A thick stack of e-books popped out of the bag and were neatly arranged on the screen.
Shiraishi took a closer look and saw that the titles of the books were "Principles and Structure of Small Arms", "Structure Design of Artillery", and "A Brief Analysis of Ammunition Engineering".
Just click on a book and what appears on the screen is not text, but the corresponding dynamic video and explanation.
Shiraishi looked at the dismantled and assembled guns inside: "Will there be any missions related to shootings and explosions recently?"
Q's assistant didn't answer him. She folded the furoshiki, carefully put it back into her pocket, took out a small handkerchief, waved it to Shiraishi like a parent sending her child to school, and quickly slipped away.
Shiraishi's attention was focused on the tutorial. He didn't have time to hold her down, so he could only retract his hand and figure out his intention.
However, no matter what cases he would encounter in the future, it would not be a loss if he studied. Moreover, he was already interested in these things. He bought several stacks of similar books when he was in junior high school. Unfortunately, he became busy with studies later and had other hobbies.
I can't care anymore.
Such a long list of e-books finally made Shiraishi no longer bored. After reading two or three books, he even felt itchy and wanted to find a place to practice.
Unfortunately, there is no shooting club nearby, let alone a bomb club. There are only a few hunting resorts, and the consumption threshold is extremely high. I'm afraid there will be no chance to go there until the wallet becomes fat again.
After taking on a few small tasks such as "straightening the billboard" and "moving the rocks around the corner", Shiraishi returned home and found a child standing at the door of the cafe, leaning against the glass and looking into the store.
...What was supposed to come has come. No wonder there are suddenly more tasks today.
Conan looked full of doubts, but he was alert and determined not to say anything at the door. Shiraishi could only open the door of the coffee shop and let people in.
Sure enough, as soon as the door was closed, Conan started: "Can you tell me where you got the antidote to that poison?"
This question is closely related to the black organization. Shiraishi may change the topic, fall asleep suddenly, or refuse to answer.
But what Conan didn't expect was that none of these three things happened - Shiraishi just frowned slightly, looking very confused: "Antide?"
"..." I prepared a series of interlocking questions, but I got stuck on the first one.
Conan silently observed Shiraishi for a while, unable to tell whether he really didn't know or was just pretending to be stupid.
I was about to ask further questions to find out what he was thinking, when suddenly a hand was placed on his shoulder.
Bai Shi looked serious and squatted down: "Tell me in detail what happened before?"
Conan had just slept for two or three days, and his mind was in a state of confusion.
As soon as the other party became serious, he subconsciously tensed up and went over the situation from the beginning.
Shiraishi listened to what he had experienced personally, nodded at the right time, and occasionally showed a surprised expression.
When he heard Conan say that the capsule given by Black Cat could temporarily turn him back into an adult, Shiraishi's face darkened: "He didn't even mention such important information to me once."
His realistic reaction finally convinced Conan that the two people... did not have completely the same information?
Ah, let's talk about it, in the last incident related to the male star, Black Cat also used some method to create the illusion that Kimura Tatsuya was "dead". At the time of the incident, Shiraishi was also kept in the dark.
After thinking about the taciturn man who knocked him unconscious and stuffed him into a cubicle because he was blocking the way, Conan suddenly felt that the black cat might indeed do such an unloyalty thing to save trouble.
Look at Shiraishi who seems a little angry - this look is very rare on his face. However, it is inevitable if his friends conceal information.
After figuring out the cause and effect, Conan suddenly felt that he was sowing discord. Obviously these two people had helped him several times... This really shouldn't be done, shouldn't be done.
So he comforted Bai Shi with a little guilt:
"Maybe it wasn't long after it was made, and he wasn't sure about the efficacy yet, so he wanted to wait until it was stable before telling you - originally he said it would last for fifteen minutes, but within ten minutes, I turned into a child again."
Shiraishi was startled. He even helped to patch the patch that didn't match the duration. Conan is really easy to use.
He was very pleased, but his expression remained unchanged. He nodded solemnly: "After I get the news, I will tell you as soon as possible...Similarly, if you get relevant information, remember to contact me."
This will definitely make it a lot easier when you do the daily task of "rescuing Conan from Death" in the future.
"Okay. And..."
Judging from the fact that Black Cat knew something about the poison and even came up with the antidote, even if he was not a member of the organization, he must have had contact with them.
That's not necessarily true for Shiraishi. His understanding of the black organization may only be that "those people have medicine that can make people smaller."
"You must remember that those men in black are very dangerous. If you notice anything unusual, don't go deep alone." As he said that, Conan lowered his head, looked at his little hands, and gave a wry smile like someone who has experienced it before, "I am a sad opposite.
example."
You've positioned yourself quite accurately...
Baishi responded: "Don't worry, I'm measured."
Conan originally wanted to remind Shiraishi to be careful of the black cat, but after thinking about it carefully, the probability that the black cat is a member of the organization is not high.
These two people may have known "Conan = Kudo Shinichi" for a long time. Even if they were still 100% unsure, the black cat had heard that he left those "last words" at the diplomat's house a few days ago.
It will definitely be able to lock his true identity.
Gin had given him the mysterious drug before to silence him. The reason he survived as a child was because the drug had some side effects that the black organization had not yet grasped.
If Black Cat is really a member of the organization, then it is definitely more cost-effective to capture him as a special case in the laboratory and then kidnap and threaten people close to him than to observe from a distance and only occasionally come to steal some blood.
So Black Cat probably just happened to get that medicine and asked someone to study it.
Yes, Conan feels that even if there is an antidote, the producer must not be Shiraishi or Black Cat.
A person's time is limited, and the areas he is good at are also limited. Moreover, there is no pharmaceutical equipment here in Shiraishi, and he often stays at home, so it is unlikely that he will have time to research drugs.
As for the black cat...
He doesn't even know how to use a syringe, and he has to use a pen to draw blood, let alone be related to this field.
——That's right, although he couldn't see the process, the horrifying touch and the shape of the wound afterward still made Conan guess what happened to his hand.
After thinking about this, Conan finally swallowed the reminder.
Shiraishi does look much calmer than he did then, and he should be as measured as he said.
…
Shiraishi didn't say a few words throughout the whole process, just waiting for Conan to figure it out. It was really easy to communicate with smart people.
Conan drank two glasses of water before finally saying everything he wanted to say and waving his hands to leave with satisfaction.
After he went upstairs, not long after, Hongye came back.
This time, she seemed to be in a good mood, with a slight smile on her lips:
"With the help of Miss Q, I found a high-paying job and have received the first payment. I will return the capital to you first. If you need money urgently in the future, just tell me and I will do it.
Budget."
"Okay." Shiraishi nodded, and was a little surprised at the same time - the Q version assistant was actually named Q... Couldn't the full name be QAQ, or qwq, q-q?
A series of emoticons flashed through his mind. Shiraishi pressed his temples, shook off the messy associations, and looked down at Hongye's computer screen.
Then I was shocked by the string of 0s behind the deposit.
"...Does your new job mean 'robbing a bank'?"
Hongye, who had a criminal record, shook his head this time:
"The new owner happens to be researching drugs, which is my area of expertise. And their senior management is a little dissatisfied with the current person in charge of drug development. It seems that her relatives have made some mistakes. So they are in urgent need of talents in this field, Miss Q.
It was easy to help us forge appropriate identities, so that I could..."
"Wait a minute." The more Shiraishi listened, the more wrong he became, "The new owner you're talking about... shouldn't all the employees be code-named after alcohol, right?"