Chapter 236 How can a detective hit someone? Please give me a monthly ticket (〃)
Sawaki Kouhei was slightly stunned, then nodded at them and made some room for them.
When he turned around, he flashed a fleeting sneer from an angle that Jiang Xia and Conan couldn't see.
"That's a lot of wine." Conan followed Jiang Xia and Zemu Gongping, passing countless fully loaded wine cabinets, and couldn't help muttering, "How long will it take to finish this?"
Jiang Xia thought of the huge bookcase in Kudo's house: "You have so many books at home, haven't you read them all?"
Conan: "..." To be honest, he hasn't finished watching it yet...
Of course it's hard to admit this, but fortunately, there's Sawaki Kouhei next to him. Conan took advantage of the situation and said the words a child should say: "Haha, so many books, I'm just a primary school student, I can't finish reading them... huh?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the fake smile on Conan's face suddenly froze and he looked forward.
——He suddenly felt a silver light passing through his vision. Looking carefully, he saw that there was an extremely thin steel wire stretched horizontally at the height of the adult's calf in front of him.
“……”What is this?
As questions emerged in his mind, Conan suddenly felt a sense of crisis and blurted out, "Stop!"
"What?" Sawaki Kouhei seemed to have no reaction. He looked back at Conan while walking and bumped into that piece of steel wire.
The steel wire moved, turning countless mechanisms. Suddenly, a taut bowstring sounded, which was particularly harsh in the closed wine cellar.
——There is a crossbow mechanism behind you!
Conan thought of Jiang Xia behind them and was startled: "Be careful!"
The sharp crossbow arrow attacked instantly. Conan could not see its shadow at all, but only heard a sound of breaking through the air.
At this moment, Jiang Xia raised his hand at a speed that he could not see clearly. The crossbow arrow with a fierce speed was like a piece of flying cotton wool, and he just caught it in his hand casually.
Under the shocked gaze of the two people behind him, Jiang Xia lowered his head and looked at the weapon.
Then he looked in the direction it came from and said calmly, "There's no one over there... It looks like this is a trigger mechanism that was set up in advance. So it seems that the person who left the letter is in big trouble."
Conan, who was already reviewing the method of stopping bleeding: "..."
Although he didn't know why, he always forgot that "Jiang Xia is actually very good at fighting." But this time... if he saw it right, the arrow was shot from behind Jiang Xia.
...Can you catch this?
Conan looked at Jiang Xia who was unharmed, and then looked at the arrow in his hand. Besides admiration, he also felt a little envious.
If he had this skill back then, he might not have been hit by Gin's club near the amusement park, nor would he have been shrunk like he is now.
Conan: "..." Why didn't he learn some fighting skills from these childhood friends before?
I regret it now, very much.
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"What's going on?!"
The noise of the crossbow firing and the exclamations of Conan and Sawaki Kohei quickly attracted other people.
Inspector Megure saw the arrow in Jiang Xia's hand and was suddenly shocked: "This is the same arrow that the attacker shot into my stomach before! I heard that Dr. Agasa was also attacked by it."
Jiang Xia handed the metal arrow to Inspector Megure and walked to the end of the corridor.
He looked at the crossbow hidden inside and the "Eight of Spades" placed next to the crossbow, thinking: "It should be the same attacker."
The police and detectives were discussing the attack in a low voice. Sawaki Kouhei stood nearby with a grim look on his face.
Inspector Megure saw his look and patted him comfortingly: "It seems that this is a trap for you. Fortunately, you are lucky to be walking with Jiang Xia."
Shishido Nagaaki looked at Jiang Xia in surprise: "I didn't expect you to be so powerful. I read those reports about you and thought you were a pure brain detective who couldn't fight."
"I really don't know how to fight." Jiang Xia said seriously, "I just got lucky. I just grabbed it casually and I didn't expect to catch it by chance."
...He didn't want to expose this.
——The cases that Jiangxia gets involved in are often sudden and there are rarely any media present beforehand.
Ever since the police discovered that the criminals they took over from Jiang Xia had more or less lost their human form, some policemen rarely let reporters into the scene at the first opportunity out of consideration for protecting minors and the reputation of detectives.
The result of this is that very few media outlets know that Jiang Xia likes to criticize people and is good at it.
I heard that there was a tabloid that got the inside information from somewhere and tried to criticize this behavior of abusing prisoners and lacking humanistic care.
However, after the report was released, it failed to arouse the society's thinking on detective ethics as expected. Instead, only protest letters and cancellation notices came in like snowflakes.
The innocent tabloid was accused of making up stories, using loose wording, and deliberately distorting and misleading the truth - how could a high school detective who hated evil beat someone up for no reason?
Even if he did fight, it must have been because the criminal was too brutal and Jiang Xia had no choice but to resort to self-defense.
What else can I do? Am I just going to be beaten by the criminals?
…
Therefore, afterwards, few reporters mentioned these things again, and when writing about Jiangxia, they only focused on reconstructing those cases with fancy methods.
In the final analysis, the audience of the world's detective newspapers cares more about the quality of the case. As long as the method is novel enough and the narrative is eye-catching enough, it doesn't really matter whether the detective who solves the case is a ruthless whack-a-mole machine or a good person who is used to having long conversations with the criminals.
Fortunately, it was like this. Jiang Xia thought to himself: Otherwise, if the criminals saw him, they would turn around and run away. How could he stay at the scene and happily gather murderous aura?
(End of this chapter)
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