Conan: I'm definitely a blackmailer!

"What does this mean?" Huiyuan asked puzzled.

"As expected of a famous detective, your observation is sharp!"

Ye Fei smiled and patted Conan's head, "How could careless people like us notice such details?"

"This..." Conan was a little embarrassed by Ye Fei's praise and scratched his head.

Pointing to the purple handkerchief, he said, "Look, the edge of this handkerchief..."

Ye Fei and Huiyuan took a closer look and found that there was a line of small words embroidered with gold thread on the edge of the handkerchief:

"Memorial Service for Director Sakamaki"

"This handkerchief should be received by the guests from the counter after entering the venue, right?"

Conan explained, "I noticed that the handkerchiefs in other people's hands are different in color from this 25..."

"You mean..." Huiyuan seemed to understand what he meant.

"That's right!" Conan snapped his fingers.

"The color of the handkerchief is probably a sign to distinguish the identity of the guests!"

"If I remember correctly, Director Sakamaki has a very famous movie called..." Ye Fei pretended to be in deep thought.

"Rainbow Handkerchief" Huiyuan said.

"I remember this movie, it's about a..."

"That's right!" Conan interrupted Huiyuan.

"So, I guess the organizer must have referred to this movie and specially prepared handkerchiefs of different colors to distribute to different guests!"

"As long as we find the person who received the purple handkerchief..."

He paused and said in a positive tone, "We can find the murderer!"

"That's what I said..." Huiyuan's face still had a trace of worry.

"But what if it was just an accident?"

"Yes, Conan," Ye Fei also echoed.

"Have you ever thought that maybe this is really just an accident, and you just think too much?"

Hearing what Ye Fei and Huiyuan said, Conan couldn't help but be stunned.

Yes, if this is an accident...

No, it's impossible!

Conan shook his head and put this ridiculous idea behind him.

His intuition told him that this matter is definitely not that simple!

"I know, Huiyuan." Ye Fei looked into Huiyuan's eyes.

Seriously, "You are still afraid, right?"

Huiyuan was silent. She could not deny Ye Fei's insight, nor could she deny the fear in her heart.

The Black Organization was like an indelible shadow, shrouding her heart, making it impossible for her to really relax.

"Don't worry, Huiyuan, I will help you."

Ye Fei gently held Huiyuan's hand in his palm, "I will make you understand that you are no longer the Shirley who is at the mercy of others."

"You are very strong. You have the ability to protect yourself and help others."

"Brother Ye Fei..."

Huiyuan looked up at Ye Fei, with a touch of emotion and hope in her eyes.

"Okay, let's check the handkerchief first!"

Ye Fei smiled and patted Conan's head, "Even if it's just to satisfy your curiosity as a little detective, we can't miss any clues, right?"

Although he said "to satisfy curiosity", Ye Fei knew in his heart that the purple handkerchief might really be inextricably linked to this case... (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Of course, it is also possible that it is just a handkerchief.

Just as Ye Fei was looking around the venue, he didn't notice that in a corner, a mysterious figure was secretly watching him and Huiyuan.

"Found... Shirley..." The mysterious man looked at Huiyuan's back, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, he quickly took out a microcomputer from his pocket and skillfully typed a line of words:

"Shirley"

A detailed file was immediately displayed on the computer screen.

There was a photo on it, which was exactly the head portrait of Ai Haibara! The mysterious man 587 compared Haibara's current appearance with the photo on the computer, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"It's her..."

"What is this handkerchief used for?" Haibara looked at the purple handkerchief in her hand and asked in confusion.

"This..." the staff explained.

"After the memorial service is over, we will invite all guests to use this handkerchief to wipe the glass cover on the portrait of Director Sakamaki, as a way to express our condolences..."

"Is that so..." Haibara nodded thoughtfully.

"In other words, this handkerchief is not useful now?"

"Yes," said the staff.

"We have specifically asked all guests not to take out the handkerchief before wiping the glass cover because we are worried about getting the handkerchief dirty..."

"Is that so..." Huiyuan repeated the staff's words and handed the handkerchief to the staff.

"Excuse me, can you help me find the owner of this handkerchief?".