I'm in Mihua, and all the ladies like me.

"It seems his name is Sawaki Fair."

Conan suddenly froze for a moment while answering, and then raised his eyes.

"No way, you are just a wine taster, and I have no grudge against Uncle Maori. There is no reason to attack Aunt Yingli."

"Theoretically so."

Before Serabel finished speaking, at this moment, Conan's cell phone rang.

"Oh, wait a minute, I'll take a call... Hey, it's the doctor."

He stayed for a moment and clicked to connect.

The next second, Dr. A Li's voice came from the phone.

"New... ah no, Conan! Brother Mori and the others are gone, and they are going with the Megure Police Department to find a man named Koichi Sawaki!"

"Eh? Why?"

"It's fair to say that the upper part of the public character can be split into a horoscope."

"ha?!"?

Chapter 241 I was just entrusted by others

The perspective changed, and under the scorching sun at noon, a black Audi was driving on the traffic roads of Miwa Town.

Serabel rubbed the steering wheel with one hand, looking like an old god.

"So now Uncle Maori and the others are looking for this Sawaki Fairy and the sommelier Sawaki Fairy you mentioned..."

"It should be the same person. Among the people that uncle knows, he should be named Sawaki Fair."

In the passenger seat, Conan held his glasses with one hand as he said this, his eyes always paying attention to the movement of the positioning coordinates on the lenses.

"Keep driving forward, almost three intersections ahead...Uncle and the others turned left! Let's catch up quickly!"

"What are you thinking about? How can you pursue them in this situation? There are hundreds of people in the city, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, right?"

Glancing at the road ahead, which could not be said to be very congested but definitely not empty, Serabel decisively lowered the gear by one gear.

However, he could probably understand why Conan was so anxious. For example, they were using the real-time positioning function of the multifunctional eyes invented by Dr. Agasa to track Uncle Maori and the others.

But after all, the lenses of glasses are only a small size. Although it can display the relative position and distance between the target position and yourself in real time, it cannot display the specific location on the map.

To put it bluntly, it is similar to the mobile phone scanning and positioning function used in many tasks in GTA5.

Especially in terms of height difference, it really can't be displayed.

In other words, if Uncle Maori arrived at the apartment where the sommelier lived first and went upstairs, even if they arrived later and saw that the coordinates on the glasses coincided with the target point, they would not be able to find him.

After all, I don’t know which floor it is on.

Seeing the green light turn from green to yellow at the intersection ahead, Sierra Bell lightly stepped on the brakes to slow down, and finally stopped steadily in front of the stop line at the moment when the yellow light turned to red.

He glanced at Conan in the passenger seat, who was frowning and gritting his teeth anxiously because he had stopped moving forward, and then changed the topic.

"Have you thought of anything about what I told you in the coffee shop before?"

Conan was slightly startled: "Huh? Oh... Are you talking about why Murakami's father-in-law knew that Aunt Yingli likes Jikoba chocolate? To be honest, I haven't figured it out yet. If I insist on saying it, it may be through Some investigation.”

"Then Zemu is fair." Serabel said lightly.

"……what?"

The jump in this topic was really too big, and Conan was dumbfounded again.

"That's the sommelier. Didn't you say that he invited you to the Western meal before?"

The red light turned green, Sierra Bell put it into gear and lightly stepped on the accelerator to start. A slight pushing sensation immediately reached the two people in the car.

"Then you also said that at the dinner table Xiaolan mentioned that my aunt liked Chicoba chocolate, so in theory the sommelier also heard about it, right?"

"Ah?" Conan was completely stunned now, "No, no, no... what are you talking about? Although Mr. Sawaki invited us that time, he was also a sommelier and was busy working on it. Red wine, you probably won’t pay much attention to a casual conversation at the dinner table, not to mention Mr. Sawaki and uncle don’t have any grudges, so there is no reason to do such a thing.”

"I'm not talking to you about the motive for committing a crime. You must know that there is a kind of person in this world called a psychopath. Analyzing it through the motive for committing a crime is not entirely reliable."

Seeing that the road ahead was getting clearer, Serabel slightly increased her speed.

"Looking at it so far, although all the evidence shows that the murderer is probably the Murakami father-in-law you mentioned, the biggest doubt still exists, which is how Murakami, a murderer who has been in prison for more than ten years, managed to escape prison as soon as he was released from prison. It doesn’t make sense that I learned about my aunt’s chocolate preferences within a few weeks, so I can only use this to analyze who might be the murderer.”

"Hmm~ If you insist on saying that, it can be considered." Conan thought seriously, "But I still can't figure it out. Even if Mr. Sawaki is included in the list of suspects, he will not attack the uncle. Reason."

"It's okay, I can't figure it out either." Serabel calmly comforted her.

Conan "..."

What kind of consolation is this!

Serabel looked forward and spoke again: "Also, compared to this, have you figured out how Dr. Ali is connected to the Jack of Spades?"

"Oh, this one."

Conan frowned slightly when he mentioned this issue.

"I have thought about this question. Although the answer may be a bit unreliable, this is the only explanation I can think of at the moment, because Dr. A Li's real name is actually Dr. A Li, and the doctor's taxi can be disassembled into upper and lower parts. When it becomes ten and one, it becomes eleven, which corresponds to the jack in poker.”

"……walk slowly."

This is not completely forced.

Serabel thought.

……

Ten minutes later, in a high-end apartment complex in Mika Town, a police car with flashing lights stopped at the door of one of the apartment buildings.

The car door opened, and three people got out of the car one after another. They were Megure Police Department, Mouri Kogoro, and Shiratori Police Department who had been impersonated by a certain Miss Phantom Thief in the Memory Egg incident.

