"Xiao Ai, I think you look like a person."
In the room, Karasumaying looked directly at Haiyuan Ai, and she suddenly spoke.
On the bed, after hearing her words, Hui Yuan Ai's body trembled imperceptibly.
But soon, Karasumaying's next words made her relax.
"It's a foreign woman I met almost ten years ago."
"Ten years ago? Foreign woman?" Hui Yuan Ai asked curiously.
Although she herself is a bit mixed-race, this mixed-race gene is very rarely reflected in her appearance. Almost no one would think that she is a foreigner from her appearance.
"Well, it was at my father's funeral..."
Karasuma Ying put the book on her lap and raised her head, as if she was remembering, with a touch of sadness in her expression.
"It's not that my memory is very good, it's just that the foreign woman is really strange. My father's other friends all have sad expressions, but she is the only one with a gloomy face, an ugly expression, and seems to be very angry...
Because it was strange, I subconsciously remembered her face. Speaking of which, that foreign woman does look a lot like you, Xiao Ai.
It's just that her hair is blonde, while Xiao Ai's is brown. "
"There are many people who look alike in the world, there's nothing special about it." After listening to Karasumaying's words, Haiyuan Ai replied casually.
She changed her position on the bed so that she could watch TV more comfortably.
"That's right. After all, they just look alike." Karasumaying nodded in agreement. She just mentioned it casually, lowered her head and continued to look at the book in her hand.
For a moment, the room became quiet again. Neither of them spoke anymore. They could only hear the enthusiastic voice of the host on the TV.
However, Haiyuan Ai couldn't help but quietly looked at Karasuma Ying next to her again.
There was one thing she didn't say, it wasn't just Karasuma Ying who looked at her like someone else.
In fact, she also felt familiar when looking at Karasuma Ying.
But this familiarity is not due to appearance, but to temperament, the temperament of Karasuma Ying.
This feeling of familiarity was especially obvious when he saw Karasuma Ying sitting there quietly reading a book.
Her aura overlapped with someone in Hui Yuan Ai's memory.
Obviously today is the first time they meet...
"What's wrong?"
Perhaps her sight was too obvious for Karasumaying to notice. She put down the book again and looked at Haibara Ai with a smile.
"It's nothing..." Avoiding her sight, Hui Yuan Ai subconsciously turned over and turned his back to her.
[He is a child who is afraid of birth...]
With a look of helplessness, Karasumaying stood up and said:
"I don't know if Xiaolan and the others have finished eating. I'll go down and help Xiao Ai bring some food up."
"No, I'm not hungry."
"It's okay, I..."
Halfway through her words, Karasumaying suddenly froze. Because she stood up and faced the window, she looked out subconsciously.
And this look made her see an incredible scene.
On the dark beach, it seemed that a murder had occurred. The police, Xiaolan, and Mr. Noboru Shimojo who they met during the day were all gathered there at the moment.
"What's wrong?" Sensing something unusual, Hui Yuan Ai raised his head and asked.
"It seems something happened down there." Looking at Conan standing on the beach from a distance, Karasuma Ying narrowed her eyes.
After hearing this, Hui Yuan Ai got out of bed, lay down by the window and looked out. He immediately understood what was going on and was speechless.
[That guy really always gets into trouble wherever he goes...]
Looking at Conan running around on the beach observing, Haihara Ai was a little worried.
Suddenly thinking of something, she turned to look at Karasuma Ying, the corners of her mouth raised slightly.
"Sister Xiaoying, there seems to be a murder below, won't you go help?"
Hearing this, Karasuma Ying smiled and touched her head, "No, the police are already here. Sister Xiaoying can't help much."
"That's not necessarily true. After all, sister Xiaoying, you are recognized by the police as a 'super high school-level female detective'!"
"Huh?" Faced with Hui Yuan Ai's praise, Karasuma Ying was stunned for a moment.
"I read in the police newspaper that Miss Ei Karasuma, a disciple of the great detective Mori, is enough to challenge the famous high school detective."
Listening to Hui Yuan Ai's series of compliments, Karasuma Ying looked helpless and embarrassed.
"It's only been a few days, why did they add so many titles to me..."
"Sister Xiaoying, the famous detective, let's go down and have a look together," Haiyuan Ai suggested again while the iron was hot.
She hopes to coax Karasuma Ying to help. The reason is simple because of Edogawa Conan's special status.
To be honest, she really doesn't understand how the brain circuit of a certain reasoning madman grows?
Does that guy really not realize how special his current status is?
By appearing so blatantly and helping the police so openly, was he not worried at all that the organization would notice that Kudo Shinichi was still alive?
Hui Yuan Ai was helpless.
Fortunately, Karasuma Ying is here. Thinking about it, for this outstanding female detective who suddenly appeared recently, solving ordinary cases like the following should not be a problem...
"You can't just look at a murder scene."
Karasuma Ying said helplessly. Although she said so, she still agreed to Haihara Ai's request and took her out of the room.
Forget it, there will be opportunities for her to observe Conan anyway. Since this child insists on thinking about it, let's take her down to have a look...
At this time, Conan on the beach has gradually understood the truth after synthesizing all the clues left at the scene.
Coincidentally, he encountered another murder today.
It was Uncle Aramaki who had met Mao Lilan and the others in the morning.
This uncle had originally made an appointment with Mr. Noboru Shimojo and others to discuss matters at the Dongfenglou Hotel at eight o'clock tonight, but they never came.
Impatient to wait, Mr. Xiazijie and others took turns calling Uncle Aramaki to greet him.
Then something strange happened. Uncle Aramaki's phone was connected, but no one spoke. Only the continuous sound of the waves could be heard on the phone.
Therefore, Mr. Noboru Shimojo and others, who were worried that something might happen, retraced their steps from Uncle Aramaki's house to the hotel to look for Uncle Aramaki.
Then, on the edge of a beach, the body of Uncle Aramaki was found covered by a fishing net.
At this point, the murder occurred.
Conan, who was already familiar with all this, started collecting clues from the scene more skillfully than the police. After some careful reasoning, he finally confirmed the identity of the murderer and the method of committing the crime.
Now comes the most critical step of announcing the prisoner.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and Conan subconsciously touched the watch with the anesthesia needle hidden on his wrist.
This time my uncle is not here, so I can only ask you once... Sonoko.
well? watch?
Conan was stunned for a moment when he didn't touch the watch. Then he remembered that when he went to play in the water today, he seemed to have put the watch in the room...
Well, what a surprise, even if he doesn't have a watch, he still has his bow-tie voice changer.
Thinking of this, the corners of Conan's mouth raised again, and he reached for his pants bag.
But in this case, we won't be able to use the garden... It doesn't matter, the doctor is here today anyway, just use the voice changer to cooperate with the doctor...
well? Where is my voice changer?
There was nothing in his trouser bag, and then Conan remembered it again.
Ah, yes, when he went into the water in the morning, the voice changer and watch were placed together in the room...
There is really no way, you can't just reason with such a child's body, right?
So, is that the end?
No, he still has means!
The corners of his mouth raised for the third time, Conan took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
"Hey~Sister Xiaoying~A murder occurred on the beach~I'm so scared~Come here quickly~"
Watch me come to the rescue!
