Qianyi DK

On the tram that departed on time at [-] o’clock in the evening, the Internet TV installed on the side wall was playing as usual. The face of Police Officer Nakamori and the tall bronze statue behind him were obviously printed on the screen. Most of the people in the tram at the time Unconsciously attracted by the voice from the TV.

Nakamori Ginzo, who was dressed in a navy blue police uniform, happened to hold his right hand high, his voice still carrying the impetus to fear death, and he raised his voice, "Okay! Listen to me all of you—we don't just need to take this opportunity to arrest the Kaitou Ji tonight." De, also must stick to this bronze statue with purple pupils."

"Yes!" The police officers standing beside the bronze statue also responded in unison with dignity.

"As for the reason for sticking to tonight..." Nakamori Ginzo nodded in satisfaction, corrected his expression on the front, and tried to make himself look more serious, "Because, our duel with Kidd will be held through TV. It was broadcast on the spot!"

……

"real or fake."

"How is it possible to catch it?"

"Do you want to record it for archiving?"

"It's nothing more than police propaganda anyway."

"I rather hope they don't embarrass themselves."

The discussion in the tram is getting louder, and all kinds of doubts are becoming more and more obvious, and in a seat facing the Internet TV, there is a young man wearing a peaked cap and a jacket, and he glances casually. A circle of people whispering around, hooked their lips ironically.

Only when I met a thief did I know that I was looking for the police uncle. I haven’t met him, but I have the leisure to talk sarcasticly. It’s not your house that dares to steal, so don’t worry...

"Ding!"

The tram slowly drove into a platform, and the door under the Internet TV slowly opened. The young man who was sitting put one hand in his pocket, stood up from his seat unhurriedly, and walked towards the door with a little anger. Dangling, he ran into three or four people in a short distance of two or three meters.

"Hey, what are you doing, walk carefully."

"Young people nowadays are really rude."

The young man didn't apologize after listening, but just lowered his head, letting the brim of the peaked cap cover the sight of others, and walked straight out, not caring about those naughty aunts.

"Ding!"

The tram door behind him closed slowly, and the noise from the tram resumed just now. After a while, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "Where's my cell phone? It's still there just now."

"Oh, where's my wallet! The money in it was just taken out this afternoon."

"Who took it! Was it you..."

"..."

At this time, on the platform, the young man in a jacket raised his feet and walked towards the exit as if nothing had happened. When he passed by a down-and-out old man sitting on the steps playing the guitar, the young man took out a wallet from his pocket and threw it away without hesitation. past.

The movement of the desolate uncle's hands paused, he glanced at the young man's back, hesitantly reached out to pick up the wallet, opened it, and found that there were quite a few banknotes of different denominations, the uncle was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up again, there was nothing there. Find traces of that person.

The young man who walked out of the station glanced at the touch-screen phone in his hand, and with a twist of his wrist, the little brick made a pitiful home in the trash can.

The young man stood on the side of the road for a while, blowing the cool breeze, his straight figure was completely different from that in the moving car. After a long time, he heard him sigh softly, "It's really itchy, it's really been a long time Have you started yet..."

The young man, that is, Qian Yi, looked up at the sky and felt that it was enough to stand. He estimated that the time was almost up, so he raised his hand and pressed the peaked cap on his head, stopped a taxi, opened the back door and sat in it. Give the driver the address.

"Eguda Museum."

……

The entrance of Jiang Gutian Museum.

Several reporters and photographers were starting to broadcast the police action live. The lady reporter in purple uniform held a microphone in her hand and gave her opening speech in a regular manner.

"We are now at the Jianggutian Museum, which is the scene where Kaito Kidd's crime was announced. There is only one hour left until 8:[-] p.m. Hey! Then, that person is..."

The reporter lady was only halfway through her sentence when she suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked behind the photographer with obvious disbelief on her face.

The person who was stared at by the lady reporter was wearing a light brown windbreaker, a hat similar to "Sherlock Holmes", and his collar was turned up to cover his ears. His tall figure was walking towards the museum without any haste.

Following his footsteps, the lady reporter who was still in a daze just now immediately followed up. She had already recognized who this person was, and now the ratings on the station will definitely explode!

After walking a few steps, I suddenly realized that the photographer behind me didn't keep up. I turned my head and saw that the person was still standing there stupidly, and couldn't help being annoyed, "Follow up, it's big news tonight."

The "photographer" responded in a numb manner, carrying the machine and followed. The moment he lowered his head, a playful look flashed in his plain eyes.

Inside the Ekoda Museum.

Ginzo Nakamori explained to the police officer in front of him with a serious face, "Tonight is the time to show the world the true strength of our Japanese police!"

"Eight helicopters are deployed in the sky, and [-] police officers are assigned to the museum. Countless surveillance cameras are even installed in the basement. No matter whether it is Kidd or a mere mouse, there is no way to sneak into the museum."

After Nakamori Ginzo finished explaining all the precautions, he looked down at his pocket watch, "Then, let's get to the right time, the time is now..."

"Monday, September 9rd, at 3:6:12 in the evening." An abrupt voice interrupted Ginzo Nakamori, and reported the exact time almost harshly, "My pocket watch will only be off by 16.05 month a year. It's only 0.001 seconds, please refer to it."

