In the bamboo forest, Qin Zhihiro and Ishikawa Goemon stood holding bamboo swords.
Although it is a bamboo knife, it does not have a blade. Only the sharpened point on the bamboo tip has lethality. As long as you do not intentionally hurt the opponent, there is no need to wear armor.
"You attack here first."
Ishikawa Goemon stood there and spoke coldly.
His left arm is vertical, and he holds a knife in his arm. The bamboo knife is at his side, and the tip of the bamboo points downward to the ground.
This is the posture of a superior facing a subordinate, without even adopting a defensive posture.
Qin Zhibo observed that Ishikawa Goemon held the sword with his forearm, not the backhand way he was used to when slashing.
From this level, it also shows that Ishikawa Goemon will not use his true strength in this battle.
But on the contrary, Qin Zhibo must show 100% of his strength and leave nothing behind.
This not only lets Ishikawa Goemon know his own strength and can "teach students in accordance with their aptitude", but also allows Ishikawa Goemon to see his determination.
The eyes under the golden mask were filled with a fierce murderous aura. Qin Zhibo clenched the bamboo knife with both hands and drew a semicircle in front of him.
When the half circle reached the top, he kicked off his right foot and rushed towards Ishikawa Goemon.
Facing the man's offensive, Ishikawa Goemon stood still and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Just when the bamboo sword was about to chop off his head, Ishikawa Goemon suddenly took action and raised his hand to hold the bamboo sword across his head.
state!
A crisp collision sound was the collision between bamboo knives and bamboo knives, and it was also a head-on collision in terms of strength.
Ishikawa Goemon only used the strength of one arm to steadily receive the force exerted by Qin Zhibo's hands from top to bottom.
But the next moment, Qin Zhibo suddenly sheathed the knife, placed the blade on the side of his cheek, and used the explosive power of his waist and arms to stab Ishikawa Goemon's eye socket.
This thorn did not hold back at all, and its strength combined with the sharp bamboo tip was enough to penetrate a human skull!
Facing the rapidly approaching sharp point in his pupils, Ishikawa Goemon was a little shocked in his heart. At the same time, he drew a sword across his right arm to block Qin Zhibo's bamboo sword.
Qin Zhibo had also expected that this stab would not be successful, otherwise it would be a joke if a generation of supermodels died from a level 2 kendo novice like him.
But just when he was about to put away the sword and attack again, Ishikawa Goemon shook the bamboo sword with one arm, and actually took the bamboo sword in Qin Zhibo's hand and stirred it together, forming a spindle-shaped green storm.
Qin Zhibo held the bamboo sword in both hands, and he barely managed to hold it, but at a certain moment, Ishikawa Goemon's bamboo sword hit Qin Zhibo on the back of his hand while being stirred.
Qin Zhibo felt pain and subconsciously relaxed his strength. The bamboo knife in his hand was easily lifted several meters away and inserted diagonally into the ground.
Once the weapons are released, victory or defeat is determined.
Ishikawa Goemon put the bamboo sword back to his side and stood there and commented.
"As a novice who wants to learn swordsmanship, you are pretty good."
"I'm quite decisive in using my sword and changing my moves, and I know how to use all my strength. It's probably equivalent to two years and six months of practice for an ordinary person..."
"But this is not enough!"
Ishikawa Goemon suddenly shouted loudly, and the sound caused several bamboo leaves above his head to fall from the air.
The bamboo leaves rolled in the air like windmills. When they fell in front of Ishikawa Goemon's field of vision, he suddenly raised his hand and drew his sword.
The bamboo knife slashed twice in the air, and for a moment it emitted a cold light that could only be emitted by an iron weapon.
Looking at the bamboo leaves again, they have all been split into two halves and scattered on the soil.
This scene really shocked Qin Zhibo.
Obviously the blade of the bamboo knife is rounded, and the only edge is the sharpened bamboo tip...
Did he use a bamboo tip?
"That's right! It seems you already understand..."
Ishikawa Goemon was able to see through Qin Zhibo's eyes through the mask.
So he never asked Qin Zhibo to take off his mask, nor was he curious about the face under the mask, because being able to read a person's eyes was enough for a swordsman.
"I used the bamboo tip, which is the only lethal part of this bamboo knife."
"Knives are just like people, different positions have different effects, and the blade is the most lethal position on the blade."
As he spoke, Goue Ishikawa raised his left hand and pointed at the bamboo tip of the bamboo sword, indicating that this was the blade.
Then, he casually slashed to the right, and the cold light flashed past again.
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A nearby intact bamboo was cut in half and fell to the ground.
"Do you see clearly?"
