Who Am I Going To Be Today?

Conan mentioned it. He thought it was a crucial clue, so he told everyone present first.

"Wait a minute, it's definitely not Mio!"

Mouri Kogoro hurriedly stood up and retorted, this is his high school classmate, Mio's character is clear, and there is no need for Mio to kill Senator Ogi who helped her.

"No, she is the biggest suspect in terms of crime success rate."

Officer Mumu held the opposite opinion. His attitude is neutral, and he must not give up any possibility, not to mention Kogoro Maori is too emotional.

"Because Mr. Ogi lives upstairs on the 67th floor of Building B, which is Miss Mio's residence."

Officer Shiratori waved his hand and reminded Kogoro Mouri.

"how come……"

This time, Mouri Kogoro was powerless to refute.

Senator Ogi lives downstairs, no matter how he judges, it is Mio Tokiwa who is most likely to commit the murder.

Regarding the suspects, Zhou Jing agrees with Kogoro Mouri, and the suspicion of Tokiwa Mio is not high.

After all, this approach is purely to attract the attention of the police. The first person to be suspected is herself. She can't be in charge of the Tokiwa Consortium.

This man was originally a complete second-generation rich man. Just the two buildings with more than 60 floors, all kinds of equipment, and more than thousands of employees can tell how rich he is.

Presumably even if it is not as good as the Suzuki consortium that spends money every day in the theater version, it will not be much worse.

Killing a congressman who could have helped the Tokiwa Group on the government side is really not a good deal, and Mio Tokiwa must be aware of this.

"correct."

Suzuki Sonoko also expressed her opinion at this time, "This small wine glass is a bit like the small saucer used when painting Japanese paintings! My father also likes Japanese paintings, this is very similar to the small bowl when mashing powder."

Officer Mumu nodded, "It seems that Mr. Ruyue is really related to the wine glass."

"But for the sake cups, there is nothing in common between Zekou and Kazami."

Officer Shiratori touched his chin and muttered to himself.

"Regarding Chinami Sawaguchi, her father, a journalist, died of overwork in her senior year, but so far, she has not been found to have anything to do with Ogi."

"In this way, this case is really a bit unusual."

While Mouri Kogoro and Officer Meguro were talking, Conan's eyes moved from Officer Megure to a photo in the Shiratori manual, and he took it out gently while he wasn't paying attention.

Zhou Jing noticed his movements, and because he was sitting next to Conan, he could just lean in and watch.

- That's the picture of the deceased.

In the photo, the bald Senator Damu Yansong was leaning against the closet in a white nightgown. There was a lot of blood on his chest, but it was a little strange... The blood on the closet behind him was not behind him, but about halfway to the left of the corpse. meters, sputtered.

And the shape is a slightly strange "L" shape, and the bloodstains on the wardrobe are all below the "L" shape.

The bloodstain was so unnatural, as if something was blocking it.

what is it?

Conan and Zhou Jing watched carefully, thinking about what it might be, but at this moment a voice came.

"This is not something a child should watch!"

Between the two of them being frightened, the photo in their hands has been taken back by the police officer Shiratori.

By the way, I also glanced at Zhou Jing. Conan, who can often be seen at crime scenes, was calm and calm when he saw this photo. Officer Shiratori could understand, but what happened to this blond boy?

He also often sees other people's bodies?

Officer Shiratori is going to find some time to investigate this peculiar boy.

The loudest voice at the scene was the discussion between Maori Kogoro and Officer Meguro, who almost attracted everyone's attention.

Taking advantage of this time, Conan whispered to Zhou Jing.

"Wait a minute, Jill, shouldn't..."

"No, this kind of stupid trick is not their style, not to mention who their target is, don't you already know?"

"Well...then let's investigate tomorrow. Regarding Mr. Yuan, there are other suspects."

Conan made up his mind and was going to take Zhou Jing to investigate the situation of these people.

"Ah? Can't you be alone? Why do you want to take me with you? I'm very busy. I have to play games with a group of children at home."

"Look at the other side... Yuan Tai and the others have already agreed to go to investigate by themselves. Do you think I can control the three of them by myself? Maybe there will be danger, and you need your help at this time."

Who knows if the murderer will attack these children. Bringing Zhou Jing with a bodyguard is the safest way.

What's more, he still has a bunch of magical props on hand, which can play an important role at critical moments.

That's why Conan is determined to pull the mirror, so convenient.

I usually watch the three of them by myself and Haiyuan, but if you don't pay attention to these three, they will always die. If you can save them once, it doesn't mean you can save them every time. Being a father and a mother is really tiring.

"...Well, I'll make time for you tomorrow."

Zhou Jing sighed, he couldn't watch this group of silly kids have an accident, and he could only push off tomorrow's game time.

It is necessary to control these three little ones every time to prevent them from causing trouble. Conan is indeed very sympathetic.

———Since seeing the future, why not worship————

Thinking that his actions were seamless, he successfully concealed the detachment of the young detective team that Conan had secretly assembled.

This time, they were still caught easily. Yuanta, Ayumi, and Mitsuhiko stood awkwardly in the same place. In front of them was Conan with a gloomy face, and Zhou Jing, who was whistling beside Conan and pretended he didn't know anything.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

"We were wrong, sorry Conan."

Seeing the dejected three admit their mistake, Conan's expression gradually returned to normal.

