Volume 1 Beginning Chapter 58 Nan Ling's Reasoning Class Begins
Sure enough, as soon as Nan Ling got to the first carriage on the second floor, he saw Conan standing in the middle of the corridor.
By the way, doesn't anyone find it annoying to have a child here?
Hmm... there are 4 people with black briefcases...
Weird, isn't this the classic three-choice thing ?
Nan Ling glanced at the four people casually.
An office worker man, an office worker woman, an old man who was holding on to a black box and a guy who looked a bit like a gangster.
Okay, three men and one woman, the answer is already there.
Nan Ling whistled in his heart.
In his impression, the criminal this time was a woman, so it must be that female office worker.
There is no suspense at all... It seems that there will be nothing fun this time, so it’s better to watch Conan’s performance later.
However, bomb disposal or explosion prevention scenes are usually designed to succeed at the last second. So if Conan didn't get any important clues because of his intervention...
Isn't that the end?
After all, I'm also in this car, so I might as well help Conan .
"Conan-kun." Nan Ling greeted the little detective, squatted down and patted his shoulder, "Why are you always running around? Okay, I'll take you back. Don't let Miss Lan worry."
Conan was immersed in his own reasoning, but before he could come up with a result, he was dragged away.
It’s Nan Ling.
Oh, my luck is so bad that I was found so quickly.
"Ah! Wait, Brother Nan! I have something very important to tell you."
Conan just tried to find the conductor, but what a child said was not convincing.
But Nan Ling...if it was Nan Ling, he might believe it. Conan felt that Nan Ling's attitude towards him was different from that of other people.
Although the tone is the same as treating a child, it unexpectedly makes people feel empathy. This kind of person may be very talented as a psychologist.
"Okay, what's the matter?" Nan Ling smiled gently.
Ah, I always feel that this kind of smile is really super-inappropriate to appear on my face.
I feel my face become stiff.
"I just overheard that someone has planted a bomb on this train! It's in a black briefcase in this carriage, and it will be detonated by a passenger himself at 3:10!"
Conan said in his most serious tone.
You know what, it really looks like the real deal.
"A bomb..." Nan Ling stroked his chin and thought for a moment, "How long is it until 3:10 now?"
"There are still eleven minutes! We have to act quickly, otherwise we will run out of time!" Conan said anxiously when he saw that Nan Ling seemed to believe it.
"Okay, let's go find out where the bomb is." Nan Ling snapped his fingers briskly, like a doting brother, "Let the reasoning game begin."
Conan sighed.
He still doesn't believe this is real... Maybe he thinks this is just a game he imagined .
However, as long as Nan Ling is willing to accompany him to play this "game", he can find out where the bomb is!
Now I don't have the time to refute whether this is true or not. With Nan Ling, an adult, following me, my words will have a little more value.
Damn, this body is such a burden!
Conan was dragged by Nan Ling to visit several suspects.
First, there was the guy who looked like a gangster.
"Excuse me." Nan Ling smiled and patted the burly man wearing sunglasses and a gold chain. "Excuse me, is there a bomb in your suitcase?"
Conan: “!”
Wow! So direct!
Conan was startled by Nan Ling's direct question.
"No, Brother Nan, they don't know there is a bomb in the suitcase." Conan tugged at the corner of Nan Ling's clothes.
"Ah, so that's the setting?" Nan Ling smiled at Conan, and whispered to the passenger, "I'm sorry, my child insisted on playing the bomb-finding game. I'm sorry to bother you."
Conan sighed.
He knew it. Nan Ling really didn't take it seriously.
But my goal has been achieved at least.
"Go away, don't disturb me reading the newspaper." The man said rather rudely.
Nan Ling smiled and walked towards the next person.
The suspect was an old man who held the black suitcase tightly in his hands, as if there was something very important inside.
"That bomb will explode if it is hit hard, so this person is very suspicious." A white light flashed across Conan's lenses.
"I think we can just pass this person over." Nan Ling said with his head down.
"Why?"
"Good question!" Nan Ling immediately became interested. He squatted down to face Conan and spoke mysteriously, "Today I will teach you a reasoning technique -"
"——The one who looks the most suspicious is definitely not the murderer!"
Conan: “……?”
Is there something wrong with this person?
Is it me or you who has the problem?
Nan Ling looked at Conan's speechless expression and shook his head.
This kid is still too young. Conan has been serialized for so many years. Which case does not follow this rule? This is the golden rule.
"Think about it, if the most suspicious person in a detective novel is always the criminal, then what suspense is there in the novel?" Nan Ling coaxed, "Do you think what I said makes sense?"
"Indeed... No! How can the plot of a novel be applied to real life?" Conan wiped his sweat.
Just now I actually felt that this does make some sense... No, no, as a detective I can't be superstitious!
"Anyway, I think we can check on the others first." Nan Ling looked around, "There are still two people left... That man doesn't look good at all, so..."
"So...?" Conan asked subconsciously.
"So he is definitely not the one with the bomb." Nan Ling said firmly.
Conan: “???”
He felt that his brain was not enough.
Your logic of reasoning is so confusing!
No, do you have any logic at all?
"The second reasoning technique." Nan Ling smiled maliciously, "Those who appear to be bad guys are either innocent or victims."
Once again, Conan felt that he could not understand Nan Ling's train of thought.
He was wrong.
Why did he think that this person with strange logic had the talent to be a detective?
Conan stared at Nan Ling with a dark face for a few seconds.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Nan Ling ruffled Conan's hair. "Now the only one left is that lady. I bet the bomb must be in her bag. What do you think? Do you believe it?"
Conan was almost confused by Nan Ling's unusual thinking.
"Xin Xin Xin, go and ask right away."
There are still about five minutes until the explosion. He should be very anxious now...
Why do I feel like I can't feel any urgency at all?
It must be because of Nan Ling, this adult who is not reliable at all !
