Conan: Money is Almighty

Just as everyone was immersed in Sanada Kazuzo’s departure, a little loli patted Conan’s shoulder.

“Conan?” Little Lori called Conan’s name.

Conan turned to look at the loli in front of him, and he happened to know: “You seem to be the one from Class A.” ”

“What are you doing? Come here to play? Little Lori asked curiously.

“No, I’m here for something.” Conan retorted.

Maori Kogoro on the side squatted down, touched Conan’s head and said to Little Lori: “It should be uncle and I who have something, this kid is just making fun.” ”

Hearing that Conan was okay, Ninety-nine Wennai immediately became happy and said with a smile: “Then, Conan, you accompany me to go shopping.” Because wait, I’m going out shopping with my mom. We’re going to buy clothes for my birthday party tomorrow, and our invitation should be sent to Conan’s house as well. ”

Conan thought about it, as if he had received such an invitation.

“Let’s go, let’s go. Conan-kun. Ninety-nine Wen Nai was a little impatient, and directly stepped forward and pulled Conan and said.

“Nope.” Just as Conan was in a dilemma, a voice came.

Miyamoto Han lifted Conan up and said to Ninety-nine Wennai very seriously: “Sorry, Conan is very busy now.” I’ll talk about it later. ”

“Does it matter?” Xiaolan looked at Miyamoto Han suspiciously, and Maori Kogoro on the side also looked at Miyamoto Han puzzled.

“Because Conan often finds some places that ordinary people don’t notice, let Conan stay.” Miyamoto Han said with a smile.

“That’s why Conan often finds strange things.” Xiaolan recalled the cases that had happened before, and also agreed on the side.

“Hey, what the hell are you thinking again?” Conan asked softly in front of Miyamoto Han, if this Miyamoto Han should not desperately prevent him from solving the case? How to help yourself today.

Miyamoto Han smiled, did not speak, and secretly said in his heart: How can such a cute little loli let Conan defile you.

This is, Ninety-nine Seven Megumi on the side also walked in front of Ninety-nine Wen Nai, and said apologetically:

“Wen Nai, I’m really sorry, my mother may not be convenient to accompany you to go shopping today.”

Hearing this, little Lori’s eyes suddenly burst into tears, and she cried and said:

“Didn’t we say okay? Mom, how can you lie to me? Dad is also like this, obviously knowing that tomorrow is my birthday party, and going abroad, you all lie to me, I hate you. ”

The more little Loli spoke, the more sad she became, and finally cried.

Hearing this, I also felt sad for this little loli in my heart, obviously it was almost time for her birthday party, and as a result, her father had passed away.

Miyoshi Mazi walked to Ninety-nine Wen Nai’s side and comforted him softly: “Is it okay for my sister to accompany you, and when you pick out the clothes, my sister will help you match them, how about it?” ”

“Hmm.” The smile appeared on Little Lori’s face again, which brightened the hearts of everyone in the room.

Miyamoto Han looked at Miyoshi Mako and knew that the other party was preparing to harm Ninety-nine Bunai.

But since he knew that the other party didn’t make a move in the end, Miyamoto Han didn’t care about her.

Subsequently, everyone followed Ninety-Nine Seven Hui to the basement where Ninety-nine Yuankang was killed.

On the ground there are silhouettes of bodies left by the police, and the surrounding walls are covered with pictures of magicians.

Conan noticed that one of the photos was particularly clean, so he pointed to the photo and asked: “Auntie, may I ask, who is that black hat?” ”

“He’s Kinoshita.” When Ninety-Nine Seven Megumi mentioned this name, a different light appeared on his face, “He is a genius among geniuses, but unfortunately he died during a practice fourteen years ago. ”

“What’s wrong?” Ninety-nine-seven Megumi crouched in front of Conan and asked.

“Because only that picture doesn’t have dust.” Conan said suspiciously.

Ninety-nine seven Hui looked at the photo on the wall, and sure enough, the photo was very clean, and said with some uncertainty:

“Maybe my husband cleaned it, because he used to hurt this student the most.”

Subsequently, several people came to the location of the original body of Ninety-nine Yuanyasu, and with the help of Conan, Maori Kogoro slowly deduced that this Ninety-nine Yuankang really did not die by suicide.

And the suspect was locked on his three apprentices.

But after that, everyone was in a difficult situation, unable to find evidence to confirm which apprentice the prisoner was.

Miyamoto Han looked at Maori Kogoro and Conan, who were pondering hard in front of him, and couldn’t help but shake his head, although he was a little impatient, but thought that it was up to them to solve it themselves.

Xiao Ran on the side looked at Miyamoto Han and shook his head at Conan and his father.

Hurriedly stepped forward and asked, “Han, did you find anything?” ”

The people around immediately looked towards Miyamoto Han, seeing the eagerness in Xiaolan’s eyes, Miyamoto Han thought about it, forget it, or tell them.

Miyamoto walked up to Maori Kogoro, took the two playing cards out of his jacket pocket, and asked:

“What do you think this looks like?”

Maori Kogoro looked at the playing cards in Miyamoto’s hand and shook his head, he really couldn’t remember what this looked like.

Miyamoto Han looked at Conan who was pondering on the side, and under such a prompt, the other party should be able to guess.

Sure enough, after a while, Conan suddenly realized:

“It’s the callback button on the phone.”

After that, he quickly climbed onto the table on the side, turned over the phone that was buried in the playing cards, and pressed the callback button impatiently.

Maori Kogoro also couldn’t wait to watch this scene.

But the voice on the phone was disappointing, “Sorry, the phone number you called is not used.” ”

Ninety-nine seven Hui on the side also spoke:

“The police also pressed the callback button at the time, and later they thought it was just my daughter’s blind press.”

Suddenly, Maori Kogoro was like a deflated leather ball, and it instantly withered.

Conan looked at the phone unwillingly on the table, betting on his detective instincts and thinking that this idea should be correct.

Just when Conan was about to give up, he accidentally saw the number displayed on the phone display, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, could it be that there was something wrong with this number.

Thinking of this, Conan instantly came to his senses, took out his notebook and pen, and quickly wrote down the numbers on the phone display.

However, halfway through writing, the pen in Conan’s hand ran out of oil.

“Auntie, do you have an atom pen?” Conan asked to Ninety-Ninety-Seven.

“If you want a pen, you still have it.” Ninety-nine seven Megumi replied as he rummaged through.

“It’s really strange that my husband has been keeping it here, and he doesn’t even have the pen he used for performance.” Ninety-Ninety-Seven complained.