Conan: I want to grow up with Ai after becoming smaller

Mao Lilan took the manual and found that the "No Entry" sign was gone. Finally, under the threat of dinner, everyone went in together.

"This room is so dark, is there a ghost?"

Looking at the dark exhibition hall, Mao Lilan retreated a little. Ghosts were what she feared the most, and with the name of "Hell Exhibition Hall", Xiaolan had a bad feeling.

"This is normal! This is the showroom of hell!"

Conan was fearless and walked ahead alone.

A painting titled "Heavenly Punishment" in the exhibition hall attracted everyone's attention.

“Tick-tock…tick-tock…”

Mao Lilan was looking at the contents of the painting when she heard the sound of dripping water beside her. The sound was particularly harsh. She turned around and immediately screamed.

"what!"

Accompanied by the sound of sirens, Inspector Megure arrived instantly.

"Why is it you again!"

When Inspector Megure saw Uncle Mori, his mood instantly turned bad.

Recently, his most capable brother Kudo disappeared. Although he was replaced by a brother Mori, there is a huge difference between the two!

Although Brother Maori was able to deduce the murderer in the end, the nonsense he talked before that was really troublesome!

Uncle Maori didn't care. Instead, he said proudly, "Mr. Officer, I have controlled the scene. No one has touched the body!"

Inspector Megure couldn't get angry, so he turned around and asked, "So, has anyone seen the criminal?"

The staff member named Iijima pointed to the camera in the corner and said, "That anti-theft camera should have captured it."

Then everyone gathered around to watch the surveillance video, but Lin Yuan was curious.

There was surveillance so early on? Then there was no surveillance for the next few hundred episodes?

But you're also right. Surveillance is a very smart thing. It's clear when it should be clear and blurry when it should be blurry. It's completely useless.

The same is true for this surveillance video. Although the crime process was captured, the murderer was wearing armor and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

Lin Yuan has no interest in the case, so he leaves the investigation to Conan.

Arriving at the entrance of the art museum and sitting on the steps, Lin Yuan felt a little confused for a moment, wondering whether what he was doing was right.

Hayashihara always thought he was a cold person, but after seeing Boss Manaka's body, he hesitated.

It seems that his crime does not deserve the death penalty!

Although he did not do it himself, the accomplice destroyed the evidence. In a sense, he was an accomplice...

"What are you thinking? Am I being too saintly? I'm sure I'll be scolded to death!"

Shaking his head and putting these thoughts out of his mind, Lin Yuan discovered that there was a middle-aged man with a sad face standing at the door.

"Little boy, you just came out from inside. Do you know what happened inside? Why are there so many police officers, but they won't let you in?"

The man hesitated for a long time before walking forward and asking.

"There's been a murder inside, and I guess we'll be able to go in in a while."

Hearing this, the man sighed deeply, took out the cigarette box from his pocket, then remembered there was a child next to him, so he put it back.

"Little boy, you are really unlucky to have encountered a murder case."

The man also sat on the steps. Seeing that Lin Yuan did not react, he did not think much about it and thought that he was frightened by the murder case.

"Alas, it's better to be a child. Unlike me, I have so much pressure every day. I have old people to take care of and children to take care of. I dare not take a day off..."

"But compared to our president, it's still good. See? This art museum was bought by the president. He's losing money every day and is almost bankrupt. In order to pay salaries, he even mortgaged the art museum..."

"The president always has a stern face and a bad temper, but we all understand..."

"I heard that the president wanted to commit suicide several times, and finally decided to convert the art gallery into a restaurant. I hope things will get better, otherwise people like us will starve to death..."

"Hey, look at me, why do I have to tell you so much? Children should be happy!"

The middle-aged man was like a chatterbox, talking non-stop.

"Is your president's last name Manaka?"

The middle-aged man nodded quickly. "Yes, yes, do you know the president? Could you please go in and talk to our president and ask him to go back quickly. The bank is here to collect the debt again."

After a long silence, Lin Yuan nodded and turned inside without saying a word.

The police at the door decisively let him in. They knew Hayashihara and he was with Kogoro Mouri.

"Am I wrong?"

For a moment, Lin Yuan didn't dare to enter the crime scene, and didn't know how to face the talkative uncle.

He thought of the last case and Yoko Okino.

When the case was over, Inspector Megure went off work happily, Conan was happy that he had solved another case, and Uncle Mori was happy that he could report it again, but no one cared about Yoko Okino who was huddled in front of the window, weak and helpless.

The saddest person...

It's so painful, there's a sense of powerlessness and fate...

For Conan, the case has reached a critical point.

The surveillance footage showed that the deceased wrote down the murderer's name before being killed, but Conan discovered something unusual and now only the last clue is left.

"Toilet, toilet, I need to go to the toilet!"

Conan took the manual from Xiaolan, ran back and forth anxiously, and then came to Director Ochiai, "Uncle, where is the toilet? Can you draw it here for me?"

Director Ochiai was startled and took the manual and started drawing.

Conan's glasses glowed white. Everything was under control. All he had to do next was follow this route to get to the toilet...

No, what toilet!

I'm solving a case, okay?

Why this guy's pen is good!

Did I reason wrong?

Looking at the route drawn in the manual, Conan began to doubt himself.

"Really? Kids are such trouble!"

Uncle Maori grabbed Conan and threw him aside.

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

Conan flipped through the manual over and over again, muttering to himself.

After flipping through the manual dozens of times, Conan discovered something unusual.

One of the pages had traces of a ballpoint pen scratch, but no ink was left. The trace was very small and easily overlooked. Conan, recalling that Hayashihara had disappeared for a while with the manual, made a bold guess.

"But why did he do that?"

Conan remained silent and did not speak until the case was over.

Without Conan's involvement, Kubota was taken back to the police station as a suspect.

On the way back, the atmosphere was extremely strange. No one said a word and it was so quiet that you could hear your heartbeat.

"Conan, Hayashihara, what's wrong with you? You haven't spoken since a while ago."

Mao Lilan finally broke this weird atmosphere.

"It's okay. I left something at the art museum. Lin Yuan, come with me to get it."

As soon as Conan finished speaking, he pulled Lin Yuan away.

Hayashihara, I don't know why you want to protect Director Ochiai, but I can't let you keep making mistakes.

At the entrance of the art museum, Officer Megure came back, and the person in the police car changed from Kubota to Director Ochiai.

"Conan, why are you back?"

Officer Megure was a little curious, and then said, "By the way, Director Ochiai just turned himself in, but he asked me to bring you a message, saying 'thank you, I'm sorry', which is really strange."

The police car escorting Director Ochiai drove past. Director Ochiai narrowed his eyes and said, "Thank you, little detective, for giving me time to say goodbye to the museum. I'm sorry, little friend, for involving you."

"Conan, do you already know this?"

"Of course I am a famous detective!"

"Then why didn't you call the police on me?"

"You must be joking. I am you... ah! Snot!"

Perhaps at this moment, Conan really let down his guard.