RNP Chapter 773 Qilin Horn
Chapter 773 Qilin Horn
Chapter 773 Qilin Horn
"He's Kidd! Catch him!"
At Suzuki Jirokichi's command, a group of mobile team police officers who had been following Nakamori Ginzo for many years and were somewhat nervous about Kaito Kid rushed over reflexively and followed the direction of Suzuki Jirokichi's finger to catch Martin.
How could Martin bear such an injustice? I just learned how to capture... I can't capture. The tranquilizer gun and the leg-strengthening shoes can be used, but not to this extent.
A police officer lifted up Martin by the collar with one hand.
But after the man was caught, everyone calmed down. The police officer holding the crumbs asked hesitantly, "Um, Consultant Suzuki, didn't you say that Kaito Kidd couldn't disguise himself as a child?"
The child held in his hand is about the same height as Conan. If he stands on Conan's shoulders, the two children stacked together should be about the same height as Kaito Kid.
"That's right." Suzuki Jirokichi patted the back of his head, with a look of 'hearty shame' on his face: "I am indeed getting old. Seeing the speed at which this boy changed his disguise, the only thing in my mind was 'only Kaito Kidd has this ability in the world'."
"That's just because you're shortsighted." The scum Martin, who was still being carried, was still complaining: "There are at least seven or eight Phantom Thieves in the world who can hold down Kidd with a hammer, and there are twice as many who can disguise themselves. You, old Deng, are just chasing the youngest one and haven't caught him yet."
"Hey, I'm sure I can strangle him this time!" Suzuki Jirokichi didn't think that Martin had offended him, but he looked at Martin with a look of high spirits: "From what you said, do you think you are much more powerful than Kaito Kidd?"
"That kid Kidd starts shaking with fear when he hears my name." Martin said arrogantly.
However, he was still being carried by the police.
Conan: So you have an idea of what's going on.
The police officer holding Martin reacted and quickly let go of the child. As soon as Martin fell to the ground, the three little ones surrounded him and asked him how he had disguised himself. Even little Martin looked at him curiously.
Martin had been wanting to show off this skill since the morning. He pulled the waterproof cloth again, disappeared and reappeared several times, and each time he had a new look. Martin Holmes, Martin the Dragon, Martin the Superman, Martin the Primitive, Martin the Alien... But no matter how he changed, the scratches and teeth marks on his face did not disappear.
Martin himself just confirmed that skin switching cannot trigger status refresh.
Little Martin, with his eyes wide open, gradually realized: All the changes he had made were the changes I had made!
"You really seem to be more powerful than Kaito Kidd." Suzuki Jirokichi's compliment was malicious: "If we can't catch Kaito Kidd, will we be more famous if we catch you?"
"Yes, absolutely." Martin, who had changed back into the uniform of the detective team, nodded heavily. "Seventy-year-old Deng couldn't catch Kaito Kidd, so he took it out on a seven-year-old Deng. It would definitely make the headlines, and my photo is bigger than yours."
Suzuki Jirokichi's face darkened.
As the cousin of the current head of the Suzuki Group and the consultant of the Suzuki Group, Jiro Suzuki has endless money. Naturally, he has gotten rid of the pursuit of money and started to pursue some spiritual satisfaction, such as the American Sailing Championship, the Rainforest Car Rally Championship, the Hamburger Fast Food Competition Championship, the European Open Golf Championship, the world record for gliding around the world, the oldest person to climb Mount Everest, the world record for free diving... and making headlines.
The beginning of his feud with Kaito Kidd was because the news about Kaito Kidd stole his headlines.
After that, his first confrontation with Kaito Kid was again overshadowed by Conan.
"Ahem." Suzuki Jirokichi put down the crumbs and turned to the old temple that Mitsuhiko described as "crumbling" and said, "Come in and see the iron cage I prepared for Kidd."
It seemed to be a precursor to a typhoon. The mountain wind was getting stronger and stronger. Martin suddenly raised his head and looked around. There was a dilapidated temple and a circle of temporary construction sheds. The iron sheets of the container houses were shaking in the strong wind, making dull creaking sounds.
"Great Detective, do you feel something is wrong?" Martin sensed a sense of disharmony, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
Conan didn't notice it at first, but after hearing what Martin said, he looked around and quickly realized the problem. He smiled confidently, lowered his head, and his glasses began to reflect light.
Martin also began to reflect the light in his eyes.
