Conan's Refusal to Confess

Chieda Riho said, "I found out relatively quickly. I didn't give him any chance. Maybe I just took a few books and left. It's not a big problem, right?"

Noriko Amamiya nodded, and glanced at her basic exercise book. She felt that the problem might still be quite big. Her exercise book and study materials were a bit too advanced.

It's definitely not a master's degree, it's not a level that high school students should read.

"Who would come to my room to steal what? If not the exercise book, what else?"

Amamiya Noriko looked at her room, opened the closet, pushed aside the hanging skirt and clothes, found a place that fit perfectly without any gaps, and pressed it down.

The wooden board in the closet was opened, revealing the abnormal clothing inside, as well as various disguise masks, wigs, etc. in the compartment.

Not found.

She looked under the dressing table again, and the makeup props in the dark layer were not touched.

The Phantom Thief Kidd props under the bed and Dr. Ari’s original skateboard are still there.

The flying wing cloak hook line gun etc. on the ceiling are also in good condition.

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Chieda Riho looked expressionlessly at Kiko checking her room for theft. Really, before this, she always felt that at least Kiko's boudoir was cute and full of girlish feeling.

When Noriko Amamiya took out the pistol from behind the full-length mirror on the wall, Chieda Riho finally couldn't help it, and put the pistol back into the arsenal behind the full-length mirror in her room, "Noriko, your room is too dangerous gone."

"No, it's safest if I'm here."

Noriko Amamiya reassured her.

Chieda Riho felt that what she wanted to protect was not Kiko, but this dangerous room.

The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier.

Outside a bar in the urban area, a small car was parked in a parking space on the side of the road. A man with short hair and a denim jacket got out of the car and limped into the bar in the rain.

After he walked into the bar, a figure in a black windbreaker slowly came out from the shadows beside him, and the cold eyes in the silver hair hanging under the black top hat glanced at his car.

Inside the bar.

A man in a denim jacket and khaki trousers walked into the bar, patting the rainwater on his body, and said, "The weather forecast is accurate at all, and luck is also back home."

Holding a glass of vodka with a cocktail in front of the bar, he glanced at him with a straight face.

"It's a bit embarrassing."

The man sat next to the vodka and said, "Have a glass that is exactly like him."

Vodka raised his index finger with the hand on the bar and tapped it.

The man took out an envelope from the inner pocket of the jacket, put it on the bar and pushed it to the other party. Seeing that the vodka was put away, he smiled and said, "Don't you need to confirm what's inside?"

Vodka, who was wearing sunglasses, snorted coldly, "If it's a fake, your life will be gone."

As he spoke, he took an envelope containing money, put it on the table and pushed it over.

The man picked up the envelope and said with a smile, "I want to make sure."

"as you like."

Vodka took a sip from his glass.

For a while in the bar, there were only the sound of men counting money, the sound of banknotes turning, soft music, and the sound of bartenders mixing drinks. K, that's right. "

"I kept you waiting."

When the man finished counting the money, the bartender also mixed the wine, put the wine glass on the coaster, and pushed it in front of the man.

"So, what's the next job? At least I need to know what the main point of the next job is?"

The man picked up the wine glass and was about to take a sip, when a ghostly and cold voice suddenly sounded beside him, "Did you know?"

"Have you ever heard of a mouse sneaking around the organization and doing some shady things recently?"

The man looked at the man in the black windbreaker and top hat with long silver hair. When the other party spoke, he turned his head to look at him. The sharp and cold eyes made him see a drop of cold sweat on his cheeks, and his heart inadvertently beat faster and nervously.

"No, not very sure, I haven't heard of it."

"is it?"

The man quickly concealed his expression, and said, "Then the next job is to find out that mouse?"

As he was talking, he was about to take a sip of wine to calm his shock, but he heard the other party say, "No, who is the mouse, I already have an idea."

The man squinted his eyes feeling the pressure, and then finally took a sip of the wine as if nothing had happened, "This wine is really delicious, what kind of wine is it?"

"rum."

The man couldn't help tilting his head, but saw the silver-haired man continue; "A xyz cocktail made with Cointreau and a little lemon juice."

When the man was confused, he showed a startling smile, "After drinking this glass of wine, everything should be over."

"Well, if there is a next job, please take care of me then."

The man shrank his pupils when he heard this, put down his glass in a panic and got up to say goodbye, but was stopped by the sound of gin.

"Did you forget something, what I want?"

"Ah, I almost forgot, here you go, I'll go first."