"The blade is the most offensive position on the blade, and it also represents the longest attack distance that the swordsman can have."
"A powerful swordsman can use the farthest blade to attack, and at the same time use the short-range blade to defend his body..."
"This is why the bamboo knives you and I just mixed together, why can I touch you, but you can't touch me at all..."
Qin Zhibo couldn't help but sigh in his heart while listening to Ishikawa Goemon's meticulous explanation and personal demonstration.
‘6!’
Although Ishikawa Goemon is usually taciturn, whenever he talks about swords, he seems to open up a conversational box.
The key is that the understanding of swordsmanship he expounded is indeed not something that ordinary swordsmanship masters can teach.
Modern society is not the ancient society. Without the social environment of street fighting, kendo has gradually become a physical fitness sport.
The so-called swordsmanship master is an old man with a white beard who wears a good knife in his waist and performs cutting bamboo and straw mats on TV. This is considered a master-level strength.
Even in actual combat, all protective gear and bamboo swords are worn, and it is not a life-or-death fight.
And "One-Sword Man" like Ishikawa Goemon relies on this world view that if you fight in the street, it is not illegal as long as you run away.
Otherwise, where would I go to hear such clear ideas on knife skills?
Keep up with Uncle Shi’s rhythm!
"I understand, let's fight again..."
Qin Zhibo put down the bruised back of his hand, walked aside, and pulled out the bamboo knife on the ground.
…
At the same time, Conan in the apartment was anxiously looking for Qin Zhibo.
Originally, Qin Zhibo just said that he would go and come back, but he was gone for two hours without even a trace of him.
Could it be that he is discussing things with the Kudo Yusaku of this world?
Conan came to the rooftop, but there was no one on the rooftop.
He looked around at the empty rooftop and wondered again, could he have been kidnapped by Mi Go?
Thinking of this, Conan couldn't help but think of that scene.
Qin Zhibo was standing on the rooftop watching the wind when two winged monsters suddenly descended from the sky and snatched people away and ate them in broad daylight.
bu~
Conan shook his head from side to side, throwing away these unlucky thoughts.
Just when he turned around to go back to the apartment building to search again, "Fujiko Mine" was walking up from the dark attic holding a large frame of clothes.
Conan looked at the graceful "Fujiko Mine" and was stunned for a moment, then immediately remembered that this was not the unrestrained girl, but Mao Lilan!
No! Hurry and hide!
Conan wanted to find a place to hide, but when he looked around, he saw that there were no large objects on the rooftop. Where could he hide?
At this time, Mao Lilan also walked onto the rooftop and saw Conan standing there at a loss.
It's just that Conan wears a golden mask, and she only thinks of him as the "big-headed son" in "Big-Headed Son and Little-Headed Dad".
"Hey, that..." Mao Lilan thought for a moment, and then remembered the lame and similar name, "Ke Bei?"
Conan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that this name was given to him by Qin Zhibo in this world, which was even more random than the origin of the name "Conan".
"Ke Bei, are you taking a walk here?"
"If that's the case, I hope I didn't disturb you. I'm just here to dry the clothes. I'll leave immediately after drying the clothes..."
Mao Lilan, who likes children, did not approach directly this time, but moved sideways to the clothesline, keeping a certain distance from Conan.
She also did this because she learned from Fujiko Mine that the child seemed to have autism and was unwilling to communicate with others.
Conan: "..."
Sure enough, Xiaolan is an angel wherever she goes!
Conan just stood there, watching silently as Mao Lilan placed the clothes basket on the ground, pulled out a blue suit from it, wrung out the water with both hands, and then hung it on the clothesline.
Conan could recognize it. It was Kogoro Mori's suit, and inside it was the coat of the Zenigata Police Department and the blue jacket of "Conan".
As expected, Xiaolan is always so diligent and thrifty wherever she goes!
Conan was intoxicated with admiring the beautiful appearance of his "own" wife at work, and even mentally removed the head of "Fujiko Mine" and replaced it with the sweet look of Maori Ran.
But Mao Lilan over there is in trouble.
This apartment building only has a washing machine and no dryer, so you can only manually wring out the moisture from the clothes.
If it were Mourilan from the past, it would be no problem to wring out the clothes. Even Moori Kogoro's clothes could be squeezed with both hands without a drop of water dripping out.
However, after changing into Fujiko Mine's body, Mao Lilan felt that she was "incompetent" in many things.
For example, Mouri Kogoro's suit has been hand-wrung several times, hung on the clothesline, and is still dripping with water.
There was no way, Mao Lilan could only wring out Moori Kogoro's suit in different areas.
After a while, Conan also saw Mao Lilan's dilemma.