"What do you understand?" Mitsuhiko asked curiously.
"I don't know." Martin pointed at Conan and said, "See, he's starting to reflect light, so I'm starting to reflect light too."
Conan failed in a second and looked at Martin with his crescent eyes: Your glasses reflect light more times today than mine do in a week.
After all, he doesn't need to reflect on every case.
Martin made a face: I may not have to wear glasses next time for this book, so of course I can enjoy reading it all at once.
The cold wind blew, and Martin suddenly shivered. He felt his legs tremble, and a surge of desire rushed straight to his head: "Excuse me...is there a toilet here?"
"The toilet is a bit far away." Suzuki Jirokichi stopped and pointed in the direction: "Go around the back of the temple and walk about 200 to 300 meters. That's the toilet in the living area."
Teacher Xiaolin was afraid that little Martin might get lost, so he took the initiative to say, "Teacher, go and look for him with you."
Teacher Kobayashi and little Martin fell out of the group, and little Martin and several other children followed Suzuki Jirokichi into the ancient temple.
The wooden floor that had been oxidized to black exuded a damp and decayed smell, and creaked as people walked in. The square temple had only one square room, which was empty. There was a large pillar in the center, and four bedside table-sized tables at the four corners, which were also empty.
However, there was a fully armed police officer on each side of each platform, and a total of eight police officers guarding the four corners of the room.
It looked like a relic that had been robbed a hundred years ago. Apart from the police, there was nothing else there.
Martin's attention was not on his surroundings, but on his feet. He deliberately exerted force on his feet, causing the floor to creak. In order to prevent moisture, this kind of Japanese temple or shrine uses a wooden frame between the building and the land, so the floor is empty and suspended at a height of about half a meter.
Martin finally understood where the previous sense of disharmony came from. When the wind was so strong that even the iron container shed was banging, this shaky and decayed ancient temple, an ideal place to encounter ghosts in the mountains, did not have its doors and windows blown open or fall to this and that, and it did not even make a creaking sound. It was as still as a mountain.
It seems that Suzuki Jirokichi did not "protect" the ancient temple at all, but directly demolished it to pieces, built a house with high-strength steel structure, and then pasted the wall wooden boards of the ancient temple on the surface, pretending that it was still the crumbling ancient temple to paralyze Kaito Kid.
Martin stomped his feet hard again, but the ground seemed to have not been modified and the floor still seemed not very solid.
The young detectives nearby did not notice the strangeness of this ancient temple. They just saw that the room was empty and there was nothing in it. They couldn't help but ask curiously, "Where is the Qilin Horn?"
Then, regardless of Suzuki Jirokichi's answer, they ran to the nearest corner to study the platform.
After all, there are two police officers guarding it, so the platform must be very complicated.
The tables at the four corners are of different colors: black, white, green, and red.
Huihara Ai: "This material should be copper." Mitsuhiko and Genta stood on tiptoe and could see the top of the platform: "The color has faded, and it's uneven." "It seems that there was a statue there before, but it has been removed now."
Ayumi's perspective was lower, and she saw a round hole on the front of the table: "There's something like a keyhole here."
And it was a very old-fashioned keyhole, only slightly smaller than a finger.
"Really?" After seeing the keyhole, Yuantai tried to put his carrot finger in without any clue.
The two police officers on the left and right had been watching their actions. When they saw Yuan Tai reaching out, one of the police officers hurriedly shouted, "Don't move!"
But it was too late. Yuantai had already put his finger on it. Although he couldn't get in, he did touch it. Then he first felt a numbness in his fingertips, followed by a sharp pain as if he was bitten by something.
He pulled his finger back suddenly. Of course, his finger was intact, but there was still a burning pain at the fingertips.
"This is an electric shock." Haibara Ai could tell what was wrong with Genta at a glance. It seemed that these platforms were electrified as a means of protection.
"Hey, hey, hey." Nakamori Ginzo walked in from outside. He heard the sound of Genta getting an electric shock outside. After coming in, he complained to Suzuki Jirokichi: "There is a weak current passing through the base. You have to explain this to the little ghosts clearly."
Suzuki Jirokichi had an 'I did it on purpose' expression on his face: "Children won't remember unless they suffer a little."
Martin complained: "Kid must have worn gloves when he committed the crime. This device is used to shock us."
Nakamori Ginzo followed the complaint and looked over: "Oh? There's a new face?"
Conan looked dead in the eyes: "So where is the Kirin horn?"
