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

The sky seemed a little dark, with traces of gunfire spreading everywhere.

The girl stood next to a corpse, her face that was unclear a moment ago became clear in this second.

Looking up, the corpse was clearly his.

It seemed that the half of the body that had turned into black coal could no longer hold on after all.

She squatted down and subconsciously stretched out her hand, passing it straight through the person on the ground.

She's dead, maybe she should recognize that fact.

The messy memories of the past seemed to be retrieved by me like a revolving lantern.

The girl squatted next to the corpse and looked at the face that was so dirty that she could not recognize it.

It turns out she is dead.

Killed by police?

It seems like some of them have little potential.

There seemed to be a sound of footsteps coming from the surrounding area. Looking for the sound, the girl looked up and saw the man with golden hair.

The man looked at the corpse on the ground in disgust for a moment, and then asked others to move the corpse away, trying to find some information from the corpse and squeeze out the last bit of value.

The girl was about to get up and follow her body, but dozens of black chains suddenly appeared on the ground, binding the girl's hands and feet, and her body was being pulled downwards.

The next second, the girl's figure sank into the ground.

The surroundings turned dark, and I could only hear my own footsteps along the way.

The surroundings are not the flowers of the other side that should appear in the underworld in the impression, but various instruments of torture.

The instruments of torture extend all the way to the end of hell, and the girl's figure walks among the instruments of torture.

A strong and cold voice touched the soul, and the girl's body was pressed to the ground by a sudden force in the air, and she knelt down.

A spear suddenly appeared on the ground and pierced the girl's body.

Then came the second one, the third one...

The already dilapidated body was pierced and turned into a sieve.

said the man.

"You are guilty."

He lowered his head silently.

The girl felt the iron needles inserted from her fingertips, and felt the long spears fixing her body there.

She raised her eyes without making any excuses.

"I am guilty."

……

Inside the yacht cabin.

Conan, who was sitting on one side with Heiji Hattori, relied on his identity as a child to openly record all the characteristics of the two people sitting opposite him.

At this time, apart from the two men who claimed to be staff members and directors, and myself and Hattori, there were only two people sitting across from each other on the entire yacht.

There was a woman with short hair wearing sunglasses and headphones, holding her head with one hand, and the other was a man with medium-long hair who was playing games.

Conan was watching and reached out to tug Hattori Heiji's sleeve.

Hattori Heiji turned around and said, "Conan...Conan, what do you want?"

"I seemed to hear something when I just got on the boat." Conan also said uncertainly.

After becoming a child, his hearing seemed to be better than before. After Conan reminded him, Hattori Heiji, who didn't pay attention at first, also concentrated on trying to listen, but he only heard the sound of the waves.

"What did you hear?"

Conan recalled the previous scene.

When several people just boarded the yacht, there seemed to be a subtle stepping sound in their ears for a second. The sound was very soft but seemed to be overwhelmed by the sound of the waves.

But at this moment, besides the two of them, there were other people on the boat.

This yacht was too small to hide people. Thinking of this, Conan still shook his head.

"Maybe I heard it wrong."

"What are you kidding me?" Hattori Heiji's Kansai accent appeared, "You must have learned bad things from that guy Tanihara, right?"

"Haha, how could that happen?" Conan was speechless.

He would never learn this shortcoming of Tanihara Ai.

The yacht docked next to a small island.

In the direction of the wooden board that allowed people to go ashore, Conan, who was about to go ashore with the others, looked back and seemed to see a shadow.

"Hattori."

"What's wrong, Conan?" Hattori Heiji turned around.

"Hurry up and lift me up, I think I see someone."

"Huh?" Although he was a little stunned, Hattori Heiji quickly lifted Conan up.

Several people who were about to leave stopped when they heard Conan's voice.

Following the direction Conan looked, several people saw a figure huddled in a ball on the cabin of the yacht.

"Tanihara?" Conan and Hattori said in unison when they saw the man.

It seems that except for Tanihara Ai, no one seems to have a glimmer of light and cheating.

After shouting twice, he quickly stepped forward to see Tanihara Ai's condition.

But when Conan came closer, the curled-up Tanihara Ai opened her eyes, sat up and stretched.

The dream was a bit strange, but it was just a dream after all, and Tanihara Ai didn't show anything.

She raised her eyes and smiled at the two of them.

"Good afternoon, detectives."

"Guyuan, why are you here?"

What Conan actually wants to ask is why Tanihara Ai is lying on it.

He almost got a whiff of a case.

"It's very comfortable to sleep there." Tanihara Ai casually made an excuse.

With more than an hour of extra sleep, she felt like she was doing well again.

Conan had an expression of disbelief on his face, and then he could only watch Tanihara Ai get off the boat.

"Wait a minute, we didn't arrange your accommodation here, this is about the detectives..." A man wanted to say something else, but Tanihara Ai had already got off the yacht.

"Oh, isn't it just a detective? Me too, I will represent..." Ai Tanihara glanced at Conan, "I will represent the detective named Kudo Shinichi.

"Hey..." Conan was speechless but had no objection.

Ai Tanihara's level is indeed only slightly above him, so it's okay to let her replace him.

"Okay then, we will compete then." Hattori Heiji launched a challenge.

The middle-aged uncle still wanted to speak, but he was ignored by the three of them.

Out of the range of the two of them, Tanihara Ai walked to the front in order to prevent herself from being sent back by the yacht driver.

When he passed the short-haired girl, his steps paused for a moment and then quickly adjusted.

【Host? what happens? 】

Tanihara Ai did not cast her eyes on that person, but continued walking ahead.

'It's nothing, it's just that this man's murderous intent is a bit strong. '

And this murderous intention is not only directed at one person, it seems that everyone present is her target.

[She wants to kill the host? 】

'That's almost the same meaning. '

Although she didn't know where this murderous intention came from, she didn't care about it.

As long as she doesn't do anything to herself, it has nothing to do with her whether other people die or not.

He was led to a wooden house by the so-called director.

Tanihara Ai also opened the door first, and the next second she noticed the figure inside, she quickly closed it.

He turned back and walked towards Conan and Hattori.

She lowered her voice and said, "There's a pervert in there!"

Conan:?

Hattori Heiji:?

The wooden door opened again the second after Tanihara Ai's words fell.

A man with brown curly hair appeared in front of everyone, and his pocket watch was opened.

He spoke.

"5:52:13.14 p.m."

After the pocket watch was closed and put into the suitcase, he said, "Long time no see."