Conan: I really just want to fall in love with Haibara Ai

The next thing is to wait for Pisk to do it.

The target, Shigehiko Tunkou, was being surrounded by a group of reporters at this time, all kinds of sharp questions made him wipe away his sweat.

A guy who doesn't care about anything in his position and only thinks about filling his pockets should die.

After waiting for a while, under the notice of Conan, the familiar police officer Megure arrived with a group of people.

Guard by Tunkou Shigehiko's side.

Do you think this can stop the organization's actions?

The current student Edogawa Conan is really immature...

What's more, taking Hui Yuanai deep into the enemy's hinterland, he can do such a thing, pure reckless man.

Looking at the atmosphere of the memorial service has warmed up.

The host stood on the stage and began to announce.

"Guests present, let's now enjoy these few slides that Director Sakamaki did not make public during his lifetime."

Then, the lights in the venue went out, leaving only the faint light on the slide screen.

Conan and the police also discovered that the target Shigehiko Tunkou had disappeared.

But in the dark, how can it be so easy to find?

In the darkness, the camera's flash fires, and then a faint gunshot is drowned out by a loud sound like shattering glass.

"what happened?"

"What's that sound?"

Everyone in the venue was taken aback, and police officer Mu Mu hurriedly ordered to turn on the lights.

At the same time, in the darkness, Hiroshi Otoi vaguely saw a purple handkerchief falling in the air.

Should it be said that Conan is the Emperor of Europe, or that Pisk was too unlucky, and the purple handkerchief used to cover the muzzle flash of the gun fell on the head of the god of death.

Before the light was turned on, Hiroshi Otoi was not idle, smoking a cigarette and strolling to the photographer's side.

Take his film along with the speed of being single for 20 years.

The light was turned on, and the light dispelled the darkness again.

And everyone also saw Shigehiko Tunkou who was crushed to death under the huge chandelier in the center of the venue.

Panic instantly confused the entire venue.

"Whathappening?" Belmode acted in panic.

"What happened?"

"what happened?"

The distinguished guests in the venue expressed their doubts and dissatisfaction.

At this time, Police Officer Meguro stood up and said that they came here after receiving a report from the masses that someone was going to attack Shigehiko Tunkou at the memorial service.

The guests had different opinions, saying that they didn't see any suspicious characters.

In order to avoid trouble, the musician directly took the initiative to express his guess that Shigehiko Tunguchi died of an accident due to the chandelier being in disrepair for a long time.

Because Otoi Hiroshi had been hiding in the corner, and the police who asked him for routine inquiries had never seen him, so there was nothing wrong with him.

Anyway, the task has been completed, and it's time to do your own thing.

"Before you ask us, should you give us a detailed introduction to the person who reported the case? Maybe this person who reported the case is the murderer." Pisk said.

However, in the eyes of Otoni Hiroshi, what he said was completely self-destructive.

It's like knowing who reported the crime and wanting to seek revenge from him.

Of course, Officer Megure couldn't feel it.

While Pisk was speaking, Hiroshi Otoi also walked up to Belmode and said in a low voice, "I'm going to act alone later, I suspect that reporter captured something."

Belmod nodded.

Seeing that Haibara Ai was already dragging Conan towards the door, Hiroshi Otoi also leaned towards the door a little bit. After a while, people would swarm out in an orderly manner. In order to save time, they had to find a better place in advance.

"Look at the words "Director Shumaki's memorial service" sewn on the edge of this handkerchief." Conan unfolded the handkerchief and explained to Haibara Ai.

"It must be the owner of this handkerchief, who only picked it up at the counter when we got here. Although everyone has a handkerchief, the color is different."

"What do you mean?" Hui Yuan Ai asked, her complexion had not been very good since she arrived at the venue.

"In order to match the theme of director Jiumaki's rainbow handkerchiefs, the handkerchiefs given to guests by the organizer must have seven different colors, so you can roughly delineate a range by checking at the counter." Conan said confidently.

After finishing speaking, the two walked towards the door, a melon-eating reporter guarding the door, the messy voice attracted Pisk's attention, and also made him see Hui Yuanai standing at the door.

Conan and Haibara Ai took advantage of their compact bodies to nimbly emerge from the crowd.

Came to the reception at the door.

