The elementary school student seemed to finally remember that he needed to hide his identity, so he hid behind where Kogoro Mori was sitting.
Continue to reason with your voice changer calmly.
Successfully uncovered the real murderer, Mr. Suguro, the waiter at the hotel of the deceased Mr. Terazumi.
Before the feasible murder method and irrefutable evidence were proven, the other party admitted the crime and confessed.
The reason why the other party killed Mr. Terazumi is also very simple.
Because he was also one of the people who was defrauded of 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 his head and looked 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 looks really disharmonious.
but……
Forget it Tsushima, why are the other two staring at me like that?
Edogawa Conan felt cold all over as he was stared at by them, and his heart also became cold.
Could it be that everything he just did was discovered?
Tsushima, why didn’t you remind yourself?
"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.
Standing aside and watching, the man wearing 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?"
Man wearing sunglasses speaking inquiring tone.
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 person 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 solve a case, so he was excited for a moment..." 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."
Mao Lilan, 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.
I 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 anesthesia needle.
Kannakuru:……
Really works.
"Speaking of which, now that Mr. Terazumi is dead, will this auto show not be able to be held?" Shuji Tsushima asked in a calm tone.
"It seems..." Manager Kuroiwa Zenkichi said with a bitter expression.
They informed the guests that they 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 has to call the guests who have not yet arrived one by one to explain the situation, and also explain the situation to the guests who have already arrived, and apologize, otherwise the contacts that the president managed to accumulate during his lifetime will 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 this kind of 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 the organization's tasks.
"Yeah, it's the kind of thing that... has to be done." Tsushima Shuji said helplessly.
Like a poor little man 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 complex expression and unclear eyes.
…
"vomit--"
The blond man lay prone 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.
Amid 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 on the door.
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 are covered with bandages.
The two of them are very similar at this moment, and they are also very similar to Shuji Tsushima at certain times.
"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.