Some words can produce strange or subtle reactions in special situations.

For example, now.

After seeing the expressions of everyone, Xiao Liulu also realized that what she said just now might cause misunderstandings.

She immediately said, "I mean, for example, there are pots of vintage or something."

The boss's wife Takami Ono thoughtfully said: "So, there was a famous knife casting craftsman who imitated foreign grass mowing sickles to create a scythe and placed it in the warehouse."

"Then it should be sold for a lot of money, right?" Xiao Liulu said casually.

"How big is the scythe you mentioned?" Hattori Heiji asked.

Takami Ono recalled: "I remember that the blade part is about 60 cm, and the handle part should be about the same height as mine."

Hattori Heiji's face changed slightly, "Isn't that the sickle that the sickle carries on his body in that photo?"

"Where is that warehouse?" Kogoro Maori immediately said.

“Just next to the open-air bath.”

"Then please lead the way."

The group followed the boss's wife over there. On the way, Hattori Heiji whispered: "How is it? Is it getting more and more interesting?"

"Yes." Conan nodded.

Hattori Heiji took the opportunity to say, "Since that's the case, let's put that recording file..."

"No, that's still very early." Conan smiled.

Hattori Heiji's face turned dark.

"What recording file?" Chen Xing asked.

"It's nothing." Hattori Heiji waved his hand quickly, of course he was thinking in his heart that there was already a troublesome guy, so he couldn't let the second person know.

But Chen Xing just asked casually, and he was clear about what recording it was.

It is not difficult to imagine that Conan should have used that thing to "threate" Hattori Heiji.

As night falls, the warehouse beside the open-air bath.

"It's strange. I remember it's just putting it here, why is it gone?"

In the dark warehouse, a dim chandelier was rumbling through the boxes and cabinets.

Kogoro Mouri lit a cigarette, "But, this warehouse is too dusty, right?"

"Smoking casually in such places can cause fires." Hattori Heiji warned.

"Don't worry." Kogoro Mori lit up the bottle cap in his hand and just filled some water on the bathtub.

"Since that's the case, let's help find it together." Middle-aged Taiwu suggested.

Warehouse door.

"Chen Xing, why did you come out?" Maori Ran asked in confusion.

"There is too much dust inside." Chen Xing dusted his cuffs.

"Is it a cleanliness obsessive?" He Ye asked his best friend in a low voice.

"Probably not?" Ran Maori was not sure.

Chen Xing stood quietly under the eaves, watching the breath he exhaled little by little in the cold night.

"It's snowing." He stretched out his hand.

"Really." He Ye smiled and went to pick up Xue.

Ran Mouri quietly pulled her sleeve, "But if it snows, is the Kamaita coming?"

"..." The two women blinked, turned around and ran into the warehouse.

"Chen Xing, if you don't come in, be careful that you will be killed!" When passing by someone, He Ye did not forget to scare him.

"What are you two doing?" Hattori Heiji said speechlessly: "And Kazuya, what were you talking about just now?"

He stuck out his tongue with Ye.

At this time, Taizuo in the middle opened a wooden box, "It should be this, right? Gao Mei."

A scythe with a quaint and rough shape appeared in front of several people.

"Yes, that's right, it's this sickle." Takami Ono said.

"The age is indeed a long time ago," said Kogoro Mouri.

"It feels so expensive." Xiao Liulu nodded.

"My dead gentleman once said that this may be worth ten million," said Takami Ono.

As soon as he finished speaking, the chandelier above the few people shattered, and the entire warehouse was immediately dark.

"What's wrong? Did the light bulb break?" Ran Maori subconsciously said.

"ah!"

"it hurts!"

Then there was the pain of Hattori Heiji and Mouri Kogoro.

"My arm was cut inexplicably."

"I'm cut by the back of my hand."

But immediately afterwards, Xiao Liulu's screams came.

When Conan turned on the flashlight of the watch, in addition to seeing the injuries on the hands of Kogoro Mori, he also saw the little Liulu covering his bleeding cheeks.

She looked at the blood on her hands and trembled.

What Hattori Heiji and Conan looked at was the slender wound on her face, which was like the wind-cut wound, like the wound caused by the legendary Kamai.

In the darkness, Chen Xing watched all this calmly.

...

"He Ye, have you called the police?"

"The police just said they would come here right away."

In the room, he Ye was treating the wound on Xiao Liulu's face.

When Maori Ran heard this, he said, "But, will the police really believe it when they were attacked by the sycamore?"

"Whether they believe it or not, it's actually that's it. Three people were cut and injured." Kogoro Mouri raised the back of his bandaged hand.

"But don't worry, this is Nagano, so the one who comes to Nagano Prefecture Police." He Ye was very relieved.

"Yeah, it's Yamato who dares to help the police officer." Ran Maori immediately understood.

He Ye Xiao said, "That's right, if that one-eyed police officer with a super smart mind comes, something like a sickle can definitely be caught in an instant."

Chen Xing, who leaned against the door, noticed that Conan seemed to think of something when he heard this, and he was a little dazzled.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Ah, nothing." Conan hurriedly smiled and covered up.

It was not said that Yamato thought of the No. 2 character in the organization because he dared to help the police officer. After all, the other party was completely in line with what Haibara Ai said that belonged to "Rum".

"But didn't you notice anything just now?" he asked back.

"Please, I was so dark at that time, how could Chen Xing see it?" He Ye said.

Ran Maori thought of the scene when she first met Chen Xing. At that time, he was in a corridor with only a little moonlight, but he seemed to be able to see clearly, leaving him with no power to fight back.

Chen Xing shook his head slightly.

Conan was just asking casually, but now he was suspicious.

--Chen Xing was in the warehouse at that time. With his perception ability, it was impossible not to know who was attacking him at that time.

But why did he hide it? Conan thought about the wound he had just seen and the Kenxing kendo he had seen, and suddenly had a bold guess in his heart.

"No, he was the one who attacked him?" He looked at Chen Xing with trembling eyes. The more he looked, the more he felt that the silent figure was suspicious at this moment.

"What's wrong with you?" Hattori Heiji said in confusion.

"Nothing." Conan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

--He was really confused. Chen Xing had no need to attack them at all. Could it be that the motive was to be jealous of "to compete with the schizartare who cut people better"?

Chen Xing glanced at the elementary school student with a gloomy expression, and instinctively felt that this kid didn't think about his own good just now.

"The police have arrived here." The proprietress Takami Ono opened the door.
Chapter completed!