After getting the list, Conan was paying attention to the list of purple handkerchiefs, and Haibara Ai instantly recognized the familiar name among the many names.

"Otoi Hiroshi."

He came no matter what, Hui Yuan Ai felt a little uncomfortable.

Although the phone call last night, Otoi Hiroshi's words made her heart relax a little.

However, it didn't make her change her mind.

"If you don't want to involve those people around you, you must disappear from here quickly."

Chapter 41 Is she as old as me

"Hey, they've come out, that's great!" shouted the reporters watching at the door.

Because there was no conclusive evidence to prove that this incident was a homicide, Police Officer Mumu had no choice but to let the people in the venue leave first. After all, it would easily cause commotion after a long time.

After reading the list, Conan guessed that among the seven people who received the purple handkerchiefs, one of them must be Pisk, who just did it in the venue.

However, now the crowd has poured out of the venue densely.

In desperation, he decided to go back to the car first.

However, when he turned around, he and Hui Yuan Ai had been dispersed by the crowd!

He hurriedly looked around, looking for the trace of Hui Yuanai.

And Haibara Ai looked at Conan's figure in the chaotic crowd, but couldn't squeeze to join him.

At this time, Pisk quietly appeared behind her and stunned her with a handkerchief stained with ether.

Then he held her in his arms, like an old man looking after his granddaughter.

"Huihara, Haibara." Conan kept calling her name.

Under his constant calling, Hui Yuanai slowly woke up.

"Kudou?"

After the two communicated with each other, they learned that after Hui Yuan Ai was dispersed by the crowd, he was fainted from behind and brought to a wine cellar full of wine.

However, the location location could not be confirmed.

At the moment, Conan is staying in Dr. Ari's car outside the Cupido Hotel, thinking about countermeasures.

"Listen, Kudo, remember what I said, the drug that makes us smaller, the ap of "aptx-4869", refers to "apoptoxin", which means programmed cell death, simply put , that is, the cell itself has the function of self-destruction, by suppressing the message of this skill.

"Hey, Haibara." Conan felt a little uncomfortable when he heard her talk about the funeral.

Hui Yuanai ignored his voice and continued: "However, this drug can not only trigger the phenomenon of programmed cell death, but also increase the value-added ability of telomerization-responsive cells."

"Stop talking, Haibara, you really want to say..." Conan tried to persuade him anxiously.

"Don't be noisy, listen to me quietly now, if I guess correctly, I'm afraid I will never have the chance to talk to you again in this life."

Then, Huiyuan Ai analyzed that since the other party was able to capture her here, it meant that she had discovered the fact that she had become smaller. Even if she escaped by chance this time, anyone involved with her would also be implicated.

Conan confidently stated that the other party would not return to the wine cellar to take care of her for the time being, because at this moment, the seven people related to the purple handkerchief had been temporarily kept in the hotel by Police Officer Megure under his instructions.

"Baigan?" Hui Yuanai asked strangely.

"Yes, it is a kind of strong wine from Huaxia."

Because Conan himself once had the experience of drinking Baigan under the premise of catching a cold, so that his body temporarily recovered.

After drinking Baigan, Hui Yuanai planned to use the organization's computer to back up the information related to the drug to Dr. Ali's game disk.

But without knowing the password, there is no way.

"Shellingford," said Conan.

"Is there such a detective?" Hui Yuanai was puzzled.

"Don't worry about it, try it first."

"Successful, why?" Hui Yuanai asked in surprise.

"In fact, shellingford is the name used by Conan Doyle before naming the detective in his novel Sherlock Holmes, that is, the famous detective in the experimental stage."

"I didn't expect the organization to play this kind of word game."

When the two were talking, Dr. Ali found the front of their car.

The black Porsche 365a stopped slowly.

Then, the car door opened, and a man in black, with blond hair, stepped out of the car.

His eyes were as cold as frost, as if they were colder than the drifting snow.

"Gin and vodka."

"Huihara, the situation is not good, they are already here!" Conan shouted hastily.

Hiroshi Otoi, who had been confused for a long time, was standing in front of the storage room of the old building, where Haibara Ai was.

In order to avoid confronting Pisk head-on, he deliberately waited for a while to confirm that the other party had left before he came over.

After all, in the next scene, everyone has their own order of appearance.

It can't be messed up.