The elementary school student seemed to finally remember the need to hide his identity, so he hid behind where Mouri Kogoro was sitting.
Continue reasoning with your voice changer at your leisure.
The real murderer was successfully uncovered, Mr. Suguro, the waiter at the hotel of the deceased Mr. Terazumi.
In front of the proven murder methods and irrefutable evidence, the other party admitted the crime and confessed.
The reason why the other party killed Mr. Teraquan is also very simple.
Because he was also one of the people who was deceived into taking away his car.
This Ferrari Dino originally belonged to him.
After successfully finding the murderer, Conan Edogawa, who was hiding behind, breathed a sigh of relief and put down his voice-changing bow.
He ran out from behind Moori Kogoro.
Subconsciously, he turned to look at Tsushima Shuji.
He met the gazes of three people, five eyes staring at him.
As for why there are five...
Because that Tsushima guy only has one.
It seems really disharmonious.
but……
Forget it Tsushima, why are the other two staring at me like that?
Edogawa Conan's whole body felt chilled by their gazes, and his heart was also half cold.
Could it be that everything he just did was discovered?
Why didn’t Tsushima remind himself?
"Ahahahaha you guys..." He smiled awkwardly and tried to speak first.
"Can you please give way? You're blocking the road." The man wearing sunglasses asked with an inexplicable free and easy smile on his face.
It doesn't look like he is a serious bodyguard.
Edogawa Conan stupefiedly stepped out of the way.
The man standing aside and watching in sunglasses stretched out his black-gloved hand and opened Mouri Kogoro's eyelids.
"Well, he is really asleep."
"You don't get any reaction even if you play around with it like this?"
"How did you solve the case just now?"
The man wearing sunglasses said inquiringly.
Edogawa Conan's frightened expression suddenly changed back to a speechless fish-eye expression.
Fortunately, I thought I had been discovered.
It turned out that I was just curious about how my uncle solved the case while sleeping.
Well...
Of course, normal people can't do it. The one who solves the case is himself.
Uncle is really sleeping.
"Jin...Tsushima-kun...what is he doing to my father?" Mao Lilan hesitated, one hand already clenched into a fist.
It seemed that if the other party had nothing to do with Tsushima Shuji, he would have taken action long ago.
"Ah, Mr. He was just too curious. It was the first time he saw a sleeping famous detective solving a case, so he was excited..." Tsushima Shuji explained apologetically.
Kanahe also stood up, retracted the hand that touched the back of Mouri Kogoro's neck, and said in a cool and handsome manner: "I'm sorry, little sister, I'm too excited."
Maori Lan, who was originally a little angry because the other party disrespected Mouri Kogoro so much and touched Moori Kogoro, silently loosened his clenched fists after hearing the other party's apology.
"Don't do this kind of thing next time. Dad will be angry if he finds out." She reminded.
"Okay." Kannakuru answered perfunctorily.
His thoughts are now focused on his own hands.
He just looked at the back of Kogoro Mouri's neck and found an anesthetic needle.
He even touched it without leaving any trace.
At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the elementary school student secretly retrieving the anesthetic needle.
Kannakuru:......
That works.
"Speaking of which, since Mr. Terazumi is dead, will this auto show be unable to be held?" Shuji Tsushima asked calmly.
"It seems..." Manager Kuroiwa Zenkichi said with a bitter expression.
They informed that the guests were already on their way, and some even arrived early.
President——
Why are you dead, President——
What should I do next——
Kuroiwa Zenkichi looked sad.
He had to call the guests who had not yet arrived one by one to explain the situation, and also explain the situation to the guests who had already arrived, and apologize, otherwise the contacts that the president had managed to accumulate during his lifetime would be lost.
"It's a waste of time..." Tsushima Shuji sighed.
Knowing that he was sincere, Kanahe looked at the other party's expression that seemed to be very regretful, and thought about what the other party said before coming.
Kaa itself didn’t come here just for the auto show.
I just wanted to see the other party’s death scene.
From this point of view, it is obviously quite smooth.
"It seems we have no choice but to go back." Tsushima Shuji continued to act like it was a pity that we came here in vain.
"I'm really sorry that such an accident caused your trip to be in vain..." Zenkichi Kuroiwa bowed respectfully and apologized.
Even if it was their president who died, they would immediately apologize to Tsushima Shuji, for fear that the other party would have a bad feeling towards them because of the president's death.
"No one wants to see such an accident..." The young man shook his head with pitiful eyes.
"I'm leaving first." He said with a sigh in his voice.
"Tsushima-nii is leaving now?" Edogawa Conan asked innocently and cutely.
"Ah, I have other things to deal with." Tsushima Shuji looked at the primary school student and said.
"What kind of mission is it? Is it the kind of thing that... must be done?" Edogawa Conan asked.
His subtext was actually asking Tsujima Shuuji if he was eager to go back to do the organization's tasks.
"Yeah, it's the kind of thing that... has to be done." Tsushima Shuji said helplessly.
Like a poor little person who is deeply oppressed by a dark organization.
"See you next time, Conan." He patted the primary school student's head and walked away slowly.
The primary school student was left with a complicated expression and unclear eyes.
…
"vomit--"
The blond man lay down in front of the sink and vomited out all the food he had finally eaten.
Then he kept his head lowered, as if he was dead.
After a long time, he turned on the faucet.
He leaned his head over and rinsed his hair with cold water.
Amidst the sound of rushing water, he raised his head.
Under the wet blond hair is a pair of gray-purple eyes with red bloodshot eyes.
Full of malice and murderous intent.
"Are you okay?" The black-haired man stood at the door and knocked.
His blue eyes were like the sea at night, deep and dangerous.
"Me?" The blond man's face was expressionless and his voice rose.
"Of course it couldn't be better." He raised the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were still staring at the mirror fiercely.
The next moment, he resolutely hit his head on the mirror.
The mirror immediately shattered, scratching his forehead and face.
The blood couldn't stop flowing down.
"You should ask yourself." He touched his forehead and touched the blood on his hand, but his expression remained unchanged, and he even showed an indifferent smile.
"I'm fine too." The black-haired man raised his lips expressionlessly.
The arms were covered with bandages.
The two are extremely similar at this moment, and they are also extremely similar to Tsushima Shuji at some point.
"Can you still hold on?" The black-haired man smiled, but his eyes were unmoved.
"Of course." The blond man wiped his bloody forehead with a dry towel and said firmly.
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