Conan: Live in the Maori Detective Agency at the beginning

"Your parents and I are very close friends." Pisco said in a low voice with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Kenzo Masuyama, so it turns out that it's you, Pisko." Haibara Ai looked at the enemy in front of her with firm eyes, a complex emotion surging in her heart.

Is she really going to die with Xingchen now? The fragility and impermanence of life seem so real at this moment. Living, especially living with a loved one, has become such a luxury.

"You just realized it now? It's too late."

"In fact, I have heard of the drug under development a long time ago, but I didn't expect you to have developed it to this stage."

"Your scientist parents were well protected by Li at first, but they still died accidentally."

"Your parents in heaven must be very pleased."

"But an order is an order after all, and I had no choice. Shiho, I will send you to your parents now, and then Li will follow you." Masuyama Kenzo said in a low voice, and then slowly pulled the trigger.

However, at this critical moment, a voice suddenly rang out: "The show is over, Mr. Masuyama!"

Masuyama Kenzo's movements suddenly froze, and he turned his head in surprise. Because there was someone else in this room!

He couldn't determine the source of the sound, he just felt that it seemed to come from all directions.

"Or should I call you Pisco more appropriately?" the mysterious voice sounded again.

"Who? Who's there?" Kenzo Masuyama raised his pistol nervously and looked around.

He was not worried that Huiyuan Ai would escape, because it would be difficult for her to leave with an unconscious person, unless she was willing to give up Xingchen.

However, the mysterious voice continued to reveal his crime: "You thought you succeeded in making the art lamp fall on Councillor Tunkou's head, making it look like an accident. But that's not the case at all."

As the voice was revealed, Kenzo Masuyama's face became more and more gloomy. He held the gun carefully and walked towards the door, trying to find the source of the mysterious voice.

However, the voice was everywhere like a ghost, and continued to expose his crimes: "You made it fall, didn't you? And you used a pistol with a silencer. You painted fluorescent paint on the hanging ring of the art light in advance, and then when the lights in the venue were turned off, you used the effect of the fluorescent paint to make the art light fall accurately on the head of Congressman Tunkou."

Kenzo Masuyama's face had become ferocious, and he tried even harder to find the source of the mysterious voice.

However, the voice continued to slowly reveal his crime: "The reason why you used the handkerchief from the memorial service for Director Sakamaki to commit the crime was probably because the handkerchief could not be taken back and it was not easy to track. Unfortunately, almost everyone who received the purple handkerchief left the venue at that time, and there were only seven suspects left."

At this moment, Xingchen slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at the extremely cautious murderer Masuyama Kenzo, and heard the omnipresent voice of reasoning.

"Chen, you're awake." There was surprise and worry in Huihara Ai's eyes.

"Well, I just feel a little pain all over my body." Xingchen nodded slightly and said weakly.

However, the mysterious voice continued to reason: "Mr. Tawara and Chris, who were unable to touch the hook under the art lights at the time, are obviously innocent; Mr. Sanpei, who spit out the ring from his mouth, and Mr. Mugura, who wanted to be the MC and attract everyone's attention, are also unlikely; as for Naoya Otsumi and Mika Nanjo, who were hugging each other at the time of the crime, it is even more impossible. In this case, the only person who could have committed the crime at the venue at the time is you, Mr. Masuyama."

Xingchen's face turned a little pale, and he lowered his head and said in his heart, Conan is relying on you.

Kenzo Masuyama was completely crazy. He hid behind the shelf, turned around and shot while shouting: "Where is it!"

Several shots hit the wine box containing the loudspeaker, and the wine inside flowed out through the crack.

The English letters "SPIRYTU" are written on the box, which translates to "Spiatus". It has a more understandable name - "Water of Life".

However, the mysterious voice did not stop reasoning because of Kenzo Masuyama's madness: "The reason why Councillor Tsunoguchi walked under the art light was because the floor directly below was also painted with fluorescent paint. I think you must have threatened him that you could give him one more chance before he was arrested by the police, as long as he walked to the light and waited for you. Isn't that right, Pisco?"

Kenzo Masuyama saw the broken bottle in the box and the loudspeaker next to it. He held a cigarette in his mouth and said through clenched teeth, "It's the loudspeaker! Who are you? Who are you?"

"It's the Grim Reaper who made you fail." Xingchen said with a slightly hoarse and weak voice.

Conan, who was about to come out, saw Xingchen's eye signal and stopped.

Conan continued while carrying the shelf on his back: "My name is Edogawa Conan, and I'm a detective."

"Li, you're awake!" Kenzo Masuyama ignored Conan's words, opened his eyes wide and looked at Xingchen, pointing the gun at Xingchen with a little fear in his eyes and shouted.

Conan thought to himself, Hey, you're just ignoring me like that.

"So that's how it is. You and this detective notified the police in advance to go there and check." Masuyama Kenzo suddenly looked at Xingchen with understanding and said.

"That's right. You and the two people above will definitely be arrested by the police." Conan said hiding aside.

"Can you tell me why you were still wearing a purple handkerchief when you were being investigated? It was for this reason that Inspector Megure and the others didn't let you go." Conan asked puzzledly.

"There are many things in the world that you'd better not know. I'm going to kill you all here, and even the police can't save you." Kenzo Masuyama looked at the two of them with fierce eyes.

"Haha, of course it won't help if you point a gun at me."

"Look, what is that liquid on your feet?" Xingchen looked at Kenzo Masuyama with a hint of teasing in his eyes and said weakly.

"What?!" Kenzo Masuyama looked down at his feet and shouted in fear, because he had seen Xingchen's strange methods, and if he was not careful he might be killed.

"Spiritas. A spirit with an alcohol content of 96%."

"You know what the consequences of smoking while standing next to something that vaporizes at any time," Conan said lightly.

The words fell.

The cigarette in Kenzo Masuyama's mouth suddenly burst into flames, and he opened his mouth because he was burned.

The smoke also fell into the water full of life, and instantly ignited a raging fire.

"Ah!" The scorching flames rushed to his face like a fire dragon. He couldn't help but scream, closed his eyes, covered his face with his hands, and took a few steps back.