Conan: I won’t clean up my innocence after joining the organization

"Ah? Suspicious person?" Xiaolan answered the call from her old father and glanced at Ai Tanihara, who was holding the fat man looking at the antique catalog.

"There is a person at home, but he is not a suspicious person."

Xiaolan explained, and heard Kogoro Mouri speaking anxiously on the other end of the phone.

"Xiaolan, please stay at home and don't wander around. We will be back soon."

"But..." Xiaolan wanted to say something else, but the call had been hung up.

After looking at each other with Yuanshan and Ye, Xiaolan looked at the somewhat embarrassed uncle again.

"Are you coming to take this?" Yuan Shan and Ye lifted the key ring on the table, and saw the fat man nodded and put it away, and returned a lucky cat-shaped key ring to the two of them.

"That..." The slightly fat man looked at Ai Tanihara, who was still looking through the catalog, and looked at the keychain in Ai Tanihara's hand.

But the keychain was put back into his pocket in the next second.

"No, I like this," Ai Tanihara handed the catalog to the chubby man, "I just took a look at the antiques in your store, and I always feel that it's better to see the real thing. How about we go there now?"

"Ah? Now?" The fat man looked at the darkening sky outside, and hesitantly looked at Ai Tanihara's pocket where the keychain was placed.

"Yeah, now."

Tanihara Ai blinked.

Ai Tanihara, who can use 24 hours a day instead of 48 hours, is somewhat resistant to the idea of ​​another day.

Buying earlier can also free up time for other things.

After stretching, feeling that her fatigue from the past two days had been relieved a lot, Ai Tanihara waved to the two people still in the room.

"I'm leaving now, see you later."

"Okay, Xiao Ai, please pay attention to your safety." Xiao Lan warned.

Tanihara Ai smiled confidently, "Don't worry."

There will only be others who are insecure.

Just as he was carrying the man who wanted to say something else downstairs, several police cars blocked the entrance of the Mori Detective Agency.

Ai Tanihara glanced at the firm's sign and then at the police cars.

I thought to myself.

｀Uncle Maori, go with peace of mind. Never get caught spying on a girl in your next life. Amen. ｀

"Xuantian, we need to ask a few things here. Please come with us to the police station."

A large man in an olive suit walked over, handcuffs ready to be taken out.

The slightly fat man who was originally calm seemed to have been stimulated by something and immediately burst into tears.

"Yes, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

"Did you really do that arson case?" The big man was stunned, with an expression of disbelief.

"I'm sorry." The fat man lowered his head in pain, seeming to be trapped in sin.

He raised his hands, and the handcuffs were lifted just as they were about to be cuffed.

Tanihara Ai yawned and glanced at the person in front of him who asked him to work overtime to participate in the arson case. "Sorry, he and I still have something to do. I won't be delayed here for long. I will handle that case."

"Officer Tanihara, don't be impulsive."

"I didn't, I told the truth." Ai Tanihara looked at Conan who got out of the police car and stood with Hattori Heiji and Mouri Kogoro.

"Little detective, come here."

Conan was stunned. Although he was confused, he still walked up to a few people.

"What's wrong, Sister Tanihara?"

He raised his head in confusion and hit Conan's head with a fist, causing him pain. He held his head with disbelief written all over his face.

"Tanihara!"

"Well, I'm sorry for letting you go so easily." Ai Tanihara turned her head in embarrassment.

Thinking about the fact that he didn't get any melon in the past two days, he subconsciously couldn't hold back.

"Little detective, is there an uncle wearing glasses in the arson case you are taking over now?"

"Ah, yes." Seeing Tanihara Ai's eyes move over again, Conan took two steps back cautiously.

Tanihara Ai nodded, pretending to be deep in thought and looked at the big police officer aside, "That is the murderer, you can go and catch him."

The atmosphere was quiet for a second.

Tanihara Ai looked at the people who were looking at her.

"You don't believe me?"

The corners of Conan and Hattori Heiji's mouths twitched.

Should they believe it?

"Evidence, Sister Tanihara." Conan boldly stepped forward and tugged on the corner of Ai Tanihara's clothes. Ai Tanihara also took out a USB flash drive from her omnipotent pocket and handed it to the police officer on the side.

"It contains the purchase record of that person's listening device and the video of his crime that happened to be filmed. Is that enough?"

"We have to confirm this..." Hesitantly took it, the big police officer looked at Ai Tanihara who was about to pull the person away again, and wanted to continue to say something, but saw Ai Tanihara wave her hand.

"Don't worry, the person next to me can't be a criminal."

She didn't look back, she just found an excuse for her behavior.

"I will follow him. If you really want to come over again, it won't be too late."

Patting the fat man who was still crying, Tanihara Ai handed over a tissue as he walked.

"Don't worry, I'm a policeman and I won't arrest people randomly. I know you are not a prisoner."

Matsuda Jotaro once had his life ruined because he was mistakenly arrested.

She may not have the ideals of those police officers to catch all the criminals, but she doesn't want to catch the wrong person for some reason in the future.

Maybe criminals are so common in Yoneka Town that the jail can't be filled with guys in handcuffs.

But once some things are set, they will never be forgotten, even if decades have passed.

The fat man was silent for a long time before wiping away the tears on his face, "Why do you believe in me like this?"

'Because my sixth sense doesn't sound the alarm? ｀

Ai Tanihara shrugged and said in a relaxed tone, "The reason is right. If I have to say it, it's just intuition."

He took out the gift that the other party had given to attract customers from his pocket. Guan Yu, who was riding a red rabbit horse, looked forward with the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand.

"And I don't think the person who gave me Guan Yu, the flower grower, would be a murderer."

The people around me were silent for a long time, and they didn't say thank you until they opened the store.

Ai Tanihara looked at the antiques placed one by one.

He walked closer to the antiques, observed them carefully, and nodded from time to time.

After reading it all, she confirmed that she couldn't tell the truth from the false.

｀Xiaobai, it’s up to you. ｀

System, who had read through many books, tilted his mouth and smiled evilly.

【Rely on me, host】

Not long after, Tanihara Ai pointed at all the genuine antiques belonging to flower growers.

"This, this, this...and this, I want it all."

"Ah? Are you sure?" The fat man looked at Ai Tanihara and didn't know what to say for a while.

Nodding seriously, Ai Tanihara took out a check.

"You can help me calculate the price, store manager."

That night, several people who confirmed the authenticity of the video arrested the real culprit.

Ai Tanihara sat on the balcony and made a call.

"Ms. Miyano, some express delivery has been sent to you recently. Help me hand it over to the local government."

"Signed?"

"It would be nice to be anonymous."