Conan’s World Stand-in: Chapter 35 This is my escape route!

The stick figure on the note only drew one thing, which was a hand-held palette that seemed to have hands and feet, and the surface was covered with various condensed and aged pigments.

And this palette, at this time, was floating behind Seba.

"Do you think the language trap you set is very subtle? You want to mislead me and make me think that you don't have all my abilities, so that I can only choose the only toothpaste painting in this bathroom, drawn by you. Escape. However, you have already ambushed someone in the painting corresponding to it, so just wait for me to shuttle there, right!"

The speed of Sewa's speech was astonishingly fast, and it seemed to secrete a huge amount of adrenaline. This guy looked very excited now. And Guan Dounan didn't do anything, but let Xiao Hei stop his flickering steps and looked at Se Yu silently.

"You are indeed very powerful, you know so many things... But what you will never know is the fact that even I myself only know it, but I have never used it, and I have even been misled by me!"

"Although the paintings I bought were all large-format paintings, and I didn't use them even when I killed Yamazaki today, in fact, only I know that my abilities are not limited by the size of the paintings!"

The palette, which should be Seyu's stand-in, moved on its own. The old paint on it seemed to be attracted by something, and turned into a bit of sticky water, covering Guan Dou like silk from a sweet potato. In the painting Nan painted, immediately after that, the substitute messenger Se Yu himself seemed to have melted and was involved in the water flow of paint. In a palm-sized painting.

"I didn't expect that this picture you drew yourself has become your biggest negligence. This is my escape route!"

Se Yu's voice fell, and there was no trace of him and his stand-in in the bathroom. Only the note stuck to the glass vibrated slightly, indicating what had just happened here.

"…"

"This is your escape route? The last person who said this has been raised to the point of being scum."

Guan Dounan complained in a low voice, withdrew Xiao Hei who was about to rush out, took two steps forward, stretched out his hand, took off the note, and placed the side with the picture up, as if waiting for something.

The next second, he violently grabbed the old and fat hand that was sticking out from the painting, turned back, and rudely pulled his hand back, directly controlling the owner of the hand.

"It hurts. Please, let me out, let go... wheeze, wheeze...let go, please let me go...I'm going to die if I go on like this...please..."

Seba's voice came out intermittently from the end of her arm, which was inside the painting. In the eyes of others, the picture at this time is that an arm that is considered "thick" according to ordinary people's standards just emerges out of thin air from a thin, small piece of paper. It was sweat, and the muscles kept shaking, but the piece of paper in Guan Dounan's other hand was not torn, but stretched into a long strip like a rubber band, and the end of the arm also changed accordingly. His shape is really weird.

"You guessed a lot right, including that I actually set a language trap on purpose to make you think that I didn't have all the information and wanted you to escape from that toothpaste painting." Guan Dounan raised his eyebrows and pushed the Pulling his hand out, Seyu's head came out of the gap between the note and his arm in an animated way, just short of a "Boom".

At this time, Seyu no longer had the arrogant look he had before, his face was extremely bad, he was sweating profusely, and he was panting all the time, as if he had run for three kilometers at a high temperature of 35°C.

"It also includes that I did ambushed someone there. Although your underground storage room is locked and the key is carried with you, sometimes you don't need a key to unlock the lock, and you don't need so many procedures." Guan Dounan seemed to He remembered something, and suddenly laughed, "There is a saying that blackening is three times stronger, sometimes it's hard not to let people think that if that guy went down the road of crime that day, who else could stop him? …”

“Although your ability will consume some physical strength due to the difference between the two paintings as the entrance and exit, it will not be limited by the size of the painting. As a well-known art collector, the paintings you collect even if is a fake, and the degree of 'difference' is small enough to be ignored."

"Anyway, you have already guessed my calculations, and you seem to have left your hand perfectly. I have to admit that if it was a normal confrontation, you would have won, using your cheating-like ability to get from me The trap that was set escaped."

"But, I'm sorry, as long as it's not until the last minute, no one can say who the final winner will be... Oh, this sounds a bit like, I hope it won't be triggered..."

"In order to hide the limitation of your ability, you have never used the ability to go beyond the size of the frame. In this way, no one will really know that you can still get out of such a small piece of paper." Guan Dounan added It was a violent tug that pulled Se Yu's entire body out of the paper like a gummy candy. After Seyu was pulled out of the painting, he fell directly to the ground, panting violently, the light purple suit he was wearing was soaked with sweat, and the muscles of his hands and feet were involuntarily twitching.