"What's going on?" Nakamori Ginzo looked a little confused at the person in front of him.

"Don't you know him? Officer, he is a high school detective returning from London, England." Seeing that Officer Zhong Mori didn't understand, the subordinates around him immediately came up to explain.

"Hmph, pretending." Nakamori Ginzo listened, glanced at the people surrounded by reporters, and snorted uncomfortably, but he was still a little curious about this high school student who was famous at a young age .

The lady reporter who surrounded Detective Baima handed over the microphone with great interest, "Detective Baima, you rejected the "Invitation to Cooperate in Domestic Investigations" from the London Metropolitan Police Headquarters in the UK, and returned to Japan decisively. , the purpose is to arrest the Kaitou Kidd, right?"

The photographer carrying the camera also dutifully pointed the camera at the two of them.

"Well, what do you think the answer will be." Tan Baima glanced at the reporter and curled his lips thoughtfully, "However, since I'm here, it means that I remember his crimes that have been rampant for a long time. And it will be tonight, no doubt about that."

"What is he being arrogant about? Just an outsider, don't even think about joining in the fun, get out of here." Ginzo Nakamori is not convinced anymore, he has been chasing Kaitou Kidd for 8 years, and now this high school boy is boasting in front of him , How can this make him suffer, as he said, he continued to wave his hands in a childish manner.

"Officer..." The subordinate next to him was sweating a little on his forehead, and just about to remind him, he was so frightened by the approaching person that he swallowed his words back.

"Ha, Nakamori, don't say that too harshly."

At this moment, a police officer with a beer belly came over, smiling kindly but full of officialdom, Nakamori Ginzo was stunned for a moment, wondering why this person was here, "Bai, Mr. Baima Police Department Director."

"Actually, that guy is my son." The director touched his head a little embarrassedly, but with pride on his face, after all, his son is a famous high school detective.

"Director's...of..." Son, Nakamori Ginzo's tongue seemed to be eaten by himself, he stuttered, and when he thought about what he just said, he wished to turn back time.

"He has been clamoring to see the true face of Kaitou Kidd, so I brought him here."

Nakamori Ginzo was embarrassed to find a crack in the ground to sneak in. When he saw the subordinate who was hiding beside him, he directly gave him a stir-fried chestnut, and said in a low voice, "Then you should have said it earlier!"

The subordinate felt aggrieved and rubbed his head. I also wanted to say it earlier, who made you talk so fast.

"Okay, okay, as long as that guy Ah Tan is surrounded by the media, he will start to get carried away." The supervisor saw Nakamori Ginzo's uneasiness, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to rest assured, "Recently, he is not willing to listen to my suggestions, so he should give him a good blow and let him know the seriousness of handling the case."

The director is half a head shorter than Ginzo Nakamori, so when he patted his shoulder, Ginzo Nakamori deliberately bent down to make it easier for the director, "Director, you have a good intention, so leave your son to Ginzo Nakamori." .”

After Nakamori Ginzo finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at the white horse Tan who was surrounded, and suddenly felt a little funny, what was he fussing about with a child, and then thinking about the comforted and helpless look of the director, he couldn't help thinking, if it were my son, he would definitely Don't want to be a detective, so a person who doesn't like to be famous...

What he said is really right, isn't Qian Yi now a person who doesn't like to stand out?

Then what is Qianyi doing now... He is carrying the camera instead of the "photographer", adjusting the angle of the machine in his hand, and seems to be shooting seriously. He does not have the identity of a white horse detective. The method of attracting attention, as for the cameraman Mr. Qian also thought to himself, I hope he will not catch a cold tomorrow.

Glancing vaguely at the smiling person in the crowd, Qianyi naturally recognized that this person was the person who behaved strangely at the illusion show that day, his playful eyes flashed again, it turned out that this person was a famous detective, but such arrogance But it is far from Sherlock Holmes.

Time passed quietly amidst the sound of inquiries, and Tan Baima no longer accepted the reporter's questioning. Instead, he walked towards the bronze statue, holding a magnifying glass that he took out from nowhere.

Qian Yi's gaze followed him there, and he could see the whole of the bright hall at a glance, including the tiny shining light in front of the bronze statue. He squinted his eyes, this is... a spider the gold thread?He did come.

Detective Baima also found this almost negligible golden thread. Before he could take a closer look, a feeling of being spied on suddenly appeared. Detective Baima vigilantly glanced behind him, but what he saw was only the group of reporters. He looked away suspiciously, his intuition had always been accurate.

But here you are, Spider!

Qian Yi held one side of the camera and pointed it at the reporter, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, he is a very sharp boy, it seems that Kuai Dou is going to be in some trouble.

"Okay, there are still 20 minutes left, which is 8:[-] p.m. as Kidd announced." The lady reporter put on a serious expression in response to the situation, exaggerating the tense atmosphere, "Will the Kaitou Kidd be going tonight?" Show up as scheduled?"

"In the sky, there is no abnormality."

"Roof, nothing unusual"

"The corridors and stairs of all levels are normal."

"There is nothing unusual in the basement."

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Ginzo Nakamori stared at the monitor exported from the notebook, and smiled in a good mood, "I think Kidd will be afraid of me when he encounters this situation."

Qian Yi silently turned his eyes away, unable to bear to look directly.