He hesitated for a moment, but decided to walk to Mao Lilan and stand still.
Mao Lilan, who was wringing out her clothes, was stunned for a moment and looked at Conan.
"Ke Bei...are you going to help me?"
Conan nodded, rolled up his sleeves, and stretched out his hands.
Seeing this, Mao Lilan put a smile on her face and handed one end of the clothes to Conan's hand.
"Okay, Ke Bei, you hold that side, and then I count down, and we both push in the opposite direction of each other..."
"Three, two, one!"
As the words fell, the two of them chose the opposite direction of each other in a tacit understanding, wringing out a lot of moisture from their clothes.
Even though it's still not as good as Mao Lilan's before, it's still much better than before.
“Great cooperation!”
"It seems we have a good understanding ~ Ke Bei!"
Although it was pointing at Fujiko Mine's face, the contagiousness of the smile made Conan stunned for a moment under the mask.
If I can't go back to my original world, there is Xiaolan in this world too, so it's not too bad...
When Conan was in a trance, a phone call suddenly came from Mao Lilan.
jingle--
"Wait a moment, Ke Bei..."
Mao Lilan put the clothes back into the clothes basket and quickly took out the phone from her pocket to answer it.
Conan looked at the familiar red flip phone, but there was an unfamiliar starfish pendant hanging on the end of the phone, and he was stunned.
"Shinichi?!"
Mao Lilan was suddenly startled when she answered the phone and loudly revealed the identity of the other party.
"Shinichi, why... why did you call me suddenly?"
"Xinyi" on the other side of the phone didn't know what he said. Mao Lilan tried hard to hold back her mouth, but in the end she couldn't hold it back and burst into tears.
"Yes, I'm sorry, Shinichi, I may not be what you think now..."
"I, I...I'm sorry for you..."
"Woo~~"
Mao Lilan wiped her tears with one hand, sobbing in her voice, and her pitiful appearance made people feel heartbroken.
Conan stood nearby, a pair of eyes under the mask observing silently, and his brain gradually returned to reason.
Conan still remembered that this mobile phone and pendant should have been given to Mao Lilan by "himself" as "compensation" after a case.
But now, the pendant on that mobile phone is a starfish, not a sea cucumber man.
This reminds Conan.
That's right... Even if this Mao Lilan looks like her own Xiaolan, she will never be the same Xiaolan.
If she can't go back, what should Xiaolan do in the original world?
Will you marry someone else, or will you wait for yourself?
Wait until you are 30, 40, 50...
This is not the first time Conan has asked himself this question. After all, according to Haibara Ai, Drug A is far ahead, which means that the permanent antidote to Drug A is far away.
But every time he thought of this, Conan's heart aroused infinite fighting spirit, and he must not let such a thing happen.
Never let down your own Xiaolan!
Have to go back no matter what!
With such a firm belief, Conan no longer indulged in the gentleness of "Maolilan" in this world, resolutely put his hands in his pockets, turned around and walked towards the corridor.
He walked down until he reached the corner of the stairs, and happened to encounter the "Conan" of this world talking on the phone with Mao Lilan, still saying disgusting words.
"Fool, no matter what happens, my mind will never change..."
"Xiaolan is Xiaolan, I..."
"Ah!"
"Conan" was coaxing his wife with disgusting words when he suddenly saw Conan standing in front of him and was startled.
Two Shinigami primary school students with exactly the same size, one wearing a mask and one without a mask, were half a meter apart at this moment, with their eyes facing each other.
"Hello? Shinichi, what happened?"
Mao Lilan on the other side of the phone shouted anxiously, "Conan" quickly raised his hand to cover the phone's receiver.
Oops!
This guy was actually with Xiaolan just now!
He must have noticed that I am Shinichi!
"Conan" knew that the primary school student in front of him was very smart, much higher than the three idiots of Didan, so he must have figured out his identity.
what to do?
what to do!
"Conan" had extremely anxious eyes and cold sweat on his forehead. He was very worried that his identity would be exposed.
It would be hilarious if Mao Lilan knew that "Conan is Shinichi".
Mao Lilan: I have grown older...
Conan: I'm getting smaller...
The age difference between the two was only 10 years old, but now the physical age gap has further widened, making it even more difficult to break the worldly prejudice.
No!
On the other hand, Conan just looked at "Conan" silently, with a very dull look in his eyes.
Oh, it turns out that we use the phone to convey love words at a close distance~
It's okay, buddy, I often use this trick, but be careful not to be seen through.
You go ahead...
Feeling reassured, Conan calmly kept his hands in his pockets and walked away at a steady pace.