"Forget it this time, remember! Next time you can't act without authorization, understand?"

"Got it!"

Although the three little ones were taught a lesson by Conan, they were still very happy to think that Conan agreed with them to investigate the case.

"So, where are you going today?"

Zhou Jing spoke at this time. To investigate, you must first decide where to go, as well as information such as those people's addresses and personalities.

If there is nothing, God knows where these people live.

"Hey hey, we have already investigated, Mr. Kazama and Mr. Kisaragi! I'll go to Mr. Hara's house tomorrow."

"Mr. Kazama's home is in Setagaya, but he has a studio in Asahino, one stop before Nishitama Station, and he will stay there for a while."

Ayumi patted her small chest and proudly introduced the information she had obtained from her investigation.

"Mr. Kisaragi is single, and he built a studio and home in Asahino three years ago," added Mitsuhiko.

"You guys are amazing! You know so clearly, you must have worked hard."

Several first-grade elementary school students can find these, which has proved that they are indeed capable.

Other primary school students in the same grade are still thinking about the cartoon broadcast tonight and what they will play with their friends after going to school tomorrow.

Hehehe, the three of them were proud of Zhou Jing's praise.

"Asahino... It's better for us to take a look. If there are any mistakes, we can also remedy them."

Conan picked up the map and studied it, then made a judgment, then turned to look at Zhou Jing, his meaning was very obvious.

"Okay, leave it to me."

Zhou Jing took out his mobile phone, made a call, and after waiting for three minutes, a special car with a Babylonian sign stopped on the road beside them.

Seeing the arrival of the car, Zhou Jing raised the corner of his mouth, made a gesture of please, and then turned to Conan.

"Captain, the car is ready!"

"Um... ok." Conan didn't quite understand what Zhou Jing's sudden words meant, so he could only give a rough answer.

The windows of the first row slowly lowered, revealing the driver's handsome face with green hair and a hearty smile.

"Good morning, young master, and everyone in the juvenile detective team, I'm Achilles, a little driver, please give me more advice."

Chapter five hundred and ninety-two new members of the black organization

"The traitor's location has been locked, and we can deal with him at any time, but the problem is how to deal with the spider silk incidentally."

Gin lay on the seat of the black Porsche, mulling over a plan to kill the Spider-Silk crew.

In his anticipation, it was mainly to attract the spider silk members to Tower A of the twin-tower skyscraper, and then directly detonate the bombs to kill these people and the traitor together.

But the ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny, and the behind-the-scenes of the spider silk - the poisonous spider that is weaving a web is really cunning.

Recently, a lot of work has been messed up by it, and the members who were finally caught don't even know the inside story of spider silk, and they all act on a note.

TM outrageous!

A group of trash fish found the small base of the Black Organization, and then acted according to the description of the note, using bombs and gas bombs to kill everyone inside.

At least this time, the elite of spider silk must be killed, and the information in the hands of the traitor has the value of letting elite members go.

drop drop~

The PHS in Jin Jiu's arms suddenly sounded, and he immediately took it out of his arms.

The most striking latest news above is-

[This time, we plan to add a new member, gin and vodka to assist the new member to annihilate spider silk. 】

[New member code name: Lao Baigan]

【Password: hudie13】

"Interesting, he even asked me and vodka to help him."

The message was automatically deleted after five seconds, as if it had never appeared.

Gin showed a meaningful smile and said to the vodka in the driver's seat: "Drive, the Butterfly Restaurant in Mihuacho, we are going to meet a new member."

"A new member? What's the code name?"

"Lao Baigan, a kind of Chinese spirit, I think his ability is not small."

On the other side, a traitor's house.

Yuan Jiaming sat on the sofa with a dazed look, and let the time go by every minute and every second.

After returning yesterday, he immediately turned on his computer to check.

After confirming that the computer has not been hacked, transfer the data in the computer.

Since Yuan Jiaming dared to invade the database of the black-clothed organization, he was naturally not without support.

He transferred the data from the computer to the main computer of the Vibrant Consortium, and set a key that is activated regularly. As long as he does not reset the key within 24 hours, the data will be spread instantly. to the entire network.

Of course he also thought about escaping, but with what he knew about the organization.

If the mysterious phone call was true, then he would be caught if he didn't get to the airport, and there was no possibility of struggling.

Assuming that the call was really a third-party force, with the information in his hand, he might be able to seek shelter from the other party?

It's just that he traced the caller's number through his mobile phone, but found that the number came from a public phone booth.

The other party's anti-tracking is very strong, and nothing can be found from the number.

But if that's the case, why do you trust each other?

Everything about the other party is a mystery. It doesn't matter how much sincerity they have. Whether they have the strength to resist the organization is the key.

If you have the strength to resist the organization, then you might not be able to seek asylum.

Anyway, the end will not be worse than falling into the hands of the organization.

However, the premise is that Gin really found him.

Until now, he hasn't seen the shadow of gin, and he can't rule out that the other party has some information and wants to coax himself into an empty-handed white wolf.

Because there were so many possibilities, Yuan Jiaming couldn't even think of what to do when he lay on the sofa for a while, except to transfer the information to leave a way out for himself.

Just then, his cell phone rang.

Seeing the unfamiliar number again, Yuan Jiaming's expression tightened, and after a moment of hesitation, he answered the phone.