"So, you imitated this note and drew another picture temporarily as an 'exit'." Guan Dounan took the roll of paper from the side with some disgust and wiped his hands, "Although in your estimation, This drawing of mine is very similar to the piece of paper that you gave to Shibata Mika, and even if she has walked a certain distance, you can bear this level of physical exertion."

"However, you don't seem to have thought about it, what if the picture on that piece of paper is beyond recognition? To what extent will your physical strength be consumed? Judging from your current state, it seems that the effect is outstanding."

"The pursuit of 'similarity' is too much. Once you have experienced unrecognizable and poor skills of imitation, this kind of pain will probably be reflected in physical exertion."

"You... Who the **** are you?! Why do you know..."

"Edogawa Conan, he's a detective... just kidding." Guan Dounan thought for a while, "You can pretend it is, I secretly read the script."

"Spelling the names of Edogawa Ranpo and Conan Doyle bluntly, Guan-senpai, your ability to name names is really not very good." Kudo Shinichi's voice sounded from the corridor, and seeing lying on the ground seemed like an experience The unspeakable tortured Seba first stood there for a while, then closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and adjusted his mind before opening his eyes.

"This is the result of his excessive physical exertion using his abilities."

Guan Dounan vaguely felt that he should explain, although he himself did not know why.

"Let's not talk about the problem of the name... You didn't shout 'I don't believe it, I don't believe it' while frantically trying to prove that this was faked, and finally caused your worldview to collapse."

"Excluding all the impossible possibilities, no matter how incredible the final conclusion is, it must be the truth. If I don't believe in the existence of superpowers, I will become a stubborn and stubborn person who even looks down on me. An idiot with short-sighted opinions, or a skeptic who doubts everything and doesn't believe everything." Kudo Shinichi sighed, "It's like when I was dealing with a case, I saw a certain phenomenon, but I solved it through some clues. It, its essence is actually an illusion made by someone using a certain technique. But if I continue to doubt at this time, I wonder if the clues I saw were deliberately arranged for me to see, and I suspect that the prisoner was also Arranged to commit such crimes..."

"I can suspect that the information you provided to me is false, and I can suspect that the sight of a hand emerging from a piece of paper in my hand is actually a trick, and I can suspect that I have seen Everything is a hallucination caused by some kind of electrode stimulation of the brain, and I even wonder if my current thoughts are indoctrinated and manipulated by people..."

"Last year, when I went to the United States, I followed my father to visit a screenwriter. The screenwriter was adapting a script about a man who stumbled across the first half of his life as an extra cast. A super-large reality show... Do the math, this movie will be released in about a year." Kudo Shinichi raised his head, his blurred eyes returned to firmness, "But this is unlimited. There is no use in doubting, it is not helpful to solve the problem, I think I am more pragmatic... Well, at least at this level. So, my worldview has completed its self-repair, and it is not completely collapsed. "

"Then look at how good your mental state is now."

"Well...how to put it, although it is really shocking to see the existence of superpowers in the world, and the superpowers that cannot be explained under the existing conditions. But thinking about it carefully, I found that this is also a very interesting thing. Kudo Shinichi thought for a while and said, "As a detective, when reasoning, I often have some hidden unease in my heart, worrying that I have missed something and missed another possibility. Therefore, I am eliminating all kinds of impossible possibilities. , when you finally hit the bullseye, the sense of accomplishment is unparalleled."

"Since there are superpowers in the world, how many cases will there be superpowers in them? How many more possibilities will it increase? The puzzles have become more complicated and more interesting... This really makes me, can't help but go now There might be things I didn't notice about the cases I've handled before."

"...You are really a freak, but you have super powers, can your reasoning still work?" It seems that Kudo Shinichi is the kind of guy who likes to accept new challenges. More excited, but does reasoning still work in this case? Guan Dounan couldn't help but ask.

"It seems like half an hour ago, you just asked me for advice?" Kudo Shinichi looked at Guan Dounan with a smile, "My reasoning is deductive, which is simply a process of hypothesis-deduction-testing, and now only It’s just to change a set of premise, consider more possibilities, and use more hypotheses to verify.”