking to him. He hurried over and handed over the thermos cup on the table.

The thermos was still stained with the security guard's own blood. Baichuan Qiu simply picked up the thermos and smashed it on the gangster's head.

I have to say that this unprepossessing thermos is of really good quality. Not only is it easy to hold, but it also doesn't deform at all when you hit it on your head.

Instead, the thugs on the ground became quiet after being hit a few times.

The security guard's heart trembled a few times, staring at the scene in amazement, and his legs sank to the ground: "Dead, someone is dead..."

This guy killed someone in front of him!

Help! What kind of demon is this?

Bai Chuanqiu didn't explain and just fainted. He glanced at him and calmly threatened, "The murder weapon is your cup. It's covered in your fingerprints, and you were the one who handed me the murder weapon. You're now an accomplice. If I get caught, you won't be able to escape."

The security guard almost fainted: "Huh?"

He, how did he become an accomplice!

"So..." Baichuanqiu smiled slightly, his shark teeth, which symbolized evil, flashing brightly, with a gentle madness, "You have to help me, otherwise we will go to jail together."