Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

The drizzle began to fall from the sky again, and the sky turned pale, like the calm before the storm, with a hint of depression and uneasiness.

"You know, I had a dream. I dreamed that Gin found me on the way home from school."

"Chen, you fell down in front of me, and then you all fell down one by one." Huihara Ai's voice trembled slightly, and the tears in her eyes slid down like pearls from a broken string, interweaving with the rain on the ground.

Xingchen looked into her eyes and felt a little distressed. He wanted to say it firmly but his heart softened.

Xingchen took out a trimmed beige coat from the trunk, put it on Huiyuan Ai and said softly, "This is a magical coat. As long as you put it on, it can hide your identity and won't be discovered by others."

Huiyuan Ai burst out laughing, wiped her tears with her hands and said, "I'm not a child, you don't have to lie to me like this."

Xingchen thought to himself that no matter what, he would do his best to protect her.

"Fortunately, we have wiped out all traces of it, otherwise it would be troublesome if they knew it was us who did it." Xingchen said, looking at the tall building next to them.

"At most they would suspect that it was done by an enemy of the organization."

Xingchen's words gave a sense of comfort to the nervous and frightened Huibara Ai.

"Okay, let's go." Conan looked at them with a sour heart, and silently vowed to get the medicine.

"Yeah." Xingchen nodded, reached out and took Huibara Ai's hand, and walked inside.

He could only do his best to protect her and prevent her from getting hurt.

They went all the way up to the fifteenth floor of the hotel. This was a luxurious conference room with many people in black standing outside.

"Are you sure you want to be in this venue?" Xingchen looked around and frowned slightly.

"Well, Gin mentioned the memorial service on the phone."

"The man named Pisco and the target they mentioned should be here." Conan said in a low voice.

Xingchen pulled Huiyuan Ai and followed Conan out. He looked around and said, "There are so many people. They are all people I have seen in the newspaper."

"Well, the name outside says it's a memorial service for a movie star."

"Oh, the people inside are not simple."

“There are quite a few world celebrities.”

"There is a writer who won the Naoki Prize." Conan looked at Nanjo Mika and said lightly.

He looked at Sanping Yasuo and continued, "And the investors of professional baseball."

He then listed a few more people, including the famous music producer Naoya Ikami, the super popular American actress Chrissie Wynyard, and the well-known university professor Yoshiharu Omote.

Finally, there is the financial giant Kenzo Masuyama.

Sanping Kangfu also ordered food from the waiter, but Xingchen couldn't hear him because he was far away.

When Xingchen looked over one by one, he saw Chris Wynyard.

He narrowed his eyes, always feeling that the man's temperament was a little strange.

There was even a faint sense of familiarity. Could it be that I also had a winery radar?

Why don't I let myself feel a sense of familiarity?

Vermouth caught Xingchen's gaze, her expression unchanged but she was a little confused inside, as if he knew her.

The look in his eyes was very similar to the one she had seen in someone before.

"What's wrong, Chen?" Huihara Ai, who was holding Xingchen's hand, turned around and asked in confusion after feeling Xingchen pause.

"No, nothing. Let's continue watching." Xingchen turned around and looked at Huibara Ai and said.

After walking around, Conan went to the toilet on the way.

But on the way, Kenzo Masuyama, who was toasting, accidentally saw the figure of Haibara Ai and his eyes widened.

The figure of Haibara Ai gradually began to overlap with the person in his impression.

If that was her, then the person holding her hand couldn't be...

The corners of Kenzo Masuyama's mouth curled up slightly, and a bold idea emerged in his mind.

Xingchen waited until Conan came out of the toilet. After they walked around the venue for a while, Xingchen asked in confusion, "Conan, how are you doing over there? Have you found the target of Pisco?"

"Well, Gin said before that it will arrive around 6 o'clock."

"At the same time, he is the person that the police are eager to arrest. It can only be the guy who is surrounded by a group of reporters at the door." Conan looked at the door and said to Shigehiko Tsuchiguchi who was surrounded by reporters.

The reporter wanted to get more explosive information from him.

Xingchen followed Conan's line of sight and recognized him. He said with some surprise, "Isn't that the politician who was reported in the news a few days ago for allegedly accepting bribes?"

"Ah."

"Since Gin said he wanted to silence him before he was caught."

"Could he be a member of the organization as well?" Conan guessed and looked at Haibara Ai and Xingchen.

"I don't know about that." Huibara Ai shook her head.

"Why are you looking at me? This makes me even more confused." Xingchen spread his hands. His memory was like a gopher. He never knew when and where it would come out.

"However, the truth will come out once he is arrested," Huibara Ai continued.

Suddenly, the door opened.

Officer Megure walked in with a group of police officers.

"Sorry, please move aside." Officer Megure looked at the reporters and said sternly.

"Is it Inspector Megure?" "Ah? It's Inspector Megure and the others." Xingchen and Huibara Ai shouted subconsciously when they saw this scene.

"I was in the bathroom just now and changed my voice to call him." Conan explained.

"No wonder you stayed in the toilet for so long." Xingchen said, touching his chin. He thought Conan fell into the toilet.

"I told Officer Megure that someone wants to kill this politician." Conan glanced at Xingchen and continued.

Officer Megure then drove the reporters away and began to deploy personnel to monitor Shigehiko Tsuchiguchi.

Conan thought, what will you do, Pisco? Your target is now under heavy police protection.

I don't believe you can do it if you want to kill me.

Conan thought of this and put his hand on his watch. I can only knock you down with an anesthetic needle.

Xingchen rubbed his nose and thought that the sparse protection provided by the police was actually child's play for the organization.

"Conan, it's not that I want to attack you. It's just that the police's protection is just to drive away the people nearby."

"You're still a bit childish in front of the organization." Xingchen whispered to Conan.

"What should we do then?" Conan asked.

"It would be safest to at least take him away from the scene, but that's unlikely."

"Then at least make sure the lights don't go out, and have someone go to the distribution room to monitor it. And have two people follow the politician to prevent others from getting close." Xingchen said, touching his head.

"But I'm just reporting it. For a case like this, the police can only provide such protection." Conan looked at Xingchen with half-moon eyes and said.

"Yes, is that so." Xingchen really didn't know the level of police protection.

"And as for personal protection, Officer Megure seemed to have negotiated with that politician just now. He should have refused, otherwise Officer Megure would still use such a simple protection." Haibara Ai said in a low voice.