Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"Unfortunately, when the deceased lost control, he picked up paint and sprayed it everywhere in the entire annex, so the surveillance also..."

Takagi smiled awkwardly and scratched his scalp with his fingers.

“............” Baijiu said this was all expected.

"It's getting more and more exciting, right?! Kid~~"

Sera smiled cheerfully and stroked Conan with her hand.

"Oh my, I just did my hair."

He clenched his fist into a small ball to resist Sera.

Sera seems to be very interested in Conan as well.

Is it because I spoke up for him on the bus?

Or, do they know each other?

Behind Baijiu came a lot of discussion.

It disturbed Baijiu's thoughts, and the mumbling made Baijiu's head hurt.

Master, I beg you to stop reciting.

"So that must be it!"

"Are you sure about this?......"

"But, it's no use telling the police about that..."

"Anyway, let's talk about it..."

"What's going on? The three of you were whispering over there."

Inspector Megure questioned them, smelling a clue.

"It's just... a rumor about this annex..."

"I heard... that there is something like that in this annex!!"

"What kind of thing, you mean?"

Shiliang looked at the three people curiously, with two cute fangs exposed at the corners of his mouth.

"It's... it's a ghost!!!"

“I heard someone saw an old man’s wheelchair in the middle of the night!!”

"There was clearly no one sitting on it, but it was sliding around in the pavilion all by itself."

"Ahhhh!!!"

Xiaolan and Sonoko hugged each other tightly and screamed.

No, why are you yelling so loudly?

Baijiu rubbed his ears helplessly, hearing a buzzing sound, and looked at the three NPCs with disdain.

Playing tricks won’t work when it comes to liquor!

Because Baijiu is a staunch materialist!

Everything in the world is determined by matter and consciousness!!

"Okay, okay, there is no way ghosts can exist in this world."

Baijiu said impatiently.

"Besides, there are obvious logical loopholes in what you said."

"Since there's clearly no one sitting in the wheelchair, how do you know that ghost is an old man?"

Baijiu looked at them with dead fish eyes, and observed the reactions of Sera and Conan with the corner of his eyes, and both gave him approving glances.

"That's because of my father!"

It was the woman in green again. She was as fast as the wind and raised her hand in a hurry.

If that's the case, then why didn't she say it just now?

Are you sending us clues on purpose?

She lowered her eyes and spoke slowly with a sad expression.

"The person who was victimized by the fraud was me... my poor mother."

"The incident hit her so hard that she fell ill and was admitted to hospital."

"So my father moved into the guest room of the annex and went to the door of the deceased's room every day to ask for help."

"I don't ask you to pay me back, but please go and apologize to my wife."

"But... when he learned that my mother had passed away in the hospital..."

"Father, that night............"

The woman was choking with sobs and unable to speak. Xiaolan and Sonoko hurried over and patted her back.

"He committed suicide in the guest room of the annex where he was staying."

"My father, who has always had difficulty moving, always used the electric wheelchair provided by the hotel to get around, so later on, that kind of rumor spread."

She sobbed, sad thoughts flooding her mind.

But white wine has seen all kinds of social situations.

But I could see anger and terror in her eyes.

"Excuse me, ma'am, but where is the room your father lived in?"

Gao Mu considerately handed over a pack of tissues from his pocket and spoke softly and gently.

"He lives in a room on the second floor."

They took the elevator to the second floor. Conan and Baijiu stayed far away and were very cautious.

From time to time, he looked at Baijiu with a fierce and cold gaze.

Those who don’t know would think that liquor is the culprit.

"What's the matter, Conan, is there something on my face?"

Baijiu asked gently while resting her arm around Conan's shoulder, not knowing that she had secretly placed a bug on him.

It was perfectly hidden by the collar, and no one could see it except Baijiu.

"No...it's okay, Brother Yi Yu, I'm just thinking about something."

Conan rubbed his head awkwardly.

"Are you thinking about the case, Conan?"

Shira leaned down and looked at him admiringly.

"No...no, I'm just an elementary school student, what do I know?" Conan poked his hands together, baring his teeth and grinning.

"Ding."

The elevator door slowly opened and they arrived at the second floor.

The walls are covered with outrageous graffiti, no wonder the hotel needs to be renovated.

A wheelchair in front of him attracted Baijiu's attention. There was a thin line tied to the wheel, which was suspected to be a "fishing line" (old actor).

The fishing line is very long and has several broken rubber bands tied to the end.

There were also some traces of being hit by something in front of the tripod.

"Chiba! Have you found anyone else?"

Inspector Megure walked towards the wheelchair with his hands in his pockets and his big belly sticking out.

"What's going on with this wheelchair?" Everyone looked at it carefully.

"Not yet. When I found it just now, I saw it was still moving." Chiba wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"After confirmation, it was confirmed that this was the wheelchair that the deceased had borrowed from the hotel before his death."

"Does the deceased have any difficulty walking?" Shiliang asked curiously.

"No, it is said that he just likes to wander around the annex in a wheelchair." Chiba explained hurriedly.

"So, maybe the ghost rumors were also caused by this guy." Takagi analyzed, supporting his chin.

"Jingle Bell."

Baijiu's phone rang, and he deliberately muttered to himself.

"Why are you calling again?"

"I'm leaving first. I have something to ask you here."

Baijiu put on a hypocritical show and gestured to Takagi and the others.

"Well, go ahead, Mr. Yiyu, we will leave this to the police (Conan)."

Takagi responded politely, saying goodbye to him politely with a silly smile on his face.

He walked into the elevator alone, took it to the first floor, and then walked quietly down the stairs.

Avoiding the police's sight, he went to the sixth floor.

The call just now was made using the emergency call system of the "recorder".

You will definitely come to the sixth floor later, Conan.

Let me make you understand what it means.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!!

Baijiu came to the sixth floor and walked quietly at the entrance of the corridor. He noticed that an abandoned door was slightly open, so he took the opportunity to slip in.

This kind of lurking is very simple for liquor.

Catch Conan's handle! !

After Conan confirmed that Baijiu had left, he finally began to show his skills, observing every detail of the scene like a police dog.

On the other side, in Nagano Prefecture.

The river is surrounded by crops.

A tall, muscular man in black.

He was disposing of the corpse, with his hands clasped together, performing some mysterious ritual.

"The world belongs to numbers!"

He then picked up a knife and carved a mysterious number on the body.

"14"

"Sir, we have eliminated one person in Nagano."

“Everything is going according to the designated location.”

"Are you sure they can crack it?"

A voice with voice changer came from the headset.

“She may not be able to figure it out.”

"But you can rely on his abilities."

"I have met that guy, and I have heard of his great deeds."

"I still believe in his ability."

"And rely on her power to assist us."

"Hahahaha." A sneer came from the other end of the phone.

"But.....Sir, aren't you afraid of going too far? What if something happens to her?"

"That gentleman will..."

"This is not something you need to worry about. Don't worry. After this cleanup, I will report you as a "special member."

"Ah, Cointreau!!! I missed you so much!!"

"Let you experience it."

"What do you mean?"

"Those who oppose me will die!"