"Brother Maori, are you sure this is the right place?"

Looking up at the number plate above the corridor door, the police officer asked loudly.

As if being urged, Kogoro Mori ran up the steps in front of the security door in three steps and then stood in front of the doorbell control panel.

"Hai, that's right here. I remember Mr. Sawaki told me that he lived in..."

As he spoke, he moved his fingertips carefully, as if he was afraid of accidentally pressing the wrong house number, and slowly moved it to the button next to the house number he wanted to call.

And just before Mouri Kogoro pressed the button, he heard an engine sound coming from far and near, and the sharp sound of tires rubbing against the asphalt road at high speed came from behind.

Eh?

The three people squatting at the door almost turned around in unison, and what they saw was a black Audi that drifted into a corner and stopped behind the police car.

Mouri Kogoro subconsciously complained: "This car looks familiar to me..."

The next second the Audi turned off, the door opened, and two figures, one large and one small, got out of the car.

Serabel didn't forget to press the lock button on the car key and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's better to come early than to come by chance. It seems that I'm just in time."

The person who got off the co-pilot on the other side was naturally Conan.

Mouri Kogoro paused briefly and then suddenly raised his voice.

"Kora! Why are you two here? And Conan, where did you go by yourself when you were in the hospital just now!"

"Ah haha, because brother Sera said he wanted to come too." Conan vaguely brushed off his responsibilities.

God? I said I wanted to come together. Didn’t I only find out about coming here later...

Serabel glanced at him thoughtfully, then turned to Mouri Kogoro.

"As for what I said, it can be regarded as being entrusted by others."

entrusted by...

Upon hearing this statement, Mouri Kogoro's cheek twitched slightly.

He was just unreliable, not stupid, so he quickly thought of the person he might entrust.

After all, Xiaolan's temper was not so good that her mother was poisoned and sent to the hospital. This was the time when she, a daughter, should have taken care of her personally, but she had to leave it to others because her father was drunk and she didn't even complain. the point.

Should I call it guilt or regret... maybe a little bit of both.

But in the end, they were no match for face and turned into a cold snort pretending to be tough.

"Since you're here, let's go together. Remember to be polite when you get to someone else's house later and don't touch things!"

"Hi~"

The only response he received was Conan's milky voice. ?

Chapter 242 I will give him a knife directly

As a result, with the steady use of Mouri Kogoro's face ability, a group of five people, including Conan and Sera Bell, quickly entered the apartment and came upstairs.

It should be said that only a well-known sommelier can afford such a high-end apartment. Although the location of Zekihei's house is not as superior as the one Serabel bought newly, it is not inferior at all in terms of area and room type.

Even because the other party lived alone and did not need so many bedrooms, after opening up the wall between the living room and the second bedroom, the whole house seemed extremely spacious. One after another was lined up against the wall with different temperature settings. Wine cooler.

As for Sawaki Taira, he is a man about 40 years old.

Serabel's first impression of him was that of a middle-aged man who spoke rather politely. It can be seen that he himself should be a very well-educated person. Even though he is over [-] years old, his body shape is not out of control, especially when he is at home on holidays. Neatly combed into a three-quarter length, and wearing a rather bourgeois home clothes.

The main thing is a "upper class".

It's just that voice that sounds like Frieza from Dragon Ball.

Turning the perspective again, in the living room of the apartment, five people were seated firmly on the sofa.

The Memu Police Department, who came as a representative of the police, quickly repeated his intention in the most concise sentences.

As one of the intended victims, Sawaki Fairy not only did not panic about this, but he immediately calmly understood the situation he was facing.

"I see, that means that the man named Murakami is most likely to be murdering around Mr. Mori's network, and the people he killed were all people with poker numbers in their names. Then you and Mr. Mori will find it together. I must have slept with you because of..."

"Yes, it is also for this matter."

The police officer's eyes were very serious and his tone was serious.

"After all, Mr. Sawaki, the fair male half of your name can be split into eight."

"Huh? Oh, that's true..."

Sawaki pointed his name in the air with his fingers, thought about it for less than half a second, and then hissed slightly.

"Then if we have reached J, who will be the next ten and nine?"

"This one……"

As if they were asked about their pain points, the Mumu Police Department was suddenly embarrassed.

He and Kogoro Mouri looked at each other, and then silently told the truth.

"To be honest, we haven't come to a conclusion on this issue yet, because there is really no one that Brother Maori knows who has nine and ten in his name."

"Eh? No?"

"Yes, really not."

After repeating the seemingly meaningless conversation, the Mumu Police Department seemed to hear something suddenly, and it also hissed.

"Speaking of which, does Mr. Sawaki know anyone with a nine in his name?"

This is a question that sounds a bit outrageous at first but is actually reliable. Although in theory the prisoners should be killed around the people around Moori Kogoro, after all, there are not that many people with numbers in their names, and it can be done by targeting Dr. Agasa. It can be seen that the prisoner is basically making up these numbers.

In this way, it is not entirely impossible for the prisoner to kill people who are only indirectly related to Mouri Kogoro in order to continue to make up the numbers.

Especially for an old detective from the Memu Police Department, no matter whether it is a lucky move or not, no matter how small the rule is, as long as one more potential victim can be saved, it is good.

"The one with nine in his name..."

After being mentioned by the Megure Police Department, Zekihei held his chin and began to think.

At this moment, Serabel interrupted his thinking.

"Let's not talk about this for now. Does Mr. Sawaki have any business trips or plans to go out recently?"

"Going out...oh, there really is one."

This time Sawaki Taira gave the answer without much thought.