Martin looked at the four corners of the platform, and then at the large pillar in the center of the room. The room was large enough for four tatami mats, so it didn't even need a central pillar to be stable...
"Let me show you now." Suzuki Jirokichi obviously wanted to show off. He took out four old keys like a magician. Not only were their sizes consistent with the keyholes on the table, but their colors were also black, white, blue and green. "Officer Nakamori, can you lend me the hands of one of your men?"
"Of course you can." Nakamori Ginzo obviously knew what was going on: "Remember to cut off the power first."
Suzuki Jirokichi picked up a walkie-talkie and communicated with the outside world to cut off the power.
Then the keys were distributed to four police officers respectively. The police officers holding the keys walked to the tables of corresponding colors and prepared to insert the keys.
"This key style is too old. You can use wire to break it into a similar shape just by looking at it." Martin complained. It was obviously an old craft from a hundred years ago. The difficulty of picking the lock was much lower than the locks installed by Haibara Ai in the basement.
Conan glanced at him: Do you really want to be caught by that old man as a little thief?
Suddenly there was a buzzing sound, which stopped for a few seconds and then started again, four times in total.
After it rang four times, Inspector Nakamori gave the order: "Three, two, one, insert."
Four officers simultaneously inserted the key and turned it.
I saw the large pillar in the center of the room break in the middle, and the upper part slowly moved upwards.
The pillar is hollow. As the upper part rises, a golden bronze statue with a deer body, an ox tail, a horseshoe dragon head, and a single horn on its head is revealed. The orange, crystal clear forked horn is the gemstone 'Qilin Horn'.
"Unicorn..." Martin tilted his head: "Rhinoceros?"
However, as a fantasy creature, the Qilin is not as well-known as the dragon and the phoenix, and it does come in all kinds of shapes.
The police officers reset the key and the lock, closed the pillars, and the unicorn horn was hidden again.
"If Kaito Kidd wants to steal the Kirin horn, he must first snatch the key from me, and then insert the key into the lock and turn the key at the same time. He must split himself into four parts." Suzuki Jirokichi has already taken back the key: "It's foolproof, we will definitely catch Kaito Kidd this time!"
"Is this a mechanism designed by Sanshui Kichiemon?" Conan squatted on the back of the pillar at some point, pointed at a passage engraved on the ground close to the pillar and asked: {Those who do not follow the right path and want to get involved in Qilin must follow the flow of the times and sacrifice themselves. Sanshui Kichiemon}
"What does this mean?" The children looked at Suzuki Jirokichi in confusion.
"I don't know either." Suzuki Jirokichi didn't care: "Anyway, these four keys are in my hands, they will never be stolen."
Martin took out a piece of wire from somewhere and said, "How about you restore the power supply later and I'll try to pry it open first?"
"Return the electricity quickly!" Suzuki Jirokichi shouted into the intercom.
"You are trying to get your hands on Kirin by not following the right path..." Huiyuan Ai walked over and looked at the message on the pillar: "It is indeed a bit worrying. This sentence refers to a method to open the mechanism without a key, right?"
Suzuki Jirokichi: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
At this time, the three-person TV station team also came in. All the live broadcast equipment was ready and the live broadcast was about to begin in a few minutes.
"Okay, close the door..." Nakamori Ginzo was preparing to close the door of the ancient temple and lock it inside and outside to prevent Kaito Kid from entering or leaving.
"Wait a minute..." Kobayashi Sumiko and Little Martin came back.
"Huh?" Seeing the detective uniform on little Martin from afar, Nakamori Ginzo knew that he was also a member of the Junior Detective Team. However, he was confused as to why there were two more people in the Junior Detective Team at once, and the number of clothes didn't match...
"Sir, please don't come in. It might be Kaito Kid in disguise." Ginzo Nakamori stopped Teacher Kobayashi from entering the ancient temple, then looked at little Martin and prepared to invite him in.
However, after seeing Martin's appearance, Nakamori Ginzo was stunned: This face looks familiar? Isn't this the kid who was so talkative just now? When did he leave?
No, that kid who talks a lot has a lot of scratches and a tooth mark on his face, but the one in front of me has a clean face with nothing on it. They are clearly not the same person...
"Kaito Kidd!" Nakamori Ginzo pointed at Little Martin without hesitation and shouted, while giving orders to the surrounding police officers: "Catch him!"
Little Martin: ???
(End of this chapter)